The castle was covered in flames and littered with corpses, and when Grimug Ironskin, armed with a battle axe, stormed the halls of Grizzly Castle in a rage, he found it empty, except for the human lord who knelt down under the stone statue and humbled him like a dog. Yes, he was indeed a lord.

The ornate robes and gem-encrusted swords all indicate that this human is superior to the others. This is because the average knight cannot wear a one-handed sword with gems. Of course, Grimg Ironskin, the king of the Black Orcs, was not in the least interested in the identity of this human. All he wants is pure slaughter.

He walked over with a cruel and cunning gaze.

Cyril trembled and rose from under the idol, his prayers to the gods in vain. Even at the end of his life, the gods did not respond to his call. At the feet of the bear god Ersun, Lord Count is as small as an ant.

Facing Grimg Ironskin, the king of the Black Orcs, Cyril drew his sword from his waist. He puffed up his breath and yelled, but his heart was terrified. It wasn't the first time he'd faced Ironhide. Last time, on the walls of the Overwatch, Grimg Ironhide nearly chopped off his head. And now, he no longer has a chance to escape.

Letting Cyril yell in place, Ironhide just walked over nonchalantly. His tomahawk Ghisnik was still dripping blood, the blood of the castle guards, dripping blood all over the ground.

"Come on, beast!"

"Let's fight to the death!"

Ten steps, five steps...... Cyril shouted hysterically.

Suddenly, all his courage vanished at this moment, and the gorgeous lord's sword in his hand was thrown to the ground with a sonorous echo.

"Leave me alone...... Leave me alone...... The man you're going to hunt down isn't here, he's gone north! Rhodes is ...... north."

Before he could finish speaking, the black orc roared, and the bloody battle axe that was one person tall immediately slashed down. An axe slashed the count's neck in two. The pale head rolled out like a ball, and with a trail of blood, it slid under the statue of the bear god Urson. The huge statue of Ursun remained motionless.

Roar......

After the slaughter, the Iron Hides roared, and the roar spread from the castle hall and echoed over Grizzly Castle. Announcing the fall of the castle.

......

When news of Cyril's death came, the Northern Coalition retreated to Fort Watch to repair. The death of the lord was undoubtedly worse for the already dilapidated Watchfort.

However, even in a castle that is so dilapidated, there are still people who cast greedy eyes on him. For Cyril's only son was only sixteen years old, and he was still a young, unmarried child.

"Now that your husband is dead, the stumbling block in your way has been removed, and you can lead the northern army without hindrance. ”

In the dark silence of the Watchcastle room, Trannie, the widow of Lord Cyril, said with resentment. Surrounded by flickering candlelight and shadows.

Rod didn't want to bother with her. Nothing to worry about with a widow. The reason why I came here was only to solve the problem of the successor of the Overwatch Castle, so as to ensure the stability of the entire castle. While it is no longer as rock-solid and prosperous as the original Watchtower, each Northern Fort has a pivotal role in the greenskins and the rise of darkness. Lose too much to lose again.

"Madame, first of all I must correct your misconception - your husband, Lord Cyril, is not a stumbling block to me, and he has not been able to influence me since the Ironhide invasion, nor has he hindered my decision in the slightest. During the siege of Watchtower, I organized an army to support Watchtower, and it was not your husband who asked me to do it. Also, it was his own decision to stay at Fort Grizzly and wait for the Queen's reinforcements, and I persuaded him to come with me, but he insisted on staying. Everyone was there. So, he's not a stumbling block for me. Nor am I his enemy. "Love more book city

Rod walked over and sat down on the stone bench across from Trannie, which had been a prison cell. In order to hide from others and avoid unnecessary trouble, Rod and Trannie meet here. In this secret room, where even the moonlight could not penetrate, only the candlelight allowed them to see each other clearly.

Trannie's face was pale, and as a wife, hearing the news of her husband's death in battle was enough to break her. However, for the sake of the child, she must live strongly. Bradley was only sixteen years old, and he had no idea what his father's death meant to him, and in addition to emotional grief, he should always be on the lookout for danger from those around him. Those who are greedy always watch him from dark corners. Like a poisonous snake, peeking at his prey. Whenever Trannie saw her uncle looking at Bradley, she always felt uneasy. Yes, Bradley needed her, he was only sixteen years old, and under too much protection, he was completely unaware of the dangers and darkness of the world.

"I have no intention of making enemies of you. ”

After a long time, Tlaney sighed physically and mentally exhausted and whispered.

"Then let's talk about the new lord of Watchcastle. ”

"Is this still to be discussed? my son must succeed his father!"

Trannie's voice couldn't help but get louder again. Firm determination was written on her face. Like a rock, unshakable.

"Maybe someone is better suited for the position, Bradley is still small. He was not good enough to hold the position of Lord of the Overwatch. ”

Rod said tentatively.

"Lord Rhodes, what do you mean? Could it be that in your heart, there is already a candidate? Could it be that now you want to interfere in the internal affairs of the Overwatch Fortress?!"

Trannie's voice suddenly increased.

Rod just shook his hand and motioned for the woman to be quiet.

"I don't mean that, ma'am. ”

He said.

"That's good. calmed down a little, "I know, I know Bradley is young, he's not sensible yet, and he's not good enough to take his father's place. However, please know that if he does not sit on the throne, his life is likely to be in danger!"

's words reminded Rod. These days, many people are whispering in their ears how wise Cyril's brother is. His heart is clear.

"My husband is dead and I can't afford to lose my son again. ”

Trannie looked up at Rhodes, a pair of dark blue eyes with unshakable determination written in them.

"Rest assured, I will do my best to educate and assist Bradley, and I will look after him well before he grows into a truly qualified lord, and educate him well. ”

said in a tone that bordered on pleading. She knew that the Watchtower was in tatters and had no strength. And the man in front of him is undoubtedly the most powerful person in the north. Although he had no intention of interfering in the Watchtower, if he did, it would be enough to change the pattern of the Watchtower.