The wolf castle looked quite quiet at night.
The fire was burning in the fireplace, but it could not dispel the cold in the room.
"My dear rofis, in the name of mother earth, weren't you kidding just now?"
Frank mitis, the Archduke of Wolfsburg, looked at the knight of rofis in white robe, helmet and silver armor, and felt a little cold.
"I'm sorry... Sir."
Rofis said: "the Knights' armor and remains have been properly recycled and disposed of..."
"Mother God!"
Frank covered his forehead and cried bitterly, "what did I do wrong? Why did I punish me like this?"
The loss of one tenth of force is also terrible for a duke.
After accepting the facts, a rage rose in the bottom of my heart.
"Who is it? Which guy murdered Andrews and other nobles in disgrace?"
His eyes were red, like a wolf king who was going crazy: "this is a declaration of war on the wolf castle and the North!"
"According to various investigations, a suspect has been locked... Sulu portley!"
In the same calm tone, rofis impartially told MAS's jealousy, Andrews's reckless troop transfer, and some speculation.
"Is it the... Little guy who was summoned before?"
Frank felt a little unbelievable when he thought of the politeness of the other party at the audience: "and Mars and Andrews... Oh, forget it, they are aristocrats after all, and died there..."
The instinct of the superior makes him have to defend his subordinates, and it is impossible to treat an outsider 'fairly'.
Even if he is a Duke famous for his antiquity and justice.
"Immediately issue a warrant for the arrest of Sulu portley, the murderer of the nobility, throughout the territory!" Almost without consideration, Frank made a decision: "the hatred of the wolf family must be washed away with blood! And... Send ravens to spread the news to the castle lords and our king. He is heading south and may go to the middle of the kingdom."
"Yes, my Lord!"
Rofis bowed: "in addition, I have something to tell you about the strength of that Sulu portley!"
"Sorry... I just forgot..."
Frank smiled apologetically and immediately turned dignified: "can you kill a knight team, and even bronze Knights like Andrews, has that Sulu portley reached the level of silver?"
The Duke also practiced martial arts since childhood and knew that it was not easy.
He has both qualifications and huge resources. At this time, he has just become a formal knight.
This has been a "good achievement" in the middle school among the heads of families of all dynasties.
In addition to the ancestors, the most powerful generation in the family should be his grandfather, Leonard mitis. It is said that he had been promoted to the realm of Silver Knight. He fought all his life and was rarely injured, which raised the glory of mitis family to another level.
If faced with such an enemy, even the Duke family will feel a headache.
"It's hard to say... I feel that the other party is more inclined to agile knights, but the destructive power is not as terrible as silver. Maybe he has a good weapon or even strange things in his hand!"
There is a revival of spiritual tide in this world, and naturally there is the concept of "strange things".
However, there are few that can spread for thousands of years and have effects. Most of them are collected by the royal family and major nobles as the final details.
Of course, there are wolves in the wolf family. Frank is no stranger to this: "it's a strange thing..."
He felt that something had been explained.
"No... more than that, I suspect the other party is still a 'wizard'! At the scene, we detected many traces of witchcraft..."
Continued rofis.
Frank felt his head ache again, and he was already complaining about Andrews.
It's really resentful to attack rashly, not only to die, but also to provoke such a troublesome enemy!
If the other party is alive, he will severely reprimand the other party and even punish him.
But now
Frank rubbed his eyebrows: "the previous disposal... As usual, add another sentence of suspected wizard to make people of all families pay attention to safety."
"Your will is my mission!"
Rofis bowed politely, stepped back, glanced to one side, and immediately strode away.
Next to the door leaf, there seems to be a human figure in the shadow of the corner.
She looked inward, and seemed to dare not. She took a long skirt and crept back a few steps, almost bumping into a Mammy.
"Miss Lina!"
The mother looked at the little figure and quickly saluted, "where's your maid?"
"I'll let them have a rest. Don't worry about me!"
Lina said something softly and went back to her room. After closing the door, she stuck out her tongue, as if she had completed a great adventure: "the silver hand is so powerful that he seems to have found me."
"Cough!"
At this time, a figure sitting on one side finally couldn't bear it and coughed.
"Who?"
Lina was startled and almost blew her hair like a kitten with its tail on. She didn't relax until she saw the figure clearly, and reluctantly saluted: "my mother!"
"Lina, how many times have I told you to learn how to be a lady! But look at what you do... Skip classes and play crazy with that little girl Julian..."
Mrs. monfari scolded Lina.
"But... Julian is very nice. She taught me many things and played with me..." Lina explained to her little friend.
"What's the use of her? A woman who will eventually marry... You have to make friends with Glen and Sith. They are the heirs of wolf castle! Especially Glen! He is the eldest son of the family and the natural heir! He can bring you great help!"
Monfarif said angrily.
"But... He is as serious as the Duke and makes people don't want to be close..."
Lina stuck out her tongue and turned her eyes: "I just passed by the Duke's study and heard a terrible thing..."
"What's up?"
Sure enough, Mrs. monfari's attention was diverted.
"It's about the last wandering knight. He killed a lot of people... He's wanted now."
Lina is a little sad.
She originally imagined that the other party was the protagonist in knight novels, but now it seems that she can only become a villain at most.
"Is it the xiamin who refused my kindness?"
Mrs. monfari's face twitched. "Forget it... He can't get my help without catching the hand I held out before... Maybe tomorrow you'll find that he was hanged by Sir Mars on the gallows."
"No... Sir Marcus is dead, and Sir Andrews, and a squadron of the Knights of the North... They were defeated by that Sulu."
Lina replied honestly.
"What?"
Mrs. monfari tightened her body and the folding fan in her hand fell to the ground.