Black Scepter Chapter 145: The Grand Duke

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Half a month has passed since the attack of the Holy Gabriel Empire.

In half a month, the territory owned by Pope Giovanni has quadrupled, and this situation will continue under foreseeable circumstances.

The fanatical jihad army combined with the brutal purgatory beast is a nightmare novel chapter for any country's defense.

In addition to the strong Byzantine under the pressure of the city, the Lord Fording broke his wrist and dragged the enemy’s attack at the cost of two-thirds of the country; Butija of Sibarice maintained it and nearly fell. ; The Gilman Empire suffered losses due to the powerful mage... The Principality of Miga in Isingle directly became the "granary" of the sacred Gabriel empire. The abundant supplies here gave the Jihad a more adequate supply and began to continue Send troops towards Byzantine.

The country of Nale in the north was defeated and completely destroyed.

Overall, in the face of this invasion of the Holy Gabriel Empire, only the far-reaching Kaslandi and Ingeway of the mainland countries have not been affected too much, and their remaining national power has been unimaginable. Great trauma.

But looking at the mainland, if Byzantine is not conquered as it should be, then the territory of the Earl of Lampard and Fording Christina is unscathed...it can be said to surprise most people with unknown circumstances.

Fans and rumors are spreading in various pubs in various countries. Some people say that there is a blessed place. The evil army of purgatory dare not dare to approach, so the sacred Gabriel empire cannot touch it; others say Lampard soldiers One by one, like a wolf and a fierce anomaly, several of the purgatory attacks were simply not found by them, and they finally retreated and gave up; some even described a seven-headed dragon spraying fireballs in the sky, adding divine The scene of the **** run by the Balletti team...

Anyway, no matter how people think about it, "Morpheus", the famous name of Lord Lampard, began to spread widely on the mainland. At first, many people felt familiar, and then gradually came to think of the huge competition of Byzantine... And the well-known "Dragon Knight" name.

After the two names were superimposed, everyone was in an uproar, and with some unexpected sighs, they began to say that this is what they should be. Of course, then the emotions of the civilians began to change and gradually began to think." Why did the Dragon Knight not help his motherland Byzantine against foreign enemies?"

Followed by a series of excavations, the fact that Morpheus was once sentenced to "treason", "blasphemy" and "heretics" was finally revealed, and at the same time, it caused a heated discussion, so that the bards with good deeds took this The "Legendary Experience" of the Dragon Knight and the "Vampire Queen" has been interpreted as a long-form word-of-mouth, which is all day long in the streets...

Now the civilians on the streets of Constantinople are familiar with the story of Morpheus. Many people even occasionally look up at the sky, thinking if they can see the heroic style of the dragon knight...

In front of the Inquisition, Lilith looked up slightly, staring at the slightly dazzling daylight, tightening her cloak tightly, and stepped onto the royal carriage of the Langinus family.

Deco’s crazy howling is still echoing in her ears... Lilith is hard to believe. After the handsome noble boy was brought to the Inquisition by Aquinas, he was as skinny as a wood after a month, not a human figure... think of it here She felt a little intolerable in her heart, but remembering the disaster that Deco might have caused, she finally sighed and lay quietly on her back, closing her eyes and thinking on the soft cushion.

"Nothing...Nothing...Would you rather be a stray dog ​​for that group of purgatory demons?"

She is a little upset. Deco is a human being, and she should not be confused with those purgatory creatures anymore, but until this day she finally began to change the humanity. Sometimes, it is indeed more disgusting than the purgatory demon. .

Today's Byzantine is not optimistic. Constantinople has now begun a full curfew. The nobles understand that Edward III is under pressure. As the prince's daughter, Lilith wanted to put on the battlefield with perseverance, but in the end hesitated for a long time. This request was not made to his father.

Because she promised Morpheus, she will not go on the battlefield to take risks.

The people on the street are much rarer than before. The carriage passed the Dukes of Windsor in Nobel District as usual, and she habitually lifted up the carriage curtains and looked at the door of the mansion not far away. The familiar figure in the impression, but the front of the cold door is as empty as before.

Lilith's heart is a bit sour. The "scarlet hero" in the eyes of others is far less strong than usual. The legs under her skirt curled up. Lilith hugged her knees helplessly, looking at the shaking curtain daze.

It didn’t take long for the originally moving carriage to suddenly slow down and stopped slowly.

The driver’s voice stuttered outside: "Miss Lilith...Ai...Duke Azshara and a Duke...Master Duke seems to have something to talk to you about."

Azara?

The lonely woman who always stood in a robe and always stood in the corner of the banquet hall appeared in Lilith's mind. It's strange why she appeared here... and she is more puzzled why there is another "Duke"?

In Byzantine, no aristocrat would take the initiative to get close to Azshara. Even the Duke level had never heard of it. She frowned and rose, gently pushed open the wooden carriage door, and stepped down.

Stretching her hands to sort out some scattered hair, the first thing she saw was Azshara, which was indistinguishable from her impression. Duke Solomon in a purple dress was still beautiful, but her body seemed to be thinner. Instinct greets: "Master Duke, I'll see you in a few days, I"

Looking away slightly, Lilith's footsteps suddenly stopped at the next moment.

The guy standing next to Azshara is wearing a red velvet jacket for formal occasions, with a slender figure and a calm temperament, wearing a crown on his head that would only be seen when a prince was present, and eight red gold leaves inlaid on it It symbolizes the Duke of Byzantine, the highest nobleman. However, unlike the ordinary Duke, there is also a beautifully cut ruby ​​in the middle of the crown, which makes people involuntarily think... this should be the ornament that the king will wear.

It’s just that when Lilith’s eyes moved to the duke’s face, she covered her mouth involuntarily... The **** thinking day and night was smiling at herself, leaving her completely stunned for a while, I thought I was dreaming.

Next, tears filled Lilith's eyes unconsciously.

Duke Azshara shrugged slightly and took a step back, giving the stage to the young man in front of him. And Morpheus, who was still talking to her about the war, nodded with a wry smile, then walked to Lilith and spread her arms: "It's been a long time"

"Boo!"

Lilith took a punch in the chest, Morpheus grinned, and hadn’t had time to say anything. The girl who had fought hard for the first time met her fiercely into his arms...

No one can support this punch, but Morpheus seems to carelessly put this kingdom knight in his arms, listening to the sobbing she finally failed to suppress, whispering: " Looks like...I haven't left for too long?"

"You! This! This! Fuck! Egg!"

The luxurious dress was wet with Lilith’s tears. Lilith’s words fell with rain-like fists, and the long-settled emotion finally vented, and it didn’t stop until five minutes later. When she opened her eyes and found that Duke Azshara was still standing aside, she remembered that she was on the street in front of the Windsor Duke's palace, her cheeks could not help but instantly turned red, and she suddenly lost her courage...

She wiped tears desperately and whispered: "I... Duke Azshara, actually I..."

"I don't mind," Duke Azshara smiled a little reluctantly, "Okay, I've finished speaking with him, let's talk about the two of you."

Although I said so, the slight sorrow in the corner of Lord Duke’s eyes was obvious. Morpheus nodded as if he hadn’t seen it, and replied: "The specific details may have to be discussed with you. Your Majesty will also push your head... I will go to the Duke of Solomon’s Palace at night, I hope you will have time."

"Of course...I don't lack time."

Duke Azshara stunned slightly, and then a burst of joy gradually filled the eyebrows, although it was very light, but Lilith saw clearly.

The black Duke’s Palace carriage appeared ghostly behind Azshara. She saluted gracefully and turned to board the carriage and leave. The sound of the horseshoe was not far away, Lilith looked at Morpheus with a grieving look, and the latter asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"That's the famous cold beauty of the empire... hum!"

She is cheerful and has nothing to say, but she has no scruples in her speech, but at this time the contrast between the image of Lihua and the rain and her previous silence in front of the nobles is so small that the driver beside him has a strange look stand up.

"Don't guess, I have something to do with her." Morpheus couldn't help crying and helplessly comforting the lord who had just wiped away her tears and had not forgotten to be jealous.

"Yeah, if there is no business, you will not find me at all...I am here every day"

I don’t want Morpheus to know that he is thinking about him every day, Lilith shut her mouth a little blushing.

"The main thing is related to the war of Byzantine. Of course, it must be put in the front. It is not time to relax." Although Morpheus said it seriously, it was very relaxed, and Lilis thought he was I’m coaxing myself...Of course, this lord doesn’t really care about anything. From a military camp, she has more temperament than ordinary women, so at this time she reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Morpheus, directly towards Towed his own carriage "Is there no business right now? My father would like to see you, go with me to the Prince's Mansion."

"Uh... I seem to have been in Mullenthal and Prince Hades yesterday"

Morpheus didn’t finish, but he laughed. It’s not a good idea to expose a girl’s lies. Looking at Lilith’s red ears, he shook his head helplessly, coughed twice, and took a few steps forward. , I didn’t pay much attention to the priority of ladies. I boarded the carriage and entered the carriage. I sat on the cushion and said: "Oh yeah... I remembered that the prince seemed to have rushed back to Constantinople last night. I naturally want to see him One side."

Lilith, who was following him, sat across from Morpheus, and for a time was afraid to look up.

The nobles of Constantinople actually talk about "preservation". The princes of Tangtang County are so popular that they dragged the Morpheus away at the door of the Duke's Palace of Windsor. In case they are seen by someone who is interested, it is estimated that this gossip will soon become popular among nobles. Circled...

However, how about the popularity? Lilith sneered in the heart~IndoMTL.com~ May someone else see her and Morpheus as a pair, the ladies who know the tongue chew all day long know how handsome and handsome it is to discuss the "Dragon Knight"...where do you know you are now Have you dragged the "Dragon Knight" back to the Prince's Mansion? If you take the opportunity, hehe...

"What do you want?"

Morpheus looked at Lilith, who was shy at first, then smirking, and thought she was stimulated, she reached out and shook her hand in front of his eyes, making the head of the county full of messy thoughts fierce. Has recovered.

"Ah? It's nothing... that's... that's right, how did you become a Duke...ah! Is Duke Acar him"

She changed her face suddenly, thinking of the rules of the "hereditary" Duke Byzantine, Lilith immediately thought of the death of Duke Acar, the possibility of hereditary herald to Morpheus...

"Father has always been in good health, don't worry." Morpheus reached out and took off the slightly fancy crown, rubbing his fingertips with gold leaves and rubies representing the highest title, whispering: "Something is abrupt, it shouldn't be People tell you, let’s talk briefly. This morning, Lampard was recognized by Edward III as the Principality, and I..."

"It became the first Principality of Lampard... Grand Duke."