As the sun set in the west, the Oman family's army began to set up camp.
Bonfires were lit, dispelling the darkness that was gradually enveloping the land.
As night fell, a convoy bearing the Tulip Merchant Guild's insignia slowly entered the camp.
Penny lifted the curtain of the carriage and asked a knight who came up to greet her, "Where is the Count?"
The knight bowed slightly and replied, "Madam Penny, please follow me."
Penny got off the carriage and followed the knight to a tent in the center of the camp.
"Why are you here?" Earl Oman looked at Penny, who had just walked in. He was slightly surprised.
Penny smiled sweetly, "What? Am I not welcome? "
"Not at all. It's just that I'm a little worried when you're not in Fallen Eagle City. "
Penny stepped forward and gently poured a cup of tea for Oman, "Don't worry, there are thirty thousand soldiers in the city. Besides, isn't Valla here too? "
Count Oman nodded, "Mm, how's Valla's injury?"
"I've seen it myself. It's nothing serious. She'll be fine after resting for a while."
Just as the two were talking, they saw Viscount Lawrence excitedly walk in. "Father, I heard that Mother is here?"
Count Oman glared at his son and scolded, "Keep your voice down!"
Viscounts Lawrence smiled carelessly, "Don't worry, father. I've already sent the guards away. No one will hear."
Penny looked at her son dotingly and smiled, "It won't be long before Lawrence can openly call me mother."
Count Oman was a little helpless, but he did not want to go against his wife's wishes. He nodded vaguely and asked, "Why did you come to the camp to look for me?"
Penny rolled her eyes at the count, "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing?"
As she spoke, she picked up the tea she had just poured and handed it to Count Oman.
Count Oman took the teacup but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he looked at his lover and smiled, "Of course not. I just feel that with your personality, you wouldn't have come so far to find me if there wasn't something. "
Penny glanced at the count. Seeing that his expression was normal, she said, "There is indeed something going on. I just learned about the details of the peace agreement between Viscount Angley and the Troll Empire. "
As she spoke, she handed a letter to the count. "According to this agreement, the Angele family will definitely rise to power in the future and become the most powerful force in the Northeast of the Northern Frontier. Therefore, my brother suggests that you plan as soon as possible and eliminate the threat in the bud."
Earl Oman received the letter, frowning as he read it. The more he read, the more shocked he became.
How badly did the trolls lose?
How could they sign such a peace agreement?
Before he could fully digest this information, Penny opened her mouth again and said something even more explosive, "Oh right, there's one more thing. The Duke Of St. Hilde is dead. "
"What? Who died? "
Earl Oman's eyes widened, and he looked at his lover in disbelief.
At this moment, a silver light pierced towards Count Auldmann's back.
* Ka! *
However, it was as if Count Auldmann had eyes on the back of his head. In an instant, he grabbed the attacker's wrist with lightning speed.
The tent fell silent. Only the letter floated down slowly, falling into the bonfire and igniting a flame.
Count Auldmann slowly turned his head, looking at the attacker behind him. His expression was extremely complicated, and his voice was filled with disbelief and pain. "Lawrence … You actually want to kill me?"
Viscounts Lawrence clearly did not expect Count Auldmann to be so vigilant in such a situation. For a moment, he did not know what expression to make.
"You … Are you my son?" Count Auldmann asked, trembling.
At the same time, he tipped over the teacup in his left hand, allowing the tea to drip onto the ground with an ear-piercing sizzling sound. There was even a puff of smoke.
There was poison in the water.
Count Auldmann turned his head again, looking at Penny. However, he did not question her about the poison. Instead, he asked, "He … Is he my son?"
Penny's lips trembled, but she did not answer Count Auldmann's question. Instead, she quickly chanted an elven incantation.
She was also a magus.
"You're courting death!"
Count Auldmann roared, sending Viscounts Lawrence flying with a kick. At the same time, he shot towards Penny and grabbed her by the throat, interrupting her incantation.
Viscounts Lawrence fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to get up and was about to charge again when he heard Penny squeeze out a word.
"Let's go!"
"Mother …" Viscounts Lawrence's face was conflicted.
"Scram!" Count Auldmann turned his head and glared, roaring.
Viscounts Lawrence saw the terrifying look on the other party's face, and immediately scrambled out of the tent in fear.
"Is he my son?" Count Auldmann was still conflicted about this question, as if he would not give up until he got to the bottom of it.
Penny patted Count Auldmann's steel-like hand on her throat, indicating that she could not answer.
Only then did Count Auldmann let go, staring at his lover expressionlessly.
Penny panted a few times, and only after a long while did she regain her breath.
Then, she did not panic, looking coldly at Count Auldmann and slowly uttered a word.
"No."
"Slut!" Count Auldmann's expression twisted, his eyes looking as if he wanted to swallow the woman in front of him alive. "He's your and your brother's bastard, isn't he? Isn't he? "
Penny did not reply, tacitly agreeing.
Count Auldmann once again grabbed Penny's throat, as if he really wanted to choke her to death.
Penny stared fixedly at Count Auldmann, not begging for mercy. Instead, her eyes revealed a fearless provocation.
It was as if she was saying – Why don't you try and choke me to death?
After a while, Count Auldmann finally let go of his hands.
The arrogance in Penny's eyes deepened. She rubbed her neck, which had turned red from being pinched, and said in a bewitching tone:
"Talos Auldmann, you should feel honored to be a partner of the St. Theon family. As long as you let me go, when my brother becomes the new Lord of the Northern Frontier, you will be the greatest contributor. "
Count Auldmann looked at Penny expressionlessly, and only after a while did he ask in a hoarse voice, "We've been husband and wife for thirty years, so you don't have any feelings for me at all."
Penny's eyes flashed with disdain. "Alright, Count Auldmann, when did you become so sentimental?"
"Then why did you want to kill me this time? Could it be that your brother has already made up his mind to take Lawrence as his adopted son? "
"Yes, that's one reason. You don't object, do you? " Penny observed Count Auldmann's expression, as if she wanted to see something from it. "Haven't you always felt that you owed Valla? After Lawrence changes his surname, you can officially make Valla the heir of the Count. Isn't that the best of both worlds? "
Count Auldmann's mouth twitched, and he pulled out a mocking smile. "There must be another reason?"
Penny's eyes flashed, as if she was hesitating.
But facing Count Auldmann's sharp gaze, and knowing that he would receive the news soon, she spoke frankly.
"Yes, there's another reason. Didn't I just tell you that the Duke Of St. Hilde is dead? That wasn't a lie to divert your attention. "
"So, the Duke Of St. Hilde is really dead?" Count Auldmann's gaze seemed to soften a little, and there was even a hint of unconcealable joy in it.
"Yes." Penny raised her head proudly. "So, the House of Saint Hilde is finished, and the House of St. Theon will soon become the master of the Northern Frontier. Don't make the wrong choice at this final juncture."
Count Auldmann looked unmoved, and persistently asked, "If the Duke Of St. Hilde is dead, why do you want to kill me?"
Penny glared at him unhappily, as if she felt that she had regained control of the situation. "There must be a price to pay for killing a Holy Knight.
My brother paid the price of an eye, and your Auldmann family naturally had to pay something as well. "
Count Auldmann's gaze trembled, and he asked sternly, "What price did the Auldmann family pay?"
"Fallen Eagle City."
"Fallen Eagle City?"
"Yes. Fallen Eagle City was sacrificed. " Penny looked at Count Auldmann, whose gaze had suddenly turned violent, and hurriedly advised, "Talos, don't be agitated! Although the Auldmann family lost a city, as long as you continue to be loyal to the House of St. Theon, we will definitely compensate you, and double the compensation! "
"Compensate?" Count Auldmann suddenly quieted down, as if he was moved.
Penny looked at Count Auldmann, who had calmed down, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief. She hurriedly said, "I will ask my brother to confer you the title of Marquis, how about that?"
Seeing that the other party did not speak, Penny leaned forward and drew circles on Count Aulman's chest. She said with a coquettish look,
"If you don't want that lowly illegitimate son of Valla to inherit the title, I can give birth to another child. How about it?"
Count Auldmann looked at Penny expressionlessly, and said flatly, "Valla lowly? Haha, he is the son of Madam Su Duo and I! What about Lawrence? He is just the illegitimate son of your incestuous relationship with your brother! "
Penny's expression changed slightly, but she suppressed her anger, and said with a charming smile, "What do you know? Lawrence has the purest blood of the House of St. Theon flowing in his body! "
Count Auldmann's gaze turned colder and colder. "Do you think that just because you have the word 'Saint' in your surname, you can treat others like dogs?"
Penny's charming smile froze on her face, and her tone hardened. "Talos Auldmann, don't fail to appreciate …"
* Ka-cha! *
She was only halfway through her sentence when Count Auldmann broke her neck.
Count Auldmann looked at the corpse of the woman in his arms and mocked.
"So killing a descendant of a Paladin family is no different from killing a mortal."
* Bang! *
Throwing the corpse to the ground, Count Auldmann shouted outside the tent, "Men!"
Not long after, a knight appeared in the tent and said respectfully,
"Count, what are your orders?"
"Go and capture Lawrence Auldmann, dead or alive!"
"Yes!"
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