"Sorry, I'm late."
The old earl in a wheelchair was pushed into the cemetery by the maid.
"When people are old, it takes a long time to change clothes, which makes everyone wait for a long time."
As if feeling the stagnation of the atmosphere, he smiled and nodded at everyone, but he didn't get much response.
The old earl didn't pay too much attention, thinking that everyone was just immersed in the sad atmosphere of the memorial service.
He restrained his smile, put on a serious expression, got up slowly with the help of the maid, and staggered to Earl Bruggen's grave.
"Grace, you are about to get married, and I don't think there will be many chances to come back in the future, so you will preside over this memorial ceremony."
Grace looked into the eyes of the old earl, but did not respond.
The old earl frowned, and just about to speak again, he heard Grace's cold voice:
"Grandpa, I don't want to marry Camilla St. Pross."
The old count's face immediately darkened, and he reprimanded in a low voice:
"This matter has been settled! Don't get entangled with me anymore, and don't look at the occasion now. This is your father's..."
"I'm not asking you." Grace interrupted flatly, "I'm just telling you the fact—I won't marry Camilla St. Pross!"
The old earl's muddy eyes gradually became sharper. He stared at his granddaughter coldly, and said with disdain:
"What? Did the approach of the Blood Cavalry give you the courage to resist? Do you really think that your lover can still run rampant in the East like last time
Stop being childish!
What I choose for you is the most correct path.
Marry Camilla and you're the next Duchess!
Isn't that better than a lover without a title? "
Grace sneered and said:
"Grandpa, is the path you chose the most correct? I just want to know, now that the blood cavalry army is about to arrive in Pedestrian City, what are you going to use to resist it?"
The old earl's eyes flickered, and he said lightly:
"You don't need to worry about this. I can guarantee that as long as you obey my arrangement, Colin St. Chapman will definitely pay the price for the crimes he once committed!"
Having said that, the old earl turned his head again, his eyes swept across the faces of the members of the Bruckens family, seeing their panic and fear in his eyes, and comforted him loudly:
"You don't have to worry about this! Since I dare to agree to the marriage of the St. Pross family, I am ready to deal with the Blood Cavalry Army!"
Grace immediately asked with a sneer: "How should I deal with it? Sacrifice Tinder City?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expression changed.
The old earl suddenly turned his head to look at Grace, and categorically denied:
"of course not!"
Grace smiled faintly and asked, "Then what else can you do to deal with the Duke of St. Chapman and the Blood Cavalry? Tell me?"
The corner of the old earl's mouth twitched slightly, but he still said expressionlessly:
"This matter is confidential. How can you say it in such a public place? If the secret is leaked, it will be bad for the Blood Cavalry to prepare."
"Grandpa, here are all the core members of the Bruggen family, are you still worried about traitors?"
"People's hearts are unpredictable." The old earl looked at his granddaughter with piercing eyes, and said meaningfully, "After all, some people always want to surrender to foreign enemies. Who knows what stupid things they will do."
Grace obviously didn't intend to let the old earl get away with it so easily, she persevered and said again:
"Grandpa, I know you don't trust me, but there are always people you trust here, right? Well, you pick three trustworthy Bruges, tell them your plan, and see if they agree."
Seeing that the old earl was on the spot, Grace asked with a smile:
"Grandpa, you won't be able to pick out three trustworthy people among all the Bruges, right?"
"Asshole! Do I need to follow your instructions?" The old earl was obviously furious.
"Of course I am not qualified to instruct you. I just feel that you cannot make this important decision concerning the fate of the Bruckens family alone."
The old earl's breathing gradually became heavy, and it seemed that Grace was very angry:
"How many storms have I led the Bruckens family! Do you still need you to question my qualifications
Hehe, I think you are determined to take refuge in your lover! "
With that said, he turned his head to look at a family knight in front of him, and ordered:
"Thomas! Take Grace down immediately!"
Cavalier Thomas looked at the old earl, then at Grace, struggling for a while, and finally stood still.
"Thomas Bruggen! Didn't you hear my order?" The old earl yelled angrily again, only to find that Cavalier Thomas was like a wooden man, as if he hadn't heard his words.
"Knight of Gant!" The old earl had no choice but to turn to another person, "Get Grace down for me!"
Knight Gant looked up at the old earl, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
"My lord, may I ask how you can deal with the Blood Cavalry Army?"
"This is a military secret!" The old earl said coldly.
Knight Gant sighed, and said, "My lord, I am the commander of the garrison of Tinder City. Am I not qualified to know this secret?"
The old earl's face trembled a few times, but he still shook his head resolutely, saying:
"Gant Bruckner, are you going to betray me too?"
Gant Knight lowered his head and did not speak.
The old count's face was flushed red, so he had to look at the next person:
"Knight Murray!"
"Fate Knight!"
"Knight Tulis!"
…
However, embarrassingly, no one responded to the old earl's order.
Such a result made the old earl feel endless panic and anger. He trembled uncontrollably and roared:
"You... have you all forgotten the pledge of allegiance?"
Grace smiled slightly and sarcastically said:
"Grandpa, do you really think that you are still the Earl of Bruggen? When you passed the title to your father, the knights of the Bruggen family had already changed their allegiance.
You are no longer the master of Tinder City! "
The old earl gasped for breath, raised his trembling hand, and pointed at Grace:
"You... you... traitor... you..."
Before he finished speaking, the old earl fainted in a fit of rage.
The maid let out a scream and tried to call the doctor, but was stopped by Grace.
She walked slowly in front of the old earl, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, she drew out her sharp sword and cut off her grandfather's head!
Wow—
Everyone was frightened by this scene.
Gant Knight couldn't help but said:
"Miss Grace, this is your grandfather! How could..."
Grace asked lightly:
"This is a devil who wants to sacrifice to Tinder City, shouldn't he be executed? What's more, if not, how can we get the forgiveness of the Duke of St. Chapman?"
The discussion among the crowd suddenly became much quieter.
It's just that the gaze towards Grace has become extraordinarily complicated.
Grace turned a blind eye to all this, just picked up the bleeding head, and strode out.
(end of this chapter)