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"Fenrir the disgusting, incompetent, voyeuristic coward!"

Andris squeezed out the words one by one between his teeth, his voice was as low as a growl.Only his voice echoed in the wide main hall, and the attendants did not dare to speak loudly, standing silently with their heads bowed like logs. Although the current owner of the Hermes family was insulting the reputation of the supreme ruler of the kingdom, that day The glory of the scepter only shines in the king's capital, and almost every noble will use some specific terms to modify the king's honorific title when they are in their own territory.It’s just that it’s rare for Earl Andris to be so bold. Normally, Earl Andris would give King Fenrir a leaf to hide his shame, but today is unusual. Count Andris’ anger can almost burn him With a bushy beard that stretched from sideburns to chin, if King Fenrir was in front of him, the count's malice would be enough to stop the heart of the king whose name was exactly the opposite of his.

"My Hermes family has fought bloody battles for this country for 400 years! Work hard and never slack off! The corpses of the enemies we killed for this country are enough to pave a road from Hermes to the capital. No family can compare with us !Under our protection, the Bordeaux dynasty has been peaceful and peaceful!" He grabbed the parchment scroll on the table with exquisite cursive characters and tore it into pieces, "That bastard with premature ejaculation dared to do this to me?! Bi What the hell is an uncle selling his daughter to Barrow, a syphilis-soaked, filthy bastard who can be called a duke?! With such shameless flattery, Fenrir, who deserves to be fed every bone, dares to change the tradition of the kingdom, the cornerstone of the founding of the country, and make him a marquis?! An earl is named a marquis, who allows him to create a position that climbs to the head of the earl? The Earl guarded the border, the Marquis condensed his eggs in the country, and then told me that they decided to make these parasites lying on women's laps more noble, and invited me to attend the wedding ceremony of these maggots and princes of rotten flesh?!"

Count Andris suddenly pulled out his saber and slashed at the table in front of him. The blade was deeply pierced into the solid pine tabletop. The count, who was far from venting his real anger, kicked towards the table. With the sound of impact, The heavy desk moved about an inch away, and it was hard to see that he was 43 years old, almost an old man.

"What's the use of being angry?"

A person said, his tone calm, unaffected by the Earl's anger.

The count turned his head and looked at him, "Do you want me to kill that disgusting earthworm of Bieber?"

"I believe there is nothing you can't do." The man replied tactfully, he was wearing a white robe, which means that if he is not a high-ranking mage Pu Ze, he is a white-clothed bishop of the Holy See. Although these two professions have many differences, But there is not much difference in essence. For most people, this white dress means great power and tyrannical control.Just judging from the standard of clothing, he is a mage, and facing the earl's round eyes, the mage's slender face even showed a sarcastic smile, "But...it really doesn't matter to you. benefit."

"Benefits?" the count roared again. "I have never received any benefits in this country! My family's contribution is worth nothing compared to what we have received!"

"Anyway, you never paid attention to them. Those little political games are just games. What can they change?" said the mage. The blade twisted, and then melted into a puddle of metal liquid, dripping from the table to the ground, "Power is the truth."

"..." The count took a few breaths. He really hated this bastard. He always took his time and didn't care about anything other than strength. He was even sure that when he said "strength is the truth", The contempt shown by the loathsome mage was not limited to the count's enemies.Is it amazing to have power!If you have the ability, you can manage the army, lead the battlefield, and be the leader of a 400-year-old family!But he needs this bastard, unless he is prepared to be his enemy, no matter how hot the earl is, he can't directly refute the mage.

"It's very easy to stop this kind of trick, as long as there is one of your staff who is worthy of their treatment, you know that it only takes a small move to make those docile lambs in the capital give up their delusions of challenging your authority. "The mage brushed off his sleeves, looking like I know it too, but do you think I'll tell you directly? ——Hateful countenance.

Earl did not know how many times he mentally sliced ​​the mage into pieces, but in fact he could only yell at the attendant closest to him, "Call those trash!"

The squire ran out with amnesty, and a man standing by the door hurriedly made way for him. At this time, the count discovered the long-forgotten captain of the border guard.The burly man's face was pale, and under the earl's eyes, he seemed to wish he had the talent of invisibility, and he had a strong sense of presence.

"You are... what are you doing here?" The earl, who couldn't remember the guy's name, asked unkindly. A man should hold his head high. What does this guy look like?

"I, I am the captain of the Border Guard, responsible for patrolling the area around Loews Farm," the captain of the guard swallowed, trying to straighten out his stiff tongue, "Not long ago, we followed the rules and went to the residence of the bereaved family to collect taxes , but those tyrannical rascals resisted the tax..."

"Why do you come to tell me such a question?" said the Count gloomily.

The captain of the guard almost trembled, "Not only did they resist taxes, but they also killed our people—"

"The scum of xx! You deserve to go back to your mother's belly! What do you say about this kind of thing?!" Even with a considerable distance, the earl's saliva could still be sprayed on the face of the captain of the guard, and the mage left in disgust. They got a little farther away, "Aren't you going to kill them all? How dare you come to report to me after being chased away by those savages who don't even have a piece of scrap iron?! How dare you come to see me with this head on your head? ?! Someone—”

"No! No! My lord, they have weapons! They violated the ban!" The captain of the border guard desperately appealed for his own life, "It's not my fault, it's the survivors who violated the ban!"

The count stretched out his hand to tell the attendants to stop, "Where did they get the weapons? Smuggled?"

"We don't know... We didn't see it last time when we collected taxes, but this time they ambushed us!" The captain of the guard said in a trembling voice, "At least they have a bow and arrow, and they left it on the battlefield! I Bring it on!"

The earl seemed to have no plans to deal with him for the time being. The captain of the guard handed over the evidence to the attendant, who presented it to the earl—although it was an honor to catch the nobleman's saliva with his face, the captain of the right guard who had direct contact with the earl still No.The count took up the badly worn longbow, and snapped it.

"There is no need for them to exist any longer," said the count.

The mage chuckled, but said nothing.The captain of the guard looked at the gloomy count anxiously, not sure what would happen to him who had picked the wrong time. The idea of ​​revenge against the bereaved family had been squeezed to nowhere. He forgot that Andris was famous for his hatred of failure. Moreover, the earl, who was temporarily overwhelmed by his old opponent, was obviously in an extremely bad mood. He basically sent himself up as cannon fodder.Now he doesn't dare to hope for anything, he just wants to die and the whole bereaved family will be buried with him... Taking a deep breath, the count decided to let these ants who dare to offend him know that the dignity of Hermes must not be violated. He opened his mouth and was about to Order--

— A burst of laughter interrupted him.The young man's hearty laughter and the woman's sweet response came from outside the door. The youthful and cheerful smell was like a stone thrown into a pond for this dreary room, which made the Earl's mood fluctuate accordingly.The door of the main hall was opened by a servant, and two outstanding young men walked in from outside.

"Father!" The charming girl smiled and walked towards her irritable relative, "Oh, which fool with a bad memory made you angry again?"

"My lovely Sissy, it is inevitable to encounter some stumbling blocks when riding a horse." Facing the youngest daughter, even Earl Andris became more refined.

"It's just stones, let the servants take them away~" the girl said in a drawn out voice.

"Father, I'm planning to do that!"

But the earl's son picked up the broken longbow from the ground, looked at it carefully, then raised his head and smiled at the earl, "This bow looks familiar. Father, who sent you this bow?" one's gift?"

The earl, who was distracted by his daughter, pointed at the captain of the guard and said, "Since you have finished your inconsequential travel, it's time to do something small for the family. Let that—" He paused, swallowing hard Use some starving word, "--guy lead the way for you, clear the world of Lois' remnants. . . . Trust your brother, he has absolutely no vision..."

The earl's son didn't mind being left out by his father at all, he still held the broken bow, said goodbye to his father and sister, turned his head to the captain of the guard who had received amnesty, and walked out of the room.What the Earl didn't notice was that, as the captain of the guard hurriedly followed, the mage also left without a sound.

"Long time no see, Archmage Jacques, you seem to have improved a lot."

"You are also stronger than when we met last time." Jacques said, "It seems that you have finished your studies?"

"No, the teacher has already given up on me, 'You can practice on your own, and don't call yourself my disciple if you die outside'——Look, it's really sad." The young man smiled.

Jacques snorted and sneered at this old trick, "What are you still doing with that thing?"

"Oh, I'm very interested in it. I met a man on one of my travels and he taught me a very memorable lesson that I never forgot. This bow is very similar to the one he was holding at that time. .” said the young man.

Jacques narrowed his eyes, "Black-haired?"

"No, it's a silver-haired beauty...at least, it looks silver-haired." The young man smiled, "I got a clue about him by accident, but I need to confirm it again." He turned his head slightly and glanced at The man following behind.