Levi Cook shook his head and smiled wryly.

It seems that over the years, this son of mine has indeed grown a lot!

It was already clear that from the very beginning he fell into the trap of his son!

After he left the city, every step was seen by Harmon Cook. The target of the attack, the strategic intentions, the route of the march, and even what he will do once he reaches the Black Nest are all within Hamon Cook's calculations!

Because they are father and son, they know the son more than the father, and the father knows the father more than the son!

"Harmon, grow up......" Levi Cook shook his head and smiled bitterly, Harmon Cook's art of war was taught to him by himself. But what he didn't expect was that these things he taught his son would one day be used against himself!

Groups of soldiers rushed into the black nest, not caring about the incapacitated Praetorian Guards, but first went to put out the fire and rescue the grain and grass that had not been completely burned. The Praetorian Guard soldiers were like dead dogs, unable to move, and could only watch them come and go before their eyes. I have the heart to kill the thief, but I can't return to the sky!

Levi Cook closed his eyes and waited for the final moments to come. If the plan failed, according to his character, he would inevitably die to die to avoid being humiliated by the enemy, but now he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide, and he just hoped that those soldiers would give him a good time.

I don't know how long it took, but the expected pain didn't come to him. When the noise around him stopped, Levi Cook opened his eyes weakly.

The fire had been extinguished, and his sons were all under the control of the soldiers of the allied forces of the princes, and the battle undoubtedly ended in a complete defeat for Gondor. The people around him had dispersed, and now Levi Cook was the last person he wanted to see now.

"Father, the child has finally seen you again!" Harmon Cook stepped back and walked slowly to Levi Cook alone, looking down at his father condescendingly, his face full of smugness.

Levi Cook sneered again and again: "For the sake of yin your old son, I don't hesitate to bet on the grain and grass of the whole army." Hamon, you're really paying for it!"

"As long as you can break Gondor, the grain and grass in the city will be mine! Don't say that you don't have time to do it, even if you move fast enough to burn all the grain and grass, what's the matter?" Harmon Cook bent down and helped Levi Cook to a chair next to him to rest.

"Do you think that if you capture me, Gondor will surrender?" Levi Cook refused to accept Harmon Cook's help, and forced himself to stand up, but he couldn't resist the medicinal properties of the drunken dragon grass, and fell heavily to the ground again.

Harmon Cook shook his head helplessly, helpless against his father's hopeless stubbornness.

At this moment, a cannon shot suddenly sounded from the direction of Gondor, and a bright spot soared into the sky, suddenly exploding in mid-air, and a brilliant firework was released.

"It's not a year, it's not a festival, and during the war, who is so lacking in the eyes to set off fireworks......?

Levi Cook was startled and turned his head sharply to look at his son. Harmon Cook smiled and nodded, with a victorious posture in his chest.

"Father, you're right, it's them! Now Gondor's must have changed hands!"

"Those damned profiteers!" scolded Levi Cook. After years of war, the inhabitants of Gondor have long been impoverished, and the only ones who can afford fireworks are the big merchants. Seeing that the Praetorian Guards were no longer able to protect Gondor, they immediately colluded with the princes' coalition forces, presumably the fireworks just now were their code!

He should have thought of it a long time ago, since the ** merchant dared to sell the news that he was going out of the city for a night attack to the princes' coalition army, he wouldn't mind selling Gondor to them as well! He was still careless, he should have gotten rid of that group of villains who betrayed the country and sought glory after guessing that they had rebelled!

"Father, when the boy left Gondor, he said that sooner or later you would die at the hands of those merchants. Now that it's been fulfilled, I wonder how you feel?"

There was no mockery in Harmon Cook's eyes, just endless sighs. His father was betrayed by the merchants, but he was not toyed with by the group of merchants! He didn't want to be a loser like his father, and he would always be led by the nose by those mercenary businessmen, but he had to do so. He can rely on force to win the world, but he cannot rely on force to rule the world. Until now, Harmon Cook still owes Qian Tongshen hundreds of millions of national debts, and has to allocate a gold market to him as a country within a country. Who can say whose spoils of war this world he has worked so hard to fight will eventually become?

When he finally achieved his goal in life and defeated his father, who had always been tall in his memory, looking back on the journey along the way, he was stunned to find that he was more and more similar to his father. The same stubbornness, the same being controlled by others, the same loss of self, will it be the same success or failure in the end?

"Harmon, kill me!" Levi Cook's words woke Harmon Cook, who was in his emotion.

Harmon Cook was speechless for a moment. He had imagined many times in his fantasies how he would taunt him, humiliate him, and persecute him after defeating his father. But when this goal was finally achieved, he felt that he was in a state of flux. Those fantasy ridicule, humiliation, and persecution have become insignificant, even ridiculous. Now that I think about it, this dream of his is so naïve, just like a child who longs for his father's approval, but uses rebellious behavior to push the relationship between father and son farther and farther away, it is completely meaningless!

After all, he really just wanted to get a word of praise from his father, and that's it!

"Father, come down! Didn't you wish that everyone in Caiyun Zhinan could be fed and clothed warmly, so that they would not be looked down upon? Do you know that Caiyun Zhinan, which has been in war for many years, will never be able to realize this wish, so why do you still have to fight? For the sake of that dynasty that has long been destroyed? Is it really worth it?"

"Do you think you can do it?" haha......" Levi Cook scoffed at Harmon Cook's persuasion.

Hamon Cook burst out: "Father, how do you know that I can't do it? Now the whole south of the clouds is in my hands, as long as I want, this place ......"

"Harmon!" Levi Cook loudly interrupted Harmon Cook's tirade, "The big man has something to do and something not to do! Those who seek rebellion and take the country are bound to die in rebellion! Don't you understand this truth? Everyone in the south of the clouds will not recognize you!"

Harmon Cook laughed: "Hahahaha...... I don't need to be recognized! I am me, Harmon Cook, and after tonight, I will be the new king of the South of the Clouds! This is a fact, and no one can change it!"

"Really? I don't think so!"

A voice suddenly exploded in the ears of the two, and the echo echoed in the empty blacknest granary, revealing a bit of cold silence.

"Who? Who is it? Where are the guards dead? Why don't you know if anyone has broken in?"

Harmon Cook turned in a fit of rage and tried to call the guards to arrest the troublemaker, but the scene before him was shocked.

The High Priest casually threw away the last soldier who had been knocked unconscious, and looked at Harmon Cook, revealing a mouthful of beautiful white teeth.

"Long time no see, little one, I hope I'm not late......"