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It happened so suddenly that even if Count Carridos reacted immediately, it would be pointless to let the "Sword of Judgment" girl remove the ban and attack, and all that was left in front of them was an empty wasteland.

“...... So I said it a long time ago. ”

With an eerie voice, a comical horse's face leaned up from behind the Count of Carridos.

"Your Excellency, Earl, you can't have the kindness of a woman. ”

“...... The affairs of Bernardo's army are not to be cared for by His Excellency Archpriest Laucot. ”

Count Caridos did not hide his disgust at all, frowning and turning his face away.

"Huhuhuhuhu......"

He was unceremoniously choked, but Archpriest Kurt didn't get angry about it, if it was in the past, he would have been impatient, but since something like that happened in Volken, it seems that something has changed for him.

That's right, this horse-faced archpriest is the guy who was calculated by Feng Kan and Grand Duke Francis in Volcan. It's just strange that this guy was able to turn over under such circumstances, and he would have been surprised if Archduke Francis was present at the moment.

"Lord Count, you seem to have forgotten about it. - The 'Sword of Judgment' is not a soldier of Bernardo, but a soldier of the Church. ”

“...... What exactly are you trying to say?"

The faintly threatening tone made Count Caridos even more unhappy, he had never needed to be polite to this parachuted church overseer.

The attitude of the nobles of Jeffins towards the Cult of the Supreme God is generally divided into two categories, one is superficially obedient and obedient, but what should be done in private, this category basically does not have any conflict with the church, as long as the people of the church do not touch their core interests, they turn a blind eye; the second group is more radical, they hate the people of the Supreme God Cult pointing fingers at them, and they do not hide their disgust at all, of course, this is also because they have the strength to do so. They have never given each other a good face to the Cult of the High Gods, who have not achieved enough things and have more than enough failures - Count Caridos belongs to the latter.

"No, please don't get me wrong, Lord Earl. ”

The horse-faced archpriest bowed his head respectfully. After what Volcan had been through, he seemed to have learned a lot wiser.

"I just remind adults not to forget the contribution of the Church in this war. ”

It sounds like an invitation, but there's more to it than that's what Archpriest Kot's horse face.

"I don't need you to say this, I will naturally take it to heart. But I would like to warn Your Excellency the Archpriest - this is the Fretian moor. Not Mirhash. ”

Count Calidos' brow furrowed closer, and he stabbed the other party again lightly and heavily, he would never allow anyone to make a mess in his own army.

A sudden riot broke out in the army not far away, interrupting the confrontation between the two men who were in a-for-tat confrontation.

A burst of flames suddenly rose from the ground around the surrounded Mo Lan, forcing the surrounding Bernardo troops to flee to the rear in panic. However, the black unicorn in the midst of the raging fire did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and the beast that was not afraid of fire was very rare, and even more so the beast that could look at ease in the flames.

“...... Where did this flame come from?!"

There was no wood on the bare ground, not even a single straw! This flame burned out of thin air without any fuel!

"Puff~~"

Mo Lan grinned and snorted, as if mocking the Bernardo army around her.

Then, just as it was when it appeared, the flame suddenly went out, and it may not be accurate to say that it was extinguished, but in fact it was more like something had "sucked it up" and shrunk and disappeared all at once. But it's not just the flames that are gone. The black unicorn, surrounded by flames, vanished along with the enigmatic flames.

“......”

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“......”

"It seems that we are still underestimating our opponents. ”

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"Mother!?mother?...... Please, please open your eyes and look at me again!"

The neat gown and young hands were stained with red liquid, and the terrified boy called out to the woman in his arms in a hoarse voice, but no matter how he called, the woman in his arms could no longer open her eyes.

......

"Father, father, mother, she ......"

In the pouring rain, the sad teenager called out to the man. But the man who was supposed to be here didn't appear in front of him.

......

"Why? Why? Why did this happen to us? Why did I move from my beautiful hometown to this filthy city? Why did such a kind and gentle mother have to suffer such a tragic fate because of my father's actions?...... Why didn't you come at that time, father?"

Faced with the young man's angry questioning, the man walked over with a blank face. His lips quirmed, as if to say something.

"Is that the glory of the House of Dosse more important than the life of the mother?...... In that case, I don't want this cursed surname!"

"Smack!"

A resounding slap exploded in the boy's face. The man turned and left the room with a blank face, slamming the door as if to shutch out the boy's anger.

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“...... I will never forgive you!"

The drizzle quietly washed an inconspicuous tombstone, in front of the tombstone, the young man in black mourning clothes looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said softly in a flat tone, there was no trace of anger in the black pupils, no, not only anger, but other similar things did not appear in the young man's pupils, and there were only deep hollows in the deep black eyes......

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"The House of Dosse was originally just a nameless little nobleman in the countryside, and the family has been sparsely populated since ancient times. Even to that man's generation, there were only two husbands and wives and one child left. All that can be relied on for daily life is to run a small estate, which has always had enough income to meet its daily expenses due to its abundance of high-end spices. Although he was not rich, he was really happy at that time.

However, when I was five years old, the man left with my mother and me. ”

The setting sun was setting, and the blood-red remnant sun stretched the shadows of the red rocky earth of the Fritan Heath.

When I left my hometown, I was still young, so my memories of the scenery of my hometown have become very vague, but I vaguely remember that it was a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Although it is very poor, but everywhere is full of human touch, people's life is simple and simple, there is no barrier between people, the people are like our own family, in fact, in such a remote mountain village, everyone has more or less the same blood, the dividing line between the people and the nobility is very blurred, everyone is like a family.

The mother was the daughter of a wandering shepherd, and the shepherd's family helped the lord's family as they passed through the village, and then settled.

...... What do you say? The love between the shepherdesss and the lord is very romantic? There is no such thing, their relationship is that of childhood sweethearts in the general population, naturally playing together, naturally attracting each other, naturally joining together, naturally forming a family - a qiē is as plain as a glass of boiled water.

It's such a plain life, plain but happy.

But men are not willing to be so bland, like all young men with strong blood, and men's passionate breasts burn with passionate ambition.

After the death of the old lord, the man entrusted the domain and the people to the old steward, and he took his wife and children and marched towards the capital of the principality. ”

"What? You ask if you feel safe about handing over the territory to the steward?

......

Please~~ How can you learn some common sense? The butlers of the noble lord's house were chosen from among the eldest sons of the nobles under them. In fact, the position of butler was specially set up by the children of the nobility for the purpose of etiquette and affairs from the lord, and it was a position that only the children of the nobles who were outstanding in terms of loyalty and ability could be qualified for. Sooner or later, they will have to be the right and left hands of the lord on their own, so the nobles treat the stewards as if they were their own family. However, it is not uncommon for some people to become accustomed to this kind of work and are unwilling to leave their masters and serve them all their lives.

Yes, Count Smanda, who was next to His Majesty Fastro, was an example of this. So you can understand, right?

Where did you just go?

Yes...... That's right, the man brought his wife and children to the capital city of Abarava.

An ambitious young man, a child of a small nobleman in the countryside, without any background or any power to support him, stepped into the whirlpool of the struggle for power in the principality.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune, but the young man's ability was favored by the former prince of the principality.

Yes, the former prince was the grandmother of King Kashena, and the Duchy of Bernardo has always been ruled by a female prince. The former prince was very old, and the factions in the upper echelons of the principality were fighting for the succession to the throne more and more intensely, and the young man was deeply respected by the prince because he did not have any power background, because the former prince was about to take this opportunity to 'cleanse' the factions within the principality......

I don't need to say much about the rest, and you should understand it too.

The young man is arrogant and naturally has his capital, he perfectly completed the task given to him by the prince, swept away all the guys who made small calculations for their own interests, and sent them all to the guillotine, and he should also soar and become the right and left hand of the previous prince.

However, things don't end so simply......"

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