Chapter 160 The Knight of the Lake

Filled with magic, the colored gemstones emit blue, crystal yellow, translucent, purple, and bright white light. The shop signs that used to be monotonous are now decorated with colorful and colorful.

With the convenience of lighting equipment, Titenia's night life has become much richer, and everyone seems to be sleeping later and later, because the night is so relaxing and pleasant, it is reluctant to go to sleep.

Away from the bustling streets, the surrounding environment gradually became deserted, only the occasional small airship passed through the sky, bringing flickering faint light and shadow.

The alley here is still old-fashioned, and the beautiful and beautiful gemstone lamps are not installed. The hanging lanterns at the door of a few shops are the only source of illumination.

A few shabbyly dressed pedestrians walked down the street, mostly off-duty workers, people from nearby cities or far-flung areas to survive.

Some are tired, some are elated, talking about all kinds of new things in the imperial capital, with longing and imagination for the future.

"Welcome to come again next time."

The door of the barber shop opened, and a teenager came out, followed by two maids.

"I've already told you, we don't need money now, so we don't have to save like this." A maid with silver and purple hair seemed slightly dissatisfied, and boldly confronted the young master.

"This, I think it's actually pretty good, it doesn't need to spend so much money." Elio looked at his trimmed hairstyle and nodded with satisfaction.

"The shops you mentioned are too luxurious. When I entered, I was surrounded by onlookers, and I felt very uncomfortable."

"But you have to get used to this kind of thing sooner or later. The master is someone I specially selected, and it is destined to be extraordinary." Kernos, the witch, naturally called this young master the master, and the moving voice, Let the people around you turn around involuntarily and take a few more glances.

She is such a beautiful and lovely maid, even though she has the potential to be vicious. There are a lot of nobles in the imperial capital, and this kind of master-servant match has long been seen by everyone, but it is a little surprising to appear in such a relatively deserted street.

"Hmmmm, I know." Elio nodded, as if he didn't care about that statement.

"We should still have business today." He finally thought of how to interrupt the maid's complaints.

"Yes, but the young master doesn't want to escape from it. As your maid, I have the obligation to train a qualified master."

"Really, I feel a lot of pressure." Elio rubbed his forehead and looked at Anna helplessly.

The slightly plump maid smiled without saying a word, watched the two people arguing, and then kept moving forward.

They crossed a few deserted streets and boarded a carriage that had been prepared in a deserted place, and then the driver in the carriage began to let the horses go. During this period, the coachman did not ask any questions, and he did not need any instructions. All actions were so tacit, as if they had been planned long ago.

The brown-gray carriage, simple and ordinary, quietly passed through the ancient streets, and slowly approached the north side of the city, where there was a garrison of the city's garrison.

The flames in the copper basins burned, bright flames illuminated the roads and gates, and the guards at the gates stood silently, not saying a word in the night.

As the night got darker, a carriage slowly approached from the road crossing, and the rustling sound of the wheels was particularly striking in the cold environment.

After getting close, the guards stopped him, and then the driver gave the documents and secret orders, and soon these people respectfully gave way.

In the summer night's fortress, there are lights that are erected everywhere, and the moths that revolve around the lights.

The carriage stopped at a corner of the fortress, and then an officer in black escorted the group to a sturdy tower, which was heavily guarded, with several layers of walls, and many soldiers patrolled and watched.

A few people wearing black hooded trench coats walked under the tower, and then gradually descended to the depths of the bottom under the transmission of some kind of hanging basket-style stone ladder.

They walked out of the closed and narrow 'stone ladder room' and followed the soldiers into the cold and damp underground passage.

There is no daylight here, and the surroundings are pitch black. Occasionally, the sound of water droplets can be heard, especially clear on the stones falling on the ground.

One vacant cell after another was revealed on both sides of the passage, most of which were empty, and some were imprisoned with vague figures. Although they could not see clearly, the smell of blood and rancidity in the air was enough to make people realize. The cruelty and desperation of this place.

One of them seemed to be very uncomfortable. He covered his mouth and nose and had the urge to vomit, but he was quickly tapped on the shoulder by a petite figure behind him, and then eased over.

The soldier leading the way in front glanced back, waited indifferently for a while, and continued to lead the way after seeing the three men stabilized again.

No one spoke on the road, only those figures in the cell heard the sound of walking, some woke up, dragged their chains, and made hoarse shouts, but unfortunately, they couldn't speak, probably because their tongues were pulled out.

Finally, the soldier who was leading the way stopped. He checked the cell next to the aisle, hung the lantern on it, took out a square box, placed it on the ground, and then made a simple statement to the three behind him. gesture, and then stood more than ten meters away and waited.

The three nodded when they saw this, then came to the cell, pressed the box, and a dark blue soundproof barrier spread out, covering the cell and the three of them.

The petite figure stepped forward and knocked on the secret lock of the prison door.

, making a crisp sound, awakening the figure sitting on the ground inside.

Like a pair of cheetah's pupils lit up in the dark night, this figure looked at the three people who appeared in front of the cell, and after a few seconds, struggled to sit up.

"You came to me, what do you want me to do." His voice was hoarse, although it sounded dry, he could still speak.

"A very smart person, worthy of being the chess piece I chose." The petite figure nodded, then took off his hood, revealing silver-purple hair, and a pair of magnificent silver eyes blooming in the dark night.

"You need a new master." The maid lifted her skirt and bent down, overlooking the man who was rotting like a corpse. The moving voice was so natural, as it should be.

"Huh." The figure in the cell sneered, then fell silent.

"I'm already a crippled person, and my reputation is ruined. Who else can I do things for?"

"That's right, you're already disabled. Well, I can fix it a little so that you can continue to use your residual heat and be a useful tool." The maid's voice was so arrogant.

"What can you give me, or why should I trust you?"

"Your wife and child are still alive." The maid only said this, and the almost rotting body began to struggle, like a mass of rotten flesh crawling forward on the ground.

"Really, really? You didn't lie to me."

"No, it's just a simple matter for us." After speaking, the maid stood up, and another mature maid beside her nervously took out a hidden gem from her waist pocket.

She spread out the gemstone and placed it in her palm, and then a moving image appeared.

In the picture, a woman is wearing a headscarf, holding her child, and facing the front of the picture nervously. Looking at the place where they are standing, it seems to be a village near the forest, surrounded by a few houses built of adobe.

There is no sound in the picture, but the woman in it seems to have said something, and it can be roughly guessed that it is some comforting words based on the mouth shape. 'Don't worry, I'm fine with the kids...'

Looking at the figure in the picture, the dark figure in the cell seemed to be crying and laughing, with a strange voice and tears in his eyes.

"Aha, ah... u... uh... uu." He panted heavily, and a faint bloody smell escaped from his body again.

"Okay, now you should be satisfied." The silver-purple-haired maid asked her companion to put away the gems.

"Well." The figure lowered his head again, his breath gradually calmed down, and seemed to be thinking about how to make his wish come true to the greatest possible extent.

"You didn't answer me one more question." His mood gradually stabilized, he raised his head again, and stared at the petite maid in white silk.

"It's really troublesome, but you are lucky today. I still have a lot of patience. After all, I have to share the worries of my lovely master." The maid lifted her skirt and took off a special pinned badge from the side of her thigh. .

The crescent moon is as sharp as a hook, one corner is red and dripping, and the other corner is faintly emerging in the cloud pattern. This is the symbol of the Darkmoon Clan, representing this special organization that has served the royal family for nearly a thousand years.

Staring at the badge, feeling the cold breath on it intentionally or unintentionally, the man suddenly laughed.

"Haha, ha, haha, in the end, it's still like this.... It's still like this... His voice was bitter, and he nodded helplessly in the end."

"Yes, I understand." The tone was full of conjectures and sighs, as if accepting fate.

"Very good, that's it, then, now, give allegiance to your new master." After speaking, the maid finally gave herself up, took a few steps back, and let the figure of the young man step forward.

"You don't need to know his name for the time being, you just need to swear." After speaking, the maid put her hand on the boy's shoulder to let him go forward with peace of mind, until her toes touched the fence of the cell.

The man raised his head and glanced briefly, then stopped paying attention, and slowly lowered the rebellious head until it finally touched the cold and hard stone surface.

Moist water vapor came from his forehead, he looked at the faint leather toes in the darkness, slowly stepped forward, touched them, and then sang in a low voice.

"I swear my allegiance to you, to be your faithful servant and canine to the end of the world."

When listening to the man's oath, the maid whispered a reminder on the boy's shoulder, and the warm words seemed to lick his ears.

"I forgive your sins and allow you to mount your sword again." He repeated the words taught by the maid beside him.

"Fight for me again, the general of the empire, Darcy."

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The wind blew through the high sky, through the snow-covered mountains and forests, through the green land, and the bustling city. After meeting the humid water vapor in the south, it finally turned into a thunderous explosion, and the continuous drizzle began to fall. .

After entering the summer, Roland Hill's time to go out has been greatly reduced. Now she is sorting out the information of Longjiao Province in her room, and a banquet is being held in the hall next door, and all the famous nobles of Longjiao Province are present.

"I've invited the owner of the Viscounty of Winlani, the beautiful Miss Gavier~" In the introduction and applause of the host, a beautiful aristocratic girl slowly walked down the stairs with a dress in her hand.

"Oh, what a beautiful maiden."

"As expected of the descendants of the Winlaniz family."

"It's a rare sight, it's a great honor." Many nobles praised the girl's face.

"I'm very happy that you all came to my mansion. Because of the previous war, I'm afraid some hospitality was not well received.

Sorry. "Gerwell said the prepared words, and greeted her softly and naturally.

"How can it be so rich."

"that is."

"Indeed." The nobles present naturally knew what happened to the Viscounty of Welani at the end of last year, so it was not surprising, but the fact that the family was able to recover so quickly made them even more surprised.

After a lively chat, the topic finally shifted to the main topic of the banquet.

"Actually, I invited everyone to come here because I have an idea and a proposal that I want to discuss with you." After drinking several times of wine, Gavier's face turned slightly red, and that moving face firmly attracted the attention of the audience. Even some noble ladies have to admit that this girl has a temperament that I feel pity for.

"Oh, what is it." Everyone replied casually, thinking that the girl was looking for help. After all, they heard that a lot of the wealth of the Wenlani family was destroyed in the war.

"I just hope that everyone in Longjiao Province can establish a loose alliance to resist possible crises."

Gavier said surprising words, and the banquet fell silent for a while.

"Miss Gavier is joking." The few nobles left a trace of sweat on their ears, and such remarks were complicit.

"I know what everyone is afraid of, but now it has come to the point where it has to be done." Gavier shook his head.

"I think everyone should know the current fate of the Baska family, as well as the famous families in the southern border that have been passed down for hundreds of years. Now there are a few left." She said that everyone was vaguely worried and anxious.

"Those legions directly under the royal family will not let us go."

"The regent does not just want the Baska family to disappear, he wants to disappear the nobles of the entire southern border, so that the entire southern border can be turned into a royal domain, although it is nominally a bureaucratic organization belonging to the empire. Jurisdiction, but what is the difference between being controlled by them and actually being controlled by them." The alluring and beautiful girl clearly analyzed, her snow-white skin exuded a moving color against the background of the crow blue dress and the firelight.

"Just like His Majesty the Emperor of the past, the appetite of the Regent Prince will only be large and not small, because they are twin sons and share common ideals and desires."

"This..." The nobles present looked at each other, still not daring to answer at will.

"In the hearts of these two ruthless majesties, the nobles are probably just superfluous things. All he needs is the absolute obedience to his servants, everything is his, and he will be the master of everything."

"Such will and ideas have been repeatedly seen in policies and behaviors over the years. If things go on like this, the empire will no longer be a free place, it will become a prison, and everyone will become slaves in the prison."

"And even you and I can't be spared." Gavier said this fact in a low voice.

"Sorry, can I interrupt the beautiful Miss Gavier." A beard nobleman walked out of the crowd and came to the center of the dance floor. He was wearing a light green and gold-trimmed dress and looked like a viscount.

"What you said, everyone present, may not have thought about it. But why are you indifferent? Have you thought about it?"

"Knowing what these truths are, even if he is the truth, there is still nothing we can do."

"You know the strength of the empire. It is easy to mobilize a million army, and it is easy to suppress us. How can you question and oppose it at will."

"Of course I know the strength of the empire, but you don't necessarily need to fight against an army of millions." Speaking of the words that Miss Jialan asked her to remember before the banquet, Gwyer started to recall.

"First of all, in the northern part of the empire, the cold disaster is not over, and it is difficult to protect itself. It is impossible to go far south and let a group of hungry people pass through the fertile middle of the empire. What will happen, everyone should be able to guess."

"That's it." Thinking of the rumors of bark and even corpses being eaten during the famine, the nobles present shuddered and shook their heads. It was indeed unlikely that they would mobilize the army in the north.

"The Lord of the West now is the aged Duke Griffin. He can almost be said to be the elder of the current regent. He is tough and stubborn, and cannot easily accept the regent's dispatch. Moreover, they have to be distracted and stationed on the border to prevent Crancia's attack. Repeatedly, it is impossible to send an effective army to support.”

"It seems to make sense." The nobles began to shake slightly.

"As for the Landsworth family in the east, that's better."

"Ms. Frocia, the former crown princess, disappeared during that wedding, which caused the Landsworth family to be brooding about it. Now the upper echelons of the empire have begun to reject the elves, but the Landsworth family has always been on good terms with elves. And of elven blood."

"Many nobles in the eastern border are more or less of a mixture of elves and humans. They do not agree with the new policy of the empire. Even when the emperor went west, the Duke of Unicorn voted against it, so it is naturally impossible to help the regent to send troops. "

"In the end, we are not plotting rebellion or starting a rebellion, but choosing not to accept certain unreasonable orders. At the same time, we all keep pace with each other to protect and support each other."

"If it weren't for the dire situation now, I don't think everyone would want to go to this stage, but the fact is, if we don't unite, whether you can do noble things in the future will be dangerous."

"Look at the lords who have been deposed by the investigators in various names. Do you really have to wait until one day when they put the knife around their necks before resisting?"

"Then everything would be meaningless."

"There are only 200,000-300,000 imperial legions stationed in the southern border, and they are still distributed in various provinces, as long as we don't know

In the face of resistance, it is impossible for them to mobilize all of them. This is tantamount to abandoning the forest to cut down a single tree. "

"We only need to face the Imperial Legion of 20,000 people at most, and as long as we can hold on to it."

"But, even if it's 20,000 legionnaires." The people present still shook their heads. They knew exactly what happened to their own guards.

"I can solve these worries for everyone." A loud voice sounded from the main entrance of the hall.

Gu Huasi walked into the venue step by step carrying the big sword. The rough big sword was full of scratches and pits, and the traces of dark red blood left in it made the surrounding nobles stunned and avoided.

"We have trained a reliable elite soldier. If necessary, we can support you at any time." He slammed his sword on the ground, and then knights in full armor walked into the hall.

The emerald-colored metal scale armor is so special, the sharp cold jade sword is carried up with the friction of the armor, and a faint magical glow emerges, making people dazzled.

These warriors with powerful auras had already entered the venue and made the nobles present fascinated and convinced.

"Although many things in the house were destroyed, luckily, in the ruins, the ancient books left by the ancestors who traveled to the East were found. Thanks to this, now the Wenlani family also has an elite force that can be fought."

"I believe that with these knights of the lake, the stability of Longjiao Province will be protected, and our glory will be extended for a long time."

"So, are you willing to compose this beautiful movement with me now?" Gavier smiled.

After a while of silence, warm applause sounded in the hall.

"I'll wait for nature to be convincing."