With the tsunami in his ears and the moving heads in his eyes, his body seemed to be able to feel the sound waves coming from the surrounding audience, but Vokal, who had experienced all this himself, seemed to be unaware. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info expressionless, he followed the guidance of the master of ceremonies around him, performing a ceremony aimed at showing the glory of the demonstration, every mention and movement, straight like a puppet. His thoughts flew outside the wandering objects, and in front of him was the boiling arena, but in his mind were the scenes of the past that were constantly flashing back......

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He was born as a commoner, but not from poverty, his father was a squire, a knight's squire, but he was only a squire after a lifetime, because his father did not have the talent to practice martial arts, this mediocre man who had spent most of his life had only one shining point, and he only taught him such a thing as a son, loyalty and integrity, but it was a pity......

At the very least, with a father who served as an attendant, Vokal never had to suffer from the family's financial problems when he was a child, and his life was not very rich, but he was not always very poor, and even had the conditions for him to receive formal martial arts training from an early age. In this way, he understands the sufferings of the people, but he does not understand the sufferings of the people.

Compared to his father, Vokal was undoubtedly much more gifted, physically strong, perceptive, and able to practice any martial arts quickly and well, widely praised and favored, and a good student in the eyes of the instructors, and from childhood to adulthood, he was always the best of his peers - although he never stood at the top and became the best. That said, it didn't prevent him from always being the first to be promoted: Reserve Squire, Squire, Cadet Knight, Escort (transfer), Captain of the Guard, and now the Captain of the Grand Duke's Guard.

There is only one reason behind such a blinding, jealous, and even offensive fact: he has always adhered to the only and most precious thing that his father taught him - loyalty and integrity.

He will always remember the day he learned that he had been promoted to captain of the guard, the pride, gratification, satisfaction and joy that had always hung on his father's face, it was the pride, gratification, satisfaction and joy that had never been seen on that mediocre face, it was a hearty pride, gratification, satisfaction and joy that had just fulfilled his life's wish!

Vokal was incomparably grateful, grateful to his father, grateful to God, grateful to Crescent City, and even more grateful to the Grand Duke.

The Grand Duke is the most perfect lord in the eyes of Vokal, wise, talented, graceful, noble, fair, magnanimous, magnanimous and benevolent, he is also an excellent individual and a very good ruler, he has managed Crescent City in an orderly and prosperous manner with his talents, so that the citizens can live and work in peace and contentment, he has created a stable and prosperous paradise in the chaotic world, and he has always given his people only paternal care and regulation, and has never been ruthlessly exploited and oppressed like other lords.

For such a grand duke, Vokal can only express infinite admiration, admiration, support, and of course, gratitude. He was willing to be loyal forever to such a man, to his family, and to the land he ruled.

And he's been doing it ever since.

At this point, his life is another classic inspirational story of a little person who worked hard and did not change his original intention, and finally was appreciated and walked to the pinnacle of life. Until, he saw the figure......

It was a story three years ago, during a mission in Silvermoon City, he took a free time, he made a special trip to the famous Silvermoon University, and it happened that he met the man, the Governor of the Northlands, Calf, the sage Calf, who was going to give a speech to the teachers and students of Silvermoon University that day, and even debate, so Walkal was fortunate to see the figure standing firmly behind the podium under the gaze of thousands of people, talking calmly and comfortably.

He was impressed, not only because of the figure, but also because of the words that came out of the figure's mouth.

He eagerly searched for all of the man's writings, brought them back to Crescent City, and hid them in his private drawer to study at any time.

He faltered, he fell.

He began to seriously ponder the democratic trend that had spread throughout the country, and even began to believe in this set of things that he did not think of as democracy, and he felt that perhaps this was the ultimate answer to human society, which deserved to be owned by everyone, and which allowed everyone to live freely and dignified.

However, the Grand Duke, to whom he was allegiated, stood in opposition to the democracy and freedom he had changed to believe in!

He was deeply confused, struggling, pondering.

Repeatedly, repeatedly, and finally enlightened.

Nothing could diminish his loyalty to the Grand Duke, it was from the great grace of the knowledge that had already happened, it was from his father's teaching from childhood—loyalty and integrity!

He's not trying to betray the Grand Duke - never! Though what he's doing is treacherous - he's going to change the Grand Duke, the Ashlons, and the entire Crescent, and he's going to work to democratize the Crescent Dominion.

He did not want to take the order of the Grand Duke, he wanted democratization to be achieved in a peaceful process. He wanted the Ashlen family to retire from the stage of history with dignity, integrity, and blessings, and to surrender power to the people, without conflict, without strife, without violence, without bloodshed, and without life, and then continue to enjoy the inherent privilege and honor of life, and enjoy a transcendent but unique position of being widely respected. Don't be like many old aristocrats who stubbornly resist the democratic trend in China, and end up with the tragic end of being ruined, their families ruined, their inheritances cut off, and they have been spurned by the people for a long time.

He thinks that his vision is the best future that the Ashlons can get - nothing can resist the mighty tide of democracy, and neither can the Ashlons, not to mention that they are still stable, but they will eventually be overthrown, and ...... Maybe it won't be long.

To survive or to perish, it's easy to choose.

So...... He had betrayed his lord and collaborated with his enemies—no longer loyal, no longer upright—and had a secret correspondence with the archenemy of House Ashlon, who was now his most revered governor of the Northlands, Calf.

In the name, try to democratize the Dominion of Crescent City. The premise is, peace.

The premise is important, the most important......

The initial cooperation was smooth, satisfying, and reassuring, and Lord Calf never asked for any conspiracy to be set up through him, but only obtained information on all aspects of Crescent City through himself. It is mainly people's livelihood information: commodity prices, the number of merchant ships, the origin of merchant ships, bulk commodity transaction records......

He didn't know what the wise sage was doing by asking for this information, but it was clear that collecting this information that anyone with a heart could gather could not even touch the taboo of loyalty in his heart, so he was willing to help.

Things seem to go on like this, steadily and slowly, and even the bottom of his heart he is a little disappointed (not working), until he ...... The woman took over everything.

The cunning and radical voter lady is not a cover, and she is always asked to do something that is difficult at the time, only to realize afterwards that it is a small conspiracy with a lot of harm. He was not pleased, but he endured it, for the woman's plans did not go beyond the premise of his cooperation: peace.

And then......

It's Ice Peak Valley.

That woman was at last unable to suppress her crazy and cruel nature! She was viciously trying to kill Frank! What about the premise of peace and tranquility? Just trampling on it like this?

Vokal couldn't stand it.

So he chose a showdown and chose to fight, but ....... As expected, no reasonably acceptable explanation was obtained. He had no choice but to break with it.

After the break, he was at a loss, how should he deal with himself, who had been a definite betrayer?

The subsequent situation has changed again and again, and it is long beyond his control, in fact, he does not even have the ability to clarify the situation, let alone control it. Still, in his confusion, he was able to grasp the center of all the storms, the man from another world, who had witnessed his arrival with his own eyes, and who dared to call himself the devil, Saphius.

Vokal had mixed feelings about this man, he didn't like this kind of crazy, unrestrained, unpredictable man, who was more like a beast, like a demon, than like a man. The Grand Duke and Arche said that this man was the savior of Crescent City and the Ashylon family, and Vokal was skeptical, because he could not understand the various plans and strategies that this man had made for Crescent City, and he did not have that vision, but later he believed half of it, because the few businesses he made could indeed make incredible profits, proving that this man was at least capable of bringing huge financial income to Crescent City.

The one who can make money will be a good master, this is the consensus of almost all the citizens in Crescent City, and Volcar also believes this, so he thinks that Saphius, who can make money, will probably be a good master, and he will be the home of Crescent City.

However, what really convinced him was the woman - she would not be an idle person, or extremely important, or even both, such as "savior".

Yes, it didn't take long for him to realize that Saphius was actually entangled with the woman. Almost instantly, he saw through the woman's evil intentions, she was going to do the same thing as he had murdered Frank last time, and she was going to take action on the hope of Crescent City again, this time targeting Saphius! Unlike the physical destruction she used last time, this time she actually used lust to lure! She was trying to draw Saphius into her side! She was robbing the stranger who belonged to Crescent City! She was killing the new and perhaps real hope of Crescent City!

Weaken the enemy and strengthen yourself, killing two birds with one stone, what a vicious calculation!

Hehe, such an otherworldly figure as the Voter Lady also used such despicable means as "seduction"?

In addition to the secret in his heart, Vokal also had a deep understanding of the value of the visitor from another world—I am afraid, as Roche said, "equal to one world", if it were not for this, the proud and lonely woman would definitely not be like this. At the same time, it also strengthened Vokar's determination to obstruct it with all his might.

Saphius must not be caught up in the pink maze woven by that woman!

So he began to warn and hint at it openly and covertly, hoping that it would wake up ......and be on guard, but this bastard, who valued women more than his life, did not care at all from beginning to end!

Vokal was dazed, dazed, and didn't know what to do. At this moment, the glory showdown came......

Vokal firmly believes that both the previous riots in the city (which have been confirmed by my own mouth) and the ongoing showdown for glory are all plots planned by that woman! That woman is planning all kinds of targets against Crescent City all the time! These are no exception.

The riot was resolved, and it seemed okay. However, the glory showdown is still in front of us, and everyone is dignified, depressed and depressed, and it seems that they have no hope, because the chances of victory are really slim. Vokar felt that he had found a good opportunity to free himself and thwart the plot.

He was determined to participate, even though he was never one of the best martial artists among his peers, and he was unwilling, and no one would force him to participate in a duel destined to be humiliating.

He also snatched the seat of the first-round duel from the three masters who were invited, not conceited, not to save face, not to think that he was better than the three masters, but because he believed that his heart was better than anyone else. He needs a seat, even if it looks like it's just a fill-in......

Defeat is expected early, victory is not expected......

But he's going to do something! Even if it's with his life!

His suicide note had been written, a long one, right in his abode, resting on the table, in which everything that had happened over the years was clearly written, as well as expressing his repentance for the betrayal and, of course, the revelation of the woman's conspiracy. When he is heroic, the suicide note with life as proof will be discovered, and it is uncertain whether he will be forgiven, but he will definitely be able to thwart the woman's treacherous plot against Saphius!

After the draw, the situation has its own subtle changes, as long as the rest of the people can win two more victories as they wish, Crescent City will be able to stand in an invincible position!

"Haha!

"I didn't expect that I, a fool who has been foolish all my life, can be smart!"

At this thought, his cold and hard face finally showed a slightly fierce look, and he strode towards the woman in front of him, his eyes shining brightly, although he knew that this woman was only Yasmin, a high-ranking general of the First National Defense Force in the West, not the lady of the electorate who was famous for the high strength and transcendence of the continent, and he had to be deeply jealous and fearful, but he was eager to get rid of it-Catherine Caples!

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In the box, Frank and Tiago shook the shoulders of Derotan and Avies excitedly and asked, "Not delivered yet! Not delivered yet!"

After all, the old dwarf and the old goblin are just mortals, not immortals, and they still have seven emotions and six desires, so they will naturally be interested in the rare excitement of the glory duel, as grandmasters, they don't have to worry about a seat, they will have someone to arrange for them, and look, they are still in the box. However, the wronged boss who helped arrange the arrangement is shaking their shoulders vigorously at this moment, feeling that their bodies are about to be shaken apart, how can they suffer?

"Come on, stop, stop!"

Stop is stopped, but there are still two pairs of "tiger-eyed" eyes.

"I tell you, don't worry! That sword will be delivered on time! That girl will not delay this matter even if she delays anything, she is greedy for anything, and she will not be greedy for that sword!"

"You've said that promise many times, but the sword has not yet arrived!

"Believe it or not!"

"Damn, fat man, shake him to death!"

"Hey, stop! I have to reveal something, right? Okay! Listen to me! That pussy is that guy's good! Hello! Understand? How to send it is not a matter between this dog man and woman? Can you control if people want to play romance?"