Lord of the North

　　 "Today's discussion is here for the time being, I will send someone to notify you if there is any situation." He smiled.

　　 "In that case, the old will leave first." Earl Inge said tiredly.

　　 "The old earl must have a good rest after he goes back." Thatcher looked concerned.

　　 "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your concern."

　　 The two seem to have a harmonious relationship, but...

　　 "This old guy."

　　 When Earl Inge disappeared from a distance, the smile on Thatcherki's face disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and cursed.

　　 "This old guy is not exaggerating." A gorgeously dressed nobleman next to him also agreed with a whispered curse.

　　His name is Kino Neal, he looks average, and he looks very strong, but his body hollowed out by the color of wine can't support him in a duel at all.

　　He is a Viscount Lord with a team of only a thousand people. In this megalithic fortress, he is a loyal dogleg of Thatcher, and even his own sister was sent to Thatcher's bed by him.

　　 "Huh, if it's not useful to see him, I must find a chance to kill him!" Thatcher said bitterly, and it embarrassed him to be slapped in public.

　　 "My lord, maybe we can think of an excuse for him to go up to the city wall to defend against the enemy. We can't blame us for dying on it?" Keno rolled his eyes, and a poisonous trick came out.

　　 "That's not good?" Thatcher was a little embarrassed. It would be easy to be confessed and would be personally attacked by people in the future.

　　 Asking an old man in his sixties to go up to the city wall to kill the enemy is nothing like what a nobleman should do.

　　 "Oh, this is for me." Keno patted his chest, indicating that it was wrapped around him.

　　 "Didn't he ask to guard the fortress not to leave? We can give him a troop to let him go up the city wall. I will challenge it again. For the honor of his family, it is impossible for him not to go to the city wall to supervise the battle!"

The meaning of 　　 is obvious. Didn't you Earl Inge want to stick to the fortress? Okay, give you soldiers, go, if you don't go, you will betray what you have said, and it will be a shame to your family honor!

　　Under such circumstances, an old man like Earl Inge, who regards honor as his life, will definitely die generously for the glory of the family!

　　 "Will he be fooled?" Thatcher asked worriedly. Will Earl Engel follow such an obvious conspiracy?

　　 "If he doesn't go, we will send his soldiers out of the fortress and let them face the lion Principality!" Keno said fiercely, this is a fair and honest frame.

　　 "Will it arouse his resistance?"

　　 "My lord, his family is still in the kingdom!" Keno said grimly.

　　 "Very good, then let you do it." Thatcher patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

　　 Doing this kind of thing still needs a scapegoat, and some people will guilty in the future. This is one of the reasons why he reuses Keno. This kind of shameless and cruel villain is indeed a rare scapegoat.

　　 "Yes, my lord!" Keno gritted his teeth, even if he was a scapegoat, he recognized him. If he could return to the territory alive this time, thatcherki would probably not treat him badly.

　　……

　　 "Charlie." After returning to the residence, the Earl of Inge closed the door, as if he was a teenager, and he called his confidant weakly.

　　 "My lord!" Charlie is a middle-aged man of about fifty years old. He is dressed in a black suit and looks very capable. There is a thick callus on his palm. He should be a good warrior.

　　 But there is no fluctuation of extraordinary power in him.

　　 "You have been with me for more than twenty years, right?" Earl Inge said, staring into Charlie's eyes.

　　 "Yes, my lord, I have been by your side for twenty-seven years." Charlie didn't change his face, his eyes missed.

　　 "I have something you want to do now, do you deserve my 100% trust?"

　　 "My life is yours, and your orders are everything to me." Charlie asked on his knees without hesitation, and said solemnly, with a trace of choking in it.

"I will write a letter now, you take it back to the territory and give it to Owen, no matter what decision he makes, I hope you can always protect him." Earl Inge's eyes were painful, because he might never see himself again. My dear grandson feels sorry.

　　 "My lord..." Charlie asked Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at him incredulously, as if he was giving a last word.

"Thatcherch won't let a second voice exist in the fortress. My time is running out." Earl Inge sighed. He had guessed countless ways of his own death, but he didn't expect that he would be killed in the end. People framed.

　　 "But, even if I die, I will die on the battlefield, instead of dying in this tortoise shell." Earl Inge regrets now, why not give up the power and protect himself like the Marquis of Asa?

　　 In the end, I still want to make trouble.

　　 "I didn't listen to Irving's advice and joined the Garcia family. Now I regret it. They are not people who can conspire big things together. Let Irving leave and stay away from them."

　　Earl Inge said as he walked to the table and spread a piece of parchment with something written on it.

"Owen’s parents left early. I am useless. I have not been able to find out what the cause of their death is. I have not allowed him to keep in touch with this matter in recent years~www.readwn.com~ because I am afraid that people behind the scenes will He is unfavorable."

　　 He now looks like a twilight old man, babbling his younger generations, he can't see the vigorous old earl at all.

　　 "Sir, don't say anything, you will be fine." Charlie said with some choked up tears in his eyes.

　　 "Let me say a few more words, I won't have a chance to chat with you anymore." He stared at the parchment roll in front of him kindly, as if his grandson was right in front of him.

　　 Charlie looked sadly at the old man who was lying on the table writing a letter, wondering how energetic he was when he met him for the first time that year.

When did 　　 start? Charlie couldn't remember clearly. The giant in his own eyes became greedy, selfish, fearful of things, and no longer courageous.

　　 The earliest group of strong men who followed him died and wounded, and some left him. The once giants were gone, and some were just the Earl of Inge of the Kingdom of Lopez. Vanity and profit buried him.

　　 "Let's go, go now! Go and give him the letter, first find the Marquis of Asa, and then go north." Finally, when Charlie remembered the past, Earl Inge finished writing his family letter.

　　 "The kingdom is destined not to always fall into the hands of the Garcia family, let him pursue the royal orthodoxy, only he can calm all this."

　　Earl Inge looked serious. He thought that as long as Jason was not very mediocre, and the Marquis of Asa assisted him, the chaos of Lopez would be assessed.

　　 "My lord..." Charlie clutched the letter in his hand tightly.

"And you?"

　　 "Me?" Earl Inge smiled heartily and picked up the sword in his hand.

　　 "Although I am older, I can still dance this sword!"