Section 82
The status of the Twelve Kings of the North is between that of an earl and a grand duke.
As the twelve legends who defended the Chaos Randolphs to protect the North, they are honored with eternal honor. Even the king and the Grand Duke must be respectful.
But there is no eternal kingship.
In time spanning eternity, even death itself fades away.
Legends will die, and the glory of the Kings of the North lives on, but it remains to be seen whether their successors will be able to continue the legacy.
Today's twelve kings in the north, the strong ones stick to the northern fortresses, and the weak ones can only rely on the royal power.
The Reeves family is slipping. Especially after the loss of the city lord who has exchanged many benefits, it may not be long before the Reeves family will become pets attached to the royal power.
The Lawrence family, who are also the Twelve Kings of the North, have not been manipulated by fate. They have not been cursed with the withering of the population, nor have they been targeted by trickery, and they are still the presence of many nobles in the North.
According to Etilia Reeves's letter, Mars, the former patriarch of the Lawrence family, settled in Breeze.
Annan invited Francois to go with him, and the baron gladly agreed, returned to the mansion to change into a solemn black gown, and led the best horse.
However, it was still a head lower than the carriage in which Annan was riding.
The two carriages drove one after the other to the address on the letter.
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Thick brick walls of dark gray, narrow windows like lookout holes. The Laurence family's mansion resembles a war fortress, with stacked minarets like watchtowers, standing grimly on this fortress.
Even the gardens outside the mansion were overtones of cold warβthere were no colorful flowers and trees, only gray rocky groves.
Two carriages bearing the Wincht family coat of arms and the baron's coat of arms are parked outside the grey stone forest.
"I'm Baron Shameless, and this is the King of the North, Lord of Breeze City, Annan Reeves."
The servant behind the fence gate disappeared into the depths of the stone forest with the news. Annan and Francois began a long wait.
Francois waited at first in the carriage, then anxiously walked in front of the door.
Annan was much quieter, because Francois was anxious for him.
After turning to the next page, Annan raised his head and asked, "Don't Mars want to see me?" β
"Your sister said that Mars would help you, and you should not be wrong...... Francois analyzed, "either the servant is on his own initiative, or the old master is testing you." β
"Test?"
"The twelve kings of the northern realm help each other, and they are also supporting you to make an exception to become the city lord of Breeze City, so the old master of Mars is naturally on your side......"
The words were spoken by Francois, and the urgency was also made by Francois first.
"Your Excellency Annan, I can help you get some movement to get the old patriarch's attention......"
"How?"
"Take off their clothes and make them have to come out and settle it."
"It's not a good time for you to show your personal fetishes......"
After about thirty minutes, Francois, who was standing under the tree and squatting up to exercise, stopped, came to the carriage with anticipation, and looked at the figure coming behind the fence gate.
It was an elderly maid, dressed in a gray old-fashioned maid outfit, and her long gray hair and temperament seemed to indicate that her status was not ordinary.
"I'm sorry, Master Levi, Master Mars was resting earlier, and we didn't dare to disturb him." The old maid said gently, "My lord has just woken up, and I will take you there after knowing your news." β
Squeak β
The servant next to him opens the fence gate.
"I'll stay outside."
Dela's whisper suddenly sounded in her ears, and Annan shuddered slightly, and a pimple floated around her neck.
"What's wrong?"
Annan's strangeness caught Francois's attention, and he explained: "Deira is going to stay in the car. β
The cheekless baron suddenly appeared and whispered, "I remember, Mars's father was shot by an elf thirty-four years ago......"
So Deira stayed outside, and he and Francois stepped out of the carriage and walked into the manor.
"Why are your ears red?" The cheekless baron saw Annan's left ear flushed red.
"It's hot."
The cheekless baron looked up at the broken clouds that blocked the sun, knowing that it wasn't for this, and that it was best not to ask any more......
Annan was defenseless against Dela's sudden closeness, and this elf was completely devoid of the haughty indifference of the elves in his understanding...... Then Annan remembered what the Warlock's Codex said, "Some elves will burst into the opposite passion for their partner."
Dela's closeness to herself seems to have started with her under her umbrella...... Could it be that she fell in love with herself at that time?
But even if the tavern bard told it, he would be scolded, and maybe chased by the elves.
The old maid, who had walked in front, entered the castle first, and said to the bear-like old man who was leaning on the sofa in the hall, "Sir, the boy and Francois have come...... Levi came over. β
"It looks like our proud boy isn't proud anymore."
The old man grinned in a low voice, and as a figure stepped into the hall, he slapped the handrail hard, and his roar echoed in the hall: "Levi...... You've lost the face of the Twelve Kings of the North, and you still want me to help you?! β
The young figure almost sat on the ground, his teeth clashing, trembling with fear: "Lord Lao, I'm a shameless baron......"
Then another figure came in through the door.
Annan had just paused outside the door to restore the color of his neck and earlobes.
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The sturdy old man in front of the sofa looked at Annan coldly, and quietly put his trembling hand behind his back. The gruff muffled words rang out:
Levi's ...... You even came with a shameless baron, and you want him to beg me for you? β
"My eldest sister said she could ask you for help......
Annan didn't know what to say, so he had to tell his intentions directly.
This kind of directness that did not conform to aristocratic etiquette made the old master pause slightly unprepared: "...... We crawled out of hell, the king of the north, for revenge, what do you want, money, power? β
"I'd like you to give me some advice."
ββ¦β¦ Hum. β
The old master snorted coldly and stared at Annan unkindly.
And Francois seemed to be frightened, and when he came in, he was trembling.
"Have you seen Olmedo? That's a much better young man than you. β
"Nope."
"Then go see you! Every Saturday morning he will go to the Mage Tower to study, and I will give you an identity that can enter the Mage Tower. But with him or not to contact you choose! β
Before driving away Annan, the old man deliberately humiliated as if he wanted to provoke Annan: "Also, don't run to other people's rooms without clothes like when you were a child and shout at others for insulting you!" β
Annan's expression was calm, and the lethality of this sentence was not as good as Dela's whisper.
(End of chapter)