In March 1257, in a mysterious continent, in the middle of the night.

It, an ancient castle and the palatial town of "Uxhall", stands on the continent at the moment.

At a glance, the city walls, stables and other facilities are perfectly maintained. A sense of solidity and calmness arises spontaneously.

It is a prosperous scene, above the square, the lights are bright and bright, and the flow of people is surging. In the bazaar, there are countless kinds of goods.

But the hall of the lord was extremely silent, and at this time, a young man in his prime, holding a Germanic war sword, suddenly stabbed at the old man in front of him!

The old man, known as Count Nader. In the current impregnable town, he is a veritable current lord.

Years of war, and frequent injuries, made the old man terminally ill and dying, weak and collapsed in bed, and could only be slaughtered.

A few sudden swords resulted in the old man's life......

The bony chest had been pierced, and the living heart was exposed to the air, beating weakly.

The second blow that followed pierced his throat alive, and the throat was torn apart.

"May you be well in Hell, Father."

The young man was expressionless, and drew his sword back into its sheath. The head rolled to the ground as the sword was drawn.

A headless body with a river of blood flowing, never moving, just waiting to be broken and ashes.

Next, the boy left in secret, and walked to the door of the bedroom on the other side.

It was the boy's younger brother, and Draxle was asleep.

"My good brother......"

He quietly opened the lock with the key he had prepared, and "returned the blood-stained sword" to its original owner, lying quietly on one side.

The whole town knew that the younger brother was the only one who possessed this particular Germanic sword.

My brother thought so in his heart, the accusation of assassination is undoubtedly a certainty on your head.

【New Mission】

[You have been framed by your brother, please deal with this matter as soon as possible. 】

[Current character status: Draxel, level 30, strength 20, agility 20, wisdom 20, charisma 20.] 】

[Comment: Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, you really sleep like a dead pig, and you don't know if someone is coming.] 】

The next morning, as the sun rises, dissipating the cold of the previous night and bringing hope and warmth to the continent, Lady Bena returns.

She is the legal wife of the old man who died tragically last night, the mistress of Uxhall.

The guard standing guard at the door, a young man with excellent eyesight, recognized Lady Bena at a glance.

"Good morning, honorable lady Bena, and please hurry back to the castle hall, your husband is ......"

"What's wrong with him?"

Seeing the way the guards were about to speak and stopped, Bena couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in her heart.

She had been gone for a few days, to the village of Uxhall, which was the domain of her eldest son.

And she went to wipe her ass for the crime committed by her eldest son.

"Our lord, Count Nader, was assassinated last night."

Bena couldn't believe her ears, her body staggered, and she almost fell off her horse.

"It can't be, my two sons! What were they doing last night! ”

Disbelief and overwhelm came to her heart, and she didn't know what to do, so she had to hurry back to the castle hall first.

In the hall, the brother of the real murderer and his younger brother Drassell were arguing with an unprecedented intensity.

"Damn it! TMD, you did it! In our family, only your Germanic sword can cut through that jagged wound, and now your sword still smells of blood! I advise you to admit it as soon as possible! ”

He had repeated these words thousands of times last night, and now he said it was called a flowing water, splashing dirty water with extremely smooth splashing.

"Brother, I've said it thousands of times! I didn't, I didn't kill my father. But you bullied the young girl and the young woman, this filthy thing caused the mother to run around outside and lose the face of our family! For this reason, my father was disgusted with you and wanted to give me the inheritance, so you became angry and killed my father and framed me! ”

Hearing Draxle's reply, the elder brother not only did not look like a thief at all, but instead showed a ghostly smile and said, "Oh God, this is really funny, planting? What about the evidence? ”

Seeing that the more noisy and fierce it became, the two of them were about to slap the table and get up, fists and feet facing each other.

At the last moment, her mother Bena arrived in time to settle the dispute between the two for the time being.

After inquiring about the situation, she was also helpless and hesitant.

In fact, now she is not heartbroken because of the death of her husband.

Because of this feudal hereditary system, women have a low social status and have no right to speak, and their husbands in life are just using themselves as reproductive machines to vent.

And his younger brother Drasel was very annoyed, comparable to the scene of Dou E's unjust death. Unlike in modern society, installing a camera? Surveillance room replay? Investigating fingerprints? No way.

According to the laws of their kingdom, after the death of the father, the son inherited the title as a matter of course.

The rivalry between him and his brother is inevitable sooner or later. This well-planned assassination and planting case is really a big rebellion.

It is precisely because of the infinite desire for power, the open and secret struggle of politics, and the continuous accumulation of wealth that this continent has existed to this day.

Soon, the paper could not contain the fire, and the assassination that had occurred in the town reached the central capital of the country.

The name of the country was Svadia, and the king of Svadia, Haraus X, knew about it.

"The real culprit will not be able to be found for a while, and the evidence will be difficult to find, but the lord's position cannot be vacant. In this case, a real sword duel will be arranged in three days, and the one who survives will be the new owner of the town. I'll be there and watch the duel in person. ”

The king's decision, passed through the Scout Starry Night, reached the town of Uxhall.

Draxel had long expected that the royal family would be such a simple and crude arrangement, and he also knew his brother's true strength through the golden finger system in advance.

[Brother, level 20, strength 15, agility 12, wisdom 10, charisma 15.] 】

[Sword Weapon Proficiency: 120]

[Evaluation: I think you can give him a good beating, and by the way, make yourself famous in this area.] 】

Drasseur's sword proficiency has exceeded 150, and there is no suspense in this duel.

He smiled knowingly and communicated with the system: My garbage brother doesn't even have a name, I'm afraid I'm going to get a boxed lunch in the next chapter.

[Maybe you're the one who gets the lunch, so please keep playing.] 】

Is NMD joking with me? On weekdays, I am humble and tolerant of my brother, pretending that I can't beat him, he mistakenly thinks that his swordsmanship is more superb than mine, look at me and slap him in the face!