The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 Then, Senator Doronen stopped insisting. Everyone was seated again. Beside the Lord Feodor, the attendant arranged a chair for Miss Helena, and he sat next to her father.

　　The first topic of the meeting was of course the deployment of defenses. This topic has actually replayed the same old tune. Franco and the old head of Tartarchuk gave a brief report on the fortifications and training of their respective defense areas, and Bishop Kichel also reported on the comfort of the people in the city.

　　Since the deployment of defense was only an introduction to today's meeting, the Lord Feodor was absent-minded. Every time the three presenters finished their speech, the Lord Mayor nodded unconsciously to show his approval.

　　 And Count Anzumov's thoughts were also not put on the meeting. He knows very well that he is the protagonist of today's meeting. When the head of the delegation and the bishops have finished talking, the stage will give way to him. What a wonderful drama this is! There is a wise and wise protagonist, an ignorant and irritable father, a lewd mistress and her lover...

　　With the development of the plot, myself, the protagonist of today will pull out the adulterers in the public, throwing gloves that symbolize a duel to the man.

　　 As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Anzumov couldn't help but smile. His lips were slightly upturned, but his eyes drifted to another person-the real adulterer Catherine.

　　In the eyes of the earl, that person is already a dead person. After he succeeded in overthrowing Doronen and married Helena, the value of that person's existence disappeared. At that time, he was randomly assigned to Catherine to a dangerous position-in such a position, the death rate of officers is also very high. You can kill him with the hands of the Tsarist Russians or the Cossacks. And I don't have to bear any responsibility at all.

　　 "Yeah, ah, ah, ah." City Lord Feodor made a series of "yeh" sounds. Those who are familiar with him know that this is a sign that the meeting can move on to the next topic.

　　 "Everyone, the next topic is related to some secrets, so some people need to avoid it." Xiao Anzumov stood up and spoke for Feodor.

　　 Franco and Tatarchuk stood up, and the latter pulled Yizi's sleeves. This kind of meeting that needs to be avoided generally refers to their Cossacks and mercenaries.

　　 But at this time, an unexpected thing happened.

　　 "Please wait, I have something to say." Catherine stood up and said to everyone.

　　 Then, the young mercenary, ignoring the eyes of the participants, walked towards Miss Helena and took her hand.

Under the dumbfounded expression of the Lord Feodor, Catherine knelt on one knee and raised her head and said: "My beloved Lord Lord, my benefactor. I am sorry that I have not had the courage to stand up. Yes, that and Helena is the one who loves her privately. I adore Miss Helena’s intelligence and elegance, and admire her impure heart and natural voice. We are in love, and we love so deeply. But we know that this Love will not be blessed by you. Although I came from an aristocratic family in Scotland, my family has small wealth, but I was taken captive by the traitor Cromwell in the Royal War. My family, forty-three families All the members died in the war. Now I am the only descendant of the family. I am standing alone and alone. I am not worthy of the noble Helena, I know. But love is here, and Cupid’s magical arrow shoots I have no choice but to say that it is God’s will."

　　 After finishing speaking, the affectionate Scottish youth took Helena's father's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

　　 At this time, everyone present had different expressions. Fyodor was completely stunned, his brain was blank, his eyes stared at Catherine who was kneeling on the ground empty, his mouth opened unconsciously, but he couldn't say anything.

　　 The expression on Little Anzumov's face was completely distorted. He stared at Catherine and Helena fiercely, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf. Catherine's action completely disrupted her plan. The victim has surrendered, and his plan to blame Doronin is a complete failure. Catherine, the coward from before jumped out at this moment, how could this not make Anzumov angry.

　　 The expressions of Franco and Doronin were the most calm. The two looked at Fyodor and Catherine, who were frozen, then glanced at each other, and smiled at each other.

　　 Oleg was gloating. He was fed up with the anger of the nobles. This time, seeing Feodor, the incompetent city lord, be so ugly, how could he not make him happy.

　　 "God." Bishop Kischell drew a cross on his chest, ready to say something.

　　 "Death penalty." Earl Anzumov roared. The loud voice directly overshadowed Bishop Kischel.

　　 At this time, everyone's attention shifted directly to Count Anzumov's body.

　　 "Death penalty." Xiao Anzumov repeated: "Father, this Scot has tarnished my honor and deprived my lover. Only the death penalty can compensate me for this pain."

"Yes, the death penalty. I will fulfill your wish. My son-in-law." Feodor also recovered. Between a helpless mercenary and a powerful son-in-law, Feodor It was natural to stand on the side of Little Anzumov.

　　 Helena burst into tears immediately after hearing Feodor say this. The poor noble lady also knelt on the ground, took her father's hand, and begged Feodor for forgiveness. But this indecisive city lord seems to be determined this time.

　　 "Then take my life. If love is a mistake, I am willing to pay any price for this mistake." Facing death, Catherine seemed calm.

　　 "Mine too." Helena said closely to Catherine.

　　 "Praise God."

　　 At this time, Bishop Kischel, who had been interrupted by Anzumov just now, spoke again. He was speaking to Feodor.

　　 "Praise for everlasting life."

"My friend," said Bishop Kichel, "Helena is my goddaughter, and I have always regarded her as my own daughter. Today she and this young man made such a mistake, and I am also very sad. This is true. It's an insult to Count Anzumov's family. But young people, who has not made any mistakes for love? If this Scot is sentenced to death, then your daughter and my goddaughter will also be heartbroken and depressed. Is this what a father would like to see?"

　　 The words of the bishop came to the heart of a father. A love for a daughter could not help but flooded Feodor's heart, and his eyes were full of doting when he looked at Helena.

　　 "City Lord, love shouldn't be blamed." Doronen also helped out. Of course, this young congressman would like to see his opponent deflated.

　　 "It's awful." Looking at Feodor's eyes, Xiao Anzumov knew that the balance in Feodor's heart had been leaning toward his daughter. This aristocratic young man thought a thousand times, hoping to find the way that was most beneficial to him.

　　 Give up the marriage with Helena? If that happens, the plan to marry his family and Feodor will completely fail. This is a path I would never take.

　　 Asking for monetary compensation? Of course, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is its own right. But this Catherine himself said that he was a pauper, and how many Taylors could he get from him? Besides, Taylor of Anzumov's family is more than enough to fill up a house.

　　 But obviously, asking Catherine to be killed on the spot is also unrealistic. To make such a cruel request in front of so many people is obviously not in line with the image that I have worked hard to establish.

　　 "Of course love is not to blame." Xiao Anzumov said. After thinking about it, he finally made a decision. And his first sentence gave Helena hope and made her mistakenly think that Xiao Anzumov has changed sex. She couldn't help stepping forward to kiss the hand of Anzumov, thanking him for his generosity.

　　 "But," Xiao Anzumov continued: "I will not give up my marriage to Miss Helena, because it was a marriage contract confirmed by the two families. If you violate the marriage contract, you are betraying the family."

　　 Helena's face was pale. In this way, his lover was rescued, but he still had to fall into the clutches of Count Anzumov.

　　 "Of course, the marriage contract will not change." Feodor did not want to give up the marriage with the Anzumov family.

　　 "And Catherine, I demand that he be immediately famous among the mercenaries, and put on a burlap bag, hang the scabbard around his neck and walk from the castle to the gate of the city."

　　 Parade wearing burlap bags is already a great insult to a nobleman.

　　 "Earl Anzumov," Catherine stood up when she heard the words.

　　 "I won't give up Helena, and I won't put on a burlap bag according to your request."

　　 "Oh?" Little Anzumov raised his eyebrows. He couldn't think of how much Catherine could make.

Snapped. Catherine threw a glove on Little Anzumov's shoulder.

　　 "I want to fight you."