The Black Scepter

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Murphy clearly remembered a total of twenty people in this line, eighteen battle-protected knights and himself and the old housekeeper-but when he saw the scene in the main hall, he had to lament the great aristocracy at some point. How great is the network used and the energy behind it.

At least more than thirty guard knights were waiting outside the door. In addition, there were more than a dozen fresh faces standing indifferently around the entire hotel, with a badge of swordsmanship looming on the chest.

A big family, not only in its own entrenched country, has the power of intertwining. In other words, a nobleman who has operated for more than five hundred years will have unimaginable connections and strength throughout the empire.

“alert.”

The old housekeeper gave the order, and there were all kinds of soldiers running on the street. It seemed that it should be the City Guard of Padin City. The messy footstep statement clearly showed that they were just coming together.

Murphy naturally does not need the security that this number brings. After seeing the strength of the old butler, he already understands what he should pursue in the future.

Will there be similar assassinations?

For a teenager who is not slow in mind, what he has just experienced can already be seen in detail-is Constantine safe? No one can guarantee that if it is safe, perhaps the Duke, who has never heard of the name, would have come to find himself because the heir was killed.

He understands what his identity means. Inheriting the nobility of the nobility does not mean that he can sit in glory and wealth without paying a price.

The hilt was rubbing between the fingers, and Murphy had a stronger desire for power for the first time-in the jungle, this was to kill the prey and the desire to escape from the mouth of the predator, but now, it is gradually changing Became the kind of ambition to stand at the top of the huge food chain.

A fifteen-year-old child has this kind of thinking, maybe it is a bit late for those “Concubines” of Constantine, but it is not too late for Murphys.

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“It’s actually the bounty hunter of the Gundoslan family. I really hope that this is not the idea of ​​the Duke of Christopher. Could a nobleman really use such dirty means to achieve his purpose?”

Perhaps it was something that came to mind. Parfa, who understood the dark side of the nobility, sighed and was a little silent, and then asked respectfully to Murphy, “Master, this kind of attack may not be less along the way. Just now it was Gang Duo. The Slan family bounty hunter, this family called “the souls are sold to the Aztec gold coins” by the blood family has never lacked the strong people who sell their lives for money. They are sharp fangs in the shadows. We need to be careful at all times. “

Inadvertent glances at the movement of the dagger in Murphys’s hand and his subsequent eloquent gesture made Murphys understand what he was wondering, and withdrew the shortsword donated by Don Quixote, Murphys said: “This is old The only gift the guy left to me. Maybe you don’t know how stupid he is. In short, I will not throw this thing. Maybe I will give it back to him when he is old.”

The short sword wasn’t too sharp, and it wasn’t good or bad in the light inside, but the old housekeeper who knew the goods still tapped the sword body lightly after obtaining the consent of Murphys. The clear resonance came to his pupils. Shrinking, then returned the dagger with both hands.

“We need to speed up the journey, if the young master needs a carriage–“

“No need.”

“Then leave early in the morning.”

Lamenting at the determination of the young master, Old Phaffa said no more nonsense, retired respectfully, and rearranged a stern bedroom surrounded by guards to let Murphy rest, while he was guarding the door. before.

The silent and quiet hotel seemed to have nothing happened just now. The frightened boss trembles his fingers, sitting in a daze at the bar where he doesn’t usually sit, looking at the heavy bag of gold coins in his hand.

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At dawn, the owner of Padin City, Earl Blair, walked off the carriage in a black, low-key robe, and the team of heirs of the Windsor family was ready to leave in front of the hotel. A team of dozens of knights repressed silence.

“Thanks to the Blair family for their help.”

Morpheus, who knew the identity of the coming person, had not yet launched, and formally performed an aristocratic ritual, without any arrogance. This surprised Count Blair, and even the gift box he held was almost forgotten to send.

The old housekeeper next to him raised his eyebrows slightly because of the young master’s move-this was the first time he saw the young master saluting.

This is the result of training, and it is not something you can learn by looking at it.

“The Blair family has always respected the Windsor family, and Padin City failed to entertain the young master with satisfaction. I hope the young master will forgive me.”

“You are welcome.”

Murphy will not have too many aristocratic words, the scene is enough, the old housekeeper played the round in a timely manner, took the gift of the count, and bowed back, while Earl Blair was not very interesting. What, watched the team in front of him leave without saying a word.

Britney walked off the Earl’s carriage after the entire team left. The girl, known as the flower of Padin, wore a veil, slender and elegant, and had a youthful and elegant goose egg face. The dream lover of the entire Padin man.

But it seemed that the heir of the duke was not interested in her.

“Father, this may make him forget me.”

“Several years later, maybe he will have an impression on you, which is enough.”

Earl Blair has a face slightly covered with white powder. Although he is not wearing expensive clothing, there is still a string of valuable spar necklaces on his neck, and his family badge is also worn on his chest.

Of course, this kind of low-key low-key is a kind of politics. Britney narrowed his eyes and looked at the team that had disappeared in the early morning mist. He turned and walked into the carriage with his father without saying a word.

The green eyes reveal the unique light of ambition, no less than the father of the count.

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“Such a pursuit of power is a standard nobleman, right?”

After a long journey, Murphy turned his head and asked the old housekeeper who was silently behind him, but the answer was somewhat unexpected.

“The nobility is not only the task of pursuing power. Take the human group as an example. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Philosophy, poetry and other things will only be derived after obtaining enough food, and Earl Blair… just just left It’s just the stage of food and clothing.”

The old housekeeper stayed in the Duke’s house for a lifetime, and naturally these things are much more thorough than the Murphys who have not touched the nobility.

“On the one hand is the Earl of Madness, and on the other is the blood clan that was assassinated at no cost. What a crazy world.”

“Crazy may be rare for individuals, but in an era in which a group, society, or even ethnic group is accustomed to it, madness is not a rare thing.”

“This sentence is very interesting.”

“This is what your father said, young master, he is always mocking that he is not crazy enough.”

The old housekeeper replied lightly.

Murphy sighed, and immediately changed the subject, and opened the gift box of Earl Blair, an exquisitely shaped dagger shimmering with a white silk scarf.

Murphy narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not reach for the dagger first, but pulled out the scarf below gently.

The faint lines show the precious cost of the scarf. The silk imported from the far east has a value equivalent to gold, and it is also filled with a faint scent. Murphy confirmed that this taste is the aristocrat who was eager to devote himself Tight scarf.

Looking at the delicate dagger in the box, Murphy understood that the gift was more than simple on the surface.

“Daggers and scarves, Count Blair’s ambition is really blatant.”

The old housekeeper glanced at the gift box at random, and continued: “The daggers sealed by the high-level arcanist, Padin is really a city without lack of wealth.”

“magic?”

“Why?” The Paffa Butler’s eyebrows rose slightly. “Master doesn’t know magic?”

“do not know.”