Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 474
"That is Lurea's beam of light, which is used to direct and connect various parts of Lurea. Now..." Natasha's mood suddenly fell: "It has no practical effect."

Cyril rubbed his forehead with some annoyance, and looked at Lydia again, but the latter had an excited expression on his face, and muttered in his mouth, "It is necessary to use such a powerful light to send a signal. How huge—”

It seemed that she didn't have the slightest reflection on her rash action just now.

Mia gently pulled down Cyril's sleeve, and when he turned his head, the girl's face was full of self-blame: "Mr. Wei, blame me for not stopping her in time, if I thought something like this would happen, I would definitely not meeting……"

"I gave the magic spar to her." Cyril shook his head and said, "I was also impulsive just now."

He took a deep look at Lydia who was not far away, and he understood why Lydia in the previous life had such a miserable life - he was obviously researching useful equipment such as magic crystal-driven armor, but he didn't even have a mage tower. They couldn't get in, and finally died of poverty.

At the beginning, I thought these were not important, but she was born at an untimely time.Now it seems that this is inevitable.

Even if any duke was willing to pay her, he would probably be so angry with her actions that he would drive her out.

Cyril took a few deep breaths and adjusted his mentality.

Natasha didn't show any strange emotions when the beam of light was triggered, but said calmly: "Master Cyril, I have prepared the remaining information about Lurea, how do you think about the arrangement?"

"You screen it out, and let Lydia study the content about runes and magic spar, and you have to supervise frequently so that she won't make such a noise again—no, I absolutely don't want to see Fei after we win Something like this happened once before." Cyril pulled Natasha aside and explained in a very serious manner.

The only fortunate thing is that the preventive measures he ordered to Natasha before were already prepared by Siliki to implement them—whether it is to strengthen the investigation of the Philland or prevent spies from getting in, they are all on Siliki's agenda superior.

There were still signs of previous magic fluctuations in the air, and the high clouds were pierced by the beam of light, and only now slowly recovered.Cyril felt the breath of the beam of light gradually dissipate, and suddenly realized what he had missed.

"Count Adrian, I want you to explain, what happened to the breath fluctuation just now?"

He suddenly felt a shudder in his heart.

Bad, forget Darrow!
Cyril turned his head to look at the source of the sound. At the entrance of the building not far away, Darrow Ruskin was walking calmly with a smug smile on his ugly face.

Thinking in his heart, he immediately went forward and forced a smile and said, "What's the matter, Mr. Raskin Inspector, I just tried some new sword skills, did I disturb you? I'm really sorry, I remember our Xili Ji's account books are quite thick, so you must have worked hard, right?"

"Swordsmanship? Haha! Earl Adrian, don't you think I don't know swordsmanship, and lie to me with such words!" Darrow suddenly shouted: "Everything related to Siliki is within the scope of my supervision, Earl Adrian! I advise you to tell the truth now, for His Highness's sake..."

When he said this, Cyril suddenly had a thought in his mind. He immediately interrupted Darrow's words, frowned and said, "Oh? So you still have a place for His Highness in your heart?"

"What did you say?" Darrow was taken aback for a moment.

"It's so far away from Solkonan, even if His Highness has arrangements, I can pinch the little earl who has a bit of a personal grudge - you don't think so, do you?" Cyril sneered, looking at Darrow's face There was a hint of confusion on his face, and he lowered his voice and said, "I advise you to leave this matter alone, Lord Inspector Ruskin!"

"You mean, this has something to do with His Highness?" Darrow was confused for a moment, then realized, "The beam of light just now?"

"Otherwise, why would Your Highness give me a little knight to be an earl in this place?" Cyril waved his hand, "You can check Siliki related finances and infrastructure at will, but things linked to His Highness..."

Darrow bowed his head and said nothing. He stroked his chin, looked suspiciously at the house not far away, and finally looked back.

"Your Highness, what are you thinking about?" With such confusion in his heart, he finally let out a cold snort, and turned away with his hands behind his back.

It wasn't until Darrow completely disappeared from sight that Cyril felt his body relax. If Mia beside him hadn't stepped forward to support him in time, he might have sat down on the ground.

He was thankful that Darrow Raskin took the initiative to throw out a perfect excuse, so that he could hide it smoothly.The ruins of Lurea are by no means accessible to outsiders. If Lydia's subsequent research goes well, Siliki's equipment can be replaced with magic crystal powered armor soon, and the combat effectiveness will be more than doubled.

However, if Lydia makes such a fool again...

Cyril looked worriedly at the hidden authentic house, Mia seemed to understand what he was thinking, she tiptoed to Cyril's ear, and said softly:
"Mr. Wei, don't worry, as long as Teacher Lydia gives her a direction, she will plunge into research without messing with other things. I will supervise her and ask her to write reports regularly to report on the progress of her research... "

"If you're still worried, you just need to threaten her with research funding..."

Cyril's ears were itchy from her breath, but Mia's words calmed him down a lot like a shot in the arm.

He nodded, suddenly feeling extremely lucky in his heart.

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The impact of the Lurea Pillar incident was more serious than imagined.That beam of light was too eye-catching, whether it was residents, soldiers in training, or farmers on the farm, they all saw this scene.

And the expected spies follow.The second young master of the O'Connor family, Murray O'Connor, also seemed to have gotten some tricks against Silikie from his father. As soon as Siliki made a move, the guards found five or six suspected spies the next day. .

Cyril originally thought about how to determine the identities of these people and do some targeted treatment, but within five days, a major news exploded in Amasier, making Siliki's vision seem insignificant— —

The Duke of O'Connor is dying.

"Is the news accurate?"

"It's absolutely true." Atzke held three long parchments in his hand: "The news from the Fort Manderks Chamber of Commerce, the news from the informant we buried there, and the key point is the news from Moragul— — that's where the O'Connor family came from. All three reports say that D'Arcy O'Connor is critically ill."

Dalcy O'Connor, the current Duke of Amasir, reigned for nearly 30 years.Compared with his ancestors, Darcy O'Connor had a paranoid desire to control when he was young, so much so that his control over areas such as the coast of the Adlai Sea and the central part of Amasir was far better than that of his ancestors. Even better than when the Vader family was in power a hundred years ago.

The financial power of these places is tightly held by the Duke of O'Connor. Too much centralization allows him to supervise these places at any time, and it also facilitates his handover.

But the problem is that the inheritance rights of the O'Connor family have not yet been determined. Even apart from Gene O'Connor, who has been expelled from the core part of the rights, his remaining three sons, the eldest son Hobert O'Connor, The second son, Morey O'Connor, and the third son, Carter O'Connor, seem to have similar status in his mind.

Cyril was not surprised by the news that Duke O'Connor was critically ill, because by the time the player arrived in Amasir, the Duke of Amasir was no longer Darcy O'Connor.

Historically, it was his eldest son, Hobart O'Connor, who succeeded him as duke.But before taking over, Cyril didn't know what happened in his family.

It was even speculated that the reason why Gene O'Connor suddenly disappeared was that the newly appointed Duke sent killers to obliterate him.

"Any news about the will?"

Baron Jean had already stood up, clutching a piece of paper tightly in his hand, the veins on his arms were bulging, obviously extremely nervous.

"No, now should be the time when the mages of the Green Tower are rescuing Duke O'Connor. If they can't be saved, the will will be issued by the Green Tower."

Cyril raised his eyes and asked, "Are there any mages in the Green Tower who specialize in healing?"

"No, the specialization items of the Green Tower are mostly earth elements, and destroying terrain is their specialization." Jean shook his head.

There are specializations in the art industry, and the same is true for the mage tower.Like the Tower of the North Wind, atmospheric spells and magic circles are the main direction of study; in the future Roderick's Star Tower, the main study is the introduction to witchcraft.

The Green Tower does not major in forest-related natural elements as its name suggests, but instead specializes in earth elements, such as Zimmerman.

"What about the druid? Is the relationship between the druid and Duke O'Connor good?"

"Druids... To be honest, many of my father's actions in the early years offended the druid group. The relationship between the O'Connor family and the druids is not even as good as that with the elves—although the Aoba clan will not do their best. Help."

"So, there's a high possibility that Duke O'Connor won't be saved?" Cyril frowned, stood up, and paced back and forth in the conference room.

There were not many people in the meeting room. Generals such as Rhodes and Leonardo were busy training soldiers, so only Cyril, Baron Jean, Atsk, and the new Miley who came to Siliki were in the meeting room. Miss Ya.

At this time, Mia, who had understood the matter in a few words, raised her hand and asked, "I have a question."

All eyes fell on her, and she asked, "Is Duke O'Connor better for us alive, or better for us dead?"

There was no need to even think about this question. Cyril and Atzke had already blurted out: "Half-dead is best for us."

After the two finished speaking, they realized that the son of the guy they hoped to be "half dead" was still standing in front of them, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.But Baron Jean smiled casually instead: "Don't worry about me, apart from being his blood, I have almost no closeness to him."

He paused for a moment and continued: "It is true that it is best for us that he is half dead."

If the Duke of O'Connor dies and the will is directly confirmed, then Amasir will not be caught in the turmoil caused by "dividing property and grabbing titles" among his sons.And if Duke O'Connor is alive and well, even if he is only a little weaker, it will not affect the overall situation.

Only the state of half-dead, half-dead, can completely trigger the conflicts among the sons - anyway, the father doesn't know in the hospital bed, and when we get the results, we will go to the hospital bed and tell him that he should be angry To die is to die of anger, just to succeed to the throne in a legitimate way.

"Is the battle between nobles so cruel?" Mia couldn't help covering her mouth, a little afraid to imagine the situation outlined by the three of them in a few words.

"It may be even crueler than this." Cyril shook his head and said, "Maybe Duke O'Connor's critical illness was not sudden, but someone did it deliberately?"

Seeing that Mia seemed to be in a state of confusion, he couldn't help laughing: "In fact, if you read more novels, you can also know many things that seem incredible, but the reality is far more incredible than those."

"We need a chaotic situation, so that they can't support each other, and this is the best time for us to start." Atzke concluded.

"Wait for the information, then investigate and report again." Cyril said after thinking.

"What about the garrison? Do you want to move to the direction of Fellland first?" Atzke continued to ask, "If the news is confirmed, we can capture the city of Fellland as quickly as possible. If it is a surprise attack... "

"No need." Cyril shook his head, "Jean should be clear about Morey O'Connor's personality, right?"

"He's pretty stupid." Baron Jean said bluntly, "but at this time, he will first guard his one-acre three-point land, because Hobart is likely to attack him first."

"So Phil's troops won't be dispersed?"

"Not very likely." Gene affirmed, "We can only continue to wait for the information."

"But what should that person do?" Aszke said, his brows furrowed again, "With that person's character, will he let us do it? I don't think the lord is very good with him, right?"

"It's not just that it's not easy to deal with." Cyril sighed, "If it weren't for the name of Her Royal Highness, I am afraid that I would have been torn by his hands and hung on the city gate."

"Is there such a big enmity?" Azik had also heard about Daro from Cyril, and couldn't help being surprised, "I now suspect that you are asleep, Lord Lord..."

He was about to make a joke, but when he glanced at Mia, he stopped immediately and said with an embarrassed smile, "Ahaha, you didn't kill his brother, so why should you be angry with you?"

"If you want to send troops, you still have to find a way to bypass his eyes and ears." Cyril gave Atsk a hard look, but replied normally, "I will ask Mrs. Vader later, if there is any There is no news from her family."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and opened the door:

"Dismiss."

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PS: Lydia's behavior has no intention of "washing". As mentioned in this chapter, she is a loser in the game, so there are naturally reasons for her failure.

Of course, the problem of using too much force may indeed exist. In fact, she even wanted to write that she took the magic spar that Cyril gave her to directly open the beam of light, but she didn't write it that way.

I haven't been in a good state recently, and I'm quite confused when writing, please forgive me.

(End of this chapter)