"Why is this happening? Didn't I specifically explain to you? The alert level must be extended to five miles away" The torch-lit corridor, the fat man walked hurriedly, this is the resting place of Fort Julillefor, a deserted manor on the coast of Normandy, from here you can overlook the glorious sunrise on the sea, the scenery is very beautiful, outside the manor, there is only one road passable, there is a drawbridge outside, ten steps and one post in the manor, five steps and one sentry, The guards of an entire squadron let even a mosquito fly over the manor, and it would be watched by at least three pairs of eyes, but it was under this kind of strict vigilance that Fort Julillsford, who lived in seclusion, was attacked by assassins in his study!"It was the negligence of our subordinates, we didn't expect the other party to be able to climb up from the sea cliff behind the manor!" The captain of the guard squadron in charge of the manor's guard, Hassentir, followed closely behind the fat man, and described the assassination situation at that time with a pale face, Hassentir was an experienced guard officer, solid and cautious, known as a warden among the guards squadron leader, and was a first-class trace tracing expert "Climbed up from the sea cliff? are you sure?" The fat man stopped, and the light of the torch shone on his face, looking uncertain,

He knew that the place that Hassentir was talking about, just under the window of the manor's study, was a steep cliff 100 meters high, covered with green moss, which was impossible to climb, and even a fat man thought he could not do such an impossible thing. "Yes, it was Lord Juliersfort himself, he said that the assassin jumped in through the window, and his subordinates went down to check it, and under the window of the study where he jumped in was a hundred-meter-high cliff!"

"Did any of us see the Assassin?" the fat man began to move forward, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"No, our men heard the fighting, and when they arrived, they saw Lord Julilsfort leaning against the corner of the wall with his stabbed abdomen!" Hassentier replied in a cold sweat, "Lord Julilsforberg said that the assassin was also injured, and I immediately ordered the area within five miles of the manor to be cordoned off, but nothing was found."

"In other words, our people didn't see the Assassin!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hasentier replied with a bowed head

"How is Miss Juliel Straissa doing?" the fat man pondered for a moment, and then shifted his gaze, it was so weird, this was not nonsense! The whole incident was Juliersforg's one-sided statement, who knows if it is true or not? Could it be that Julilsforburg felt that his posture of pretending to be sick could not completely dispel the other party's concerns, and simply played self-harm? Well, there is such a possibility!" Miss Juliel Straissa was very anxious, and in order to prevent the assassins from coming again, Miss Juliel Strissa held a weapon in her hand and personally guarded Lord Julilsforgburg for a day and a night!" Hasentier replied with an excited expression, "Nonsense!"

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly, he had already decided that this was a bitter trick by Julilsford. Presumably, Juliel Strissa didn't know anything about this, so she expressed that she was so close to the real situation, and it is estimated that the barbarian girl was also frightened, and the father and daughter were connected. Although Julilsford is known as the butcher of the northwest, he is indeed very tolerant of this unruly daughter, holding it like a pearl in the palm of his hand.

At the end of the hallway. Twenty heavily armed black-armored guards stood in four groups in the middle and at the end of the corridor, with patrols coming and going. "Your Majesty" saw the fat man, everyone knelt down on one knee neatly, put their right hand on their chest and saluted, "Get up!" The fat man nodded and walked to the room where Julilsfort was recuperating, in the room, there was a strong smell of herbs, Julilsforg, who had not been seen for many days, was wearing a white bandage on his abdomen, and he was half leaning on the bed in a very poor spirit, and the wound on his abdomen was still oozing blood, so that the fat man had to admire the courage of Old Fort to do it to himself, "You are here!" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Julill Sfordburg, who was in poor spirits, looked at the fat man, with a pair of dark black panda eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a wry smile full of helplessness at the fat man.

In that way, it was worse than crying, "Can you do me a favor? Hurry up and get this girl back to sleep!" If this continues, I will definitely become the first Imperial general to hang up because of lack of sleep" Julilsford's voice was like a torn bellows

At the bedside of Old Fort Castle, Juliel Stresa, dressed in an iron sheet hunter suit, was lying on the bed bar and falling into a deep sleep, braiding hundreds of braided hair, hanging down from the pretty and delicate face like a painting, her delicate eyes were closed, and there was a trace of worry in the corners of her eyes, the fat man took a deep breath, but I didn't expect the unruly girl who fell asleep, and there was a rare breath of pity that I saw, but there was a trace of crystal clear hara hanging at the corner of the slightly grinning mouth, which somewhat destroyed this beautiful atmosphere

"This girl!" the fat man shook his head speechlessly, "Is someone not taking care of it?" The fat man looked at Old Fort and glanced at the bleeding wound, and said knowingly, Julils Forberg winked at him, as if to say, you take the girl away first

"Go down and rest, I'm here!" the fat man shook with his hand to wake up the sleeping brute girl, let her go down to rest, and then sat alone opposite Julilsford Castle

"Can you sue me, what's going on?" the fat man's tone was a little annoyed, "The feeling of slashing yourself must be very uncomfortable!"

"From the beginning, I didn't think that this method could hide from you!" Sure enough, Julil Sfordburg, who was lying on the bed, smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, made a gesture of slashing on his abdomen with his hand, and said to himself, "This knife is really painful, my own hands are measured, and I can't hurt important internal organs, at most, I will cultivate for a few months, but what hurts me the most is not this, but this!" Julils Fort struggled to take out a letter from under the pillow, picked it up with one hand, seemed to pull the wound, and gritted his teeth in pain, "Is this ......?" The fat man took the letter, read it carefully, his face changed slightly, and he immediately understood why Old Forberg was angry with himself,

This is a letter of command from the Gallic Empire,

The Fifth Army of the Empire, which was originally in charge of the northwest region, was suddenly transferred to the south to fight against the Gangfei Empire this time!

Isn't this a pitfall, withdrawing the Fifth Army of the Reich stationed in the Slavic region, all the efforts of Old Fort in the northwest will be in vain immediately, and the Julils family, after losing the northwest half, will also lose the Slavic region that they have been fighting for decades.

Typical Kill Away!

In the face of such an order, there is probably only one way to assassinate, which can be delayed temporarily, but no one can know how long it can be delayed! (To be continued......