The sunset glow in the sky heralded another fine day.
Clop clop clop …
Amidst the rapid sound of hooves, a rider galloped towards the north.
The rider was in a sorry state, his hair fluttering in the wind. His originally luxurious clothes were tattered in several places, and he was covered in blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a great battle.
This was Viscounts Lawrence, who had escaped from the Oman family's camp.
He held a bloodstained sword in his hand, but he had already used it as a whip. He kept slapping the horse's butt, urging it to gallop forward.
Behind him, there was a column of smoke rising.
Dozens of figures galloping on horseback were following closely behind him, waving their swords and bows.
This chase had gone on for an entire day, and Viscounts Lawrence felt that he was reaching his limit.
But he did not dare to stop.
Because from the previous few short exchanges, he could clearly feel that the pursuers really wanted to kill him!
His mother was most likely dead.
In fact, Count Oman should already know that he wasn't his biological son!
Viscounts Lawrence's heart was filled with deep regret.
If he had known this, he would not have acted on his own and tried to assassinate Count Oman with his mother.
He should have waited for his father to arrange it.
But then, he shook his head fiercely, throwing this thought out of his mind.
He could not wait for his father to arrange everything!
Viscounts Lawrence knew that his real father, Mr. Oman, had more than one son.
Although those were all illegitimate children, he was not his father's son.
Furthermore, even if his father were to become the new Duke of the Northern Region, he would never be able to marry his own sister, Penny. Incest was a taboo love in this world and was not recognized by the world.
Therefore, if those illegitimate children had a slim chance of becoming official, then Lawrence was destined to never become the son of the first wife.
Of course, Lawrence knew that his father and mother had agreed that he would become Mr. Oman's adopted son, and change his surname to St. Sean.
But what if Mr. Oman had a son of his own?
Mr. Oman had not married yet, but what about after he became the Dukes Of The North?
Could it be that he would never marry?
This sense of danger made Lawrence and Penny decide to take the risk of assassinating Earl Oman, and then take control of the Oman family's army.
In this way, with an army in his hands, he would have a bargaining chip.
Thus, the mother and son gained some confidence.
But who would have thought …
I screwed up.
All sorts of complicated emotions churned in Lawrence's heart. He was so distracted that he didn't notice that the warhorse beneath him was about to die.
White foam was already coming out of the horse's mouth. It was obvious that it could collapse at any time.
In the blink of an eye, another six to seven miles had passed.
Viscounts Lawrence's warhorse was already sweating profusely. Traces of blood seeped out of the white foam at the corners of its mouth.
Sure enough, in the next second, the warhorse staggered and rolled on the ground. The crisp sound of bones breaking was particularly ear-piercing.
Viscounts Lawrence was immediately flung away, his heart filled with shock.
Fortunately, as a third-grade knight, his physical fitness was far superior to that of an ordinary person. While he was in the air, he forcefully curled his body into a ball. When he landed, he rolled a few times, and then he leaped up vigorously.
Viscounts Lawrence panted a few times. Looking at the cavalry chasing behind him, a feeling of despair rose in his heart.
But very quickly, he shook his head and suppressed these emotions.
A ferocious look appeared in his eyes. Viscounts Lawrence gripped his sword with both hands and bent his knees slightly, preparing for battle.
Since he had failed, he could only bear the consequences.
Viscounts Lawrence threw away all useless emotions and focused on the approaching cavalry.
Ta ta ta …
The sound of horse hooves became heavier and heavier, and the ground shook more and more violently.
"Come! The House of St. Theon will never yield! "
Lawrence roared, his ferocious expression like a tiger in a desperate situation.
The cavalry's faces could be seen clearly. They all raised the swords in their hands. The cold glint of their swords was like a forest of steel as they charged towards Lawrence.
He was getting closer and closer …
Lawrence took a deep breath and prepared for the impending collision.
Time seemed to slow down, and the air seemed to be scorching hot.
No, it wasn't as if!
The air was really hot!
In a short moment, Lawrence felt a wave of heat coming towards him, as if he was facing a large furnace.
Boom!
Just as he was puzzled, a wall of fire suddenly stood in front of him. The air was so hot that it seemed to be suffocating.
Neigh neigh —
The pursuers were terrified. They frantically tried to control their horses, trying to stop in front of the wall of fire. However, how could the charging horses stop in such a short time?
Like moths to a flame, most of the pursuers rushed into the wall of fire one after another due to inertia.
The raging flames seemed to have a strange magic, turning them into ashes in an instant.
The pursuers behind did not have time to figure out what was happening. They all tried their best to turn their horses around and immediately ran back.
However, before they could escape far, another huge fireball fell from the sky, completely engulfing the remaining pursuers.
The flowing flames instantly covered the grass within a few hundred meters. When the fire subsided, only a large patch of scorched earth and what looked like ashes could be seen.
As the gentle night breeze blew, the ashes that danced in the air were like specks of starlight. There was a strange and cruel beauty to it.
Lawrence looked at everything in front of him in a daze, as if he had not recovered from the huge change.
After a long while, he finally put away his longsword, his face revealing a smile of someone who had survived a disaster.
"Father, is that you?" Lawrence looked around and shouted loudly.
Soon, he found an inconspicuous figure not far behind him.
"Father!" Lawrence hurriedly ran over.
"Why are they chasing you?" Mr. Chong's face was covered by the hood of his mage robe. His expression could not be seen.
"They …" Lawrence was at a loss for words.
After hesitating for a moment, he told Mr. Chong everything that he and his mother had done.
After Mr. Chong heard this, he did not move for a long time.
The sun gradually set, leaving only a bit of afterglow to illuminate the world.
The footsteps of darkness were unstoppable, about to rule this land.
The night breeze was slightly cold, but Lawrence's heart was even colder.
Mr. Chong's silence was slowly eroding his faith, causing him to slide into the abyss of despair.
But just as the darkness was about to completely engulf Lawrence, a ray of light suddenly illuminated his world.
He heard Mr. Chong say, "I understand."
His tone was extremely calm, as if he did not care about the trouble that Lawrence had caused.
Lawrence's heart was uneasy as he asked tentatively, "Father, then … then what should we do now?"
Mr. Chong suddenly raised his head, the wide hood slipping back to reveal his face.
What kind of face was that!
The left side of his face had completely turned into a strange greenish-gray color. The twisted blood vessels were like earthworms, constantly wriggling under the skin. What was even more terrifying was his left eye.
There was no longer an eyeball there, only a hole, a bottomless hole that seemed to suck in one's soul with just a glance.
Lawrence was so frightened that he took three steps back, but he immediately realized that his actions were inappropriate and hurriedly took three steps forward.
Suppressing the fear in his heart and the trembling of his body, he asked, "Father, are you alright?"
"Follow me." Mr. Chong's tone was cold.
After saying this, he didn't answer Lawrence's question. Instead, he stood up silently and walked forward.
Lawrence did not dare to ask any more questions and hurriedly followed.
The last ray of sunlight disappeared into the horizon, and endless darkness completely enveloped the land.
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