Berrion Marcherus?!

Kayla, who was hiding behind the wall, was immediately startled when she heard this name, and her originally confused face was only shocked and frightened, lying on the wall of the secret passage with a pale face, biting her lip tightly, not even daring to breathe, she could even hear her own heartbeat in a panic.

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How did the Duke know about this place, and why did he come to arrest Marco, could it be that Cortés's matter was discovered, or ...... Kayla's mind was full of cranky thoughts, each of which was more terrifying, and although she kept trying to restrain herself, the rapid heartbeat could only make her unable to even pretend to be calm.

Although she is not familiar with the Duke of Berion, Kayla at least knows that the other party is the younger brother of His Majesty the King, who once became the sovereign of Turin only half a step away, and even now he is the minister of the seal above ten thousand people under one person, and the power is definitely not something that ordinary people like herself can face.

After spending a lot of time with Marco, Kayla knew a little bit about the affairs between these magnates, but not as ignorant as most people. But it is precisely because of this half-understanding that I feel more and more the horror of this duke - there are tens of thousands of alien races who have held military power, conquered and killed, and is a real ruler!

The more she thought about it like this, the more Kayla couldn't help but worry about Marco who was still outside, and leaned on the wall tightly, her tense heartstrings didn't even dare to relax for a moment, and tried her best to suppress the idea of protecting Marco - rushing out at this time could only hurt him, in front of the duke. A small commoner of his own will not be much more "noble" than an ant.

"Radiant Cross. Please bless that shameless bastard......" Kayla, disheveled, fell to her knees in a puddle. Helplessly praying.

But at the same time, Marco, who was standing in front of the duke, couldn't see even a trace of panic on his face, only a flattering smile and "flattered": "My honorable Duke of Barrion, I didn't expect you to deign to come to such a place for my little wizard, and allow me to offer my most sincere apology!"

"Put away your look, Marco Tasker - you and I know you're all pretending, and the thought of it makes me sick to the point of unbearability. A sneering Berion put his hands behind his back, and the knight of the guard standing on either side of him remained motionless as if they were sculptures. Waiting for the Duke's orders.

"Besides, I didn't come to you specifically - just by the way, and you don't have to think too much of yourself. As he spoke, Berion took two steps forward and found a chair to sit down, and looked proudly at the silver-haired wizard who was still nodding his head: "So I advise you to be normal, disrespecting the royal family in Turin should be a crime that can be beheaded on the spot." ”

Almost as soon as his words fell, one of the knights of the guard drew his sword, slashed through the air with a silver steel blade, slicing the wand in Marco's hand in two, and then stopped at his neck. The broken sawdust tore a cut in his cheek. The red blood stained the silver hair vividly.

"So...... What can I do for you?" the silver-haired wizard squinted and smiled, even though the wound was still bleeding. It's hard to feel any threat from a lowly appearance: "As long as you can do it, you will do your best!"

"Really?" the Duke of Barrion smiled playfully, not taking Marco Tasker's words seriously, "But you guessed one thing, Your Excellency Marco Tasker, I am very interested in you - not only you, but also the man standing behind you. ”

Hearing this, both Marco and Kayla, who was hiding in the secret passage, stood on top at the same time!

A drop of cold sweat fell from the silver-haired wizard's forehead, the pain from the wound was mixed with blood, and his cheeks seemed to tremble slightly unconsciously: "Can you tell me what is the reason for this humble wizard?"

"Is that you, or the Viscount Edward Witwood?" the chuckling Berrion had a hint of contempt in his eyes, "I guess you both want to know, right, it's okay - Brother Horace is not in good health today, there is no royal council, we have time to chat." ”

Marco breathed a sigh of relief in his heart—he almost thought Kayla had been discovered. But then that heartstring was tightened again. Even the Marquis of Holard Minest was not aware of this, and the Duke of Berrion was actually ......

However, it was not clear how much the other party had in his possession, and Marco did not dare to act rashly - in any case, the Duke of Berrion must have collected a great deal of things, and he was almost completely unaware of it...... It's amazing.

"Why do you think I'm related to Viscount Edward Witwood?" Seeing the other man's smug expression, Marco laughed twice, "You know, he's a big man who is about to become the lord of Fort Hague, and I'm just a poor man who has just taken back the title of wizard." ”

"Good. Duke Berion's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's too boring to admit it so quickly, Lord Marco Tasker - can you explain how you knew that Edward was about to become Lord of The Hague Castle?

"Uh, this ......"

"I know a lot of things, such as your wizard's necklace and ring, which the Lord Edward entrusted you to help you get back, and I guess you joined forces a long time ago, for example, when he first came to Turin City, right?

"You've been delivering information to Edward, helping him gather all the things that are happening in the streets of Turin - what a genius, and such a brilliant talent has been wasted in the midst of an ancient family in decline. The Duke of Barrion sighed softly, as if he was really sad: "And it's still so without a trace-if it weren't for the fact that I happened to be in Rose Glass last night, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy to catch you." ”

"What are you looking for me for?" Marco finally said - not for the first time, but the feeling of being pressed on the head by someone else was still extremely uncomfortable: "Maybe you can be more direct?"

"What am I going to do?" "What am I going to do?" Berion smiled slightly, then stood up proudly with his hands spread out, and looked down at Marco who was bent down with contempt: "Please tell that Viscount Edward Witwood - don't forget that he was able to get the title of Lord of Fort Horn from the Mineste family because of who helped him behind his back, and to whom he should be loyal to him!"

"As for you, Your Excellency Marco Tasker, I have heard the President of the Guild speak of you as an alchemist, and I admire you for your mechanical skills and ignition agents that are second to none in the entire Guild. "If you have any idea of leaving that Viscount Edward, you may wish to consider working for me - no matter the remuneration or the treatment, there will be absolutely no debt in the slightest!"

"I've got a lot more to offer than your 'little buddy', and if you really want to, I can even restore the Tasker family to its former glory and regain access to the throne hall if you're truly loyal to me. ”

"You are truly generous, Lord Duke. Marco lowered his head and smiled awkwardly: "Please allow me to think about it a little longer, maybe I can figure it out." ”

"I hope so. Barrion beckoned to both sides, and the two knights of the guard left the room as if nothing had happened, but the duke, who was just about to leave, stopped at the door and laughed playfully.

"By the way, Lord Marco Tasker, I think you can get the beautiful lady hiding in the secret passage to come out quickly—it's early summer, and it's easy to catch a cold without clothes. ”

After that, he didn't look at Mark's completely stupid expression, and turned to leave. (To be continued......)

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