Count Jurst didn't know how many years he hadn't been to Northport.

Fifty years? A hundred years? Or two hundred years?

As a traditional blood clan, Yurst almost never left his castle, and the last time he moved his ass was when he was defeated in the Lilac War and had to retreat to the countryside from Belen, the royal capital of the Falling Star.

Looking at the bustling port in front of him, which was almost congested, and at the continuous water building complex, even if he had already prepared in his heart, this Blood Count couldn't help but be in a trance, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It is said that Castel is the richest territory in the north, and when I look at it today, it really deserves its name!"

"No wonder the Elders are reluctant to give up Castel, such a prosperous place is rare even in the falling stars......"

It takes huge sums of money to wage war.

Although the blood clan relies on its long lifespan and the general life of the Tuntun rat so that they have never been short of money, even if they are hard gangsters, they can rely on time to become rich, but many of the family property of the Ness clan have long been defeated in the Lilac War.

The Elders do have a reason not to give up on Castre, and in the past few years, just by indirectly infiltrating the Castel silver mines, the Ness clan has gained a considerable amount of wealth, and has even created a large number of enchanted equipment.

Count Jurst believed that if he completely controlled Castel, the success of regaining control of the Returning Star Kingdom would surely increase.

Thinking of this, Jurst had a little headache and nervousness.

A mysterious deity has emerged behind the scenes, and all the plans of the Ness clan have been disrupted, and the possibility of controlling the Northland has been almost lost.

To be honest, as one of the leaders of the Returning Star Project, he really didn't want to come to Beigang at this juncture to face a strange god.

But who made the hierarchy of the blood clan so strict.

A higher title means absolute power, and as a descendant of Duke Yoroc's subordinates, he has no possibility of refusing, so he can only bite the bullet.

"Lord Earl, we are getting ready to go ashore."

The captain's respectful voice woke Jurst from his musings.

Unlike Count Jurst, the captain of the Carrick galleon was not of Ness blood, but a retainer of their outer blood servants.

Jurst nodded, suppressed the apprehension in his heart, and said:

"Well, let's get ready to go ashore."

The Karrick sailboat had a deep draft, and the port in the North Harbour was so busy and crowded that the ships had to be parked in the harbor, and those who disembarked had to go ashore in small boats.

Because of the existence of the Divine Royal Court, the identity of the blood clan cannot be put on the bright side, and this time their identity on the bright side is a noble caravan from the Falling Star Kingdom.

Count Jurst ordered the Bloods to fly the caravan banner and sail the boat towards the docks.

The docks were even more lively, full of countless heads, wagons, caravans, mercenaries, sailors...... Bustling.

Jurst and his party did not attract much attention.

After registering their identities at the dock's registration office in a low-key manner, they went straight to the Ness Clan's underground station in Northport, a tavern on the Esplanade.

"Lord Earl, welcome to Northport, it's been a hard journey."

The tavernkeeper, who had already received the news, respectfully saluted Count Jurst.

"Prepare three suitable carriages for us, and tonight we are going to visit the Earl of Castel at the Earl's Court."

"Remember, the style of the carriage should be solemn but not too dull, low-key and restrained, but not too plain."

Count Jurst ordered casually.

As a blood clan, he has always had high requirements for travel conditions, especially this time when he is going to visit the master of the Northland, he also attaches more importance than ever.

"Okay, Lord Earl, you can rest for a while, and I'll get ready."

The tavern owner said respectfully.

Looking at the haggard-faced boss and the empty tavern, Count Jurst moved in his heart and frowned slightly:

"Are you the only one left in the clan?"

The tavernkeeper smiled wryly:

"Lord Earl, since Count Castel began to review the bloodlines in his realm, our people have either been evacuated or captured, and now I am left here."

Count Jurst was a little surprised:

"Castel is moving so fast?"

The tavernkeeper sighed:

"Yes, Count Castel has a much stronger grip on the realm than we think, especially ...... She seems to have a special channel to investigate our identities, and many of us were arrested by the city guards before they could evacuate. ”

Count Jurst immediately paused.

He couldn't help but glance at the tavern owner again, and suddenly said:

"Do you mean to say that, apart from the last station and you, the other organizations that the clan has secretly operated in Beigang all these years have all been wiped out? Even those outside organizations that were not involved in the infiltration of Castel? ”

"Yes, all of them were uprooted, and even all the local nobles involved were killed, and all their titles were lost, and their possessions confiscated...... Really, don't look at the young age of Earl Castell, and he is a woman, but this style of action is really fast, accurate, and ......ruthless."

The tavern owner sighed.

Count Jurst was silent, his brow furrowing.

Looking at the Lord Earl in front of him, who was suddenly lost in thought, the tavernkeeper's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Your Excellency, Lord Count...... What's wrong? ”

Count Jurst glanced at the door of the tavern, and suddenly said:

"I'm thinking...... If Count Castelle really has a special channel to investigate your identity, why hasn't this place been terminated? ”

Hearing his words, the tavern owner was stunned.

In the next second, with a rough sound of breaking the door, one by one heavily armed city guards rushed in under the leadership of the transcendent knights, and quickly wrapped all the Ness blood clans in the tavern:

"Don't move! We are the Northport Guard, and based on the review, we have reason to suspect that you are related to the Fallen Star Bloodline, and now ...... You've been arrested! ”

The tavernkeeper panicked as he watched the dozens of armored men rushing in, while the Knights who accompanied Count Jurst stood up one after another, their faces wary.

Only Jurst himself still sat there steadily, as if he had already sensed the arrival of the North Harbor Guard.

He picked up the honey wine offered by the tavern owner on the table and took a sip, then looked at the city guards surrounding everyone, and said:

"I'm Jurst, Justter Ness."

"I have come on behalf of the Ness clan to speak to His Excellency the Earl of Castel."

Listening to Count Jurst's words, the city guards looked at each other.

The knight snorted and said:

"What is Nes not Nes, I haven't heard of it, Lord Earl, you can see it if you want to?"

"All squatting with their heads in their hands, not allowed to move!"

Jurst: ......?

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