Duke of Grief

"This damn..."

Pad glanced at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but scolded.

Then, his eyes crossed the wall and saw a dark barracks in the distance, and asked the soldiers around him: "Is there still nothing to do with the long ears?"

"Yes, sir, they haven't made much noise!" The soldier replied loudly.

Pard's face was not very pretty. The elves faced them for a long time. From midsummer, until now, there has been no major movement for a few months. The military camp that is almost integrated with the vegetation is quietly stationed there.

At first, he sent someone to ask, but the group of long ears did not give his messenger a good complexion, and drove the messenger back directly!

Ask him to say, how good is it to send people directly and kill them with real swordsmanship? But the news from the capital is that he should not act rashly... Ha, "recklessly!"

‘It’s all thin! He can only talk about it in his heart.

The knights of the Principality of Sorrowful Wind came to the door before. Everyone knew that their action was to save the ‘elf slaves’. Isn’t this army’s intention to confront them now obvious? However, those in the upper class still told him not to act rashly.

I don't know who is the real "Patriot"!

"Bah!" Pad spit at his feet and turned away with a snort.

"The long ears should have been our slaves..."

Listening to the whispered words of the general as he left, the soldier stood behind the women's wall, his waist was still straight, but he was shocked by the cold sweat.

The sentence of great disrespect just now...he should not have heard it!

After walking for a while, Pad looked back again and found that the soldier was still standing upright with a spine. He couldn't help humming and whispered, "Waste!"

At this time, the rain began to fall again, and the soldiers guarding the walls skillfully took out their raincoats and draped themselves over them.

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"Are they still quiet?" Rurno asked with a sigh.

Skopaf, sitting next to him, shook his head, forkd the steak in front of him, and took a bite.

The food that was still abundant in front of him suddenly became tasteless in Rurno's eyes. He put down the knife and fork in his hand and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Since entering the spring, after the summer, there has been more rainfall. Until now, sometimes there will be sleet, the rain will rush, and the snowflakes will slowly drift.

The Kurkut Empire was very cold this winter, even in the capital Norman, which is far from the coastline.

The cold south wind was blowing outside the glass window. Rurno held a glass of red wine in his hand and stared blankly at the goose feathers and snow outside the window. He lamented, "This winter will freeze many people again..."

He is still staying at home to recuperate. Although he can already move normally, his health is not very good.

Because there is really nothing to do, he has been paying attention to the movement of those elves on the northern border recently.

There is always a connection between Skotaf and the Blue Dragon Clan. Although the Blue Dragon Clan did not choose to live with humans like the Silver Dragon Clan, the relationship between their empire and the Blue Dragon Clan has always been very good. Can borrow the power of the Blue Dragon.

Compared to what happened in China a while ago, he paid more attention to the elves confronting the army in the north.

Those nobles were to blame themselves. No matter he or the other mages in the association, they were quite indifferent to this kind of thing. Whatever the nobility loved would be.

He is more concerned about the elven army in the north. If they are just to attract the attention and let the knights of the Principality of the Windy Wind do a good job, then they should withdraw after the knights of the Principality of the Windy Wind rescue the elf slaves. But they don't.

They have other things to do, but ‘other things’ may not just target those nobles...

Ruerno wanted to know what the elves thought, so he asked the dragon of the Blue Dragon clan to ask, but there was no answer, and there was no movement.

Starry and Jiaoyue Forest are still as peaceful as ever. Now that forest has completely become a deep pit, and no one can climb up when they walk in.

It seems that a coup d'état has occurred in the Principality of Upps, and it is now deeply engulfed in a civil war. However, without going through the Principality of Upps, no one without identification can enter the Moon Forest.

No one can enter the forest now, so no one knows what is going on inside, even the Blue Dragon clan can't go too far to investigate the elven clan.

"...I'll go by myself!"

Drinking a sip of red wine from the glass, Rurno gently lowered the glass and whispered.

Skopaf stopped eating, raised his head, chewed the meat in his mouth, then swallowed it, silently looking at Rurno, without saying a word.

Ruerno looked blankly out of the window, and there was heavy snow.

His old face was reflected on the glass, looking at the face where the muscles were starting to relax, he suddenly laughed: "Scott, I don't seem to live long!"

Blue Dragon didn't speak, just sighed.

"Did you know? I have been thinking in recent days. In the rest of the day, what can I do for this country... what to do for my beloved empire..." Rurno closed his eyes. Mumbled to himself, "But I found out that I can't seem to do anything..."

Lan Long looked down silently, listening quietly.

"In the past four hundred years, I have developed this country and become a world-famous magical empire!" The old man straightened slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "This is also me The pride of a lifetime!"

The smile on his face slowly faded, and the chief court magistrate frowned, and sighed: "But I found...I seem to have done something wrong..."

"Did you know? At first, those nobles, like me, were full of vitality, now they lie in the tomb, but I am still alive; at the beginning, those people were a group of true "braves"-regardless of meanness, tyranny or not ~www.NovelMTL.com~ When facing strong enemies, they dare to stand up and draw their swords to protect their people."

"But... everything has changed now!"

Ruerno held out his hand to the glass that blocked the wind and frost, and there seemed to be many nostalgic figures beside the old face.

"Why is this so..."

The old man clenched his fists suddenly and pressed against the cold glass.

Feeling the cold coming from the fist, Rurno took a deep breath and his eyes became firm again.

Without a head or a tail, Ruhrno turned to Skodaf and said, "When I come back, you will find an excuse to leave for a while!"

This time, Skodaf knew that he would lose a friend.

But he wouldn't persuade anything, and persuasion was useless. Ruhrno's mind was decided. No matter what happened, he would carry out his beliefs to the end.

There is a ‘persistence’ in every legendary heart, and the obsession of this legendary mage, known by the world as the “breath of the wind”, is the ‘state’!

He loves this empire incomparably, more than anyone else.

What he loves is this country, not a certain ruling class, a certain royal family...

As long as it can make this country a better place, even if it changes the world!

Therefore, Skodaf nodded silently.

Ruhrnod nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and shouted, "Krichev, prepare a carriage for me, I'm going to see your majesty!"

In winter, when there was heavy snow, the chief court mage of the Kurkut Empire, Rurno Luces, repeatedly asked for permission to set off alone to the elven king's court in the Starry and Bright Moon Forests to discuss the establishment of diplomatic relations between the imperial court and the elven king's court.

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