The Dark King

"Arrest warrant?" Melkenson's gaze swept away from the paper book. The thick black letters were engraved into his pupils, and the smile on his face froze.

The servants around the hall were shocked when they heard the middle-aged general, and they couldn't help but turned their heads and looked over when they couldn't care about the servant etiquette of "low eyebrows and eyes."

"General Casey?" George stepped slowly out of Melkenson with his cane. His figure was thin and weak due to aging, so that when he stood behind the majestic shore of Melkenson, he completely No figure could be seen, but when he walked out, Melkenson quickly turned sideways, bent over to support, and all the attention and light in the hall were now converging on him.

"It seems necessary for me to talk to the general about etiquette and history." George looked at the middle-aged general'Cathy' slowly, and slowly said: "It's a very impolite thing to bring weapons into the aristocratic manor, and it's also impossible to What is forgiven! Although our Meir family treats people generously, they cannot forgive such rude behavior! Second, since the end of the Battle of the Garden 160 years ago, the military department shall not be charged with any crime except the noble rebellion. , Arrest any noble, whether it is declining or rising!"

Speaking of the last word, the crutches crunched the ground hard in his hand. Although the expression was still calm and indifferent, the sharp words could show his anger and majesty.

Casey looked indifferently at this old man who had been so humorous that countless senior generals, bright knights, and even deacon deacons were bowed down and respected. The latter's deep eyes with dignity made his expression more and more cold, and his voice was like The stone is as hard as it is, "Sorry, I was ordered to do so. The arrest warrant was to arrest the two on'crime of rebellion'. In addition, your granddaughter, Ms. Melshaya, also come back with us, I hope you Noble manners will not embarrass us!"

"Shut up, what are you talking about?!" Melkenson suddenly yelled.

Casey looked at him sideways, his eyes like a sword, "Mr. Kenson, will you resist arrest?"

"You!" Melkenson frowned.

George raised his hand and held his hand on his arm, shook his head slightly, took a deep look at Casey, and slowly said: "I hope your military department can be responsible for his reckless behavior, let's go." , Patted on the back of Melkenson's hand, and with a cane turned around and walked out of the hall. The old back was not thin at all, but instead exuded a majestic force like a dragon.

Melkenson froze a little, turned his head to look coldly at Casey, and said to the housekeeper next to him: "We're going first, you immediately notify the trial office, let them come over to investigate the matter, don't let the military abuse it Authority."

The butler understood what he was saying, nodded his promise, and looked sullenly, staring at Casey without regard to the image.

Casey glanced, not paying attention, and went out behind Melkenson.

Although it was an arrest, the horse-drawn carriages were extremely high-grade, luxurious and distinguished. On the surface, they looked like soldiers escorting some distinguished figures.

"Lisa, I'm leaving, and I'll leave it to you here." Melshaya came to the carriage and said goodbye to her guards. Although she was much more mature than her children of the same age, she handled family affairs at a young age and mastered the numbers. Ten thousand civilians lived and died, but at this moment, they couldn’t help but have some red eyes, biting her lips slightly, she could already vaguely guess that the consortium encountered such a thing, it may be related to the young man, although their Mellon consortium has many enemies, But the thing that made her most suspicious was that person. This was her instinct. Therefore, she was full of guilt and self-blame. If she could kill the boy outside the wall earlier, there would not be so many extraneous things. .

"Miss, I know how to do it. You take care all the way." Lisa, who has a short hair and a handsome dress, respectfully resembles a handsome knight, but the part of the chest is bulging high, which cannot be ignored.

Melshahya lifted her skirt and stepped on the carriage down the steps, clutching her skirt tightly with her fingers. The regret and grievances in her eyes gradually turned into strong hatred. She had never thought that she would be so embarrassed one day. Although the carriage at the moment is very beautiful, it is no less inferior to her special carriage, and it is also a luxury car that ordinary civilians cannot ride for a lifetime.

After George and Melkenson, Melshaya and others left, the butler turned back to the hall and said coldly to a servant: "I immediately passed the message to Master Melk and asked him to ask the Bishop of the Holy See to do it for the master. bail."

"Yes." The attendant promised.

"You, call Mr. Myers and Mr. Merpatton, and say there is something important to discuss."

"Yes."

"You, tell General William to send someone to take care of the master in the army, and don't offend something that is not long-eyed."

"Yes."

Orders were ordered from the mouth of the housekeeper in an orderly manner, and the entire Meer Castle was operating like a huge machine quickly.

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"Did you write it?" Du Dean said to Kluhn.

Kruhn wrote the handwriting, gently picked up the letterhead on the desk, and handed it to Du Dean, "Master, you've written it, you have a look."

Du Dian glanced briefly, nodded slightly, and said, "Send it to Master Fulin."

"Yes." Kruhn responded, wrapping the letterhead in the envelope and telling him to withdraw.

Du Dean got up and moved his muscles, sitting in bed for a long time, he had a feeling of freezing, his body seemed to have something wrong, but with some simple modern medical knowledge he learned from the super chip, he could not find out why It is estimated that it is useless to let other doctors diagnose, unless it is to invite some top-level doctors, but these doctors have some communication with some major forces, and it is easy to leak his physical condition. He can only wait for himself to learn after surgery, and then himself Diagnosed.

Going downstairs, Du Dean came to the hall, and now the people such as Jick and Sandro in the old castle and their children were all returned to the old castle of Lane, where it instantly became empty, somewhat deserted and silent.

However, Du Dean was used to being quiet. He looked up at the distant sky, his eyes flickered slightly, and slowly withdrew his gaze, saying to the nicotine in the hall: "The rain has stopped, prepare some cakes and tea."

Nicotine said slightly, but said nothing, and promised to turn around and told the kitchen.

Du Dian sat on the sofa in the hall, reading the book quietly. Before long, a string of horseshoes appeared outside the castle, but a fast horse galloped along the Teza River.

Redka, who was guarding the gate of the old castle, and the remaining escort quickly stopped him. After the latter took a medal from his arms and handed it out, Redka checked it before he was allowed to enter.

"Master, people from the knight palace come to see." Nicotine ran over.

Du Di'an didn't raise his head and said, "Let's let in."

"Yes."

A moment later, the young man was introduced into the hall by nicotine. He saw Du Dean sitting on the sofa at a glance, and there was a trace of awe in his eyes. When he saw the knight salute, he said, "I have seen the master, I am the silver of the knight palace. Knight, Bolt."

"Sit down." Du Dean put away the books, looked at him with a smile, and lifted his chin to Nicotine.

Nicotine suddenly realized that he ordered the servant to deliver the pastries and tea that he had previously prepared, but he was a little weird and curious in his heart. I don't know how Du Dean predicted that someone would come to visit.

Bolt sat down generously, took out a letterhead from his arms and handed it over, respectfully said: "Master, I came here to run errands to spread the letter. Please also look over."

Du Di'an nodded slightly, took the letter apart, folded it after looking at it, smiled slightly, and said to Bolt: "It's working, but please go back and tell me, now that the savages invade, the civilians in the residential area are at stake. The nobles and civilians in the business district will also face the danger of life and death. I am about to go to the battlefield, and I have no time to accept the gift of the knight’s palace at this moment. Please forgive me. When the war is over, if I still have a life, I will personally come to the door. Apologies."

Bolt stunned, with respect in his eyes, saying: "I heard that the master rushed to the battlefield in disregard of his own danger. This time, he not only guarded the Skadi Gorge for 16 hours, but beheaded hundreds of savages, letting the business district The people in the south are free from cruelty and have captured a savages royal family. It is really admirable. Compared with you, I am a little ashamed. As a pure silver, I am subject to orders and I can only stay in the business district and cannot be in person. Going to war and killing enemies is a way of insulting the knights." At this point, there was a trace of shame and sigh on his face.

Du Dian smiled slightly and said: "Justice is also one of the spirits of the knights. Strictly abide by the law and obey orders. It does not necessarily need to fight to kill the enemy to be a knight."

Bolt nodded and said, "The master said that since you have no time to register your identity at this moment, I will go back first."

"Slow walking."