Chapter 416: Viscount: My Fault? (2/3)

"Damn it!" After a period of greetings, Viscount Grant closed the communication with the Cliff Elder, gritted his teeth and said, "Is there really nothing good about it lately?" ”

"Patrick's idiot and his nephew are fine, and it's understandable that Labor is mad for his son (Baron Ryan), why is it that even my knights are so unlucky?"

"Is it me? Or is it true that this place in Nanling is not lucky? ”

Knowing that Ian was safe couldn't contain his anger, because Ian was indeed injured, and the hints of the Cliff Elder were all showing that the attacker's background was extraordinary, and his strength could not be underestimated, and it was even likely that a second-level nobleman with a rather prominent identity had hidden his identity.

And the second energy level of the entire South Ridge, he Ayrs Grant recognizes it all!

Don't give him face, do you? In addition to worrying about Ian, this is also what makes Viscount Grant the most angry.

Be. Yes.

In Port Harrison, there is a rumor.

That is, Viscount Grant is a courtesan of the nobles of Southridge, and there is no nobleman he does not recognize.

- Here it must be clarified that this is not a rumor.

Viscount Grant did know all the nobles in Southridge. Of course, the knight doesn't know everything, but he must be very familiar with some relatively strong ones with the potential to advance to the second energy level.

As for the reason, of course, it's not some kind of courtesan to joke about...... Simply because he is the owner of one of the few foreign trade ports in Nanling.

Nauman City is essentially a military port city, with the South China Sea Fleet of the 19th Army stationed mainly - as we all know, military ports and commercial ports are different, although there are large ports that take care of both, but Nauman City is not.

Most of Naumman's maritime trade is transited through its small southern port 'Sandalwood Harbour', and the long coastline between Nauman City and Sandalwood Port is dotted with a variety of small fishing villages, gathering places and trading centers, making it a very mature trading hub.

However, these ports and commercial centers are too mature to have the same advantages as Harrison Port.

They are difficult to smuggle.

The Nanling Province has not been fully developed, and Harrison Port is even more sky-high and far away, and no one cares about it at all, and many of the goods that the empire strictly exports or imports can be transshipped and traded in Harrison Port.

Just as every time Baron Ryan secretly hid the glow grass in the past, it was actually smuggled to the outside through Port Harrison, how many of the nobles in Southridge could resist this kind of profiteering and unregulated feeling?

In the six years since Harrison's victory over the natives, Viscount Grant has greatly expanded his social circle and built a secret smuggling center centered on Harrison Port, where basically all the nobles and powerful chambers of commerce are involved.

In addition, there are not many nobles in Nanling who can be named seriously, so it is not surprising that Viscount Grant knows everyone well.

As the elder of the mountain people, the elder of the dragon god sacrifice in the past, the elder of the cliff is also familiar with Viscount Grant, and the two sides have a long-term trade contract for Warcraft materials and ores.

So when the Viscount learned that Ian was with the mountain people, he was quite relieved.

Worship the Dragon?

Please, let's not mention that the danger of the Dragon Worship Sect is pitiful when there is no such thing as the remains of the ancient dragon, even if it really exists, what does it have to do with him.

They love to blow up in the Baisen Mountains, just blow up inside, Nanling is not the Quedo Plain in the east, tens of thousands of people will die in an earthquake, and in a place like Nanling, where there are more demonic beasts than people, a few mountains will not be able to hit people's heads.

"Who attacked Ian?"

After the anger subsided, Viscount Grant was also thinking about this question: "Lapole died strangely, and the white fog said that he may have died in the fight with the section chief of the Gnosis Academy, but I am not dreaming, how can there be such a coincidental thing." ”

"There must be a group of people behind this, who have killed the Gnostic Institute and Lapol, and even want to kill Ian...... Who will it be? is so ferocious, Flying Flame Land probably doesn't dare to be so crazy. ”

Turning his head and looking north, the Viscount stared in the direction of Nauman City, deep in thought: "Do you want Ian to come back......"

He shook his head: "Forget it, tell Pude the news first, so as not to upset him." ”

And in Viscount Grant's heart, Elder Pudde, who must have been upset by what happened to Ian at the moment, is now accompanying Ellan to watch the ants.

Lose sleep over something?

A prophet, what is there to worry about.

"Brother, now, I'm very happy."

While watching the ants carry the fallen leaves on the ground, Elan said happily to the old man beside him: "It's like it's like the plan is completed, so happy." ”

“…… Hum...... I knew how he could have been attacked. ”

Elder Pud knew that Ian was a prophet. If other people knew about Ian's sneak attack, they would be a little worried about whether Ian would be too proud to ignore the strength of the enemy.

Then his old man is 100% aware that Ian definitely has the spare time to deal with this matter, so he will meddle in this matter.

The question is, what exactly is Ian going to do?

Elder Pud had also heard about Nauman City and the Cult of the Dragons, and he didn't quite believe that Ian wasn't going to get involved...... This kid definitely planned to make some big news, so he deliberately pretended to be attacked!

"Do you want Qingchao to come over and help Ian?"

Rubbing Elan's little head, Elder Pud pondered for a while and slowly shook his head: "No, a first-level peak can't help Ian too much...... But if you stay in Port Harrison, it's a formidable force. ”

"What's more, now is the critical time......"

"The Great Shaman is dead, the Redwoods are in disarray, and Ayers is fighting with the Marquis of Barton over the matter of the Great Labyrinth, so it's a good time to try to get the foresight of Futaba."

It's not just Port Harrison.

The day after Ian's attack, at noon, inside Nauman City.

In the Governor's Mansion of Southridge, a man in armor, a long sword at his waist, and a dark brown tendril on his chin was on the balcony, looking up at the scorching sun overhead, staring intently.

Under the scorching sun, the invisible water vapor in the sea rises in the distance, and will eventually turn into a violent wind and rain towards the South Ridge.

Although the city was clear at the moment, in his eyes, he could already see the heavy rain pouring down two hours later, and the thunder bursting and splitting from the dark clouds.

The man looked like a middle-aged man, but his posture was old, and his once resolute face now looked even kind, and when he removed his equipment and dyed his hair white, he looked like an old man who would feed pigeons with bread crumbs in a remote corner of the city.

Barton Henriel, Governor of Southridge Province, Marquis of the Frontier, former Knight of the Imperial Majesty, Captain of Intelligence of the Knights of the Patrol, Imperial Lieutenant General. This series of titles did not bring him a sense of security, only the armor on his body, the sword at his waist, and the strength in his body could allow the old man, who was nearly eighty years old, to sit down and drink tea with peace of mind.

It's just that now, the situation in Nauman City, even if he sits in the Aether Armament, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat half a biscuit.

"General, we have not traced the forces that attacked the guide knights, and there are too few clues to catch traces."

The sound of metal stomping on the stone brick floor sounded, and the magnetic knight Chris came with the report, he first saluted the old man, and then reported: "The clues collected so far indicate that this mysterious force is related to the Gnostic Academy. ”

"They're here for the Gnostic House and Baron Ryan, and they want to kill the Guide Knight who seems to have some information."

"Now, there is suspicion in the regiment...... The other party may be a big man in the imperial capital...... Private organizations. ”

The Magneto-Optical Knight's report was decent, and for those who don't know the undercurrents behind everything, the results are quite clear.

As for the fact that the other party is from the imperial capital, it is not big news.

After all, in this day and age, in addition to the group of dignitaries and nobles in the imperial capital, as well as the important departments calculated by the dozen, which local nobles can reach out to the border provinces outside their own territory?

Duke Thorin may be counted as one, but he is now overwhelmed by the Flying Flame Land, and he obviously can't take care of it.

"Hmm." The Marquis of Barton snorted softly at this result, he was still staring at the sky, and he didn't seem to care about his knight's report.

However, the Magneto-Knight still recounted the latest information in a respectful and orderly manner: "The Guide Knight fortunately escaped and did not die, but he was kidnapped by the Dragon Worship Sect again. Now the Cult of the Dragons asks us to release the members of the Cult of the Canaan Moore Cult that we captured the other day in exchange. ”

"General, look ......"

Lewen