George looked at the long knife that appeared on his chest in disbelief, and life was rapidly moving away from his body, and his eyes gradually became blank.

"You...... I'm ...... Said it...... Disapprove ......"

The masked man slowly pulled out the sharp knife from George's body, and the moment the tip of the knife left George's body, his soulless body fell to the ground with a "plop", looking at the masked man with a dead face.

"Sorry, I didn't hear that. ”

......

"Ahh

"No, I don't approve!"

Akureyri, screams came one after another, the bright red picture stained the whole city red, if you look down from the sky, every moment there is a life in a pool of blood, for a while, the city fell into a purgatory of brutal tragedy!

The carriage walked leisurely and contentedly, and the trip to Galia to canvass for tickets was, in Philip's opinion, a rare vacation after a busy work.

Referendum?

Do the results still need to be asked?

People who don't vote for the merger must have burned out their brains, and the fool will refuse the low cost of lighting, merge, there will be a magic energy network, if you don't merge, there will be no magic energy network, there will be no cheap lighting cost, and the family can only live in darkness.

Fueled by the clever merchants, it was already thought that a magic lamp was the best way to illuminate it, a wood-burning brazier would cause suffocation, a faltering candle would blind people, and now even people with no money would use a magic lamp to illuminate it, even if it was only for an hour.

So, thanks to the magic lamp makers who are chasing huge profits. The cheap lighting energy provided by the magic energy network can be very popular, and it is inseparable from those people, and Galia and Lobit can merge in the future, and they are also inseparable from those people, Philip would like to award a medal of pure gold to the magic lamp merchants, even if those merchants hate Philip who robbed them of their jobs.

Philip's mood was bright, as bright as the sun shining outside the window, and of course, it would have been better if Grace in the carriage had been a little happier.

The Duchess of the Bloodline pouted, angrily not looking at Philip. I'm reading a girl's novel that has just been published in the imperial capital. The beautiful girls on the cover were all upside down, but Grace's eyes were still wide, as if she could read the reverse mainland text.

"Dear ......"

Philip smiled and leaned over to Grace's side, and one hand began to run around the girl dishonestly. The smooth and plump breasts still feel as good as before.

"Go away!" Grace squeaked. Knock out Philip's groping. "Don't make a noise, I want to read. ”

"What's so good about books, or I'm better looking. My dear. ”

Philip leaned into Grace's ear and exhaled the heat gently, the duchess immediately blushed from her face to the base of her neck, for her lover, Philip was already completely familiar with her body, and after countless explorations, Lord Lobit already knew how to provoke Grace's lust.

Gently teasing Grace's ears with the tip of her tongue, the duchess completely softened, and the girl's novel in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and her eyes were full of mist.

"You know that you are bullying me! I like the new and hate the old stinky man!" Grace's mouth was still quite hard, out of rhythm with his body.

In this case, no amount of explanation is superfluous, and Philip seals Grace's cherry lips with his mouth, sucking the sweet liquid in the woman's mouth.

Finally, the duchess completely softened, the clothes on her body were quickly stripped off by her lover, and Philip, who had been rejected by the woman for several days, was already ready to go, and before Grace could react, he fell into a sea of love.

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Inherited from the highly developed love action movie technique on earth, Philip finally extinguished the anger in Grace's body, hugged the duchess with a comfortable face, leaned against the wall of the wide carriage, and carefully felt the meekness and loveliness of the woman.

"Even if you marry Caroline in the future, I will live in your house!" Grace swore her sovereignty on Philip's chest, she didn't care whether her opponent was the future Empress of the Empire, Philip was her own, and when she was in the Demon Suppression Pass, she was authorized by the goddess to look at this man who looked delicate, but actually had a bad stomach.

Grace is now like a girl who has been authorized by the young grandmother, the young grandmother is not at home, and she usually cheapens herself and the young master, and now the young master suddenly marries a woman to be the second lady, and there is a trend of replacing the young grandmother, Grace decided to fight for himself and for the honor of the young grandmother!

Belch...... Is this a romance novel?

Philip stroked his forehead, and Grace, lying on his chest, waved his fist, his eyes burning with fire.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped, and Nash's voice rang out outside: "My lord, an urgent letter from Wellington. ”

Opening the door, a knight in a red cloak folded his legs together, saluted Philip's chest, and handed an unopened letter to Lord Lobit: "Your Excellency, please check the order personally issued to you by His Majesty the Emperor." ”

Emperor?

Lawrence Hoddle?

Philip only had a few impressions of him when he was a child, and Lawrence was still very kind to himself as a child, even if he broke a set of porcelain from the royal family, he was not the slightest bit angry, but at that time, Philip always felt that the emperor had a lot of things in his heart.

The last time I saw him, it was at the "wedding" that he sacrificed to Katrina, Lawrence just showed up in a hurry and left, and Philip was so distraught at that time that he didn't see Lawrence clearly.

Later, he accidentally became his "quasi-son-in-law", but His Majesty the Emperor never appeared in front of him, Philip has always wondered, what is this for, what is His Majesty the Emperor doing, it is more important than his daughter, as far as Philip knows, Lawrence still loves Caroline very much.

Now that he had been away from Wellington for two days, why would he send a royal knight to deliver a letter to him?

Unwrapping the envelope with the eagle badge intact, Philip glanced at it, frowned, and said, "I'll go back in the carriage." ”

"No, Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that you could ride back on my horse as soon as you received the letter. The knight handed the reins in his hand to Philip.

Thinking of the contents of the letter, Philip got into the carriage, whispered sorry to Grace, offered him a loving kiss, stepped out, turned on his horse, and galloped away in the direction of Wellington.

The carriage walked slowly and leisurely for two days, shortened to half a day in Philip's non-stop hurry, the fast horse was covered with a falcon coat, Philip ran directly on the emergency communication post road and no one stopped him, and the pedestrians on both sides avoided it, and anyone who blocked the emergency messenger could be killed or killed.

The road leading to the palace is very wide, and Philip can see the tall palace built by the pale yellow reincarnation, running to the end, what appears in front of Lord Lobit is a huge staircase as high as a three-story building, every few steps, there will be warriors wearing iron armor with weapons and vigilantly scanning the surroundings, the entire palace, the feeling of majesty and atmosphere comes to the face, and the power of the empire is fully displayed through the royal palace.

As soon as Philip stopped, he took the reins of his horse from Philip's hand, threw it to one of the soldiers, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, Your Majesty and your lordships are in a meeting in the council chamber, please come with me." ”

Behind him, the stagecoach's thighs trembled, and Philip rushed all the way, making the stagecoach with long-lasting endurance unbearable.

The waiter spoke carefully, as if he was afraid of upsetting Philip, the man in front of him would also become one of the masters of the palace in the future, that is, one of his own masters, and he could not be careless.

Along the way, Philip was not in much of the mood to look at the big house that would become his own family in the future, and Lawrence wrote to him about something that made him very anxious.

Riots in the Gallia region, large-scale fighting between the pro-merger and the pro-merger and anti-merger resulted in many deaths and injuries, and the situation was on the verge of spiraling out of control!

The council chamber was small, but it was elegantly decorated, the ankle-deep wool carpet made no sound when stepped on, and the pale yellow walls hung with gold picture frames, and the successive Bugas emperors looked solemnly into the distance, as if they were thinking about the future of this mighty empire.

There are not many people in the room, dad Nicholas, "fiancée" Caroline, with deep bags under his eyes and a hawk ditch nose is Prime Minister Anthony, although they don't see much, but Philip still pays attention to his sworn enemy, at least he remembers his appearance very clearly.

These people are the top few figures in the political arena of Bugas, just sitting there and not saying a word, it will give people a faint coercion, this momentum does not come from their status as warriors or magicians, and the momentum that the superior has cultivated for a long time can give people a sense of oppression like a strong grandmaster.

However, the momentum of these people stopped in the center of the room. A middle-aged man with a short beard and a thin beard in this solemn and suffocating environment, lightly picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip of the black tea in the cup, as if the most powerful people in Bugas in front of him were an ordinary soldier, a low-level bureaucrat, and a spoiled daughter.

"Good day, my majesty!"

Philip hurried forward and performed a standard court salute to the Emperor of Bugas, Lawrence Hoddle.

"Sit down, my child. Lawrence smiled slightly, put down his teacup, and pointed to an empty seat for Philip to sit down.

"It's really hard for you to rush back in such a hurry. ”

"Your Majesty, it is my honor to serve the Empire. ”

"Not bad!" Lawrence nodded, and said to Nicholas, "Marshal, there is a successor!"

Nicholas hurriedly said humbly: "Your Majesty has won the prize." (To be continued......)