"That's a pity. The Ice Soul Frost Crystal is a rare Origin Crystal comparable to a lightning stone. It's the only material to make the Ice Point Storm." The man with loose brown hair said. He was busy tearing off the drumstick of a roast chicken and chewing it directly to his mouth. Immediately, the honey in the roast chicken. Juice stained his beard.
Marquis Pierre shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. The geology there is too fragile to withstand excavation, so we can only give up." He lowered his head and concentrated on a plate of roast lamb chops in front of him.
A man sitting on the left side of the castle owner whispered, "I wonder if you've heard that something interesting happened in Mosaio." He also had black hair, but his face was as pale as a corpse in a grave. He wore a black robe and looked like a vampire that had come out of a grave.
The fat marquis, who was gnawing on the lamb chops, said vaguely, "Isn't it just the Earl of Tiger Shark Harbor who broke his spear in the hands of a southern viscount? It's just a small matter. Why do you care so much? I say, Marquis Sean, you haven't stayed in Dark Brilliance Castle for too long and been bored out of your mind, have you? "
A string of low laughter immediately sounded from the table.
A faint blush appeared on Marquis Sean's pale face. He sneered, "I think you've eaten too much meat. You've grown fat and no brain here, haven't you?" He nodded his head forcefully and continued, "That's not a small matter. Since the establishment of the empire, the constitution has clearly stipulated that the Sir of the Empire must not die under any conspiracy. Although there were many such things in the dark, on the surface, one still had to do enough to cover it up. For example, this time, Eric's serial plot to kill a Viscount of the Southern Region in Mosaio had spread throughout the imperial capital. I also heard that His Majesty had also heard of this matter and ordered an investigation. "
"Once it's true, the position of Lord of Tiger Shark Harbor will be temporarily vacant, and Eric's title will be revoked. That means that his children will not be able to inherit the title and territory." At this point, Sean paused for a moment before chuckling, "That's an important port. I don't need to remind you how much benefits a port near the sea will bring, right? If my guess is correct, Tiger Shark Harbor is already in an uproar. After all, it would be a fatal blow to the count's family to prove what Eric had done and give away a good port. "
At this time, the butler walked in and whispered in the owner's ear, "Master, he's here."
The owner of the castle nodded. He got up and bowed to the people at the table. "My apologies, I have some private matters to deal with. Excuse me."
After leaving the dining hall, he arrived at the only circular balcony in the castle. As soon as he entered the balcony, the owner of the castle saw the back of a man. The man's back was facing him, and he was holding on to the balcony's stone railing. The wind gently lifted his slender silver hair. The man's silver hair and black cloak made him look travel-worn. He didn't turn around but sighed. "You've returned to this place after all."
The owner of the castle walked to the side and said, "We even fought here, remember?"
"Of course I remember. At that time, you took my sword. It was given to me by your father."
"But why do I remember that you shamelessly asked my father for it?"
The man finally turned his head, and a handsome, almost perfect profile was reflected in the eyes of the owner of the castle. The corners of his mouth curled up, and then he gradually calmed down and said, "How is she?"
"Not good." The owner of the castle shook his head. "Ordinary medicine can only delay the illness, but it can't cure it."
"How much time do you have left?"
"At most three years, at least … less than a year."
The wind blew through the two newly planted poplar trees on the balcony, and the branches swayed with a rustling sound. It was like the whispering of trees, counting their sorrow.
The silver-haired man took a deep breath. "No wonder you can't hold it in."
"After all, time is limited."
"Perhaps I should have taken her away back then. Then she wouldn't be like this." The silver-haired man's tone turned cold. "I still remember that afternoon when you swore that you would protect her. But now, look at what she has become! It's all your fault! "
"Will she be happy if she follows you?" The owner of the castle looked angry. "You've been wandering all your life without a fixed home. And what she wants is a stable home! "
"Stable?" The silver-haired man took a few steps away and turned around angrily. "When have you been stable for the past twenty years! Because of you, she has to rack her brains every day to help you through the difficulties. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been mentally and physically exhausted and contracted a serious illness! "
The owner of the castle seemed to want to refute, but the anger on his face gradually faded. He smiled bitterly and helplessly. "What's the point of arguing about this now? Whether it was right or wrong in the past, you and I can't change it. The only thing I can do now is to save her. "
The silver-haired man fell silent and nodded. "What are you going to do?"
"Of course I'm going to do that. But there's another thing I need your help with. "
"Speak."
"I want you to deal with someone." The owner of the castle held the fence and looked south. "Have you heard about Mosaior?"
"I've heard a little. Why, do you want me to deal with that viscount from the south?" The silver-haired man frowned. "With your power and status, do you need to treat a little viscount like this? Even if his appearance will slightly change the situation with the Second Prince, that won't shake your plan, right? "
The owner of the castle sneered, "How can a mere Julian hinder me? I'm worried about his teacher, our Prime Minister. His Majesty has recently mentioned Neber's proposal, and you know that Julian has always supported his teacher. Right now, their line doesn't lack anything, but they lack experts who can hold the fort. Once the viscount arrives, he will make up for their shortcomings. At that time, it will be even more difficult to deal with them. Don't underestimate that viscount. He can kill a powerful count at such a young age. When you and I were at the same age, we were still fighting over a girl, weren't we? "
"A chess piece, no matter how inconspicuous it is. If it can squeeze onto the chessboard, it will affect the game! So I have to kick him away before he enters the game to avoid unpredictable consequences. "
The silver-haired man shook his head. "That's why I don't like your life, always so calculating. Alright, I promise you, that person won't be able to cross the Old Great Wall. "
"Thank you."
"No, I didn't do it for you."
"I know."
The silver-haired man continued, "I heard you've attacked the Boleyn Clan recently?"
"It's all for naught."
"Do you think you have too few enemies? Or have you forgotten that the Boleyn Clan has two Ten Saints? "
The owner of the castle smiled and said, "It's just two of the top ten Saints who are past their prime."
"Even so, Saran of Jueyan and Stam of Deep Darkness, if they track you down, you will have a headache, right?"
"Of course, that's why I dragged that female scorpion into the water." The owner of the castle smiled and said, "So you care about me."
"Bullshit, I don't care if you die or not. I'm just worried that you'll make too many enemies, and in the end, you'll have to work hard for her. If that's the case, the first person I kill will definitely be you! "
The owner of the castle raised his hand. "I promise you, I'll save her no matter what the price is."
The silver-haired man snorted and paused for a moment before saying, "That's the only thing I believe in you …"
"Are you going to see her?"
"No, meeting her will only cause her more trouble. I'm leaving. "He was also straightforward. After saying that, his figure flickered and disappeared from the balcony.
The owner of the castle looked at the window of a room on the right and sighed, "You're also an idiot. Since she's here, she won't be happy whether she sees her or not."
"But don't worry, I will definitely save her. Even if I have to sacrifice everything, even if I have to drag the people of this country to hell, I won't hesitate. "The owner of the castle murmured," I can let everyone down, including you. But she is the only one I can't let down! "
After staying in Mosaio for a week, the caravan set off again. This time, because of Eric, he stayed for three or four days longer than he had expected. After a few days, Allen's injuries recovered well. Now that he had recovered 80%, his Origin Energy was completely full. There was no need to stay in Mosaio any longer. In the past few days, Eric's matter had fermented as Allen had expected, and Clerk Graham had brought news one after another when he came to visit.
What satisfied Allen the most was that Great Emperor Tangerio had already ordered a thorough investigation into the matter. This was the first time he had entered His Majesty's line of sight. It could be considered that he had thrown a not-so-small stone into the circle of the Northern Capital. He had achieved one or two of the goals of going north, and it could be considered a small harvest.
Of course, Allen did not intend to stop here, and what he said to Arkham was not all superficial. After a secret visit from one of the Second Prince's trusted aides, Edward sent a capable member of the Dark Blade to Tiger Shark Harbor the next day. Julian had already sent people to Tiger Shark Harbor to cooperate with Allen's men in tracking down evidence of collusion between Eric and Arkham to impeach the military. On a deeper level, it was a contest of strength with the First Prince and even Marshal Roderick.
At the same time, the Second Prince's trusted aide brought a message from Julian. His Highness the Prince hoped that Allen and the others would arrive in the Northern Capital as soon as possible. It was all because of the news from the Great Emperor that Tangerio was preparing to announce the specific contents of the Crown Prince's examination soon. Right now, Julian lacked a martial artist who could take action. Allen had just killed Eric with his saber, so he was naturally the best candidate in His Highness's mind.
Seeing that his injuries were almost healed, Allen set off and left. It was a warm and sunny day. The caravan left Mosaior under the escort of Graham and some city officials. They walked along the highway, and at noon, they saw the Osselina River, known as the Starry Night Promenade, and the Golden Bridge, Strana!
PS: I'm going all out. Today, I vomited blood and exploded. The rest is up to my brothers. It would be even better if a tycoon sent me to the top ten of the monthly ticket rankings. I'm ashamed that I haven't been in the top ten after updating three million words. I'm ashamed. I'll pay my debt tomorrow.
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