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"The Marquis is not in the castle?"
"Yes, Master Marquis went hunting in the suburbs."
Colin and Vera rushed to the marquis's residence, but Marquis Garcia was not in the castle at the moment.
"Then, can I trouble you to take us to see him?"
"Of course, this is my honor." Facing Vera's request, the Marquis guard would certainly not refuse.
So, Colin followed the marquis's guard to go to the stall to lead the horse, and Vera went back to change into clothes that were convenient for riding a horse.
When he arrived at the stalls, Colin ran into an old acquaintance.
"Good morning, knight Cynthia." Colin greeted with a grin on his face, already cursing "crazy woman" in his heart.
Cynthia seemed to have just returned from the outside, and she was taken aback when she saw Colin, and then she asked with an unhappy expression, "What are you doing here?"
"I didn't come to you anyway." Seeing that this mad woman was so rude, Colin said back angrily.
Cynthia stared at him, and she touched the saber on her waist with her right hand.
Colin was taken aback. This woman was so crazy, she wanted to fight again if he didn't agree with her.
The guard of the Marquis next to him was also frightened by these two men. For a while, he couldn't figure out the situation at all, but seeing that the situation was going to be out of control, he quickly stood up and explained:
"Knight Cynthia, Knight Colin came to the castle by the invitation of Miss Vera. At this moment, he is about to go to the outskirts of the city to meet Marquis Garcia."
Originally, Cynthia saw that a guard dared to interrupt her, and was about to scold him, but when she heard the name of "Marquis Garcia" and the black lion badge on the other's breastplate, she became silent.
It depends on the owner to beat a dog.
The guards of Marquis Garcia are not ordinary guards.
Cynthia was crazy, but not stupid.
Seeing silenced Cynthia, Colin was about to say a few taunts, but after a blink of an eye he saw the servant who was leading the horse to Cynthia, he was immediately happy.
Another old acquaintance.
Great filial son, Thrall!
"Knight Cynthia, the servant who led your horse looks good, can you sell it?"
"Not for sale!" Cynthia didn't even think about it, and refused.
Colin didn't have an unexpected answer from Cynthia, but said in a leisurely manner: "Don't rush to refuse, don't you plan to listen to my offer?"
Cynthia slightly raised her sword eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Then you can talk about it."
Hearing these words, the corners of Colin's mouth immediately curled up.
Got the bait.
Although Thrall kept his head down, Colin still keenly noticed the opponent's clenched fists and the instantaneous stiff body.
He is a poisonous snake!
This is what knight Bliss said about Thrall.
Colin agreed very much.
A man who can betray even his father, what else can't be betrayed?
Cynthia thought she had given Thrall asylum, Thrall would be grateful to her.
However, Colin knew very well that as long as Cynthia showed a hint of wanting to sell Thrall to Colin, then the seeds of hatred would be planted in Thrall's heart.
"Ten gold coins!" Colin said casually.
Cynthia sneered: "Knight Colin, are your Angele family already so embarrassed? You want to buy servants at this price. I suggest you go to the slave market in the west of the city."
To be honest, the price of ten gold coins is not low.
Of course, it's not too high.
In fact, as long as Colin's offer was far beyond Thrall's value, Cynthia would definitely not agree to it in order to disgust Colin.
And Colin didn't want Cynthia to agree.
He only needs to inquire about the price.
The seeds of hatred have been planted, just waiting to take root and sprout.
Hearing Cynthia's rejection of Colin's offer, Thrall's body immediately relaxed, but as Colin expected, Thrall's resentment towards Cynthia was deeply buried.
At this time, Thrall suddenly remembered something his father had said:
"Don't get too close to the nobles!
We are cattle and sheep, they are tigers and leopards.
We eat grass, they eat meat--
What they eat is our meat!"
For Thrall, his father has always been inconspicuous. He felt that the other party was too conservative, too timid, and lacking enough enterprising and adventurous spirit.
But Thrall agrees with the above words.
These nobles have never regarded civilians as the same kind of creatures, nor have they ever cared about their lives and deaths.
However, Thrall did not fully agree with his father's words.
In Thrall's view, he is not necessarily destined to eat the grass for a lifetime!
He wants to eat meat too!
Eat noble meat!
...
Colin never thought that what he buried in Thrall's heart was not only the resentment towards Cynthia, but also the resentment towards the entire aristocratic class!
This resentment is gathering bit by bit, and one day, it will become a frenzy sweeping the entire Northern Territory!
...
After Cynthia left with Thrall, Colin waited a long time before Vera arrived.
There is no way, women are always slow to change clothes.
Moreover, this speed is generally inversely proportional to its beauty.
Of course, when he saw Vera after the change, Colin still felt that it was worthwhile to wait no matter how long.
She changed into a purple chiffon shirt with a white military dress. The tight breeches outlined a pair of round and straight legs, which firmly attracted the attention of a certain man.
As if noticing Colin's gaze, Vera's face was a little blushing.
"Let's go, Colin."
"It is good!"
The three turned on their horses and headed all the way to the outskirts of the city.
In the early morning of spring, the sun is shining brightly.
Even if Colin is a little disgusted with direct sunlight because of his ancestry, he still has to admit that it is a good morning.
It is suitable to bring beauty for a walk.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere is not right.
The current tense situation made Colin and Vera unwilling to talk, just galloping all the way.
Under the guidance of the marquis guard, the three gradually approached the Black Cavalry Camp outside the city.
The strong murderous air rushing towards his face prevented Colin from taking a peek at Vera's horse-riding posture.
Something seems to be wrong!
Don't you just go hunting, why do you make it so murderous?
Colin frowned, thinking hard about how to persuade Marquis Garcia later.
To be honest, he didn't have much confidence.
In his opinion, since the Marquis of Garcia publicly forced the Marquis of Charles to give up his title that night, things have lost room for change.
To be honest, for this matter, Colin always felt that Marquis Garcia had dealt with it very unwisely.
Look at Earl Uman, who first introduced Kahn Sudor as a puppet to attract firepower, and then in the name of rounding off, he asked Marquis of Garcia for the final verdict.
He achieved his goal without a trace, but he didn't get too involved in this vortex.
The entire operation was extremely smooth and easy to advance and retreat.
This is the quality and means that an old politician should have.
And the Marquis of Garcia...
This figure who has the best military ability in the north seems to be a little...naive politically.
Just as Colin was thinking about it, the three had arrived in the middle of the Black Cavalry Camp and met Marquis Garcia.
"Uncle!"
"Master Marquis!"
The Marquis of Garcia nodded to the two men, seemingly not surprised by their arrival.
"Uncle, where are you going to hunt?" Vera looked at the Black Cavalry all ready to go, with a drum in her heart.
At this time, Colin's mood had sunk to the bottom.
Although he hasn't started to persuade him, but looking at the Black Cavalry.
This is all ready to fight!
In Colin's desperate eyes, Marquis Garcia raised his whip and pointed to the north:
"Northern Ice Field."
"Northern... ice field?"
"Yes!" Marquis Garcia smiled and affirmed, "I'm going to hunt in the northern ice sheet!"
Vera was still in a daze, but Colin had already reacted.
Deceived!
The entire northern border was deceived!
No, not only the North, I am afraid that even the trolls have been deceived!
The Marquis of Garcia deliberately created tension against the Duke of St. Hilde, probably to confuse and paralyze the enemy.
Let everyone think that the Black Cavalry will cause chaos in the northern territory.
However, Marquis Garcia had only one goal from beginning to end - trolls!
Colin thought that he was still slandering the political inefficiency of Marquis Garcia just now, and now it seems that the other party was acting from the beginning.
I was deceived from start to finish like a fool!
"Knight Colin." Marquis Garcia suddenly turned to Colin. "Someone told me that you are a natural fit for the battlefield. Can you dare to hunt the ice sheet with me?"
Colin only felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead, and the figure of Marquis Garcia became so tall in his eyes!
Worthy of being the God of the Northern Army!
Worthy of being the guardian of the human race!
Worthy of being the idol of all young people in the North!
How can such a character be trapped in the vortex of intrigue?
There will always be only one journey for him - the northern ice field!
Thinking of this, Colin responded loudly: "Why don't I dare!"
Marquis García laughed, swung his long whip, and gave an order:
"Go!"
Fifty thousand knights are like a dark tide covering the land, rolling north!
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