Dark clouds shrouded Silvermoon City, and there were rumbling thunders from time to time.
It is going to rain.
Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, trying to get home before the rainstorm came.
A tavern in the east of the city also welcomed two guests.
The tavern waiter saw the dress and temperament of the two guests, and knew that they must be nobles. Then the waist bent down unconsciously, respectfully leading them to a quiet place by the window.
The two guests were a man and a woman.
The man was probably in his early twenties, with bright golden hair and sea-blue eyes, especially those eyes, as deep as the sea, and everyone who was stared at by them seemed to have the illusion of being seen through.
The woman is a little younger, with a pretty face and a burst of heroic spirit. She is small and agile, and what is more eye-catching is the huge broadsword on her back.
The length of the broadsword was almost as high as a woman's. It was sharpened on both sides. The blade was ten inches wide. It was engraved with mysterious and complicated arcane magic circles. If you got close to it, you could even feel the lightning energy dissipating from it from time to time.
The huge broad sword is in stark contrast to the small woman, and the visual impact is extremely strong.
On the top of the hilt is carved a horse with wings spread out.
If you do some research on the aristocratic badges of the Glorious Empire, you will immediately recognize that this is the badge of the San Pros family, the lord of the eastern border of the empire—a pure white horse.
"boom!"
After the woman was seated, she leaned the broadsword behind her back against the wall, but judging from the depth of the sword point piercing into the ground and the sound of the impact just now, she knew that the weight of the sword was definitely not light.
"Brother, why have you been so busy tasting fine wine these days, have you forgotten that we came to Silvermoon City with a mission this time?"
The man smiled slightly, but did not immediately answer his sister's question.
Instead, he took the wine brought by the waiter, poured a glass for himself and his sister, and then raised his glass to signal: "What's the hurry, try the wine here first."
The woman had no choice but to raise her glass to touch her brother.
When he raised his hand, the man's cuffs revealed three silver stripes embroidered - this is the mark that only the Earl of the Empire can have.
Coupled with the pure white horse badge on the woman's broad sword, the identities of these two distinguished guests can be guessed.
The ruler of the Eastland—the St. Pross family has only one earl, and that is Evan St. Pross.
Earl Evan is the second son of the Duke of St. Pros, and he is a real earl.
Received the title of earl at a young age, it seems that the second son of the duke seems to be very favored.
But those who really understand what is going on here will understand that the opposite is true.
Just like the Northern Territory, the first heir of the Duke of the Eastern Territory will also accept a vain title of Marquis. This title does not have any corresponding territories. After all, after the death of the Duke, the entire Eastern Territory will belong to the Marquis.
And the duke of the East Territory made his second son Evan the earl, which is basically saying—
This earl title and this territory are given to you, as for my duke title, don't worry about it.
The meaning of fear is obvious.
After drinking a glass of wine, Earl Evan closed his eyes and savored it carefully for a while.
Opening his eyes again, he saw his sister's unrelenting gaze.
Earl Evan smiled helplessly, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, Anna, do you know why I am not in a hurry to find someone from the half-elf royal family?"
"Why?"
"Because, this is a mission that is doomed to fail." Earl Evan poured himself another glass of wine, "So, instead of wasting time, why not try all the wines in Silvermoon City first, it's not a waste of time .”
Anna frowned and asked inexplicably, "Why do you think this is a mission destined to fail?"
Earl Evan closed his eyes, reminiscing about the wine that had just entered his throat, and said lightly:
"Father sent us to Silvermoon City to prevent the half-elven kingdom from completely falling to the north. But I think this is almost impossible. Because the Duke of St. Hilde has a way to win!"
"Winning?" Anna looked disbelieving, "What method can guarantee that the northern border will definitely gain control of the half-elven kingdom
Even if Vera successfully married Prince Tupe, it might not be possible to control Silvermoon City, right
After all, Prince Tupe is the second heir in line, and, didn't you say that the half-elf king is a master of balance and will not fall to any side at will? "
"Hehe, the half-elf king is an old fox, but the Duke of St. Hilde is a lion." Earl Evan opened his eyes, with a sneer on his lips, "Do you want to know what the winning method is?"
"What?"
"The method is—"
Earl Evan drank another glass of wine, and then said in a cold tone:
"Kill Vera!"
"Boom!" A flash of lightning pierced the sky outside the window, followed by deafening thunder.
Anna's eyes widened, staring blankly at her brother.
After a long while, he asked incredulously: "You mean, if the Duke of St. Hilde kills his adopted daughter, he will definitely gain control of the half-elven kingdom?"
"That's right." Earl Evan's eyes glowed with bloodlust, "As long as Vera dies in Silvermoon City, then the northern border will have an excuse to send troops.
I suspect that the invincible black cavalry army in the north is now ready to go. It probably took them ten days to fight all the way to the Silver Moon City.
You said, at that time, will the half-elven Silver Moon Guard dare to defend the city
And our father, dare to send troops to the half-elf kingdom to fight a decisive battle with the black cavalry on land? "
Anna was silent, she didn't know if she was frightened by her brother's crazy idea, or she felt that the answers to the last two questions couldn't be answered.
If the black cavalry rushed all the way to Silvermoon City, then according to the "glorious tradition" of the half-elf clan, they must have surrendered without a fight.
And what about the Duke of the East
I'm afraid they don't dare to really send troops to the half-elf kingdom, and head-to-head with the black cavalry army.
Regardless of the fact that the northern border has just experienced a great chaos, the army suffered heavy losses.
But as long as the fearsome black cavalry is still there, no one will dare to underestimate the northern border.
What's more, the Eastern Territory has not experienced war for hundreds of years. There are many troops, but their combat effectiveness is worrying.
Without going through the test of blood and fire, it is impossible to forge a strong army.
If it hadn't been for occupying the favorable location of the Nushui River, the army from the north would have driven straight in and driven the St. Pross family out of Bailu City.
Anna let out a long breath, shook her head and said, "This is just your guess. Is the Duke of Saint Hilde really willing to give up a daughter for the half-elf kingdom?"
"It's an adopted daughter." Earl Evan corrected, "And, what if it's a biological daughter? For a person like the Duke of St. Hilde, what can't be given up?"
Anna looked into her brother's eyes and asked seriously: "If you were the Duke of St. Hilde, would you do this?"
"Yes." Earl Evan replied without any hesitation.
"I don't believe it." Anna shook her head, "Although my father and elder brother don't like you, they think you do things unscrupulously, have no bottom line, and don't talk about chivalry at all. But I know that you are not such a person."
Earl Evan chuckled: "How do you know what kind of person I am?"
"Rely on your intuition." Anna took it for granted.
Earl Evan was startled, then lowered his head, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, but he laughed and said: "My silly sister! You will be deceived sooner or later."
Anna snorted softly, apparently disapproving of her brother's warning, and asked again: "Is it true that we have no way to stop the northern border?"
Earl Evan drank another glass of wine, shook his head and said, "Actually, there are."
Anna quickly asked:
"any solution?"
(end of this chapter)