The reddish-brown deerskin hunting boots creak on the fallen leaves, and the swaying figure shows off the figure of the person. The maids on the side of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info hurriedly stood on the side of the road and bowed their heads, not daring to cross in the slightest.

Lady Ellu, wife of the Count of Bronck.

At the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, she is the age of grace, and because of maintenance, the years have hardly left any mark on her face.

It stands to reason that Madame Eru is not a mean and unkind person on weekdays, nor is she in the habit of disposing of servants at will, so the maids should not be so afraid.

But there are exceptions to everything, and a mother who has lost two children (Dilo, Bell) has no reason at all. What's more, the count's behavior at this time made these servants feel cold, not to mention Elu, who was his wife.

"Where's the master?"

Madame Aru stopped in the middle of the path, and turned to the maid not far away to inquire about the Count of Bronck.

"Your Excellency, he ...... Went out. ”

The maid did not dare to raise her head, and in a low voice, she told Lady Eru the answer.

"Yourself?"

Several knights followed. ”

"That's good. ”

Lady Eru said in a flat tone, and walked away.

It wasn't until she was far away that the maid dared to raise her head and flee......

"Ah," sighed, and Eru picked up the teacup on the table. The bitter tea mixed with the heat was swallowed down her esophagus, rejuvenating her shriveled heart.

"Get out?"

Ai Lu let out a disdainful sneer, the entire Earl's Palace, no, the entire Morte Territory, who else would not know what this Lord Earl was doing?

Singer, bar waiter, street girl...... Who else hasn't experienced the taste of the Earl?

He was simply insane, Lady Eru had no doubt about it.

Having lost two heirs in a row, the Earl of Bronck, who had become a dead man, went completely insane.

He no longer cares about the living conditions of the people, nor does he care about the taxes of the territory, he just wants to have one more child, no, more children.

Like a bull in heat, he sows seeds in the Morte Collar wantonly, completely uncaring what kind of woman is under him.

Originally, he wanted to have another child with Lady Ellu.

However, the anxious Count failed to take into account his wife's feelings. You know, she is not only Bronk's wife, but also Bell's mother.

Less than a week after the death of her child, and before the funeral was even completed, her husband couldn't wait to come to her and say, "Let's hurry up and have another child!"

When she heard this, Elu's heart went cold.

Before the fire ceremony was held for her child's corpse, her husband asked her to do that kind of thing, and she didn't give the affectionate guy a resounding slap in the first place, which was already considered a good culture, and naturally it was impossible to give him any good looks.

Soon, the two men were on good terms, after Lady Ellou had rejected the Earl of Bronck.

Then the Count turned into a bull and began his own journey around farming.

Married, unmarried, well-married, and dusty, no woman can escape from his palm, and they have all formed a dewy relationship with him under his coercion or temptation.

He even wanted to implement "[Beginning] [Night] [Quan] in the territory on a whim, but fortunately he was stopped by Fox. There must be a limit to bastards, and the last nobleman who dared to do this, the bushes in front of the cemetery were already enough to feed a litter of goblins.

The reputation accumulated by the Morte family for dozens of generations has made the Earl buried in dozens of days.

The other nobles looked disdainful when they mentioned the Count of Bronque at the tea party. Although there were many "prodigal sons" among them, few of them were really hungry enough to be as thirsty as the Earl of Bronck.

He has become the lower limit and benchmark of some aspects of the aristocracy, and he has also become a frequent visitor mentioned in discourse conversations.

Of course, there are still some differences between the Earl of Bronque and them. He is not greedy for beauty, he only wants a child.

His father had given him the land, and he had to make sure that the next one to take over the land would be a direct descendant of his Morte family, a child of his Bronke.

Now he didn't dare to go to the study, because he was afraid that he would meet his father again in his dreams. was afraid that his father would give him a sentence to his face: "No matter how much Taylor is a bastard, he will not let the Moult family lose his inheritance." And you? The territory is about to be handed over to Deflor. ”

Yes, if nothing else, after the death of the Earl of Bronck, Lady Eru will be the sole heir to the Morte Lord. As long as she does not marry in the future, and takes a child from her own family or Uncle Bronck's family as an heir.

This is also the reason why the Earl of Bronck is now ignoring Elu, and he feels that the reason why Elu is unwilling to have another child with him is to covet the lordship of the Mort Lord.

It's just that he never thought about how painful what he asked for would be for a mother whose child had just died less than a week ago.

"Ma'am. ”

Fawkes walked in and bowed.

"I've wronged you, Fawkes. ”

Mrs. Eru glanced at the hard-working old butler and sighed in her heart.

It was because of preventing Blanc from implementing "[Beginning] [Night] [Power]" that Fawkes was almost slashed by the enraged Earl. How can such an act not chill the hearts of the servants?

"The old servant is fine, but Madam, you still have to persuade the Earl more, this is ......"

"Persuade, what else do you persuade, he's already crazy!"

There was untold irritation in Lady Ellu's words, and it was evident that she had become very disappointed in her husband.

"Madam, in fact, the Earl ......"

"You want to persuade me to understand him, too?"

"This ......"

"I understand him, who understands me? He didn't think that his son had only been dead for more than a month, and he was in such a hurry...... I don't know if he was sorry when Bell called him father in the first place!"

"Madame, this ......"

"It's me who lost my temper. ”

Ai Lu waved her hand, stabilizing her emotions.

"By the way, are you here for something?"

It was only then that Elulda remembered to ask Fawkes what he was doing.

"The knights who followed the Earl have returned, and they say that they were driven back by the Earl, and the old servant wants to ask if he has sent some people to bring the Earl back......

"This little ......"

When the words came to her lips, Ai Lu couldn't go on.

The old butler had been deprived of most of his rights by the earl, and could not even do such a trivial matter. For a loyal retainer, this may be the saddest end.

"Go, go find it. He's no longer the original Earl. ”

When she said this, Eru didn't know what kind of mood she was feeling.

The high-intensity sowing act had already hurt the Earl's roots, and it took the Silver Knight more than forty years to refine this strong body, but it took less than forty days to destroy it.

Ai Lu had no doubt that as long as there were more well-trained soldiers, this count would probably not be able to show much silver-rank combat power.

Several knights were sent out to find the whereabouts of the earl, but unfortunately, they searched all the places where the earl frequented, and could not get the earl's shelter from the concubines.

The search party began to expand, and the entire Silver Ash City was alarmed. But it was not until dawn the next day that they found the Count's body in a snowdrift in a dark corner.

The Count had no signs of wounds or spells, and showed no signs of poisoning, and he died, like some homeless man, drunk and asleep on the icy ground, and then frozen to death in the snow.

The snow covered his body so much that the searching knights failed to find his whereabouts. If it weren't for the snowdrift sweepers, I'm afraid it would have been a long time before the body was found.

This count, who had the strength of the silver rank, froze to death in his own territory and became the eternal laughing stock of the Morte family.

There was no doubt about his death by all, and the truth of the matter seemed as obvious as the snow on the ground.

It's just that the people who came to such a conclusion subconsciously ignored the porcelain piece and the fragment of a teapot that the earl was holding in the palm of his hand........

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