Chapter 111

"This... Where are we from?" Locke's throat stirred and asked with a hard swallow of saliva.

"Home!" Christine answered Locke's question with action.

But Locke would rather not know the answer.

Although the identities of Angelina and grace have been speculated many times before, this result is still difficult for Locke to accept.

In other words, the result was too unexpected for Locke.

In front of the Marquis's house, of course, there are no sparrows. Two guards with nervous faces are guarding both sides of the gate at the moment.

The news of the broken city in the distance and the sound of shouting and killing made the two guards hesitate and afraid.

I am very worried that a cold arrow will be shot to end the short and insignificant life of such small people as them.

Locke and his party, dressed in foster's uniform and riding a war horse, alerted the soldiers guarding the door. One of them was about to whistle and run away.

"Go home! Go home!" Christine's charming voice made the two doorkeepers hesitate for a while.

"How did I hear the lady's voice?" One of them asked his companion curiously.

The other man didn't answer him, but took a close look at the four people coming on horseback. When they saw the leading Christine and grace, they were surprised.

"Miss, are you back?" A man came forward and knelt on one leg to greet him.

The other rushed back directly to the Marquis's house. This time, he was not frightened, but went back to tell the marquis the good news.

Grace, dressed in Faustin's military uniform, dismounted first, took Christine's hand and went to the Marquis's house.

After death, the maid Raffi followed.

Locke now wants to leave this place. His brother is fighting with these Sherlock people outside. He went to the Marquis's house, which is hostile to the Sherlock people.

Unfortunately, Locke dared not move a step. The soldier went in and spread the news. In this moment, Locke had felt at least four smells of experts at his same level.

If he dares to move, he will be dragged down in an instant. Coupled with the noisy popularity from the Marquis's house, I'm afraid there are not a few soldiers in it. Locke has no strength among the thousands of troops.

"What are you doing?" At this time, grace, who was walking in front, suddenly said a word.

"Keep up!" Grace said to Locke.

Locke quickly dismounted and followed him.

Charlotte's language is not much different from Faustin's language, but when he opens his mouth, he will certainly reveal the truth. He simply doesn't say a word and follows grace.

At least it's his own woman. Locke doesn't think grace will betray him.

Of course, Locke is the first time to visit such a place as Marquis house. The intricate route is better than that of Charlotte.

Nice to meet grace leading the way, otherwise Locke might get dizzy.

Along the way, Locke also found many Sherlock soldiers and guards of the Marquis house. They were very eye-catching in foster's military uniform. Fortunately, grace took the lead, and these soldiers and guards did not embarrass them.

It seems that these soldiers know grace.

"What is her identity?" Locke said secretly. Just now he heard two guards guarding the door call Miss grace. I don't know what this lady represents.

Is it the of a marquis in Charlotte... Locke can't imagine.

Finally, he came to a big hall and said it was a big hall. This was also Locke's exaggerated imagination. The real palace hall was much more spectacular than this.

This can only be regarded as a spacious hall at most. "You wait for us here." Grace put Locke in a room next to the hall and said to Locke.

"Yes!" Take grace into town. Locke has done it. Now in the mansion full of Sherlock soldiers, Locke has no sense of security.

Locke may feel better alone in this house.

Grace left immediately and went to the hall. Christine made a strange face at Locke when she left. "Big brother, wait for me!"

Christine's name is aunt grace and Locke's name is brother, but Locke and grace have that kind of relationship. The confusion of ethics is not enough for external humanity.

After grace left, Locke sat down close to the door. Everything around him was too insecure. He had to be careful.

After grace and Locke separated, they took Christine directly into the central hall of marquis house. There were already several people waiting for them in the hall.

"Grace, is that you?" The old voice of marquis Philip came from the seat in the center of the hall.

During the siege between Faustin and Charlotte, the only Marquis left in Charlotte was more than one year old during this period.

He still looks like a middle-aged man, but his voice and facial expression are completely an old man who is terminally ill.

"Father!" With tears in her eyes, grace strode over to the Marquis Philip and threw herself into the Marquis's arms.

"Hey, let me see what you look like now." Marquis Philippe lifted Grace's face, a delicate but tearful face.

"You're still confused! Why didn't you go to Karaman kingdom?" Marquis Philippe really cared about his daughter, otherwise he wouldn't have so many children and only let grace and Christine go.

Grace, in the arms of the Marquis, gave a rough account of her experience in Flanders.

The Marquis Philip was very angry when he heard that Willis treated grace and Christine like this. Although he was not very kind to his illegitimate son, he also did his father's duty before.

After a few words of general communication, marquis Philip seemed to think of something and urged grace to say, "come on, I've prepared the team. Your uncle and second uncle are there. Go out of the city with them. The faustans are coming!"

Facing the Marquis's urging, grace was unmoved.

On the other hand, Christine was also picked up by another young man, her father, Grace's brother and the eldest son of marquis Philip.

Christine has been short of father's love and mother's love since she was a child. Her impression and feelings for her parents are not as good as those for her aunt grace and Locke.

But after wandering outside for several months, I was also very excited in the face of my father I hadn't seen for such a long time.

However, the parents quarreled as soon as they met.

"You'll follow me and your mother out of here later!" The man said. As a marquis, marquis Philippe has already prepared a retreat for future generations of the family, that is, being besieged by the forstein army. In the case of the chaos of the city, marquis Philippe is also sure to send his relatives away.

"No! I want to follow grandpa and aunt!" Christine refused.

"I heard there was another man coming back with you?" Asked Marquis Philip.

As soon as grace listened, her body spasmed and nodded.

Marquis Philippe did not ask about Locke, but he was sure there was this man.

"Father, will you leave together?" Grace asked the key question.

According to her understanding of her father, marquis Philip's choice may be

"Let's go. It's getting late." The Marquis did not answer Grace's question directly, but expressed his determination with urging.

Grace knows her father's temper. As a marquis below Charlotte and above 10000 people, no one can change his will except his majesty.

"There are things you need in the Treasury. Take them and go!" Marquis Philippe pushed grace and said.

The foster soldiers have broken the city. No one knows when they will fight.

Christine on the other side was unwilling to leave her father. Instead, she ran to her grandfather and complained about her father to Marquis Philip.

Marquis Philippe has always been on her side.

Christine may not know what will happen next, nor the choice of marquis Philip.

The Marquis kindly touched Christine's little head, "go and follow your aunt, Grandpa supports you!"

The Charlotte's God of wealth, marquis Philip, one of the three pillars, had obviously guessed something.

"Edward!" Marquis Philip said to the air around him.

A black figure suddenly appeared from that place, "subordinates are here!"

"Take two ladies to the treasure house!" The Marquis commanded.

"Yes!" The figure replied.

Grace knew that Marquis Philippe had told her to leave. No one knew when the foster soldiers would come here. It was always right to leave early.

"Let's go." Grace waved to Christine. Christine ignored her father and ran to grace.

"Aunt!"

"Let's go." Grace took Christine out of the hall. The reason why she tried hard to enter the city was to see her father. Now that she saw her father, grace was satisfied with her thoughts.

When she went outside, Christine told Edward to wait first and called Locke. When Locke came out confused, Edward reacted strongly. "Brush" the long sword out of the scabbard. Edward could feel that the man in front of him was a Faustin and a hard character with a lot of blood on his hands.

Since Locke killed the moonlight wolf in the Bering mountains, great changes have taken place in his psychological quality and overall appearance. There is always an aggressive knight.

As the captain of Philip's family, Edward is very sensitive to the breath hidden under his body.

"Don't get excited!" Grace made a noise to stop it, and Edward slowly put away his sword.

"Take us to the treasure house." Grace's indifferent voice came. Locke felt Grace's surprisingly cold at this moment, which made him have a desire to conquer.

Edward led them to a hidden iron gate in the backyard and bowed to wait. As a servant, he was not qualified to enter.

"The rise of May 30" grace said a strange spell to the iron door, which opened slowly.

Locke looked at this scene strangely. It was obviously the power of magic. Before, he only thought that magic props could only be inspired by spiritual power and fighting spirit. Unexpectedly, his friends and ordinary people could use them.

A golden light came, and Locke squinted in. A small hillside composed of sands blinded him.

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