The warm morning light gently penetrates the treetops, leaving mottled light and shadow on the grass.
Lawrence woke up to the sound of birdsong.
After getting up from the ground, he immediately looked around, until he saw the thin figure shrouded in the mage's robe not far away, and finally he was relieved.
Lawrence walked over and asked softly, "Good morning, Father."
Mr. Ji didn't look back, he just concentrated on recording something.
Lawrence was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disturb too much, so he stepped back lightly, preparing to find some prey for breakfast.
In the morning in the forest, the air is exceptionally fresh, and there is still a little dew on the leaves.
Lawrence found the traces left by several hares and immediately chased after them.
But not far away, he saw a group of frightened birds rushing out of the forest with flapping wings.
somebody is coming!
Lawrence immediately ran back.
When he saw the figure of Mr. Ji again, he immediately shouted: "Father! Someone is coming! I am afraid it is the pursuers of the Uman family!"
Mr. Ji seemed to have not heard the shout behind him, and continued to write and draw on the parchment.
Lawrence ran to Mr. Xie and reminded him again, but Mr. Xie still remained silent.
Now Lawrence was blinded, and just when he didn't know what to do, there were rustling sounds in the surrounding bushes, and soon, groups of heavily armed soldiers surrounded them.
Lawrence held the sword in both hands and looked around nervously, while Mr. Hu was still buried in writing, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
The surrounding soldiers did not step forward after setting up their formation.
Lawrence was wondering when he saw a knight coming out of the crowd.
He turned over and dismounted, took off his helmet, and revealed an expressionless face—
It was Count Uman!
Lawrence's heart skipped a beat, secretly screaming that it was not good.
The appearance of Earl Uman indicated that the army was nearby, which also meant that they might not be able to escape.
Even if Mr. Xi is a powerful sixth-order mage, it is impossible to escape the siege of tens of thousands of troops.
Under Lawrence's desperate eyes, Earl Uman walked slowly towards them alone.
At this time, Mr. Ji finally finished writing, put away the sheepskin scroll unhurriedly, and stood up.
Coincidentally, Earl Uman also came to the front.
Lawrence's sword-holding hands trembled involuntarily. He wanted to say hello, but he didn't know how to address Earl Uman.
Earl Uman didn't look at his former "son" at all, but said to Mr. Xie: "Is this how the Santheon family treats their allies?"
Mr. Ji pointed to his left eye, and said expressionlessly: "How can you not pay a price for killing a paladin? Falling into Eagle City is your price, and I have also paid mine."
Earl Uman sneered, and said with disdain: "A left eye and a city, Mr. Yu, do you think this kind of sacrifice is fair?"
"It's really not fair." Mr. Ji said flatly, "If you want any compensation, you can just say it."
"Compensation?" The sarcasm on Earl Uman's face became more and more intense, "The last stupid woman who wrote me a bad check has already been slaughtered by me, and don't forget that you are not yet the Lord of the North, so don't worry about it." You want to compensate me for what you don't have!"
When Mr. Xi heard the word "stupid woman", his eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to understand the fate of his sister Penny, but he didn't express anything, but asked plainly: "Then, let's talk about what I have now. ,what do you want?"
Earl Uman's eyes were full of tyranny, and he growled, "I want you to pay for the lives of the 300,000 people who fell into Eagle City, will you?"
Mr. Ji shook his head indifferently: "If you kill me now, it will not help the Uman family's situation in any way, but will cut off your last hope."
Earl Uman did not refute this time, obviously he also agreed with Mr. Xie's point of view.
He needs Mr. Zhe to live.
But the anger in Earl Uman's eyes grew uncontrollably, almost gushing out.
Lawrence huddled between the two big men like a quail, trying to reduce his sense of existence, but obviously, his efforts were in vain, because he heard about his name—
"Well, let your son Lawrence pay for Falling Eagle City on your behalf!"
"good."
Hearing Earl Uman's request, Mr. Ji agreed without the slightest hesitation.
It seemed that what the other party wanted to kill was not his own son, but a pet dog he had adopted casually.
"What?" Lawrence stood there blankly, as if he couldn't believe that his fate was so easily decided.
He trembled uncontrollably, and shouted hoarsely, "Father, father!"
Unfortunately, his biological father, Mr. Xi, ignored him at all.
And his nominal father, Earl Uman, had already stepped forward and grabbed his hair with one hand.
"Father!" Lawrence looked at Earl Uman with pleading eyes.
At this moment, he no longer cared about who the two people in front of him should call his father. Anyway, as long as anyone could save his life, he would call him father.
You can even call them both...
swish—
A silver light flashed, and Lawrence's head was cut off.
The gushing blood instantly splashed Mr. Ji all over.
Earl Uman deliberately brought Lawrence's head in front of Mr. Yu, and said coldly, "It's just interest."
Mr. Gu stared straight at Lawrence's head expressionlessly, without any movement.
Earl Uman seemed to have finally vented his anger, and walked away holding his bleeding head.
After all the soldiers around had dispersed, Mr. Ji took out the parchment scroll on his body again and continued to write and draw.
Lawrence's headless body fell at his feet like this, and the blood flowing across it quickly stained a large area of grass.
The surrounding air suddenly condensed a little bit of frost, and the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees without warning, as if the cold winter had shrouded the earth again.
"You don't even collect a corpse for your son?" the white-robed mage Cuxius suddenly appeared beside Mr. Ji, and teased.
Mr. Ji raised his head, didn't answer the question just now, but frowned at his friend's white hair and the uncontrollable cold air all over his body: "Why are you in such a mess?"
Cusius sighed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "I met Ernest, ahem, why do you think this old guy is going against us? Can't he see what we have researched? Can the Mage Council really embark on the road to rise?"
Mr. Ji sneered and said, "He's just worried that his status will be challenged."
"Hehe, short-sighted old bastard!" Cusius cursed, and then asked in confusion, "But, how did this old bastard know about our plan? He just appeared in Eagle Falling City at this time?"
"Emperor Reinhardt should have informed Ernest."
"Emperor Reinhardt? Why did he..." Cushius stopped mid-sentence.
Because, he has already guessed the reason why Emperor Reinhardt did this.
Apparently, Emperor Reinhard was afraid of Mr. Ji, worried that he would use this forbidden spell to blackmail him. Now that the feasibility of the forbidden spell has been verified and the casting scroll of the forbidden spell has been obtained, Mr. Ji is naturally still dead. It is better to drop.
"In this case, the assassination against us may have just begun." Cuxius' face was a little gloomy.
But Mr. Ji shook his head: "No, Reinhardt will only hint that Ernest and even Prince Leahy will attack us, and he himself will not send someone to kill us."
"Do you trust him like that? Or did he promise you something?"
But Mr. Xi didn't answer Cuscius's question, and still focused on the parchment in front of him.
Seeing this, Cuxius understood that the other party didn't want to talk, so he had to scratch his head helplessly, and then changed the subject: "What about Earl Uman? You let him humiliate you like this?"
Mr. Ji paused for a moment while holding the pen, and said softly, "Two heads of the descendants of the Saint Theon family are enough for him to win the trust of the Saint Hilde family."
Cuxiuth thought for a while, and seemed to understand Mr. Xie's meaning, and pondered: "You destroyed Falling Eagle City, he killed your sister and your son, well, in this way, the people of the St. Hilde family can indeed think You have broken.
However, under such circumstances, can you continue to trust this person
Will Earl Uman continue to trust you? "
Mr. Ji shook his head: "Trust is too extravagant. I just think that Earl Uman will make the choice that is most beneficial to himself. And this choice will also help me.
That's why I will allow him to take Penny's and Lawrence's heads. "
"What do you mean?" Cusius obviously couldn't keep up with Mr. Xie's train of thought.
"After the death of the Duke of St. Hilde, Vera and Joyce are the most likely to inherit the duke position. It is impossible for Earl Uman to support Vera because he has an enmity with Viscount Angelet. .
Therefore, he will definitely side with Joyce.
And one of my main goals next is the Angelet family.
Therefore, no matter how much Count Uman hates me, he will be my natural ally. "
Speaking of this, Mr. Xi also showed a helpless look on his face: "I had better arrangements for Earl Uman, but now, because of the reckless actions of two idiots... that's the only way to go."
Cuxius chuckled, and suddenly said playfully: "Speaking of which, Vera was still my student in Yeville back then. Would you like me to help you?"
Mr. Xi paused, and looked at Cuxius seriously for a while, until he felt uncomfortable looking at him, finally nodded and said:
"Okay, you can try it. However, I want to remind you that Viscount Angelet is not easy to deal with."
"Don't worry, I have a measure."
(end of this chapter)