On the Seven Towers

In the corridor outside the conference hall, Franco and Gram walked side by side.

Although the afternoon sun shines in through the glass windows, filling the entire corridor with warm colors, the continuous sound of gunfire outside makes everyone walking inside feel heavy, and naturally spreads a gloomy atmosphere. . Count Duane and Master Edel followed them for a while and then dispersed.

Gram sensed that no one was peeping around him, and sneered: "Brother, have you seen it? This is how our emperor looks frustrated. He is always wise and correct, and all problems come from others. I saved myself. I am a soldier, but I am considered to be disadvantaged in combat. Do I have to break both my arms?"

"He's just an angry kid at this time." Franco's face looked equally ugly.

"Our family has never been sorry to the empire. My father doesn't know whether he will live or die for the empire, but he treats us like this." Gram hit his left palm with his right fist. "Why don't we go directly to negotiate with the Chinese and get my father back?" Bar."

"You want to do business with the Chinese directly?" Franco said, "Then at least we need to know whether father is dead or alive."

"Maybe we should talk to the Chinese whether our father is dead or alive." Gram said, "There is a reason for me to say this. Do you know who I met before? Mollet! The one we thought must die The undoubted leader of the Black Guards, Mollet, was actually rescued by the Chinese. Now he can lead a team in the Chinese army. He is the great swordsman who fought against me before. "

Franco said: "The Chinese actually cured his plague?"

"Rather than being cured, it is better to say that he was resurrected for some reason. I have felt that there is no trace of negative energy in his body at all," Gram said.

"That means he can't be an undead."

Gram said: "Yes. It is a state that we don't know very well, but it retains all its previous strength. But more importantly, I can feel that he voluntarily served the Chinese, and the Chinese actually also Trust him so much. Can you imagine that our Emperor would do the same thing?

Mollett asked me who is the real enemy of our family at present. If the Empire were defeated, who would be held responsible for those defeats? Is it the 'wise and mighty' Majesty, or the 'stupid and cowardly' you and me? "

"This is a provocation, a very low-level stratagem to alienate people," Franco said.

Gram said: "If the vassal and the monarch can be separated, it only means that there is such soil between them."

Franco remained silent, and the two of them had already reached the entrance of the palace. He pushed open the door and walked outside. The sound of artillery fire not far ahead became more obvious.

The two walked for a while, avoiding the surrounding sentry posts. Franco said: "I didn't expect that you would have such an idea."

"Do you still remember the scene when my father was knocked off the roof by the emperor? If Gandas hadn't come in just now, what do you think my result would have been? Would it have been better than my father? Humph!" Gram snorted, "Brother, think about it carefully."

The two of them walked down the hillside and happened to encounter two black guards and an elite bodyguard from their family walking over.

Gram stretched out his hand to stop them and said: "Aniceto? Weren't you captured by the Chinese?"

"Master Gram, Master Franco, I am now a messenger released by the Chinese. They want to take me to see His Majesty the Emperor." The personal guard named Aniceto said. He glanced at the black guard beside him and said, "My lords, I have a few words that the Duke asked me to bring to you. I hope I can tell you in private."

"Father is alive? What's going on now?" Gram asked.

"The Duke was captured by the Chinese and suffered some injuries, but when I saw him, he seemed to be in good spirits. However, Duke Marcus died in the battle, Master Cynthia was seriously injured and captured, and Duke Stuart He was enchanted and fell into a deep sleep that he could not wake up from. In short, none of the masters who participated in the duel on the front battlefield escaped," Aniceto said.

"Stop! Don't say any more." The black guard escorting him interrupted Aniceto, "You are a messenger from the Tower of China. You cannot tell anyone what you know before you have met His Majesty. people."

A golden light flashed on Gram's right hand, and when he pressed it on the black guard, he flew over and fell down seven or eight stone steps.

"No one can control if my people want to talk to me." Gram unfolded a barrier of light, shrouding Franco and Aniceto inside. He said to Aniceto: "Continue Say it.”

"The Duke didn't say much. He just asked me to bring a letter. He said that after you read the letter, you will naturally know what to do. He asked you to read the letter using the fourth set of secret words, and then yourself Make a decision." Aniceto bent down and tore open the upper of his boots and took out a letter.

After the Black Guards took Aniceto away again, Franco and Gram walked into an unnoticed house and opened the Duke's letter.

Franco looked at the new channel: "There are actually two sets of secret words nested inside. If you read it through the first set of secret words, it is a surrender letter asking us to surrender to the Chinese, but if you read it through the fourth set of secret words, it is very confusing. It’s different...what!”

"Father actually has such an idea?" Gram checked the contents of the secret code repeatedly, and looked at his brother in shock, "Do you think this is what he really meant?"

"It should be, no one can force him to write such a letter. I guess the first set of secret codes is used to fool the Chinese, and this second set of riddles is what he really wants to tell us." Franco said in a deep voice.

Seeing Gram lowering his head in thought, he said, "Are you really going to do it according to his wishes?"

Gram raised his head and said, "Huh, I have had such an idea in my mind for a long time, don't you? How about it, brother, how about we work together to realize our father's expectations?

He is now with the Chinese, and he should know the overall situation better than us. Maybe, as he said, this is an opportunity for our entire family."

Before Franco answered, he felt a strong spatial fluctuation coming from behind. The two looked at the emperor's palace together, and then a strong pressure appeared in the palace. It was the power that escaped when people who surpassed their realm tore through space.

"This power, could it be..."

"Saint Morales?"