I Am the God of Games

Silver Eagle Principality, Tinder City, Duke's House.

As one of the three subordinate nations of the Valla Empire, the Duke of Silver Eagle Ponrein Fatt has always followed the rules and lived in trembling in accordance with the will of the emperor.

既 He understands that it is his own limit to be able to govern the Principality of the Silver Eagle, and he has no more ambitions and indiscriminate thoughts, and he also understands the fears of the Valla royal family.

His Majesty, especially after the Warra Empire fought against the Grand Duchy of Romero, and once fell into the downwind, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to hate the Duke within the Empire even more. If not all three dukes are descendants of the founding heroes and cannot be sanctioned at will, I am afraid he has already begun to cut them into ordinary nobles.

Fortunately, the various sects in the Valla Empire currently restrain each other. His Majesty can only reluctantly deal with it. The war with the Grand Duchy of Romero is already the limit, and there is no way to send troops to conquer himself.

But this does not mean that you can sit back and relax.

In fact, there are more dangers and troubles than Panler thought. The letter sent today made him sad all morning, and he has not been able to adjust his mood.

"Father, do you have anything to do with me?"

With a crisp knock on the door, a handsome young man slowly entered the room, and asked the old duke with a gesture full of aristocratic elegance.

He is the eldest son of the Duke of Ponlein Fat, Pompeid Fat.

He has thick golden curls, his face is sharp and angular, his skin is whiter than those of aristocratic girls, his eyes are deep blue like the sea, and the beautiful lines of his body without losing his muscles also show that he is not that kind. The aristocratic male brother who has no chicken power, and the stab sword at the waist is not a decoration, it can be said that it perfectly inherits the excellent gene of the old duke.

At the same time, he is also the most optimistic and satisfied son of the Duke of Silver Eagle.

Although there is currently no knighthood, as the only son of Pangler who remained in the Duke's Mansion without being sealed off, he is almost destined to inherit his title and become the new Duke of Silver Eagles.

嗯 "Well, it's a sad report from Anurad." The old duke slowly stared at his best son and said, "Your brother, was killed by a thief attack."

"what!"

Pompeid showed a startled expression. He frowned a little, but he didn't cry, but his expression was faint, and he felt vaguely sad: "Two months ago, I was talking and laughing with him here. Actually ... "

The old duke seemed satisfied with his response and nodded slightly.

虽然 Although he sealed all his other sons, in a sense, it was equivalent to driving them out, but it did not mean that the old duke did not care about his son.

He just wanted to protect his children in his own way, but he did not expect that Edmond would still be in trouble.

Even if the aristocratic career full of bright guns and dark arrows made Pang Lein's heart harden a lot, but the old bereavement was still an unbearable pain, which made him uncomfortable all morning, but this uncomfortable and unbearable Show it in front of your own family.

Probably because it was so uncomfortable, he asked his elder son to share it.

And the performance of the eldest son is in line with his heart as usual. Although he feels sad for his brother, it will not be too hurt. After all, the old duke looks in his eyes. The brothers ’feelings are not so deep. His eldest son was so disappointed that he felt disappointed in him.

父亲 "Father, I'll take care of Angela's business. You can rest well at home, after all, you are the backbone of the principality."

"What Angela?" The old duke frowned slightly.

"Not the third brother ..." Pompeid froze, feeling like he was doing something wrong.

"Angela lived well, and a letter was sent to me a few days ago. It is said that the run-down town was also run well by that kid." The old duke Shen Sheng said: "It was Ed who was killed by the thief. Mongolian!"

"That was me wrong." Pompeid immediately bowed his head and apologized.

"Forget it," the old sighed. "You go out first."

Pompeid resigned and left the study when he heard what he had done.

When I returned to his room, he couldn't wait to take out a mirror hidden under the floor.

He cut his finger, dripped his blood on the mirror, and saw that the smooth mirror surface sucked blood in like a sponge.

After a short while, a person wearing a black hood who couldn't see his face appeared across the mirror.

"What's the matter with the Lord Duke of the future?" The other person asked hoarsely, no matter how much he listened.

"Will you do this with close eyes! Why is Angra okay, but Edmond is dead?"

Pompedii's handsome face was full of gloom, and he asked in cold voice ~ www.readwn.com ~ Mr. Edmund's death was an accident, but we believe that you are not interested in this matter, so we just say the conclusion is good Already. There was an unknown force in Anurad, the Valley of the Dead. They took the Greyfjord and killed the pawns we laid there ... Unfortunately, that **** failed in the end. Find out who the enemy is and what is behind it. "The Black Hood said slowly:" Although the attack on your brother Angela did not make a living, but we judge that it may be the action of that power. Their purpose may be the same as yours, just for your law. The Te family ... "

"What is the gift of the gods?" Pompeide looked extremely cold in his eyes: "That is my thing, and it will never be given to anyone."

"Yes, it ’s extremely mysterious. Even before you tell us, we wo n’t even be able to detect the secret treasure that exists. And the person most likely to be related to the secret treasure is your brother and the unknown mother. Angela Fatt. "The other party seemed to be explaining something, slowly revealing his information:" Relax, now that we have received your money, we will naturally complete the commission with close eyes, etc. Branches in other places have leisure time, and will naturally take the time to help you solve that obstructing brother. "

"Hum." Pompeid stood up with a grunt, slowly paced to the door, and opened the door sharply.

Outside the knock gate was a panicked little maid.

"What did you hear?" He asked coldly.

"What, what? Master ..."

Before the little maid could finish speaking, she was pierced by a sword and died directly!

"I hope you can talk," he said, shaking his sword with a bit of brain on his face.