Chapter 220

Star meteorite calendar 1459, spring season, January 20.

The gloomy rainy days did not hinder the prosperity of limontanlu. Perhaps it was affected by the upcoming convening of the aristocratic parliament, and its surface prosperity was better than in the past.

Looking around, there were drizzles and pedestrians on the streets. While enjoying the pouring of spring rain, they were browsing the urban scenery under the rain curtain, adding a little color to the noise of Limon and tantalu.

Modrian sits in his study and reads the ancient books in his hand. This is his habit. In addition to practice, he prefers to read quietly, understand the knowledge of the world and integrate into the karadimos continent.

Dong Dong!

The crisp knock on the door interrupted the absorbed modrian, looked up at the sky outside the window and said calmly, "come in."

With the door ajar, wassman stepped in, stood at his desk and said respectfully, "Lord, you are ready and Horace has set out."

Hearing the speech, modrian put down his ancient books and smiled on his white face. In the face of Horace who insisted on revenge, the Dale family had to provide some assistance, such as hiding his whereabouts for modrian and his party.

Whether it's sincere or something else, modrian doesn't care. He just wants to complete [temporary task: Revenge of followers], just to remove the last layer of hatred for Horace.

After all, Horace's performance is enough for him to value. A follower who has received formal elite education and knows how to advance and retreat freely, but it is rare. Valoran collar also needs such an aristocratic elite.

"Let's go, the fireworks before the banquet should bloom in advance." modrian stood up from behind his desk and looked at the city under the rain, with infinite blood pouring out of his heart.

The gorgeous stage has been set up, and the protagonist has not yet appeared. This is the supporting role's time.

Modrian knew himself. After the destruction battle in the shadow world, he had a hunch that the struggle for the throne was not simple.

The protagonist waits behind the scenes, and chaos comes to Limon Tanlu.

If nothing happens, tonight's noble banquet will bring chaos to the climax, and the layout of the major nobles will be announced one by one tonight.

Sawyer Craig varant and guy Craig varant are popular candidates for the supreme power of stoke kingdom. They will use their own means.

After losing the right to reproduce, Saroyan has long been excluded from his successors. Although he thinks he is not, the fact is a fact and will not be changed due to his personal will.

The pattering spring rain falls on the courtyard, the grass, the floor and the dark armor, splashing transparent drops of water.

Twenty trefari soldiers stood in the continuous drizzle, shrouded in a quiet and cold atmosphere, as if sleeping beasts were waking up, and a trace of suppressed killing appeared.

Modrian looked at the scene with pride. This is the most elite soldier of Valoran, no less than all the ace legions famous for caladimos.

Put down his armor and hold his sharp armor. Modrian stepped into the rain first. Gradually, the fine white yarn covered everyone's figure.

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The faint magic energy halo stained the rain curtain. An exquisite noble carriage was driving quietly on the road. The horse's hooves trampled, splashed some water stains, and hit the magic energy cover with ripples.

Through the fine rain, the noble heraldry engraved on the driving carriage can be vaguely seen. A dark purple bird hangs upside down on the branches, and its emerald eyes look like two runes.

Behind the exquisite carriage, there is a cavalry dressed in purple armor, with rich life energy surging in the air, showing the strength of extraordinary knights.

It can be seen from the massacre of viscount Zimmerman's family that limontanlu is becoming more and more restless. Therefore, in terms of travel, every nobleman should improve his precautions as much as possible to prevent tragedies from happening to himself.

However, with the approach of the aristocratic Parliament and the increased inspection of the royal guards, the safety factor of limontanlu has been improved.

In the luxurious carriage, the magic lamp shines a soft light. A bright red dress is covered all over the carriage. The long Lavender hair is scattered, revealing the white collarbone. The gorgeous face of pink and Dai is a little lazy.

Fiber white fingers slightly opened the window curtain and looked at the city covered with rain. The stunning women were stunned, and the rain scenery reflected in their eyes.

"Lord, why did we agree to the invitation of his highness Saroyan?"

Bessemer, dressed in a refined black dress, frowned and asked that he did not understand that the Cecil family, as one of the controllers of the underground dark forces in limontanlu, was close to the highness of the abandoned three princes.

After the destruction of the shadow world, he regretted that he underestimated Horace, or the Dale family, and the northern Baron modrian.

The struggle of the legendary crown is not something that the Cecil family can participate in, and the current owner still chooses to go to the banquet after receiving the invitation of his highness Saroyan. It seems that he wants to make a plan before the banquet of the noble Parliament.

"Bessemer, there are many things you learn. The dark unknown is the most unpredictable." the gorgeous woman smiled and covered her mouth. Her slender fingers pulled slightly and slipped down the red skirt to cover her jade like skin.

Sigrid Cecil, the new controller of Cecil family, is also the hereditary count of the kingdom. He controls almost half of limontanlu's dark trading and power activities. He is called the thorny [blood rose]!

"There are many differences in this battle for the throne. Some can die, and many people can die." Sigrid looked at Bessemer who dodged his vision. A glimmer of desire flashed in his dark eyes and was hidden.

"Therefore, we take a different path. At least the people behind the scenes behind his highness Saroyan can avoid death and even obtain unexpected gains for us."

Bessemer lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to look at the beautiful style in front of him. It was the impression left by countless bloody lessons.

Roses have thorns that pierce life and soul.

"But I'm a little worried about Horace. Based on my understanding of him, this dispute over the throne is his best chance of revenge. He won't give up, and our choice seems to......" Bessemer meant something. He couldn't help thinking of the memorable scene of that night and the fear brought by Baron modrian.

"Don't worry, marquis Gardner won't be so short-sighted. At the critical moment, he won't allow Horace to mess around." Sigrid put down the window curtain, turned her head and stared at Bessemer, pretending to be relaxed.

"And the Lord modrian, he should not move."

The attack under the crown of shadow face Scripps will never be so easy to take over. That is the legend of the overlord who is famous for the abyss of waste land.

"Hmm?" Sigrid's charming face changed slightly, and her eyes half narrowed. She seemed to see the abnormality at the corner of the street through the carriage and the rain curtain.

"Hehe, if some guys can't help it, what do they want to do?"

"It seems that the reputation of the Cecil family has been declining recently, and some curfew dare to stop us." Sigrid glanced at Bessemer and said coldly.

"Hurry up, I don't want to be late for his highness Saroyan's banquet!"

"Yes!" Bessemer arranged his black dress, and the subtle life energy flashed away. Immediately, he opened the door curtain and jumped out of the carriage. He looked a little flustered. It seemed that the existence in the carriage could make him tremble.

But don't want to, the danger in the rain curtain is more deadly!