A strange world

Chapter 1247 Chapter 169. Behead and become a dog

"Praise the noble god Kinuhart!"

Sir Makarov's lips trembled, and his heart trembled.

If Joan doesn't come back, he plans to find Killian and die together in exchange for the empire's understanding...

After running out of the castle, he saw Miss Montreal standing there, with messy hair, dirty cheeks, her skirt was full of mud, and even her shoes were gone, but at least she was still alive...

"Thank God you're fine!"

Joan imitated the expression of Olmedo, the largest nobleman she had ever seen, and whispered coldly: "Killian...he did something he shouldn't have done."

Sir Makarov's face suddenly turned pale: "Did you..."

"What are you talking about? He just offended me!" Joan gave him a strange look.

"That's good...that's good..." Sir Makarov patted his chest and rejoiced.

The gaffe is not so serious that it cannot be undone.

"But no one can offend the Emperor...Free City!"

Sir Makarov straightened his body, like a soldier in front of a superior: "I understand, Miss Montreal, I, Makarov Loha, will be the sword in your hand!"

"How many people do you have?" Joan asked him.

"The territory also has a great swordsman and an elite mage, and it can summon a hundred swordsmen!"

"not enough……"

After all, Sir Makarov is just a small lord on the edge of the Broken Mountains, and his territory and heritage are not as good as Lord Kilian.

Joan asked Sir Makarov to send people to rush to the capital of the Kingdom of Dimon to ask for help. And stay here by yourself.

She also has a guard with Lord Killian. When the rescue from Liberty City arrives, maybe the guy's body will be hard.

You have to rescue her before it's too late!

"How much money do you have?" Joan asked Sir Makarov.

"What did you say?"

"Coins, gold, gems, anything valuable!"

"Of course!"

"Give them all to me, the more the better. Also prepare a carriage and a guide for me."

Sir Makarov was now following Joan's lead, and without saying a word, he asked the butler to gather what Joan needed.

"There's one more thing." Joan said with disgust: "There is a spy around you. As soon as I arrived in your territory, Killian knew about it... I think the traitor is now preparing to run out and report the news."

"I will make his wail last for three days and three nights!" Sir Makarov's hatred is genuine.

If Miss Montreal hadn't escaped and come back...he would have been dragged out of the bedroom by Imperial soldiers late at night.

Qiong An nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction.

Sir Makarov mobilized his men to investigate, while Joan took the time to wash up, change her clothes and fill her stomach.

Soon, during the interrogation, they discovered that a servant was exposed and arrested. They learned that someone just gave her money and asked her to hand over the information in the castle through a note.

The servant cried and said it was not Miss Montreal who betrayed her...after all, half of the territory saw it that day.

Despite this, Sir Makarov was so angry that he put the servant who betrayed him into the dungeon and continued to catch spies.

Joan didn't interfere. After the housekeeper brought the carriage loaded with belongings, she sat on it and held the reins skillfully.

"Where are you going?" Sir Makarov asked.

"I want to go to the peak where the 'Evil Dragon' is." Qiong An looked at the peak where the blue dragon was.

"Hire the 'Evil Dragon'!"

…

If the Broken Mountain Range is compared to an archipelago, then the largest and core basin in the center of the mountain range is the main island of the archipelago.

The Raymond family is located here.

The dazzling golden palace is backed by the highest peak of the Broken Mountains and surrounded by towering arched walls. Outside the city are row upon row of buildings and orderly streets, which are then surrounded by a second circle of high walls. The outermost perimeter is a collection of low-rise slums and miners' shacks.

It's like a small kingdom.

After escaping, Killian ran all the way back to his family, entered the inner city palace, and met his uncle, the great lord of the Broken Mountains.

The Golden Palace is not simply gilded, but genuine gold... golden columns, golden steps, golden statues... In the golden throne sits the bloated Lord Raymond wearing gold ornaments and hollow gold clothes.

Even the servants are covered in transparent gold gauze, as if everything is made of gold

The Raymond family, which believes in the goddess of wealth, has a fanatical obsession with gold.

After Killian uneasily told what happened, Lord Raymond, who was similar in size to Grand Marshal Galkin, showed an understanding smile: "My nephew, there is only coal and a small amount of ore in the Broken Mountains, how could it suddenly appear? What about a golden family member?

Killian was stunned: "Do you think she is fake?"

"You might as well think about it, what do we have that attracts the Empire and Free City?" Lord Raymond cleared his throat.

The golden gauze maid who was kneeling aside quickly came over, leaned on the big lord's mouth and kissed him. After a while, her cheeks gradually swelled, and she spit out the sucked phlegm into the golden water bottle held by another maid.

Killian thought. The empire is short of coal? It’s impossible to even think about it. Liberty City is short of coal? Will you find yourself thousands of miles away?

"Then if she is fake, what is the purpose of coming to the Broken Mountains? Is Makarov her accomplice? No...he can't use his personal guards as bait..."

"But what if she's real?"

Killian was suspicious by nature. Unless he saw with his own eyes that Miss Montreal was fake, he would always feel uneasy.

"That's the Empire, the Supreme King of our human race." Lord Raymond stretched out his hand, "We have offended the majesty of the Golden Family, or we kneel down and become dogs..."

His hand suddenly grabbed the neck of the maid beside him.

The maid's eyes widened and she couldn't breathe. She tried in vain to pry open the big hand that was tightly strangling her neck, and her slender legs kicked and became weaker and weaker.

Lord Raymond looked at his nephew, his eyes squeezed by fat and oozing with murderous intent: "Or let those who know disappear from this world..."

Killian was stern and took a deep breath and said, "I understand, uncle."

There were not many people who knew about it, but not too few. In addition to his own confidants and the people in the territory, there was only Makarov's territory left.

Fortunately, many of Makarov's guards were killed yesterday, so his strength should be very weak...

Killian just returned to the territory, and his subordinates reported: "Lord, our people sent news that Miss Montreal returned to Makarov's territory, and not long after, she left with a car full of the knight's treasure."

"Is she really a liar..."

Killian said to himself.

But what about the blue dragon?

It is said that there is really a blue dragon in Liberty City, and the evil dragon that ran over a few days ago was also a blue dragon... Is it really just a coincidence?