Landau, Municipal Governor of Erlengrad;

Disma, Admiral Erlengrad, Director-General of the Maritime Bureau;

West, Director of the Tunneling and Engineering Department at Erlengrad;

Martina, Treasurer of Erlengrad......

Erlengrad had just been slaughtered, and a new order had been quietly established at the Queen's fingertips. This was the case with the so-called share of the pie, where the loyal subjects who suppressed the rebellion were rewarded heavily, while the traitors were brutally slaughtered and imprisoned.

Like a pack of beasts dividing up the food, under the auspices of the Ice Queen Katarina, new officials are being produced one by one. Army Commander Randolph was undoubtedly the biggest winner, taking Tilles' place as the new mayor of Erlengrad. And Disma, who defeated the rebel fleet in one fell swoop in the Battle of Erengrad, also contributed to it, and at the behest of the queen, became the commander-in-chief of the navy of Errengrad, and controlled the west gate of Kislev for the Ice Queen. This was followed by a series of magistrate appointments.

Officials large and small took over the power from the Snow Queen as if they were lining up to accept the Queen's reward. Take charge of New Errengrad.

Of course, the most important people are the absolute servants of the queen. They are all vampires, serving the queen like a slave is loyal to his master. Others, especially those who don't know the truth, can only stand aside. Divide the leftovers.

Sadly, the 30,000 surviving refugees, who survived the Elengrad massacre, are now subject to endless slavery. It was their job to rebuild cities, to rebuild buildings that had been damaged in the war, to bury the bodies of their comrades who had died in the massacre. And when that's done, they won't be in the city anymore. The city will have new owners, new immigrants.

"Her Majesty?"

After the reward, the crowd dispersed. Lan Dao quietly walked into Katerina's room.

Like Caterina, he has beautiful blue eyes, but they are strangely beautiful. Hidden beneath the skin is an immortal body.

"You're here......"

Caterina didn't reply, but whispered.

"Your Majesty, the matter of the rebellion in Erengrad has finally been satisfactorily settled. Your subordination has made your subjects submit, but there is only one man, and you seem to have forgotten about him. ”

Lan Dao stood in the doorway and whispered. Without Caterina's approval, he didn't dare to take a step closer. It was only out of loyalty to the queen that he still voiced his thoughts and concerns.

"Who?"

Caterina turned her head and looked coldly at Grand Duke Landau. Ten years ago, he was what he is now, but ten years later, he seems to be even more handsome. Except for the broken hair on the top of his head, he still has a handsome face.

"Cohen. ”

Lan Dao replied.

"You said that shit. "Ninety-nine Chinese

Caterina spoke with disdain and contempt.

"Uh...... He's rubbish, right...... But Cohen is also the Grand Duke of Kislev, and his grandfather was one of the founders of the city of Kislev. In addition, there are many people in Kislev who listen to him. ”

Lan Dao whispered. He knew that the queen had always disliked this man, and that he had been sent to lead the Northern Coalition instead of Kislev's regular army, but there was actually a deep meaning in it. As a result, he was really defeated, if it wasn't for the little northern lord named Rhodes to save the scene, I'm afraid the situation would have been a different scene now.

"Times have changed, and the offspring of heroes is not necessarily still heroes. ”

She said coldly.

"I know, I mean, what would Cohen think? He's bled and wounded for this rebellion, but in the end he gets nothing but something he holds dear...... Cohen still has some power in Kislev, Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will take some time to eradicate this person. ”

Lan Dao reminded. However, Katerina's gaze still had disdain and arrogance written in it.

"Are you still afraid that he will make any waves? a declining duke, what a waste to have this title. ”

Caterina read.

......

Fort Blackhammer, the old butler Muros sat in his office, looking tired. Rhodes left the castle in his care, but a year later, things were out of his control. Coming from a big city, Laheim had a well-established business model, many scheming, by squeezing out competitors, and then monopolizing the market, the industry became bigger and bigger, and after he started smuggling arms, he had a private bodyguard team. Nominally a team of bodyguards, in fact, what is the difference between it and the army.

Muros knew that as a last resort, he could find a reason to send troops to take Laheim. But he didn't want to get to that point. In that case, Laheim would have resisted desperately. Erengrad couldn't go back, and Blackhammer Castle had become his base. If his property were forcibly taken and imprisoned in a dungeon, he would have resisted, and his bodyguard would likely have fought the castle guards in the streets. That is the worst outcome, if that happens, the security problem of Black Hammer Fort will become a hidden danger, and a place where safety is not guaranteed cannot get immigrants. In that case, how can Black Hammer Castle develop?

Besides, if the arrest of a nobleman on trumped-up charges spreads, Black Hammer Fort will no longer be recognized by the outside world. Again, this is something that Lord Rhodes does not want to see.

Previously, he had asked Roberts to hunt down and keep evidence of Laheim's arms smuggling, but the old captain never returned, staying in the empire for a long time on trade negotiating grounds. Muros knew that he didn't want to offend Laheim, after all, that team of bodyguards was actually an underworld force.

He was lying on the table, and in the candlelight, it was an old dragon clock's face. Wrinkles creeped up the brow, full of vicissitudes and sadness.

"Muros ......"

Virgil, the chief knight, walked in. He was dressed in silver armor and held a knight's sword. He still looked energetic, in stark contrast to the fatigue of the old butler Muros.

"I don't think I believe it anymore, and I still have to write to Rhodes about it. I'll tell him everything that's going on here, and tell him that I've failed his expectations and failed to manage the castle well. ”

Muros said in a hoarse, faint voice. He and Virgil were also close friends, and he and Virgil were the lord's right-hand men before Rhodes left Blackhammer Castle. If even Virgil can't be trusted, then there is no one in the castle to trust. Fortunately, Virgil had not broken his oath, and when he became a knight at the age of eighteen, he swore allegiance to the Lord of Blackhammer. And Virgil's ancestors were loyal to the Lord of Blackhammer Castle in this way. Generations after generations of knights at Blackhammer were few knights, and Virgil was one of them, and he was often proud of it.

"Write it, it's time for the lord to know. What to do, let him decide. ”

Virgil was relieved. In the past two years, he has seen Muros, who was already not in good health, become weaker. He even needs help when he walks. If this state of affairs continues, Virgil is really worried that Muros will last a few years?