The Duke of Rand wanted to see him, which was actually a bit unexpected to Lord Oram. The matter has developed to this point. Since the Duke of Rand can come to the door, it means that the Duke of Rand already knows. The matter was leaked, and since that was the case, the timing of Duke Rand's desire to see him was a bit delicate.
"Lord Duke." Oram nodded at Duke Wilson: "What do you think about this?"
Duke Wilson had no expression on his face. After thinking for a moment, he finally said, "I'm afraid he wants to test you."
What Duke Wilson said was not wrong. Although Duke Rand knew that Oram had known that the king was dead at this time, he did not know what Oram was in at this time, and whether the army in Duke Wilson's hands had been used. Role, whether Oram is fearless, and George far away in Wales, whether there is any conspiracy, all of this is now a mystery to the Duke of Rand, because the king died too suddenly, the Duke of Rand Not quite ready at this point.
Lord Oram smiled, then turned to look at Evan who was frowning with a puzzled expression, and suddenly said, "What do you think, Pastor Bruce?"
Evan was startled, paused slightly, and finally said: "I don't fully know what Duke Rand is thinking, but at such a time, I think you still have to be a little more restrained, otherwise I'm afraid Duke Rand will have other ideas."
Lord Oram must be a little restrained at this time, otherwise, I am afraid that Duke Rand will see the flaws. If Duke Rand knows that Lord Oram is confident, I am afraid that he will be prepared and vigilant.
Lord Oram slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "You are right, but Duke Rand is a cautious person, and it is not good to be too reserved."
As soon as Evan thought about it, he understood in his heart that since Duke Rand has more ideas, it is indeed more effective to do the opposite.
The communication between the two people made Duke Wilson's face look ugly. I don't know when the relationship between the two people has been so good.
"Okay, stop talking so much, anyway, now that Rand invites you out, what are you going to do?" Duke Wilson interrupted the conversation between Evan and Lord Oram impatiently.
Lord Oram smiled calmly: "I will meet him, but never alone."
It is still necessary to stabilize the Duke of Rand now, otherwise, if the Duke goes crazy, I am afraid that the whole of London will not be peaceful.
Lord Oram stood up from the sofa, waved behind him, and a housekeeper stepped forward immediately.
"Go find some guards and come in. I'm going to see the Duke of Rand. You send him a letter. I can see him in front of the castle, and no soldiers can appear around."
The butler looked a little hesitant, but he didn't dare to refute the master's words, so he left.
Duke Wilson looked at him and frowned slightly: "I'll go with you." Now is the time to help each other, Duke Rand's character is uncertain, Duke Wilson is still afraid of trouble.
Lord Orlam certainly knew what Duke Wilson meant, and nodded with a smile.
Evan watched from the side and pursed his lips slightly. This matter is very risky. He is very clear in his heart that they have nothing now. In the mouths of everyone, Duke Rand is not a reasonable gentleman. If something happens, I'm afraid it's too late to cry.
But... Evan looked at Duke Wilson's frown and suddenly stood up.
"I'll go too." He said solemnly.
"You?" Lord Oram couldn't help laughing when he saw Evan: "What are you doing out there? Use the Bible to educate him? If so, I can tell you that even if God himself comes, it will never change. The determination of the Duke of Rand."
Looking at Lord Oram's slightly playful expression, Evan's expression remained unchanged: "As your friend, I can't see you in such a dangerous situation, so..." Evan looked suddenly flustered Duke Wilson, who got up, said word by word, "So, please let me go with you."
Evan's words were very calm, as if there were no ups and downs, but when they fell into other people's ears, they were extremely firm, without the slightest hesitation.
Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a dull expression, as if he had lost the ability to speak. He was silent for a long time, and finally said, "You...Aren't you afraid?"
Of course Evan was afraid, and no one was more afraid of death than him.
"The length of my life is decided by the Lord, no matter what the outcome is, I can accept it." Evan looked at Duke Wilson very calmly and said calmly.
Duke Wilson looked at Evan, his eyes were calm, as if what he had just said was just the most basic truth in the world.
Lord Oram was also stunned. He had guessed the relationship between the two people before, but at this moment, he finally confirmed his guess. There really is some kind of unacceptable existence between these two people. entanglement.
Lord Oram couldn't help sighing. He could see that Duke Wilson cared about Evan, but he couldn't see through Evan's thoughts, but at this moment, listening to what Evan said, in his heart Finally came to a conclusion.
"Are you really going?" Lord Oram broke the awkward atmosphere between Evan and Duke Wilson.
Evan nodded, his expression was a little stiff. Although his proposal had some ideas, he had to say that when he said it, he was relieved. Such a strange feeling made Evan Somewhat uncomfortable.
"If you insist, let's go together. I dare say, you haven't met Duke Rand before, have you?" Lord Oram tried to ease the atmosphere.
Evan smiled reluctantly: "Yes."
Oram glanced at Duke Wilson, who was still unresponsive. His eyes kept chasing Evan's figure, and there was a dim light in his eyes. Lord Oram sighed in his heart, but still didn't say anything, and continued to talk to him. Evan chat.
The butler quickly prepared everything, Lord Oram put on soft armor, and also prepared one for Evan and Duke Wilson. Evan didn't know there was this thing at this time. He took a closer look. The material was very fine and it looked very strong. This was a good thing.
Several people quickly changed their clothes, and then led the five guards towards the outside of the castle.
As he got closer to the gate of the castle, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more solemn. Until he reached the gate of the castle, Evan could almost hear the sound of the soldiers' weapons rubbing against the outside, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He has never faced death in the true sense. Even if he came to this world, he came in his sleep. This is the first time he has faced the threat to his own life in this way.
The gate was slowly opened by the gatekeeper. The poor man was trembling with fear, but when he looked at Lord Oram, he didn't dare to retreat half a step.
Lord Oram, like a proud nobleman, raised his chin slightly and walked towards the door without even looking at outsiders.
When they came out of the castle gate, they saw a group of people standing on the lawn fifty meters away, and when they saw them coming out, they walked towards them.
Evan took the torch in the hand of the guard next to him and squinted at the person who came. Several people around looked like guards and looked very alert, while the man in the middle was not tall and didn't seem to reach his chin. , and his appearance is also very ordinary. If he is thrown into the crowd, he will not be able to find it at all, but his eyes are very keen, like a vulture, sharp and vicious.
Evan couldn't help shivering, this person is definitely not easy to deal with.
"Charles?" Just as Evan was thinking about it, Duke Rand had already walked in front of them. He raised his chin slightly, looked arrogant, and looked at Duke Wilson with a playful expression: "I never knew that you would be like this. stupid."
Duke Wilson looked at Duke Rand with a very ugly expression.
"I'm so sorry to disappoint you." Duke Wilson said in a stiff tone.
The Duke of Rand smiled, with arrogance and contempt on his face.
"You will definitely regret being mixed up with this rubbish Oram." He almost gnashed his teeth and glanced at Lord Oram, as if there was some kind of deep hatred.
Lord Oram gave Duke Wilson a somewhat innocent look, as if he could not understand what Duke Rand meant, which made Duke Rand even more hated.
"Humph!" He snorted coldly with contempt: "You should know about Richard, what do you decide to do? Still stand by my stupid nephew?"
Lord Oram looked at Duke Rand with some puzzlement: "What do you mean? The king has passed away. Isn't Prince George, the crown prince, ascending the throne? Is there any other way?"
Oram's pretence disgusted Duke Rand, and he couldn't help showing a vicious expression on his face: "Oram! I tell you, my patience has limits, if you are still so stubborn, I will The soldiers will attack your castle immediately!"
Oram looked at Duke Rand with a smile, but there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "You are so amazing, I was almost scared to death by you."
His sarcasm completely angered the Duke of Rand.
"Oram!" He rushed towards Lord Oram, but was stopped by the guards beside him: "You will regret your decision today!" After saying a few words, he broke free from the guard's restraint on him, stroked the non-existent folds on his clothes, sneered at Lord Oram and turned to leave.
But at this moment, Duke Wilson said, "What is your plan? How did Richard die?"
His tone was very cold, without a trace of emotion, but Duke Rand, who had turned around, stopped and turned to look at Duke Wilson with a scrutiny in his eyes: "What's the matter? You changed your mind. ?"
Duke Wilson looked at him coldly: "I don't have any idea to become, you answer my question."
"Humph!" He chuckled, but his face softened a lot: "You should see my plan very clearly, as for Richard..." He dragged his voice, but found that Duke Wilson did not have any Being attracted by him, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so I said viciously: "Richard died of illness! It has nothing to do with me!"
Duke Wilson nodded, his expression unchanged.
Looking at his half-dead appearance, the anger in Duke Rand's heart was even greater, and he wanted to kill this man, as if this man had always been like this since his student days, indifferent and calm, and his emotions hardly fluctuated.
Duke Rand gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"Duke Rand, how did you arrange the funeral of His Majesty the King?"
The sudden question made Rand narrow his eyes. For the first time, he finally turned his attention to the fourth person present, Evan.