Hermes, in the old Holy City.
Marwayne's feelings for the past month could only be described as a rollercoaster ride.
From the moment the Sky Lord brought him to the Deity of Gods, he had already made up his mind to cling onto the Deity of Gods tightly and never let go.
What firearms, what iron birds, in the face of a flying city, were not worth mentioning at all.
This was a miracle worthy of being worshiped by others!
Following that, he swept away his previous decline and tried his best to display his worth. He organized his subjects to work and did not spare any effort in the construction of supply stations. He even received the Sky Lord's commendations several times. This made his position among the many nobles more stable, and he felt like the leader of the masses.
But a letter from the North broke Marwayne's stable life.
He never expected the Sky Lord to place such importance on the seemingly absurd piece of paper. After disappearing for weeks, the first thing he did was for them to immediately head to the foot of Mountain Hermes and the Kingdom of Everwinter to wait for a new similar letter. As for who the sender was, how long it would take to arrive, or even the specific location to receive the letter, it was all unknown.
Honestly speaking, Marwayne was extremely unwilling to leave the Deity of Gods. Even if there were demons everywhere, they would not deprive him of his position and authority. But it was difficult to defy the Senior Lord's orders. In the end, he chose the former, not for any other reason but because the old Holy City was closer to the Deity of Gods.
At this time, the northern border of the Four Kingdoms was covered in Red Mist. The people of Graycastle seemed to be exhausted from resisting the demons. Marwayne's life was no different from that of the Duke. Not only did he have many subjects under him, he also had a few nobles following him. But waiting for a secret letter that he did not know when it would arrive was truly worrying. In order to complete the mission as soon as possible, Marwayne did not hesitate to risk his subjects escaping and expanded their area of activity. During this period, there were a few cases of people escaping, and he hanged several people as a warning. At the same time, he offered a handsome reward for possible clues, but he never received the letter.
If all of that was a matter of luck, then the development of the matter completely exceeded Marwayne's expectations.
The Deity of Gods suddenly rose and headed east before disappearing from his vision. This caused the Duke to feel extreme panic. The floating Miracle City behind him was his greatest reliance, and without it, he could not eat or sleep in peace. What was worse was that the Sky Lord never appeared again, as though he had completely forgotten about the secret letter.
Not long after, he heard the news that the floating island had been destroyed by Graycastle.
To be honest, Marwayne did not believe such nonsense from the bottom of his heart. That was a floating mountain with a radius of dozens of miles. If the people of Graycastle had the ability to flatten a mountain, why would they wait until now to use it?
Unfortunately, not everyone was as smart as him.
For a moment, people's hearts wavered, and he found that he could not control the other nobles.
The fact that there was still no news from the Sky Lord intensified the situation.
His mood became worse and worse, and apart from drowning his sorrows in wine and women, he almost didn't want to do anything else. His days almost returned to the days when he was in the Kingdom of Eternal Winter.
"Zack, Zack!" When the bottle of wine was finished, Marwayne shouted the old butler's name.
"My Lord, what are your orders?" The butler quickly opened the door to his room.
"Find a few more ladies tonight, I want young and beautiful ones —" he stammered.
"But, you ordered them yesterday …"
"That was yesterday! I am the Duke, this is my authority, do you understand? They should sacrifice everything for me! "
"Yes … I understand." The old butler lowered his head.
"Right, the people we sent out … are there any updates?" Marwayne did not believe in the nonsense on the streets, but it did not mean that he would not verify it himself. In fact, when the Deity of Gods left the Hermes Highlands, he had sent several teams to track the target and attempt to figure out where it was headed. But the efficiency of these people was ridiculous, with only a few returning the day before.
The old butler shook his head. "At present, we only know that Graycastle did not engage in battle with the Deity of Gods. Perhaps in another two days, there will be concrete news."
"This bunch of lazy fools …" Marwayne cursed as he opened a new bottle of wine. "Alright, you may leave."
Then let's wait another two days.
The Red Mist was dissipating, and there was no telling when the people of Graycastle would return. He had to think of a way out for himself. Even if he was no longer around, it did not mean that he was going against the Sky Lord's orders. Whoever obtained the letter, at most, would receive less credit.
Of course, the Kingdom of Eternal Winter was not where he wanted to go. It had already been proven that it was unable to withstand the attacks of the people of Graycastle.
Marwayne heard from the other Senior Demons that a new Deity of Gods was flying towards him. Furthermore, it was the city where the Demon King resided, making it the most suitable route of retreat.
As long as he followed the route that the demons had previously taken, it should not be difficult to find it.
When the time came, he would leave with the most loyal nobles.
Night quickly descended, but the lady that Marwayne wanted did not appear.
This made him burn with rage. It seemed that his old butler was starting to become useless.
He waited patiently for another hour. When footsteps came from outside the door, Marwayne's curses had already reached his throat.
However, the person who opened the door was not the old butler, but a group of filthy subjects. Some of them were holding hoes, while others were carrying carrying poles. They looked like a motley crew. The Duke watched in disbelief as they surged into the house, leaving muddy footprints on the fluffy carpet in the bedroom.
The moment he thought about how his mansion was being trampled by a bunch of bastards, he could not help but scream. "Guards, guards!"
But Marwayne did not receive any response.
What interrupted him was a bloody head that belonged to the old butler, Sark.
Marwayne immediately sobered up from his drunkenness.
"What are you doing!?"
"Everyone has had enough of your bullying, Marwayne Parker!" The leader shouted. "Because of your damn order, many people died of exhaustion in the quarry, but you didn't care, and even withheld the wages that should be paid! We are not your servants, nor are we your slaves! "
"Nobles are not superior to commoners. The people of Graycastle are right!"
"You work for the monster in the day and give your wife and daughter to him at night. You are the real devil!"
"Now surrender and follow us to Graycastle, or don't even think about leaving this house!"
"Damn it," Marwayne thought bitterly. "These guys have been corrupted by the people of Graycastle. If I had known this, I would not have let them go outside the old Holy City to gather information!"
"I am the Duke. Who dares to touch me?" Marwayne warned sternly as he drew his sword from the table. Compared to the "weapons" in the opponents' hands, this sword was much sharper. Since they could break in without warning, it was obvious that the guards and servants had all betrayed him. He had to get out of this place and contact the other nobles. Then, he would gather the Knight to eliminate this mob!
The Duke's title stunned everyone. He was not a commoner like the old butler. The Parker Family had ruled Snow Reflection Castle for many generations. To the commoners of Everwinter, his status was unreachable. It was precisely because Marwayne knew this that he deliberately put on a high and mighty attitude. He did not believe that any bastard would dare to hurt him.
Suddenly, a stone was thrown from the dark and hit him squarely in the side of his face.
The sharp pain instantly froze Marwayne on the spot.
"How dare they?"
A white-haired old man rushed out of the crowd and threw himself at him while crying. "Devil, give me back my daughter!"
Marwayne subconsciously raised his sword and pierced it through the old man's chest.
When he came to his senses, the crowd had already surrounded him. The old man's death was like a vent that released the long-suppressed emotions of the crowd.
Hoes and carrying poles fell on Marwayne like raindrops. He could almost hear the sound of his bones breaking.
"You lowly commoners, stop!"
"No, stop … don't, don't hit me …"
"Cough cough, I beg you …"
Their voices gradually became softer.
The crowd only stopped when the Duke was turned into a pile of mud.
"We killed a noble …" Someone said with a trembling voice.
"So what? The King of Graycastle doesn't recognize nobles. Besides, he was an enemy of Graycastle."
"What if the other Everwinter nobles find out? They have horses and armor. If they catch up … "
"What else can we do at this point?" The leader looked around and said, "We're not the only ones being bullied. Since the devil isn't here, why don't we …"
"Fight them," another person said in a low voice.
"Fight them."
"Fight them. Then, we'll go to Graycastle!" Not long after, the voice spread out and turned into a uniform slogan that surged towards the pitch-black ground outside the house like a torrent.
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