Chapter 274： Trust (Part 1)

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The night was deep, and the dwarf camp was quiet and solemn.

"Father, haven't you rested at this late hour?"

When the Marquis Dawson looked up, he saw his second son, Wills Dawson, come in.

Wells has a fair face, no rosacea that is characteristic of dwarves, and a big beard that is well maintained. If it weren't for the lack of racial restrictions, he would be considered a handsome boy.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?" Marquis Dawson frowned.

For his second son, the Marquis Dawson actually didn't like it.

Because he felt that he was too spoiled, not the toughness and tenacity of the dwarves, and he was obsessed with women.

However, fortunately, the eldest son of the Marquis Dawson was not bad enough to inherit the family business, so the Marquis of Dawson did not care about this second son.

Wells was a little frightened of his father, so he approached carefully, and said mysteriously: "Father, I just got an amazing news!"

"What's the news?" Marquis Dawson said disapprovingly, and immersed himself in reviewing the piles of documents.

Wells was a little depressed about his father's perfunctory attitude.

He knows that he is not valued by his father, but he has always been unwilling to do so. Now, he feels that he has a chance to stand up!

"Father, this is news that can determine the life and death of the Dawson family!"

"Say." The Marquis Dawson was a little impatient.

A trace of resentment flashed across Wells's face, and he whispered: "Father, I heard that the Marquis of Maynum is going to give you to the St. Hild family in exchange for the consent of the dwarves to establish a nation!"

The quill in the hands of the Marquis Dawson finally stopped, looked up at his second son, and asked in a deep voice:

"Where did you hear this news?"

Wells dodged his gaze and said falteringly: "Father, shouldn't you worry about the betrayal of the Maynum family first?"

The Marquis Dawson glared at him and shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! Answer my question!"

"Yes... I was notified by Archbishop Adjani..."

"How did she notify you? Why did she notify you?"

"I...I..." Seeing his father's increasingly fierce eyes, Wells was so frightened that he could hardly speak.

"idiot!"

The Marquis Dawson was full of hair and beard, like a exposed lion.

I saw him kick Wells to the ground, then rushed up again, grabbed his collar and asked fiercely:

"Are you secretly contacting people in the church? Are you?"

Wells nodded tremblingly.

Then, he was punched into panda eyes by his father.

Wells screamed exaggeratedly, and the voice even attracted the guards who were on duty.

However, after seeing the scene of the father beating his son, the guard sneaked out again, seeming to have become accustomed to it.

"Father, don't, don't fight!" Wells cried, "I really didn't betray military secrets! I really didn't!"

The Marquis Dawson didn't believe in such nonsense.

He knew his son very well, and while beating, he cursed:

"A mindless idiot! How many times have I told you, Adjani is a beautiful cannibal snake! How dare you secretly show her courtesy at this time!"

What is her status? Is it that you, a dwarf who has no right to inherit the title, can expect it?

She is just using you!

Take advantage of you! "

...

After a long while, the Marquis Dawson seemed to be finally tired, and then stopped.

Wells slumped to the ground half-dead, screaming weakly from time to time.

"Say!" The Marquis Dawson kicked his son again. "What the **** did she tell you?"

Wells hugged his scarred body and suddenly felt very aggrieved-you didn't let me contact Ajani, so why do you want to know what she said to me?

Of course, such words would only dare to slander in the bottom of his heart.

"She, she said... The Maynum family has reached an agreement with the St. Hild family. As long as you hand over, the St. Hild family will agree to peace talks and allow the dwarves to establish a nation in the north."

The Marquis Dawson didn't seem to worry about his situation at all, but asked, "Why did Adjani tell you this?"

"Father, the situation in Winter City is actually very tense now. Although on the surface, Vera and Colin have gained the upper hand with the Golden Lion Army, in fact, in secret, Master Joyce also has a lot of support. By.

Of course, these supporters did not want to see Vera successfully resolve the Northern Rebellion and inherit the Duke's position.

Archbishop Adjani is one of the supporters of Master Joyce. "

The Marquis Dawson looked at his son blankly and asked, "So she wants to spoil the peace talks?"

"Yes." Wells nodded repeatedly. "She hopes to join hands with our Dawson family! This is a letter she wrote to you personally!"

After speaking, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the Marquis Dawson.

The Marquis Dawson did not read the letter. Instead, he continued to stare at Wells with indifferent eyes and asked: "Did you tell the church about our situation?"

Wells wanted to shake his head, but looking at his father's fierce eyes, he had to say hesitantly: "Yes, I said something... but none of them are military secrets, I swear!"

"What did you say?" Marquis Dawson's eyes grew colder.

"I just told the other party that Prince Leahy killed Mr. Hooter. That's it! There are so many witnesses to this incident, even if I don't tell it, the church will find it sooner or later!"

The Marquis Dawson sighed in his heart that his own son was too stupid.

Such critical information was revealed to the church, and it is no wonder that the messenger sent by the Maynum family was making things difficult for the peace talks.

Because the other party knows that the most important bargaining chip of the dwarf side is gone.

However, it seems that in order to reach a reconciliation with the St. Hild family, the Maynum family is really likely to sell the Dawson family.

While the Marquis of Dawson was thinking, Wells was still talking about defending himself:

"Father, Archbishop Adjani is actually a trustworthy person.

The relationship between me and her is not what you imagined. For a holy and pious pastor like the archbishop, I only have infinite reverence in my heart, and I dare not make a trace of blasphemy!

Moreover, I can see that the archbishop’s current situation in Winter City is not good. Vera and Colin used the Golden Lion Legion to forcibly suppress the resistance in the Lion’s Roar, trying to push an adopted daughter who is a wizard to the north. The position of the Duke of Realm, this is really ridiculous!

Although Master Joyce is temporarily suppressed, you have to believe that there are many upright northern knights in the city, and they will definitely not allow..."

"Shut up!" The Marquis Dawson interrupted Wells impatiently.

Wells shrank his head and dared not speak any more.

"You are just a **** in the opponent's hand, do you really think you are favored by Ajani?

Moreover, the information provided by the other party this time may not be true.

Even if it is true, it may be just a divorce of the Saint Hild family!

Only you, an idiot whose mind is full of wine and beauties, can be unclear. Therefore, be deceived and deceived! "

Wells opened his mouth, wanting to excuse the goddess in his heart, but seeing his father's fierce eyes, he didn't dare to refute, he had to cringe on his knees, like a quail in the rain.

Seeing his unpromising appearance, the Marquis Dawson suddenly lost his breath. Finally, he sighed, waved helplessly, and cursed: "Go back to sleep!"

"YesWells got up from the ground with a grin, and walked out carefully.

Behind him came Marquis Dawson's unkind voice: "Remember, if you are letting me find someone you are contacting the church privately, I will break your leg!"

"Yes..." Wells quickly quickened his pace and ran away as if to escape.

The Marquis Dawson sighed lonely and shook his head, seemingly desperate for this son.

After that, he picked up the letterhead that Wells had handed him just now, ready to see what kind of pie the Archbishop Adjani had painted for the Dawson family.

After opening the letterhead, the Marquis Dawson frowned immediately.

This letter... why?

Before the Marquis of Dawson could study and understand, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and then the sound of a personal guard's announcement:

"Master, see you, Marquis Maynum!"

"Invite him in."