A heavy door opened in front of the fat man, revealing a deep corridor

The golden sunlight shone down from the skylight at the top of the corridor, and the eye-catching pillars of light fell vertically from the ceiling.

The entire corridor is illuminated transparently,

The nobleman in charge of the guidance hurriedly explained, "My lord, this is the famous Loric Yat corridor in the north, and those who are qualified to walk in the middle are the darlings of the gods.

The last time we set foot on this path was our great Wiki creator,

The fat man nodded, lifted his feet and walked up,

The oncoming sunlight made the fat man's whole person look like he was bathed in a sacred pillar of light.

A faint golden halo flashed above the fat man's head

This unique change made the fat man feel a little surprised,

What an amazing architectural structure!,

Somewhat similar to the design of a medieval theological temple, the dreamy effect of sunlight and beautiful lattice flowers between the windows creates a sacred effect for the interior of the building.

All the people saw this strange change,

"The crown is the crown of thorns of the king!" The hundreds of nobles standing on both sides were stunned by the halo on the fat man's head, and their eyes were bulging, and they all lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads

Legend has it that the crown of thorns forged by blood may bring ruin or glory!

In this sacred temple, it is rare to see such a miracle for thousands of years

"Long live! Long live the Grand Duke!" the six thousand Samorian cavalry outside the gate raised their swords at the same time, and let out an earth-shattering shout

"Hehe, it's just some optical phantoms!" The fat man looked at the hundreds of nobles lying on the ground, and the corners of his mouth smiled, and he didn't break it.

Heavy footsteps came from the steps outside the hall,

"Regent of the Kingdom, Grand Duke Falcon has arrived!" The roll call officer's high-pitched voice made the nobles waiting in the hall instantly raise their hearts to their throats,

The matter of the crown of thorns just now has been passed on by the attendants outside, and all the nobles of the "Grand Duke Regent" hurriedly lay on the ground,

In front of the regent of the kingdom of power and glory, no one dares to look up,

The heavy atmosphere is like a mountain, making everyone depressed and breathless,

"I'm sorry! I've kept you waiting!" the heavy footsteps stopped suddenly, and a radiant voice shattered the silence in the hall.

The fat man looked at the nobles lying on the ground around him, and let the nobles sit down first.

Then, as arranged in advance, he expressed a few words of praise for Kudan City very casually,

and an appreciation of the noble manners of the nobles, in order to appease the nobles who did not yet fully believe in Samar,

Whether you like it or not, you must show enough grace and reason,

This is how the fat man secretly said to himself,

Kudan is not the south that he completely controls,

Commercial culture has not yet become the mainstream here, and these aristocrats are still the desire of most people.

To the leader of the nobility, who was at the head of the queue, who had been brave and fearless, and scolded herself for her cruelty,

The fat man also expressed enough understanding, and even specially praised a few words

This made Madame Jelinkana tremble with excitement, and the wolf spilled wine on her long dress

She can not be afraid of the anger of the powerful and scolding the fat man, but as a nobleman, she has a natural pursuit of glory

What an honor it is to be praised by the Lord Regent of the Kingdom!

"I, Samar, will not interfere with your living habits, Kudan is still the same Kudan as before" The fat man raised a pure gold wine glass inlaid with countless precious stones from the gorgeous long table in front of him.

"Kudan is the brightest jewel in the north of Vekia! and I'm going to make it the center of the entire northern continent, I'm going to make it the second Zhivadin!

The fat man looked at the excited faces of the nobles, his sonorous words paused slightly, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone's faces,

Then he drank the rum full of wine glass in his hand and said in a loud voice

"It is said that every monarch who enters Kudan will bring a grace to Kudan, and for the glory of entering the city of Kudan and the reward of loyalty to you,

I have decided that all commercial trade in Kudan City, during this year, will not be subject to any taxes!

All expropriated aristocratic estates and lands,

Samore will compensate you at the original price!

As for the families who fled with the puppet king Stien......

I swear by this glass of wine that I will not hold them accountable if they are willing to return.

They will also be able to enjoy the favor I have just given."

"His Royal Highness the Grand Duke!" the fat man's words made all the Kudan nobles below tremble,

A few particularly excited nobles almost didn't even faint,

Aristocracy is a class,

There is always a more or less connection between the nobility, and no family can exist independently.

The fat man's promise completely dispelled everyone's concerns,

The fat man looked at the excited nobles and continued to act affectionately

"Many of my troops are Kudans, and from their tearful faces,

What I saw was their love and devotion to their homeland,

Therefore, I equally believe,

Those who were coerced by the puppet king of Stien to leave their homeland,

All sinless!

Long live His Royal Highness the Grand Duke!" The nobles raised their wine glasses excitedly, and loud shouts echoed in the hall,

The fat man, who arranged Kudan's affairs and hurriedly returned to the Keturat manor, couldn't wait to find Lidakus in the hall,

"It's been 3 days!How's the matter going!" The fat man anxiously asked Lidakus who entered the hall with the report, and Lidakus cautiously handed the carefully arranged report to the fat man's hand,

The fat man's hand slowly flipped the report, and a pair of slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a chilling light at the moment

"Yes!" Suddenly, the fat man snorted, and his slightly squinted eyes opened completely

The hand flipping the report stopped in mid-air,

"Lidarchus!The report says that Allensteen is not the old duke's own granddaughter?Is this matter investigated?" The fat man's sharp eyes were like a knife, and Lidacus felt shivers all over,

I'm really afraid of something! I know that I can't hide here!

Lidarchus, who was standing next to him, was nervous, and the fat man asked in person, Lidarchus didn't dare not answer, but he didn't dare to answer indiscriminately

He bowed his head with a hesitant face and said, "I'm sorry, my lord, because there is no detailed basis for the time being, we can't determine in a short time,

But according to the exact information coming from Chrysdor,

The news that Miss Allensteen is not the granddaughter of the old duchess of Duai came from within the Duai family!

"Inside!" the fat man stood up with a cold face, put his hands behind his back, and was silent for a while before asking, "You mean this is likely to be true?"

Such an important thing was leaked out at this critical moment, do you think the same people did it?"

"Your Excellency!" Lidarchus bowed his head, "According to the report on page six, it is said that someone stole the old duke's diary while sorting out the relics of the old duke of Duai!"

"What! what a bunch of damn guys!" the fat man's anger could not be suppressed at the moment,

According to the etiquette of the burial of nobles,

A nobleman's diary must be accompanied by the owner's coffin when he is buried.

to show that the nobles can still remember the memories of their past lives when they are dead,

The old duke's diary was stolen, and the time of burial had to be postponed again and again.

The weather in Chrysdow in June is hot,

The fat man can believe that the old duchess of Duai, whom he respects, was buried in a hurry under what embarrassing circumstances,

This is a very dishonorable thing for a great nobleman with a grand prestige.

No wonder the information of death was secretly postponed for nearly half a month, plus the distance from Chrysdo to Kudan in the north, it is normal to be a month late,

"Who's in charge of Chrysdor's garrison! I'm going to remove him! Let him go home and reclaim the land."

The fat man waved his hands angrily, roaring and almost flipping the roof, his face flashing with a chilling hideousness

"My lord, the Chrysdo area is the defense area of the 12th Banner Regiment, but the 12th Banner Regiment has been transferred to the northern front line by the adults at the beginning of June!

Lidarchus seemed to have known for a long time that the fat man would ask this question, and responded with a strange face, "Now in the Chrysdor area, we have only one local seventh squadron, and they only have more than a thousand militia ......"

"Hell!" the fat man's angry face was full of helplessness, and he slammed his fist on the table,

Although Lidarchus did not continue, the fat man could also hear the meaning,

Now Chrysdo, we don't have an army!

The one who caused this situation was the fat man himself!

Kao more than a thousand militia to maintain the order of the Claisdor,

It's just a fantasy,

The fat man glared at Lidarchus, eager to strangle the mouthy guy to death

Chrysdo is out of control! Aren't you trying to hint at me this!

The fat man waved his hand at Lidarchus and said, "You return to Chrysdorth immediately, no matter what means you use, quickly find out the current situation of Miss Allensteen, and get Hukochili, I have something important for him to do!"

"Yes, my lord!" said Lidarchus, who came out of the hall as if he had been pardoned.

"Boom!" A dull thunder rolled in the sky, and the sky, which was still blazing just now, was now covered with dark clouds, and large raindrops were caught in the wind and hit the face,

"Crackling", a silver lightning bolt streaked across the sky, illuminating the beautiful plains below

"My lord, it's going to rain!" said his assistant Luo Linze, who hurriedly stepped down from the carriage in front of him and draped his oily cloak over Lidakus

"Yes, it's raining!" Lidarchus said to himself as he walked into the carriage with the help of his assistant, looking at the white rain line falling from the sky.

I just don't know if it's rain or blood flowing on the earth this time!"

Central Vicchia, in the mountains of Khubaraban

The cool June breeze blows through the winding hills in front of you, and the green pine forests make a loud noise with the wind

The land is in summer, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere,

Mountains of various colors bloom all over the hills, and the winding Luxley Mountains stretch into the distant sky.

Since ancient times, this is a hidden mountain road connecting Hubolaban with the northern part of the kingdom.

After becoming a smuggling distribution center like Hupora,

This mountain road became the favorite route of smuggling caravans.

More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages full of smuggled goods mixed with a few ornate carriages were forced to stop on the rugged mountain roads between the mountains,

The wheels of a carriage at the front had sunk into a waterlogged pit on the side of the road because of the heavy rain of the previous days.

Several people dressed as mercenaries were pushing the carriage hard

"Come on, we must get to the town of Villas in front at noon!" the caravan leader Aite urged loudly, and from several other carriages, he called a few men to help push the carriage.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from the mountain road ahead, and a group of cavalrymen in light armor appeared at the corner of the col in front of them, and the jumping horses' hooves rolled up dust in the mountains

"Miss!!, it's the Samar cavalry!" said Aite, the butler, whispered beside a carriage, and the closed curtain of the carriage made a thin slit, revealing a fair and cold and arrogant face.

Cold and proud as snow, his long black hair hangs down on his round shoulders like a shining waterfall,

The pale plain dress could not hide her beautiful face, and it turned out to be the most beautiful woman of the Tyre family, Snow Mountain Fire Rose Tyre Nuris

"This is the first time you've walked this way!" the cavalry stopped in front of the wagon caravan, and it seemed that they could not notice any difference in this caravan!

There are a lot of invisible pits here, and it is easy to get the loaded wagon into it, do you need help?" asked the leader of the cavalry squad enthusiastically

In order to support the war in Kudan in the north, in order to encourage merchants to support the front line to the maximum,

The Samar army has ordered the complete opening of all roads to the north and west like huboras,

Whether smugglers or regular traders, the Samorish army now treats them equally

"Calm! Nothing nervous, just some ordinary cavalry patrolling the mountains!"

Tyrenuelis heard the question of the cavalry opposite, and a trace of gloom flashed on her arrogant face,

Soon regained his original calm,

This time my trip was extremely private,

It is impossible for the Samar side to know, let alone deliberately intercept himself here,

"Send them away!" Tirneulis whispered to her subordinates outside, "Kill them if necessary, and our whereabouts must not be violent!"

"Yes, Miss!" butler Aite nodded slightly, and made a secret gesture to the nervous subordinates in front of him, followed by Aite, a dozen guards dressed as mercenaries glanced at each other, and their hands were on the hilt of the sword at their waists at the same time

"I think we can pull the carriage out, so we won't bother you!" said Aite with a smile on his face and a salute to the cavalrymen

"Okay, I hope you can hurry up! This weather may be raining again" The cavalry captain also found the situation a little embarrassing, as if his kindness was completely more wasted, he looked up at the sky, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said to Aite who was smiling all over his face, "Kudan has just issued a decree that all commerce and trade will be exempted from taxes within a year, if I were you, I would go to Kudan, that is where I will make a fortune!"

"What? Kudan has already been occupied?" the cavalry captain's words made Aite's face change, and they had been secretly marching for a month, thinking that they would be able to reach Kudan under the control of Stien, but here they heard the news that made them desperate

"Occupation, no, we in Samor call it the Reconquest!" the cavalry captain seemed disgusted by the word occupation, and waved his horsewhip in the air, "Our great Grand Duke himself will take action, and those clowns of Stien are worthy of being opponents!"

"Dead fat again!" a low-pitched scolding with complicated feelings sounded in the carriage behind

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