Chapter 248

The crimson dawn is as bright as dawn. It opens the door of the dark night and falls on the street corner of the prosperous city.

Fate!? Reincarnation!? Cause and effect!?

Modrian raised his head slightly and looked at the brilliant silver gray sky at the moment. The cold and stubborn jade man was reflected in his eyes.

"I'm curious. What makes you crush the dark gem? Sister Sophia."

Gently pull the reins, modrian turns the route, and the good order makes the trefari soldiers change their formation. In the silent atmosphere, the speed of travel suddenly speeds up, crossing the complex sound of cars and footsteps outside the street and disappearing at the corner.

A wisp of green wind disappeared from the sky, the sky blue green bird fell straight on its shoulders, flashing element energy in its smart eyes and rolling up a little dust.

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Perris house.

This is the residence carefully purchased by the Peres family in limontanlu. Compared with those powerful meritorious nobles, this residence has a small doorway, but it looks elegant and exquisite, which is very in line with the preference style of viscount Brooke. (almost similar to the provincial and municipal offices established in Kyoto.)

Today's special hall is a little busy. The dawn is rising, and the silver gray sky is half an angle. There is a busy traffic here. More than a dozen nobles arrived at the door early and whispered to each other.

Looking around, most of the noble badges engraved on the carriage belong to meritorious nobles, and several are the blood nobles who are famous in limontanlu. The most famous is the Arnold family. The reputation of Duke dakama has been booming in recent times. No wonder these nobles dare to gather together after limontanlu cleaning activities.

The sky gradually turned white, and the outline of the building in the distance became more and more clear. A little red light reflected into the other hall. The red blood red wooden door was also gently opened at this time to see the green inside.

The carriage with the noble coat of arms engraved with a huge steel sword intertwined with a shield raised a simple cloth curtain. Duke dakama came down from it and walked to the Perris house. Behind him was his second son, Meredith Arnold, a noble son with a bad reputation.

When the scattered nobles saw the Duke of Dhaka Ma, they stopped whispering and bowed solemnly. Most of the burly old people can be seen in front of them in the recent bloody action of Limon Tanlu.

And this time they were also invited, which seemed to be about Meredith's marriage.

Da Da! Da Da!

A slightly hasty step sounded from the other hall. In an instant, Brooke's figure appeared, with a trace of impatience and helplessness on his calm face, and then it was properly hidden.

"I've seen you, the Duke of Dhaka Ma," Brooke whispered, smiling at everyone, then reached out sideways and pointed to the open red door.

"Please come inside. Please come here today. I want to be a witness and meet your friends who have been away for a long time."

"You're welcome, viscount Brooke!"

"Yes, this time it's also with you. I can communicate with the Duke of Dhaka ma."

"Together, together!"

The polite voice kept ringing, and Brooke seemed to return to Peris territory. He was a high scarlet Viscount, who was praised by many gentlemen and nobles in the Lord.

Unfortunately, these are illusions. Brooke's heart was slightly heavy. He knew his situation well. The scene of the nobles in front of him was very beautiful, but he didn't move. He was observing and observing the movements of the burly old man.

Looking around, Dhaka Ma frowned slightly and immediately strode forward to Brooke. He looked at his former subordinates and sighed in his heart. If it weren't for the existence of the northern Baron, maybe he wouldn't come here specially. From his previous joke, he now wants to make a marriage agreement. (during the patriotic war, Brooke's Scarlet shield regiment was subordinate to the regiment of commander Dhaka ma.)

"Let's go in together." dakama said faintly to Brooke. The gap between the two is visible to the naked eye, both in status and strength. He has tried his best to reduce the existing gap.

"Yes," said Brooke, bowing slightly. This is due to the accumulated prestige of the past and the current status of the Duke of Dhaka. It cannot be changed.

As the Duke of dakama entered the Perris Pavilion, viscount Brooke fell half behind as the master, followed by other invited nobles.

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The thick willows standing in the courtyard hang down their branches and wrap around the corner of the main hall. The green meaning brings a hint of life under the morning light.

Her long blond curled hair spread over her shoulders and half covered her cold and charming face. Sophia stood at the door of the main hall and looked at the aristocrat smiling at her. Her false faces made her suddenly feel a burst of nausea.

Sophia, the forest mage, was supposed to take care of this Perris Pavilion. Except for Brooke's arrival, she usually lived here. The vegetation in the garden was transplanted and cultivated by her own hands, including her efforts.

"Has my fate been decided?" Sophia was perplexed when she looked at a noble who entered the main hall from her side.

"Miss Sophia, nice to see you again!" Meredith approached with a gentle smile, but the hypocritical expression revealed a strong desire for possession and deep happiness.

The experience of master violet's tower made him ridiculed by the aristocratic upper class circle for a period of time. He still has a deep memory of his embarrassed appearance.

Ha, how are you now? You can't escape my palm.

Looking at that cold and charming face, Meredith's heart was a little restless. He had some doubts about his father's decision. It is reasonable that in his capacity, he should at least form an alliance with the direct descendants of those upper class nobles, rather than the current rural nobles.

Yes, in his eyes, the Peres family is the rural mud legs from the north of the Kingdom, including the Lord modrian.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's just marriage. Who can know what happened afterwards? drown? Cheating? Or repeat the marriage scandal of Horace Lindbergh dahler, the eldest son of the dahler family.

"We should have a good communication this time. After all, my father is talking about our engagement with Viscount Brooke, and we may be together for a lifetime in the future." Meredith took a few steps forward and wanted to stand on the side of the beauty.

"Get out!" Sophia looked cold, and emerald green magic light appeared in the center of her white palm, like vines rotating around, slightly pulling the air flow.

Huh? Meredith's face changed slightly, again!? He didn't have the patience to shrink back like last time. After all, his father, Duke dakama, was in the main hall. Who could do with him?

Sophia ignored the annoying in front of her, looked up slightly, looked at the brilliant silver gray sky at the moment, and her eyes reflected the elegant and natural young man.

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"If you need to crush this gem, I will help you within my power!"

"Believe my reputation, I'm a real power Lord!" modrian glanced at the quiet and chic tavern and shook his head slightly. Finally, there was more joking tone in his words. He still liked the wild tavern in the north.

"Then I'll see you next time, sister Sophia!"

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I've crushed the gem. Will what you promised come true?