Hermes, Old Holy City area.
Ma Weien's feelings in the past month or so can be completely described as ups and downs.
From the moment when the Lord of the Vault of Heaven took him to the God of Divine Construct, he had already made up his mind to hold on to this thigh no matter what, and never let go.
What firearms and what iron birds are not worth mentioning in front of a city that can fly.
This is a miracle that people can worship!
Next, he also swept away the previous decline, showed his value as much as possible, spared no effort in organizing the people to work and building the supply station, and also won the praise of the Lord of the Sky many times. This made his position among many nobles more stable, as if he had the feeling of being the leader of the crowd.
However, a letter sent from the Northland broke Marvin's stable life.
He didn't expect that the Vault of Heaven Lord would attach great importance to this seemingly absurd piece of paper, and the first thing he did after disappearing for a few weeks was to let them immediately go to the foot of Mount Hermes and the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, waiting for a new A similar letter - as to who sent it, how long it took to deliver it, or even where it was received.
To be honest, Ma Weien was reluctant to leave the God of Divine Construct in his heart. Even if there were devils everywhere, he would still be a devil who would not deprive him of his status and power. It's just that the Maharaja's order was difficult to disobey, and he finally chose the former of the two places, for nothing else, just because the old holy city was closer to the God of Divine Construct.
At this time, the northern borders of the four kingdoms were covered by red fog, and the people of Graycastle seemed to be struggling to defend against the devil. He was not far behind the Duke, and he not only had many subjects, but also some nobles to follow. But waiting for a secret letter that I don't know when it will be sent is really a little anxious. In order to complete the task as soon as possible, Ma Weien expanded their activity area at the risk of escaping. During this period, there were several escape incidents, he also hanged many people to warn him, and at the same time promised a big reward for possible clues, but he still failed to wait for the letter.
If the above is still a matter of luck, then things will develop completely beyond Marvin's expectations.
The God of Divine Construct suddenly rose up, then went all the way east, and finally disappeared from his sight - this made the duke feel great panic, the city of miracles floating behind him was his greatest support, without it. Days can be described as sleepless. To make matters worse, the Vault of Heaven Lord never showed up again, as if he had completely forgotten about the secret letter.
It didn't take long for him to hear the news that the floating land was shot down by the people of Greycastle.
To be honest, Ma Weien didn't believe in such nonsense in his heart - it was a floating mountain with a radius of dozens of miles. If the people of Graycastle had the ability to level the mountain, how could they have waited until now to use it!
Too bad not everyone is as smart as him.
For a while, his heart was fluctuating, and he found that he could not control the other nobles.
This is aggravated by the fact that there is still no news from the Vault of Heaven Lord.
His mood became worse and worse, except for borrowing wine and women to relieve his worries, he almost didn't want to do anything, and his days were almost back to the way they were in the capital of Yongdong.
"Sark, Sark!" When the bottle of wine was finished, Marvin shouted the name of the old housekeeper.
"Sir, what are your orders?" The housekeeper quickly opened the door of his room.
"Find a few more girls tonight, to be young and beautiful—" he shouted with a big tongue.
"But you only ordered them yesterday..."
"That was yesterday! I am the Duke, and this is my power, understand? They should give everything for me!"
"Yes... I understand." The old housekeeper lowered his head.
"By the way, the person who sent it... Is there any new news?" Marvin doesn't believe the nonsense in the streets, it doesn't mean he won't verify it himself - in fact, the God of Divine Construct left the Hermes Plateau , he sent several teams to track the target, trying to figure out where it was going. It's just that the efficiency of these people is really outrageous, and few have come back until yesterday.
The old butler shook his head, "At present, I only know that there was no war with the God of Divine Construct along the way in Graycastle. It may be two days before there will be definite news."
"These lazy idiots..." Marvin scolded and opened a new bottle of wine, "Okay, you go down."
Then wait two more days.
The red fog is dissipating, and there is no guarantee when the people of Greycastle will come back. He must also consider the future for himself. Even if he is no longer here, it does not mean that he is disobeying the order of the Vault of Heaven Lord. Whoever gets the letter will not get it. Just a little less credit.
Of course, the Kingdom of Eternal Winter was not the place he wanted to go. It had been proven that it could not resist the attack of the people of Greycastle.
Marvin heard from other high-level demons that a new God of Divine Construct is flying here, and it is also the city where the Devil King is located, so it is obviously a suitable retreat.
It shouldn't be difficult to find it as long as you follow the route that the previous part of the devil diverted.
At that time, he will only leave with the most loyal nobles.
Night fell quickly, but the girl Marvin wanted didn't show up.
This made him angry, and it seemed that his old housekeeper was starting to be useless.
After waiting patiently for another half an hour, when footsteps came from outside the door, the scolding words had poured into Ma Weien's throat.
However, it wasn't the old housekeeper who opened the door, but a group of dirty people. Some of them were holding hoes, some carrying poles, and they looked like a complete rabble. The Duke watched in disbelief as they poured into the house, stamping mud on the plush carpet of the bedroom.
When he thought that his mansion was trampled by such a bunch of bastards, he couldn't help screaming, "Guard, guard!"
But Marvin did not get a response.
What interrupted him was a bloody head that belonged to the old housekeeper Sark.
Marvin's drunkenness instantly woke up halfway.
"What are you doing!?"
"Everyone has had enough of your oppression, Marvin Pike!" the leader shouted, "For your damn order, many people died in the quarry, but you didn't pay attention, and even gave what they deserved. The wages have been deducted! We are not your servants, let alone your domestic slaves!"
"Nobles are no better than commoners, and the people of Greycastle are right!"
"Working hard for monsters during the day, and sending wives and daughters at night, you are the real devil!"
"Now go with us to Greycastle, otherwise you won't even want to leave this room!"
Damn it, Marvin thought bitterly, these guys have been eroded by the minds of the people of Greycastle - if he knew this, he shouldn't have let them go outside the old holy city to inquire about news!
"I'm the Duke, who of you dares to do it?" He warned sharply as he drew out the long sword beside the table. Compared with the "weapon" in the opponent's hand, this sharp blade is unparalleled. Since they were able to break in here without warning, it was obvious that the guards and servants had betrayed him. He must break out of this place, contact other nobles, and then focus on the knights to destroy this mob!
The name of the duke stunned everyone for a while - he is not the white body of an old housekeeper. The Pike family has ruled Snow Shadow Castle for many generations, and his status is unattainable to the commoners of Eternal Winter. It was precisely because of this point that Ma Weien deliberately put on an aloof posture. He still didn't believe that any bastard dared to hurt him.
Suddenly, a stone was thrown from the dark and hit his profile.
The severe pain instantly made Marvin froze in place.
How dare they
A grey-haired old man rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards him crying, "Devil, you return my daughter!"
Marvin raised his sword subconsciously and pierced the opponent's chest.
By the time he reacted, the crowd had already swarmed up—the old man's death was like a vent, releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.
The hoe and the pole fell on Marvin like raindrops, and he seemed to hear the sound of his own bones breaking.
"You bastards, stop it!"
"No, stop... don't, stop hitting..."
"Ahem, I beg you..."
The voice gradually decreased.
It was not until the duke became a puddle of mud that everyone stopped.
"We killed a noble..." Someone said in a trembling voice.
"So what, the king of Graycastle doesn't recognize nobles, not to mention that he has been an enemy of Graycastle."
"What if the other Eternal Winter nobles find out? They have horses and armor, if they catch up..."
"Anyway, we have reached this stage, what else can we do." The leader looked around and said, "We are not the only ones being oppressed. Now that the devil is not around, why not—"
"Fight them." Another whispered.
"Fight them."
"Fight with them, then go to Graycastle!" After a while, the voice spread, turned into a uniform slogan, and rushed to the pitch-black earth outside the house like a torrent.