A balding middle-aged man, pot-bellied and meaty-faced, the Balkan Count stood by the window of his study on the second floor, watching the sun set, one of his rare habits, and watching the sunset made him feel more confident.

As a nobleman, the Count of the Balkans did not have the grace of an aristocracy, but was more like an upstart, and even so, he still thought that one day he would become a figure above ten thousand under one man.

Although status has nothing to do with grace, it is a pity that the probability of achieving ambition is not directly proportional to weight.

As a nobleman residing in the capital of Heberis, the Balkan Count is an important minister who serves the royal faction, although he is not yet a right-hand man, but at least he can be regarded as powerful, but recently, the Balkan Count has been very uneasy.

First of all, the princes acted out of the ordinary, not only forming their own factions, but also with the intention of interfering in national affairs, and if they were allowed to do so, it would even cause chaos in the country.

Obviously, this is the case, but what makes the Balkan count even more incomprehensible is that the king actually acquiesced to this.

"What the hell is going on?"

The Counts of the Balkans may have the ability to handle political affairs, but they did not have the determination and resourcefulness to deal with unexpected situations.

Perhaps, it's time for a change of backer.

The Balkan Count thought.

The old king's thoughts are hard to guess, and the old king will step down one day, if you want to go further, you must choose the queue as soon as possible, as for the so-called loyalty, that thing can't be a jump platform for him to ascend to the throne.

At least that's what the Balkan counts think.

Speaking of which, just today, the Balkan Count heard a very strange thing, it is said that the eldest prince has recently obtained some kind of method that can create super soldiers, and it is because of this that the battle between the heirs to the throne is slowly coming to the surface.

Although such rumors have an element of chasing wind and shadows, the probability of the eldest prince ascending the throne is undoubtedly the highest, and in the eyes of the Balkan counts, it is precisely because the eldest prince has the highest chance of ascending the throne that such remarks appeared.

Just when the Balkan counts were speculating.

Click.

There was a soft knock at the door.

The Balkan Count did not move, still watching the sunset.

It's a maid, it's dinner time, and it's not unusual for a maid to come.

However, this time it was slightly different, and the maid did not enter the room.

The Balkan Count frowned, these damn servants, inferior people are inferior people, they are just inferior people all their lives, and they can't guarantee even the most basic rules?

The Balkan Count shook his head, strolled to the door, and grasped the doorknob.

At this moment, the Balkan Count felt as if he had fallen into the waves, and his whole body was churning, and the vomiting dizziness and the pain caused by the squeezing of his internal organs made the Balkan Count vomit out the contents of his stomach and intestines.

"No matter how bad it is, it's still an aristocracy, can't it be a little more eye-catching?"

A gloomy man's voice came from overhead, but the Count of the Balkans did not have the strength to look up, nor did he have the courage to look up.

Growing up without such suffering, the Count of the Balkans was about to go mad from this pain.

“...... It seems that you can't listen to what I say, so it's okay to take you directly to that adult. ”

The man's voice said helplessly.

"I hope that adult doesn't blame me, bring the dirty stuff over. ”

Then, the Balkan Count felt that the collar was grabbed, and then his body was lifted, which made the Balkan Count even more incomprehensible, to say sorry for herself, no one knows her weight better than her, it is a level that can kill people with weight, and such weight is lifted so easily.

Dead eyes closed, the Balkan Count was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would be killed by this man, invade the Earl's Palace, kidnap the Earl, the Balkan Count didn't believe that there was anything this person didn't dare to do.

I don't know how long it took, but the tension made the Balkan Count lose track of the speed at which time was lost, until his body hit the ground and the pain caused him to feel normal.

Beneath him was a cold slate, and the Balkan Count could feel the stinging pain of the stone poking at his body.

"Get up. ”

The gloomy man commanded, and the Count of the Balkans hastened to kick his short fat retreat, and got up hand and foot together, fearing that if he slowed down he would be subjected to more cruel abuse.

After waiting for a while, the man's next command was not heard for a long time, which made the Balkan Count even more frightened, and while he focused his attention on his ears, he desperately tried to make himself look more well-behaved, nothing was more important than his life.

The Balkan count's painstaking efforts were not in vain, and it was not long before he heard the man's sigh.

This is not a good sign, and the general sigh is an indication of distress, fatigue, helplessness, and sadness, and in any case it is clearly not a good thing for the Balkan Count.

Just as the Balkan Count was about to speculate about the man's mental health problems, the man spoke.

“...... Open your eyes, or will you be able to walk with your eyes closed like I did? ”

At this point, the Balkan Count quickly opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a five-story tall building that was clearly not man-made, with obsidian black, huge brick walls, pillars carved with skeletons and ghosts, towering towers, and stone cones everywhere, as if the meaning of the word "fear" was configured.

Just by looking at this, you can understand, it's bad, it's very bad.

"Follow me. ”

The man's voice came, and it was only then that the Balkan Count was relieved from the shock of seeing the castle.

It was a man with a pale face and a grim expression, and with a black coat, he gave people a bat-like feeling.

The bat led the way, and the Balkan Count had to move his little short legs as fast as he could to avoid being left behind.

Unlike the exterior, the interior of the castle is made of white stone, high-quality wood, and a variety of beautiful decorations, making the entire interior of the castle a temple full of holiness.

Walking through the castle, the Balkan counts constantly observed, and then constantly appraised, a habit created by long-term luxury. And this estimate, the Balkan Count was the first to startle himself, not to mention anything else, the Balkan Count alone could recognize the high-priced goods, not to mention those that even he could not recognize.

This castle is even more luxurious than the palace of Heberis, not in the vague way of saying maybe, probably, but in the certainty of the real thing.

What kind of person could have such a castle? The Balkan Count couldn't think of it. (To be continued.) )