There is no moon on this night.

A light wagon, passing through the side gate of the General's Palace, stopped for a moment, and then left again.

The figure in the gray cloak quietly walked to the door. With a creak, a narrow slit appeared in the wooden door, and he dodged in, revealing the handsome face under the hood, which was none other than Modesic.

The door was opened by a young man of twenty-six or seventeen, the nephew of the old general of Kudran and the commander of his personal guard. Of course, he also has a secret identity as a member of the "Iron Lions".

"Follow me. "He should know that his identity is going to be exposed tonight. But the young man did not hesitate at all, he carried a wind lantern to lead the way, and when the servants in the palace saw that it was him, no one dared to come forward to interrogate.

Until the door of the courtyard of the flower hall, the old butler, who was dozing off in the gatehouse, opened his eyes and looked at him, and asked, "Gilno, who is this?"

"The king's envoy has come from the front of Severa. Gilno said with a calm demeanor, and he must not have heard the flaws. And when it comes to it, it's not a lie.

"Then, please wait a moment, and let me report to the master of the house. The old butler did not suspect it, he turned around tremblingly, walked to the front hall in small steps, and in just a few minutes, he turned back again, stretched out his hand and invited, "Master, please come in." ”

Mordschic and Gilno looked at each other, who shook his head and gestured for himself to wait. Modesic didn't force it, he habitually tidied up his robes and walked into the flower hall of the General's Mansion.

In order to keep warm, the hollow window lattices are inlaid with a layer of translucent glass. The four corners of the flower hall are lit with quaint bronze lamps, and the room is very bright, which makes the weak girl in the lake green skirt. Able to hold a book and recite it softly.

The white-haired old general was half-leaning on a chaise longue covered with clouded leopard skin, his eyes slightly closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or quietly listening to his granddaughter's reading.

On the several cases in front of the two, there were two cups of tea. The pale white water vapor evaporated up, creating an ethereal artistic conception.

"Your Excellency, General. Mordschic couldn't bear to break the quiet atmosphere, and stood there for a moment before stepping forward and bowing.

"Mordschic?" asked the old general Kudran as he looked at him with a frown, "Didn't you say it was from the front?"

"I'm the envoy," Mordschic unbuttoned his cloak and hung it on the tree-shaped hanger that entered the door. He turned his head and asked, "General, don't you mind giving me a seat?"

"Please. "The old general is still a little confused, Mordschic is the king's seal officer, and he will definitely not rush back to Norman for no reason, it is not the front-line war, something has happened.

"Rest assured, general, there is nothing to do at the front. Mordschic sat elegantly across from him, as if guessing what he was thinking. He replied with a chuckle, "In other words, the war is going very well, and it must not be long before the good news from the front line will come." ”

"Your Excellency, please use tea. Thinking that they were going to talk about some military affairs, Fennie poured a cup of tea for Modescic, and said back, "Grandpa, I'll go back first." ”

"Miss doesn't have to be formal. Modesic bowed slightly, and said softly, "There is something to inform the young lady." ”

Fenie frowned, glanced at the old general, and sat down again, waiting for him to speak.

"For the wanton massacre of civilians, Viscount Davide was severely punished by the king, stripped of his military position, stripped of his title, and expelled from the imperial army, never to be hired," Mordschic racked his brains to find the topic, "You two shouldn't know about this yet, right?"

"Really?" said the old general Kudran's face was solemn, and Fennie's face could not hide her joy. In this way, she really doesn't have to worry about Davide revisiting the old thing.

"But if the Southern Expeditionary Army loses a dragon knight, won't its combat strength be affected?" The old general was more concerned about the front-line battle.

"The king thinks no," replied Mordschic waving his hand, "and besides, how can the king obey the people if such men are not punished?"

"So, where has he gone?" the old general asked after a moment's silence. At the speed of the dragon knight, it wouldn't take long to fly back to Norman, but in the last few days, he hadn't received any relevant tips.

"I don't know. Modesic received this urgent letter only on his way back to Norman, and he did not know the specifics.

"I'm afraid you didn't go back to Norman to tell us about it?" the old general motioned for him to drink tea, and asked in a deep voice while Fennie poured water on the side.

"If I say that I am here to carry out the king's secret orders, will the general believe me?" asked Mordschic rhetorically.

"Letter," the old general asked, looking at him, "how do you need my cooperation?"

"All the old general needs to do is stay at home and sit quietly and enjoy tea," Mordschic said frankly, knowing that he could not hide it from him, "at least until noon tomorrow, and not go out of the palace for half a step." ”

"What if the rebels besiege the city and the Normans are in turmoil?" After all, the imperial capital was left behind, and Kudran would not be ignorant of it. And he is ready, ready to lead the army to counter the rebellion.

"I'll take care of it. Modesic leaned back, smiling warmly, but his tone was firm and forceful.

"Your Majesty, do you trust me?" Kudran was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he asked in astonishment.

"Of course the king trusts the general, but the general has a shortcoming," Mordschic shook his head, and continued, "You are too merciful, and if you were in charge, you would only be able to catch a few small fish and shrimp, but not all of them." ”

Kudran pondered for a long time, then gradually turned the corner, and sighed dejectedly, "I...... I see. ”

Fennie approached lightly and poured tea for the two of them. Seeing the lost expression on her grandfather's face, she held the old man's frowning hand, hoping to pass on her comfort.

"As the imperial capital stays, if I stay in the mansion and don't go out," the old general regained his spirits after taking a sip of hot tea, shook his head and said, "Won't it show flaws?"

Mordschic sighed and did not answer. Of course he understood this, but in order to appease the four commanders of the Praetorian Guard, he could not sit idly by and watch the old general be in danger.

"So, if there is any change in the city, I must intervene. The old general said categorically, seeing that Modusic just shook his head and smiled bitterly, he suddenly asked, "In the Praetorian Guard, there should be people placed by the king, right?"

Mordschic nodded silently, he really didn't expect that the old general Kudran would be so conscious.

"What about the king's edict, I need to make sure that you are not lying. The old general straightened his back and asked solemnly.

Mordecic pulled out a bag from his bosom, which contained no edict, but a seal, the personal seal of King Nacini.

"With this talisman, you can change your name to command the Praetorian Guard. Kudran checked it correctly, and also took out a gold-cast talisman from his bosom and stuffed it into his hand.

"Feeney, read another book. Then the old general lay back down, closed his eyes slightly, and waved his hand to signal Modesic to go away.

… (To be continued......)

PS: (Second update.) ）