Duke Berrion Marcherus is assassinated at home!

This almost terrifying news was like a violent wind passing through the sky over the city of Turin, and it was beyond everyone's imagination - as the Lord of the Seals, the Duke of Berrion, who is directly related to the royal family of Marcherus, would encounter an assassin in his own home, and his life and death are still uncertain to this day?!

Only the next morning, the news reached the ears of everyone, and many of the nobles who were still asleep were directly awakened by the terrible news, and His Majesty Horace, who had also not been able to sleep peacefully, immediately rang the bell on the hill of Marcherus and summoned all the ministers of the Imperial Council.

Not many people know what this sudden meeting was for, but according to several of the palace attendants, His Majesty Horace angrily smashed a valuable glass long-necked gallbladder bottle. For more than ten years, Horace, who has never been overly ostentatious and has always restrained his feelings, is the first time that he has become angry to such a point.

At noon, the Minister of the Interior, Holard Minest, suddenly declared martial law in the city of Turin, and all the soldiers of the Garrison Corps of the capital took to the streets and began to patrol day and night, and light cavalry could be seen in almost any street in the western district, and the royal palace guards appeared on the hills of Marchelus.

At the same time, the Knights of the Sacred Tree took over the defense of all the city walls in the entire Dongcheng District, and more than 500 soldiers and half of the Knights of the Sacred Tree in the capital joined the scope of the supervision work, and began to search all the areas full of invisible dangers one by one.

Gangsters, thieves, outsiders...... One by one, the rats that lurked in the shadows of the city of Turin were caught, and for a time all the prisons began to be overcrowded, and there were even many conflicts in the city of Turin. Bows and crossbows are not allowed. But this time the Turin army had no scruples at all. Don't hesitate to slaughter all those who dare to resist!

In the midst of this turmoil, the news of the closure of the obscure café in Dongcheng District was attacked by mobs, and then it was completely drowned out...... In the face of such a shocking event, even a few more corpses and bloodshed could not attract any excessive attention.

In order to catch the rats who tried to provoke the majesty of the House of Marchelus, His Majesty Horace finally revealed his cold-blooded side as a monarch - even the most merciful king could not bear the provocation of any rebel, and threatened the lives of important members of the family. The only fate that awaits him is death.

No matter what the means, whether the innocent are injured or not, the murderer who tried to murder the Markaeus family must be caught, and for no reason, the dignity and authority of the king cannot bear to be tarnished in the slightest!

And this time, the will of His Majesty Horace was approved by almost all the nobles—evidently no one doubted that the man who could have planned such a terrible act must have been a man of great power, or a gentleman of unimaginable measure. But since the other party is trying to break the long-standing unspoken rules. Even to the detriment of everyone's interests, then he will have to pay the price.

Meanwhile. There is also an endless stream of nobles who visit the Duke of Berion's mansion every day on the pretext of visiting his illness, after all, Berrion is the leader of the Turin aristocracy, and he is also the only powerful person who can fight against those provincial lords and nobles, once he really dies, it will be difficult to find a leader of such power.

I'm afraid the Duke is hiding in his house now, looking at the nobles outside who are squeezing their heads to look at him, and a smile appears on Edward's lips as he walks down a dilapidated street, as if he has seen the triumphant expression on Barrion's face.

Now it seems that the Duke had probably decided to do so when he woke up the previous night, and that it was only a pretense to try to get out of his own advice.

"What are you thinking?" Marco Tasker's voice came from the front, causing Edward to frown slightly, and the silver-haired wizard walking in front had already stopped, turned around and held a small pipe to his mouth: "We have arrived." ”

"When did you get this little hobby?" Edward, who was a little disgusted, dodged the drifting "smoke" and looked around—the dilapidated house, a corpse lying on the ground, the dirt and the stench in the air, no different from all the alleys of the East Quarter, "Where is the evidence for you?"

"The proof is in front of your eyes, my honorable Lord Edward. Marco took a beautiful puff of his pipe, and the elegant arc rose from the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the corpses of the dead soldiers on the ground: "It's all here." ”

"As you commanded, the entire Blood Banner Brotherhood is searching for the group of Assassins you encountered last night, and that's all you found today. Marco walked over and kicked at the corpse: "This soldier has just died, not long ago, it must have been shortly in the morning, he walked alone into this dilapidated alley, found this house that was about to collapse, and then died here without even making a sound." ”

"What a brave and good soldier, it's a shame to die like this. Marco had an extremely "cute" smile on his face, and took out a black crossbow arrow from his clothes and handed it to Edward: "And this is the thing that killed him, do you think it looks familiar?"

Of course it's familiar...... Edward gently pinched the shaft of the crossbow bolt and took it, his dark eyes sweeping over it—the bolt was exactly the same as the murder weapon that had nearly shot himself into a hedgehog last night.

In other words, the Assassins were here this morning, and they may even be their original stronghold!

Edward's gaze turned to the corpse that had fallen to the ground, with a bloody hole in his brow that had been pulled out of the arrow, and a look of surprise that was evidently frightened.

"I searched it, and there was nothing in this dilapidated house, apparently just a temporary stronghold for them. Not far from here is Spear Street, and there are not many people living here. Marco, smoking a pipe, continued: "I don't know exactly where they went, but apparently they have escaped. ”

"It's a shame, if this soldier can escape, we can get more information, and that's all for now. The silver-haired wizard shook his head and sighed, "But we've caught their tails, and we should have a chance to get more information—though I seriously doubt that these Assassins will actually be able to dig something up." ”

"No, this soldier has given us enough information. A smug smile appeared on Edward's face, "And he really deserves to die, but it's just that he didn't die at the right time." ”

"What do you mean?"

"How did an ordinary guard show up here alone? If we're on patrol we should see more corpses, the Assassins won't leave any witnesses alive, there's no one living here, there's no second corpse or bloodstain found, so we won't be sneaking in to see another person. Edward threw the bolt to Marco: "This soldier is an inner ghost, and he has come to secretly tell the assassins to leave quickly." ”

"But if that's the case, why did they kill him?" the confused Marco took off his pipe and tilted his head and asked, "If this man is really an inner ghost?"

"So this event is much more complicated than we thought. Edward also frowned: "At least from the look on this soldier's face, he didn't know that he was going to be killed." ”

"Maybe he thought he was going to get a reward. Marco couldn't help but tease more, and then his eyes lit up: "Wait, I see what you mean!"

"Go on, Marco Tasker. Edward nodded in satisfaction and walked over to snuff out the silver-haired wizard's pipe, "I hope you can really show enough loyalty." (To be continued......)

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