Chapter 163 Grand Duke Oliver

Kenyaza City, inside the Duke's Mansion.

Duke Oliver Norton's fat body was trembling, and his voice was trembling.

As a descendant of the Val barbarians, their Norton family was said to have the blood of giants. Grand Duke Oliver was also different from ordinary people. He was more than two meters tall and his beard was pale white.

But at this moment, his fat body wrapped in luxurious robes did not show the bravery of the barbarians at all.

"What...what should I do, the Burning Embers Kingdom has come in!"

"It's over, it's completely over!"

He never thought that the Burning Embers Kingdom would attack here like lightning.

The Principality of Norton has been under the protection of the Principality of Bosk for a long time. There are often Lionheart Knights stationed in the country. Few countries dare to attack here without eyes - after all, you have to look at the owner before beating a dog. No one dares to provoke Bosk, the giant in the north, which is why he dared to provoke again and again.

Now that the Lionheart Knights have been withdrawn, most of the local troops of the Principality of Norton have been filled in the Battle of Trier.

Just when the city's defenses were at their weakest, the Burning Ashes led by Doro caught them off guard and actually captured Kenyaza City.

Duke Oliver looked at the adjutant beside him, who grabbed his shoulder as if he had found a life-saving straw and shook him violently.

"Quick, Gardel, go find Grand Duke Leo!"

"The Principality of Bosk must have a way!"

"Quick, go!"

But Gardel's face was full of despair and he didn't move.

Duke Oliver was furious when he saw this, and he pushed him to the ground fiercely, cursing: "Damn it, don't you understand what people say? Go and contact Grand Duke Leo for me!"

"Now! Immediately!"

Gardel collapsed to the ground, his tone extremely heavy:

"Lord Oliver, it's too late, they have all broken in, and Bosk's reinforcements can't grow wings and fly over to save us."

As a steward-like figure in the Principality of Norton, Gardel has always been pessimistic about the future situation after the failure of the Battle of Trier. This time, he tried his best to persuade Duke Oliver not to get involved in this mess, but Oliver, relying on the Principality of Bosk behind him, still sent hundreds of elite warriors.

Oliver was even more furious. He grabbed Gardel's collar, lifted him up, and spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"What should we do?"

"Are we waiting to die here?"

Gardel said tentatively: "Maybe, maybe we can surrender."

Oliver threw him to the ground and laughed in anger: "Maybe you can surrender, but do I still have this chance?"

"Don't forget that the Rackman family has been exterminated, and most of the nobles of the Rackman Principality have been slaughtered. Do you think that as the Duke of Norton and the ruler of the Principality, I have a chance to surrender?"

He took off the hand axe from his waist and held it in his hand, approaching step by step. His tall body almost covered Gardel, and the more he spoke, the more chilling his tone became.

Gardel lay on the ground, seeming to sense the danger.

But he was not panicked, but somewhat relieved. Then he suddenly showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "Maybe you really have a chance. After all, being a dog of the Principality of Bosk is still a dog, and being a dog of the Kingdom of Burning Ashes is also--."

"Shua--"

Duke Oliver actually chopped off Gardel's head, and blood splashed on his face.

"Humph, shameful traitor."

He snorted coldly, his face became more ferocious.

Duke Oliver knew very well that he had provoked the red dragon many times, and with the red dragon's vengeful character, it would never allow him to survive.

He might even be caught on the guillotine, facing the so-called "trial", and become a joke of the crowd, which was absolutely unacceptable to Oliver.

Duke Oliver looked at the guards and said indifferently: "This is the fate of those who attempt to surrender. Do you understand?"

The blood of the frost giant seemed to have taken effect. He held Gardel's head, panting, and his bloody face was pale blue. With his tall stature of more than two meters, he really looked like a brave and violent frost giant.

The guards nodded in agreement, either out of fear or awe, and did not even dare to speak.

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"What are you going to do next?"

After a long silence, the captain of the guard dared to ask.

The noise outside became more and more chaotic, with constant wailing and crying, and even gunshots that resounded throughout the city. Obviously, the army of the Burning Kingdom has entered the city and started to kill the stubborn enemies. They can't hold on for long.

"Damn it."

"They actually attacked us so quickly, what a bunch of rubbish."

Duke Oliver left Gardel's head and thought gloomily, his rough face seemed to be covered with a thick haze.

Suddenly, he thought of a story about the Norton family. The Norton family had existed since they were the leaders of the Val Barbarians, and it had been passed down from generation to generation. Now, four hundred years later, people have even regarded it as a legend, even his father thinks so.

But the Red Dragon's followers are coming soon, maybe this is the last straw.

Thinking of this, Oliver ordered:

"Let's go to the family mausoleum."

"Yes, sir."

Oliver and his guards passed through the secret passage behind the Duke's mansion and came to the Norton family mausoleum behind.

This cemetery is decorated quite gorgeously, with flowers planted in it symbolizing the rest of the dead.

The tombstones were engraved with exquisite inscriptions, which were the names of the ancestors of the Norton family and their epitaphs. There are also many large underground tombs in the cemetery, providing a place for every duke to rest.

After hundreds of years of assimilation, the burial structure of the Norton family is almost the same as that of the nobles in the North.

"This is it."

"You can leave and wait for me at the door."

"Yes, sir."

The guards obeyed the order and stood guard at the entrance of the tomb.

Grand Duke Oliver came to the largest tomb and walked straight in.

The name engraved on it was the ancestor of the Norton family, the first person to be given the surname "Norton" - Kavaha Norton.

"According to the description in the secret book, it should be like this."

He followed the steps in the family secret book, cut his finger with a dagger, and dripped blood into the groove in front of the sarcophagus.

The blood, which was white in red and strange in color, melted into it immediately, producing a subtle cold fluctuation.

"Boom--"

With a dull bang, the hidden stone door slowly opened, and a deep secret passage appeared behind the sarcophagus.

"Sure enough, it's true."

"Everything in the records is true!"

Duke Oliver's eyes lit up, his expression excited, and he immediately walked into the secret passage.

This secret passage seemed to be designed specifically for him. Even with his height of more than two meters, it was effortless for him to walk in it.