Besides, the aristocracy may not be completely dead, they will always have a day when they die again, he can wait.
He finally took a pity at the city that once belonged to him.
Then he followed the attendant and left the roof of the castle.
But as soon as he entered the hall, the attendant screamed and fell on his back. Grand Prix Golan-Elson was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man with a crossbow suddenly appearing in front of him, and the crossbow with the tail feathers trembling in his servants throat.
Thats an extremely middle-aged man.
Her hair was disheveled and her face was dusty, but her eyes were still shiny. Although the clothes on his body can still be seen in the style of his aristocracy, they are already torn and filthy, as if they had been picked from a garbage dump.
But it was such a person who smiled politely at Grand Prix Golan-Elson, and then walked out of the gates behind him, two more each.
The Duke recognized with amazement one of them, who was a subordinate member of his aristocratic council—he remembered as if he was called Habqi, and it was said that a son was serving in the White Lion Legion and was trusted by Her Royal Highness.
And thats who he is—who is so stubborn, careless about others, and is not guilty of humans—at this moment holding a **** sword and looking at him coldly.
The other, Duke Golan-Elson, didnt know him, but it scared him even more. Because this knight-dressed, bland-looking man, holding a sword at the moment, was wearing a delicate badge, and a candlelight on that badge was shining.
Thats the candlelight badge.
There was only one of them in the entire Eruin.
“Scott, thank you for bringing us here,” the middle-aged man said to the Cavaliers with a smile, full of respect. “If you dont mind, Ill take it for you.”
The knight glanced at Archduke Golan-Elson and nodded silently.
“Overwell …” Archduke Golan-Elsons voice was a little hoarse: “You win, why not kill them all.”
“The enemy who imprisoned me here, Lord Duke wouldnt think I wasnt going to report it, right?” Overwell looked at him coldly: “Every Black Rose war, how did you escape? How many people have died because of your fault? Do you really think that this account will never be remembered? “
“But Im a noble, you cant—!”
“Yes, so Eruin no longer needs such aristocracy.”
Grand Prix Golan-Elsons eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, suddenly yelling, and pulled out his sword to split at the two.
But before Overwell could do it, Duke Golan-Elson saw a long sword piercing his chest. The funny thing is, he didnt even have time to see when the sword was pulled out.
There was a gurgling noise in his throat, and he knelt on his knees.
“You actually shot at a swordsmans son,” Overwell said sarcastically. “At least before you die, you let me admire your courage, old guy.”
Grand Duke Golan-Elson fell to the ground.
Scott then retracted the sword.
Overwell looked at him and said sincerely, “I havent seen you in years, and your sword skills havent retrogressed at all.”
But the man just shook his head silently.
at dusk.
Princess Griffin finally saw Duke Golan-Elsons dead head.
But she didnt even take a closer look, only turned around and handed the note to Overwell.
“My grandfather killed himself, and the Viero family has surrendered to the highland knights of Karasu, and they want my asylum.”
“What does Her Royal Highness think?”
Griffin closed his mouth.
She didnt know what kind of thought she should have in her heart, was she happy? But it may not be that, after all, it is her grandfather, but it is sad, maybe there are not so many.
She shook her head gently: “I am not bloodthirsty, but those involved in treason must be punished-as for the innocent, invite Miss Oni to represent the Viero family as a member of the aristocracy.”
“Is the Noble House the new Noble Parliament?” Overwell asked, looking up.
“Yes, the nobles of Alluin will rebirth in this war and lead the country with a new attitude, and those old things will not need to be left,” said Ge. Riffin chuckled at himself: “At first, I was going to promise you an earls land, but now it seems that I will lose words.”
Overwell took care of this, and he shook his head.
“None of these are my pursuits. Although it may be a bit arrogant to say so, it is nothing compared to your knight. But I am at least thankful that some people have been blinded by interest and greed. , But there are still people who have not been with them. “
“Teacher, you are one of them.”
Overwell smiled proudly.
Griffin looked at him and asked, “Teacher, I would like to invite you to be the first speaker of the Aruin Noble Assembly.”
The Eruins lone wolf listened to this question, and looked at the sunset with some emotions below the horizon.
He was silent for a while before giving the answer to this question. “There should have been a more suitable candidate for this position,” he said, “whether it is His Highness Eldest Prince Wang or Bredel , it is more suitable than me.”
“Brother, he is indeed the hero of Eruin.”
Overwell was somewhat surprised that Her Royal Highness had deliberately avoided the man.
But Griffin just looked up and stared calmly at the stars rising from the east. She finally realized her ideal and reestablished the conviction of the kingdom. But at this moment, she found that she was not too much How happy.
It turned out that I lost more for this.
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The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 512 Kingdom rebirth (below)
The purple ocean is disappearing from the valley.
The herald looked at that direction stunned, and after a while, he turned back and said in an unbelievable tone: “They … they are retreating from the first line of defense, Your Excellency.”
Veronica looked at the scene calmly.
In the valley, Faina lifted her helmet upwards, flung her long golden hair, and was covered with steaming sweat. She threw the helmet out of the distance, and raised the knights sword with the rolled blade high in her hands, shouting hysterically to the distance:
“We won!” Tears could not help but burst into tears.
By her side, the knights were already cheering.
Everyone was cheering.
Magdal stood silently next to his grandfather, and Saint Wolf, the White Wolf Sword, pressed down on the sharp rock with one hand and looked down at the scene. The breeze blew across the Alkash Valley, as if a gentle hand was touching between the bare mountains and rocks, with broken flags, wreckage, and flowing blood.
It was a tragic victory.
In the air, on countless floating ships, the Hazel and Cruz people watched this scene together-this is the first time that the crystal cluster has retreated in three months.
Its meaning is self-explanatory.
This is the beginning of Swifts year. The upheaval that people have experienced in the past six months is far more violent than at any moment in history. The civil strife of the Cruz Empire, the fall of the black moon, the advent of the magic tide, the resurgence of the dusk, the disaster of the White Mountains, the chaos of the Eruin, the beginning and end of the Wizarding War
However, in the end, Vond emerged from a series of complicated incidents. With the end of the Wizarding War as the background of the Bugatians public bow, Saint Osor and Madara finally reached a union. As if in the darkness of reaching five fingers, people finally saw the dawn of dawn.
That may be the darkest moment before dawn.
The combined fleet of the Hazels and the Cruzs crossed most of the St. White Plains, writing a perfect stop at the end of the battle. Bahamut fell outside the city of Kandbel in the winter year of the sword year, while the quinine lions who rejoined the holy covenant abandoned their former suspects and helped their former enemies in the battle in Corkova. The Eruin calmed the rebellion.