The morning light pierced through the thick mist, drawing traces of Dao light under the pure sky,

The fat man's carriage, escorted by thousands of heavily armed Samar guards, once again passed through the tall and heavy Chrystoin City Road in front of him.

The golden morning light illuminates the way forward,

"Chrysto in the light!" the fat man lifted the curtain of the carriage, opened his eyes that had been slightly closed, and looked at the dazzling light in the sky with a complicated expression,

In front of the carriage, rows of black-armored Samour soldiers stood on both sides of the main road in front,

The streets of the city have been completely blocked by the Samore army in the early hours of the morning.

The murderous soldier terrified all the Clais dormas

"The Samors are in town!" the chaotic Chrysto looked unusually calm today

The residents of Chrysdone South Street, who had just woken up in the morning, were stunned by the sight in front of them, and their terrified eyes were full of fear,

Outside their gilt-engraved windows,

Countless black-armored hoplite soldiers, with chilling spears in their hands, stood on the streets, like eternal warrior statues,

Although the sun was shining outside, the atmosphere of the slaughter still made the citizens feel cold

"Oh my God! it's a white thorn flower!" screamed an upstart hiding behind a window!

Through the crack in the window, he could see a black carriage engraved with a white thorn coat of arms, slowly passing in front until it disappeared into the corner of the street in front of him.

Thinking of the murderous black-armored soldiers all over the streets, to the appearance of the most powerful coat of arms representing Vicchia,

"God, is it the day of judgment for Chrysdor?"

The nobleman's eyes whispered, and the whole person fell into a stupor, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his body was paralyzed on the ground because of the loss of support.

It's him coming, he must be coming!" the nobleman's heart screamed,

Even if the sun was shining outside, it still made him shudder,

For the terrible Samor army, these nobles who once served at the bottom of the Kyoto army are very clear,

From breaking through the stone bridge on the outskirts of Kyoto garrisoned by tens of thousands of troops overnight, to completely defeating the incomparably strong walls of the outer city, the royal army of Kyoto, which considered itself superior,

In the face of the Samar army, which swept through the south, it was like a rabble without resistance,

The sharp Samar sword was just a stroke, and it knocked 80,000 troops in the suburbs of Kyoto to the ground.

This is a confrontation with a huge disparity in strength,

No matter how strong the nobles in the city were, no one would dare to go wild in front of the Samorian army

When I think of the flames that stained the night sky red during the Battle of Stone Bridge,

Think of the iron-blooded style of the Samorian army, which has always traded blood for blood

The nobleman could no longer imagine what would happen next!

The white thorn flower, which represents killing and power, is stained with blood!

Under the halo of glory of the kingdom god of war, it is not only glory, but also the bones,

For the enemy!

The fat Samour who behaves vulgarly has never had a soft record!

A crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded from the front, and the general of the Guards, Hukochili, rode his horse, surrounded by a dozen cavalrymen, and stopped in front of the fat man's carriage, reporting with a respectful face

"My lord, according to the final list, we have completed the arrest! Do these people need to be ...... immediately" The fat man waved his hand, interrupting Hu Keqili's words, and said with an indifferent expression, "You don't need to report it to me, I have already entrusted this matter to Si Duhan!"

"Yes, my lord!" Hukochli nodded strangely, and continued, "Miss Allensteen's secluded courtyard is ahead."

"No, I'll go myself!"

I promised her that if she was in danger, I would be the first to show up for her!

"Yes, my lord!" Hukochili saw that the fat man was so resolute, and hurriedly asked the dozen or so Samor Guard Squadron Leaders behind him to lead people to guard on both sides,

The "creaking" fat man's carriage stopped in front of a small two-story building, and the two servants stood at the door with panicked expressions, at a loss.

They didn't know what was happening, but as soon as they opened the door in the morning, they saw a group of soldiers in black armor standing in the doorway.

They thought that the family had sent to guard Miss Allensteen, and today was the day when the Duai family elected an heir, and the servants in charge of guarding had already received orders.

No matter what happens, we must not let Allensdine, the heir to Kyoto, appear in the succession ceremony of the family.

But then they found out that something was wrong, these soldiers were completely different from the vassal soldiers of the family,

Standing upright like a benchmark, looking at them with a killing intent in his eyes,

When a servant saw the carriage coming, he hurriedly ran into the inner courtyard in a panic and called the butler

"Who are you? You know, this is the heir to the Dooys! Chrysdoir's estate! If you dare to move, I'll ......."

The butler in charge of the guard came out of the gate and shouted boldly,

As a noble family in Kyoto, this bit of confidence is still there, not to mention,

The current Duai family still retains the title of Chrysdor's political officer, which was given to him by Samore himself.

Even though the old duke was gone, the servant butler still believed that whoever the other party was, who dared to ignore this identity, was to ignore Samor

"Administrator Chrysdor?" a black-armored knight looked stunned and strode up, which undoubtedly made the butler's heart a little more proud,

No matter how arrogant you are, you will never dare to ignore the reality that Samore rules over Vecchia,

But things were not what he expected,

There was a crisp sound, and a cold light flashed from the waist of the black-armored knight and fell on the head of the servant butler with a whistle

"Ahh

A sharp arc-shaped war knife with a bone-chilling coldness stopped just an inch from his nose,

Frightened, his screaming voice quickly turned silent, like a duck pinched by someone's neck, his body stiff and motionless

"Except for the old duke of Duai, there is no political officer in Claisdor!" Hukochili's voice was cold, he knew that the fat man in the carriage hated someone to risk the name of the old duke.

"Forget it! I'm just a servant!, don't worry too much!" the fat man's indifferent voice came from the carriage,

"Hmph, count your lackeys, if I hear such audacity again, I'll cut your head with a knife!" Hukochi snorted, the war knife in his hand turned into a phantom, and when he retracted the scabbard with a loud thud,

"Yes! yes!" the servant butler trembled and lay on the ground.

"Miss Allenstine lives here?" the fat man pushed open the door of the carriage, raised his head and looked at the dilapidated and withered building in front of him, with a hint of anger in his indifferent tone,

"Yes, it's the little courtyard behind the small building! The subordinates immediately brought someone to invite Miss Allensteen!"

Soon, the pale-faced Allensteen appeared in front of the fat man,

"You, why are you here?" Alensteen looked at the fat man standing in the doorway, his white and haggard face full of disbelief,

"What? is it a surprise?" a wry smile appeared on the corner of the fat man's mouth, "I promised you!

Hearing the fat man's sweet words, Allensteen's pretty face showed a little desolation, and his voice was sad, "Why didn't you come earlier!" If you came earlier, grandpa wouldn't have died, and if you had come earlier, Chrysdo wouldn't have become like this...... If ......"

Allenstin's pink little fist hit the fat man's chest like a drumbeat,

Crystal tears dripped in the wind like beads of broken threads

At this moment, Allensteen seemed to have a whole mental breakdown, and all kinds of grievances poured out like a flood,

The fat man lovingly stroked Allensteen's shoulder, which was still trembling slightly, and held Allensteen in his arms with his thick arms

The sudden death of the old duke undoubtedly hit this weak girl very hard, and the news that she was not the old duke's biological son came out from within the family.

The invisible enemy is far more terrible than the open sword and the open gun, and the dark arrow shot from the shadows makes Allensteen's sad heart once again tortured and bruised in the whirlpool of conspiracy.

According to the fat man's intelligence, in order to be able to have the opportunity to attend the funeral of the old duke,

In order to be able to see the last face of this old man who has always loved him,

The filial Alensteen even publicly announced that he would renounce his heirship in exchange for the opportunity to attend the final funeral

A loved one leaves, and a group of relatives mutinies

The fat man can't imagine,

How the effeminate Alensteen survived such an environment

After a while, the fat man hugged Alensteen, who was crying on his shoulder, and said softly

"Okay, it's okay anymore, no matter what the situation, I'm here! Believe me, as long as you want, I'll let the entire Duai family bury the old duke!

"No, don't!" Allensteen raised his head with a hesitant face, and his delicate jade hand covered the fat man's mouth, afraid that the fat man would really be angry with the Duai family

After all, this is the family that once raised itself

Allensteen knew that the man in front of him was the ruler of the entire kingdom, and it was definitely not a joke to please himself if he wanted the Duai family to be buried with him.

The king is ruthless!

As long as he gives an order, the once glorious century-old family will be in ruins, and Du Ai, a noble surname, will also become one of the countless mysteriously disappeared famous families in history

"Well, for the sake of the old duke and your face!" The fat man looked at Allenstin's resolute face, knowing that Allensteen would definitely not agree with this mention, and sighed helplessly

"My lord, it's almost time! The inheritance ceremony of the Duai family should be about to begin!" Si Duhan reminded with a hesitant expression as he looked at the fat man's cold face

"Ceremony?" the fat man seemed to remember something when he heard this, and said to Hukochi behind him, "You immediately send someone to inform the families on the list! Tell them that the succession ceremony of the Duai family will be held here! If anyone does not come, they will be executed as rebels on the spot!"

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