Release that Witch

Chapter 945: Just mortals

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Two days later.

Radiance City Palace.

"Leaving today? Can't you stay here for a while?" Horford looked at Andrea, who came to leave, with mixed feelings in his heart, "Otto and the others wouldn't want to leave as soon as they met you. "

"It's been a long time since I left Neverwinter, and there are still people waiting for me there," Andrea said frankly, "and now it's the transition of old and new kingships, as family heirs, they shouldn't put their time on it anymore. Banquets and games. Since we are friends, one meeting is enough."

She is indeed different, the count thought.

She has grown up.

"About the next negotiation with Graycastle... Do you have any suggestions?" Horford pondered for a moment, "I want to hear your thoughts, this is very important to the family's decision-making."

"I don't know much about government affairs. In Neverwinter City, the people responsible for dealing with these are not nobles, but freemen who have passed the exam. If you want to inquire about details, it would be more appropriate to ask Hill Fox, he has always had a relationship with the West Territory. More or less connection." Andrea paused, "If I had to say it, it would be don't make the same mistake as Amperin."

Horford smiled wryly, "If you have seen the power of Roland Wimbledon and dare to fight against Greycastle, then you can't describe it as stupid."

"It's not just power..." Andrea shook her head, "The upcoming battle of divine will concerns the fate of all mankind. At this time, infighting will only accelerate our demise. Neither Greycastle nor Dawn can stand alone in the catastrophe. Cun, in this case, you must know better than me how the family can get the most benefit."

"Continuation is the best interest." Horford quickly understood the meaning of his daughter's words.

"And the hope of continuation now rests on His Majesty Roland." She spread her hands and said, "So to control the order of the morning light, stand firmly on the side of Graycastle, and work together to overcome the battle of divine will, it is me. The only advice I can give."

Earl Quin nodded slowly, "...I see."

Just as Andrea turned around, he couldn't help but stop her again.

"I… "

"You don't need to see me off, there are still a lot of things to do in the future. You don't have to worry about my safety. The Witch of God's Punishment will return to Neverwinter with me." She said with a side face.

"No, what I'm trying to say is... I'm sorry, daughter." After saying those words, Horford felt a lot older, but also a lot easier. In fact, there are still many things he wants to pour out. For example, he sent her away for the sake of the family, but it cannot be said that there is no meaning to protect her; for example, he regrets not discussing this matter with his wife first. If he came, he wouldn't necessarily have done it in such a rude way; and the joy that surged in his heart when he heard from Otto that she was still alive and doing well...

It's just that Earl Quin is more aware that the damage has already happened, and even if those words are spoken, they are nothing but shirk or make up words in the ears of the other party. This is the price of choice. Andrea has grown to where she is today, and he can't be too bad.

After speaking, the old earl closed his eyes.

"Well... then I'm leaving."

The sound of her daughter's footsteps gradually faded away, and finally disappeared. Although he didn't hear the expecting father, but also, the other party's tone was not as cold as it was a few days ago. At least this time, she didn't call him Lord Count again.

That's good, he thought, this is just a temporary farewell, and there will be a reunion in the future.

Time can be both unforgettable and healing.

The choices made ten years ago cost him a lot.

And Horford Quinn intends to use the same time to correct this mistake.

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After leaving White Wave Bay, the ship entered the sea.

Amperin put down the map in his hand and looked out the porthole.

This route is one of the main trade routes to Langxin Boguang Port, and merchant ships can be seen from time to time. Occasionally, small boats of fishermen will come over to sell some fresh fish and fruits and vegetables.

If he was still the king, the three-masted ships sailing around him should have hung the flag of the royal family, and if he wanted to eat fresh food, naturally a maid would deliver it.

It's all the fault of those bloody traitors!

It has been almost a week since he was expelled from the throne today, and he has been thinking about getting back this ride all the time. Even if the King of Greycastle can't do anything, at least he can't let the three major families lie comfortably in his city and enjoy the fruits of rebellion.

After much consideration, An Pein finally chose his first place to settle in, Thousand Blades Castle in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. It is close to the frontier of the morning light, and it is rumored that its lord is related to the nobles of the morning light, so he should not be too mean to the Moya family. The most important thing is that the nobles of the two places communicate very closely. If someone wants to use his identity to do something, he can easily contact him.

Don't look at those lords who were just around the corner before, in the final analysis, they were all for profit. Now that he is no longer the ruler of Radiance City, there is naturally no basis for conflict.

Not only that, but his bloodline can become a tool for them to seize new interests.

In order to retaliate, An Pein decided to temporarily wronged himself, and when the time is right, those who despise him will surely taste the bitter fruit!

Thinking of this, he felt a lot of heart lift, and at the same time there was a hunger in his stomach.

Let's eat some fruit first. Once we leave the coastal boundary of Chenxi, this route will be much deserted, and he also heard the sound of fishing boats picking up the boat just now.

Am Peyin shook the string in front of the table, which was connected to the bell outside the house. As long as it rang, the maid would come in.

But this time there was no response from outside.

His brows furrowed immediately.

Could it be that he is so low that even a maid dares to be lazy and perfunctory? In an instant, he had murderous intent in his heart.

Well, if it was really her negligence, it would be good to use her as a warning example. Except for the members of the Moa family and the knights who swear allegiance to the death, the others in the entourage are indeed becoming more and more indifferent.

He wanted to let those people know that even on a ship, as long as he was there, it should be no different from the palace.

An Pein got up and walked out of the room, but found that there was no one in the aisle, not only the maids, but the sailors, guards, slaves... all disappeared. The cabin was eerily silent, save for the rustling of sea water against the hull.

The chills on his back suddenly stood upright

Something is wrong here!

Has he been abandoned? No... Impossible, even if the mercenaries and servants wanted to abandon him, the knights of the guards trained by the family would definitely stand up to stop them, and the two sides would not be silent when arguing!

Amperne was about to climb down the stairway of the stern master bedroom to take a look at the deck, where there should be sailors anyway. But as soon as he turned around, he saw a blood-stained dagger against his neck.

The sword bearer was an extremely ugly woman, but her eyes were as bright as a star.

She was not on the boat, and Am Paine immediately realized that it was impossible for him to have no impressions of such a characteristic person in his mind.

It's an attacker from outside!

"Who sent you? Do you know what you're doing, pariah! I'm the Lord of Dawn, from the Moa family"

The sound stopped abruptly.

He found that the air could no longer be exhaled through his mouth, and the gushing blood had clogged his throat. The tear-like sting stretched from his neck to his chest, and the coolness that swept his body took away all his strength.

As he fell, all he heard was a casual murmur above his head.

"Oh, that's just a mortal."

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