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"Boom!"

As Earl Morrison's body fell to the ground, everyone in the venue seemed to have reacted.

There was horror everywhere.

Killed!

Moreover, it was an Earl who have been killed!

The knight Kahn with blood on his face looked calm.

It seems that what he killed just now was just a chicken.

Ignoring all the strange gazes around him, the knight Kahn took the long sword back into the scabbard and returned to his seat.

Colin looked at Kahn and felt as if the other person had completely changed.

The coward who was hiding in the Fallen Eagle City and dared not even go to the battlefield, now became a murderous mob.

However, Colin also had no surprises.

Cowardice and cruelty, two extreme personalities that seem to have nothing to do with each other, are actually twins.

If a cowardly person is pushed to a desperate situation, the brutality that erupts is often awe-inspiring.

Moreover, Colin has also realized it.

The knight Kahn had already had no way of retreat.

When Kahn was the first to stand up and denounce Marquis Charles, asking him to give up his title to make atonement for the soldiers who died in the war, he couldn't look back.

The Sudor family can only go one way to the dark.

If the Duke cannot be allowed to bow his head this time, or even change to another Duke, then perhaps Earl Uman can still save himself, but the Sudor family will inevitably become the target of the Duke’s anger.

Thinking of this, Colin couldn't help but sympathize with this poor fellow.

You know, he was just a little pawn who was pushed to the stage by the old fox, Earl Uman.

But now, he has really become a pawn across the river, can only advance, not retreat.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire venue, making everyone feel anxious.

"Go on." Earl Uman ordered the attendant holding the parchment.

"Yes." The attendant immediately handed the parchment to the next lord.

And Earl Morrison's body was lying on the venue like this, no one paid any attention.

The blood was slowly flowing, and the scene became more serious.

Seeing the fate of not signing, the lords behind naturally did not dare to object anymore and all signed their names.

Soon, the attendant came to Colin.

Colin looked at the paper and pen in front of him, sighed in his heart, and could only obediently sign the name.

There is no way, if he doesn't sign, there is definitely no way to get out of here alive.

The kid Kahn probably couldn't wait to kill him.

Finally, the signature is over.

Nearly a hundred lords, large and small, except for the corpse of Earl Morrison, all signed on parchment.

At this time, they both boarded the same thief ship.

As for whether this ship will sail to the sea of ​​stars, or will sink to the bottom of the sea halfway, it depends on the arrangement of fate.

"Very good!" Earl Uman stood up, took the signed roll of parchment, and said, "Next, I will arrange for someone to put this petition in the hands of the Duke of St. Hilde. Today's meeting is over. So far, thank you all!"

After speaking, he strode out of the venue.

Everyone also left.

Colin was not in a hurry to go, but stepped forward to stop Earl Dawson.

Before he could speak, Earl Dawson stopped Colin with his eyes, and then motioned for him to follow him. 

Colin shut his mouth obediently and followed Earl Dawson through a corridor to a room deep in the inner courtyard of the castle.

Looking at the familiar layouts around, Colin always felt that he had been here before.

"Here is it?"

"Huh, Colin? Why are you here?"

Still waiting for Earl Dawson to answer his question, Colin heard Vera's voice.

As soon as he turned his head, Colin saw the female mage who was particularly valiantly dressed.

Today, she is wearing a kite chiffon shirt and white tights, and a pair of brown riding boots on her feet.

This dress is very close to the body, perfectly delineating Vera's body line.

Colin stared at it several times.

"Earl Dawson brought me here. Are you going to go out dressed like this?"

"Yeah. Uncle is going to take me to hunt!" Vera said excitedly.

"Uncle?" Colin realized why he thought the layout here was so familiar.

Because this is where Marquis Garcia lived, Vera had brought him here two months ago.

At that time, the two of them were going to dissuade the Marquis of Garcia from conflicting with the Duke of St. Hilde.

Moreover, the Marquis of Garcia was not in the castle at that time, but in...

Ready to hunt!

However, his prey at that time was not an ordinary beast.

Rather, an army of three hundred thousand trolls!

Now that the conflict between the two brothers is imminent, Marquis Garcia is going to hunt again?

What is his prey this time?

"Colin, you came just right." Marquis Garcia also walked out and invited with a smile, "Let's go hunting together."

Colin blinked and smiled: "Okay!"

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At the same time.

A messenger was galloping out of Ice Rock City on a fast horse, toward the Golden Lion Army's camp.

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The Tulip Chamber of Commerce is stationed in the eastern district of Ice Rock City.

Earl Uman was led by Oliver to a secret room.

"He's in there?"

"Yes, Lord Earl."

Earl Uman waved his hand and motioned to Oliver to leave.

Oliver's chubby face was covered with a flattering smile that was about to overflow: "Yes, Lord Earl. If you have any more needs, please tell me."

After speaking, he quickly withdrew.

Earl Uman opened the door alone and walked in.

Close the door again.

There was no one in the room.

Earl Uman was also not surprised, but sat down in a chair and waited with peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took.

A figure suddenly appeared in the room, as if it had been there from the beginning.

"Master Earl."

Earl Uman looked at the black-robed man who appeared like a ghost, and was not surprised. He just nodded and asked: "Why are you so anxious to see me?"

"I brought a message from Mr. Hood."

Earl Uman frowned and said lightly: "Say."

"Mr. Hood hopes that you can suspend the original plan."

"Ho ho." Earl Uman smiled.

He stood up, walked in front of the black-robed man, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Then you also send a message to Mr. Hood for me--

I am not his servant, and I don't need to follow his orders! "

"Master Earl, you can't do this. This will destroy Mr. Hood's plan..."

Earl Uman grabbed the black-robed man's neck and interrupted his speech.

"Ho...Ho..." The black-robed man panted hard, struggling, and the hood covering his head slid down, revealing a panicked face.

"Remember, you are just a messenger.

You have only one mouth and one pair of ears.

Whatever you hear, you will convey when you go back.

Everything else has nothing to do with you!

Do you understand? "

"Understood……"

"Boom!"

Earl Uman threw the black-robed man to the ground, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Master Earl, there is one more thing." The black-robed man suddenly spoke again.

"Say."

"His Royal Highness Okamoto has inherited the throne of the Prince of the South, and will leave for the North."

Earl Uman suddenly turned around, staring at the black-robed man with piercing eyes.

There was undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

The black-robed man was frightened by the opponent's gaze and took a step back, his expression alert.

But Earl Uman didn't make any more drastic actions. He just stared at the black-robed man coldly for a while, and then faintly dropped a sentence:

"Understood."

Then left.

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