"Do you know what you're doing?"

With his eyes wide, Jin looked at the man sitting on the main seat, and the gorgeous duke's dress flashed with obvious magic marks, which shone with a dazzling light in the dim hall.

"I'm creating a new century in Tailaier!"

The originally distracted eyes condensed, and the man turned his head to look at Jin, then turned his head and said flatly.

"Tirith, you're pushing Tai Lai into the abyss..."

With both hands clenched into fists and green tendons entwined, Kim involuntarily took a step forward and said in a deep voice, but was immediately stopped by a huge figure emerging from front of Tiris.

"Your Excellency, do you need to destroy him?"

The upper body full of terrifying muscles is naked, only the left shoulder is full of barbs and exaggerated shoulder armor, and the lower body is simply wearing a pair of leather pants.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Jin involuntarily took a step back, and even reacted to a defensive posture, although he had not fought with the man in front of him, but he could barely be regarded as having fought together, but he clearly understood the strength of the other party-high-level furious battle.

Looking at the retreating Jin, the bloodthirsty giant sneered and took two steps closer, and his eyes even began to emit a faint red light.

"Boole!"

After saying a word to Kim, Tyris, who had returned to his wandering state, came back to his senses slightly, whispered to stop the bloodthirsty giant, skimmed over his massive body, and once again met Kim's gaze.

"Kim, join me, let's start a new world together!"

Whispering, Tirius slowly got up and walked to the back of the main seat, a huge map plastered to the wall of the hall, and the Grand Duke of the Western Wilderness of the Stormwind Kingdom covered the corner of the map with one hand.

"Kingdom of Azeroth..."

Muttering in a low voice, Tirius's eyes began to exude a strange blur, and Jin, who had been staring at him, couldn't help but walk towards Tirius again, and then just took a step forward and was blocked by the giant man, and glanced at the other party fiercely, Kim stared at Tirius and left without looking back.

As Kim walked out of the hall, the giant man closed the door close, and when he turned around, he saw that Tyrius had returned to his seat, and he took a few steps to the main seat and knelt down on one knee.

"Your Excellency!"

"Wait!"

With a wave of his hand, stopping the giant man, Tirius squinted at the top of the hall, his hands attached to the armrests of the main seat, and the index finger of his right hand fluttered slightly.

Stopped by Tyris's words, the giant man immediately became like a stone sculpture, and squatted motionless, until the Duke in front of him stopped prying his index finger and retracted his gaze to turn to him.

"It's okay, no problem for the time being!"

"My lord, according to your orders, the third and fourth regiments of Dragon's Fury have quietly returned to the bay of sinking mud and made contact with some of the remaining clansmen, but they are still hesitating..."

"Hmph, since some people would rather be dogs, let them stay there and wait to die, and just take our people out!"

Touching an emerald ring on his left index finger, a cold light flashed in Tiris's eyes.

"But my lord, when they were recruited, they deliberately chose a group of people with brothers and sisters, and few of these who stayed were willing to leave..."

Pressing his head even lower, the giant continued.

"Boole!"

Slightly stunned, the giant man stopped explaining and looked up at his lord.

"Everyone has their own destiny! The promise I planted was to bring you out of the darkness, not to be the savior of your people, and not to waste my patience, my warrior!"

Without responding to the giant's gaze, Tirius had regained his misty gaze, but spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and as soon as Tirius finished the last word, the door of the hall was kicked open, and with the sound of hurried footsteps, a young man dressed in a magnificent aristocratic costume walked in.

When the aristocratic young man approached, the giant man had slowly propped himself up, but he was still facing Tirius, ignoring the young man who walked over.

With a cold snort, the aristocratic young man glanced at the giant man, but did not say anything, and instead looked at Tyrius with a mocking expression.

"Tiris?"

After staring at it for a long time, the young man shouted tentatively.

Tirius, who was sitting on the main seat, glanced blankly at the aristocratic youth, then turned his head and continued to look ahead in confusion.

The aristocratic young man shouted a few more times, but Tirius did not react from the second time, and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with this situation, the aristocratic young man could not hold back a few steps and grabbed Tiris, but as soon as his hand was halfway out, he was grabbed by a big hand that was twice as thick as him.

His face froze, and the aristocratic young man turned his head to stare at the giant man on the side, and his face gradually turned cold.

"Do you want to rebel!"

"Before he died, he was always my lord! And, little worm, it doesn't take much effort for me to pinch you to death than it is for an ant to die, so don't die in front of me!"

The steel-like giant hand lifted it lightly, directly lifted the aristocratic young man, and hung it in front of his eyes, Bull stared at the other party's eyes, and said word by word, and even a slight red in his eyes, after speaking, the giant man threw his hand casually and threw the aristocratic young man out.

"I think you can be arrogant for a few more days!"

He staggered back a few steps before he stabilized himself, and the pale aristocratic young man glanced at Bull fiercely, snorted coldly, and turned to leave the hall.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous! so weak, yet so rampant!"

Just as the figure of the aristocratic young man disappeared into the doorway, Tiris's calm voice came from behind Bull.

"My lord, in my hometown, this kind of brother will have his hands and feet cut off and hung in front of his house, and after he has drained the last drop of blood, it will become food for the winter. Turning his head and still crouching respectfully, Bull recounted in an equally calm voice.

It's just that Tirius, who smelled it, couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, this kind of wild and terrifying life is the real life of the warrior in front of him, and it is this kind of life that is shrouded in all kinds of battles and deaths at birth that casts the terrifying strength of the other party and even the other party, and it is this darkness that can never see hope that gives him a chance to fight back.

"But I can't cut him into a stick and hang him, Bull, this is the Stormwind Kingdom, where your children can live carefree in the sun, have plenty of food, grow up healthy, and, be free!"

With his eyes narrowed slightly, the Duke said slowly, and at his feet, the originally bloodthirsty giant man lowered his head more and more respectfully.

"However, leave it to him the ending, I hope he likes it!"

Ottranmere Tai Laier, Tirius's younger brother, is different from those miscellaneous illegitimate children, this is only the younger brother of his mother's compatriots, but compared to Tirius, who has the talent of a mage, Autranmir is an ordinary person with no professional talent at all, although in terms of money and treatment, the two have nothing to do since childhood.

However, when Tyrius succeeded to the Earl of Tailaner, he was only given the title of lord in the end, and the fief was nothing more than a small village with little property.

This was originally the formal arrangement of the noble family, in order to prevent the decline of the branch due to excessive division, many times the eldest son and below did not even have a real title, and Tirius could leave a small village chief for his younger brother It was actually considered benevolent and righteous.

It's just that in this family change, the second son of the old earl, who has gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, suddenly appeared again, jumping up and down to fight for the duke position that seemed to be within reach.

And while the master and servant were talking about brotherhood in different styles, at the top of the hall, there were two delicate figures quietly observing everything.