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A girl in a long white dress stood on the top of the tower, looking down at the fierce fighting on the city wall.

She was none other than the young princess who had betrothed Kerwin.

Due to the fact that she was born too late, she did not gather too much power around her, and she needed to marry a foreign country, so she was not regarded as a target that must be eradicated, but was only temporarily locked up until other people separated. Until you die and I live.

"Your Highness, there are wars everywhere outside. It's better for you to stay away from the windows. Although I don't think the arrows will shoot so high, it's not a big mistake to be careful." An old knight comforted him a little helplessly.

To be honest, when he was assigned to the princess by Harrison, he always thought it was a good position. He didn't have to risk his life to participate in the game of power, and he could go abroad to enjoy a beautiful and luxurious life.

But all of this gradually became complicated and confusing as the great emperor fell into a coma.

No one knows whether the marriage contract will be fulfilled, let alone how the new monarch will deal with so many brothers and sisters after he ascends the throne.

The princess stroked her long hair that was blown by the wind, sneered and laughed at herself: "Perhaps being shot to death by the loss is also a good ending, at least it's much better than being locked here all day and not even being able to get out of the door. Besides, those of me The stupid and short-sighted brother didn't realize that what they did was not only torn the whole country apart, but also opened up opportunities for many ambitious people."

"Chance? You mean..."

Before the knight could finish speaking, a letter was suddenly slipped in from under the door.

Quick-handed, he immediately opened the door, only to find that there was no one in the corridor, and the two guards who were in charge of the guards were lying on the ground sleeping soundly, as if they were unaware of what was happening outside.

"Strange, who actually wants to send a letter in this way."

While murmuring in a low voice, the knight closed the door casually, and handed the letter to his loyal princess.

The latter didn't say anything, took it, opened the wax seal, and read the words on it carefully.

After several minutes, the girl pursed her lips and said sarcastically, "Sure enough! My fiancé couldn't hold back his inner desire, and wanted to use my name to get a foot in too."

"What? Kerwin?! That upstart called a tyrant?" The knight widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

In his eyes, no matter how turbulent and chaotic his own country is, it is still the undisputed overlord of the surrounding areas.

But right now, a country aristocrat who has just risen recently is trying to pounce on him and tear off the fattest piece of meat.

"Why not? Look outside, those idiots who are still fighting for the throne. I'm afraid their first reaction when they get this news is not to unite against foreign enemies, but to find ways to get the other side to support them and attack those competitors. Father committed a crime The biggest mistake he made was to let his most capable children fall into endless internal strife instead of taking a long view. They only saw the country, but did not see the situation that was constantly changing outside. Forget it, It's useless to say these things now, the reason why my fiancé notified me is just to test my attitude, whether I agree or not, he will not change his plan."

After all, the princess put the letter on the candle and lit it, with a sad and helpless expression on her face.

She would not at all want to marry Kerwin if she could.

But the problem is, the right to choose was not in her hands from the beginning, but in the hands of her brothers.

I believe that in order to compete for an ally with strong military strength, these guys would definitely not mind giving away their sister as a gift.

But what they don't know is that what Kerwin wants is not only a princess, but also a large piece of land and a legal crown...

The first thousand and 140 third chapters intensify the chaos

"How, did my lovely fiancée react aggressively after receiving the letter?"

Kerwin sat in the barracks, watching the ready-to-go army without asking the secret messenger and assassin who had just returned.

It was this thin and inconspicuous man who, with a poisoned arrow, stunned a great monarch with huge political influence, and at the same time plunged the powerful country he created into chaos and turmoil.

"No! She is very calm, much calmer than you imagined, and she is very clear about her situation. But she has a sentence that I want me to convey to you intact."

There was no cadence in the thin man's tone, and he was calm as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps it is this extremely restrained and almost harsh self-control that makes him the most outstanding assassin in this continent. Whether it is a heavily guarded palace or a treasury full of gold and silver coins, he can come and go freely.

And when he did it, he would never show even the slightest killing intent.

"Oh? What are you talking about?" Kerwin turned around with great interest and showed a playful smile.

To be honest, the reason why he wrote this letter was just to find an excuse for himself to invade. Regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he would cross the border according to the original plan and take all the land west of the Changhe.

Of course, it would be better if the princess is willing to cooperate, which can save a lot of unnecessary cumbersome steps and troubles.

"She said she could play a play with you, but in return, she will not be a mere puppet, but will share some of the rights from you..."

The assassin didn't try to hide what it was, and just revealed all the content of his private conversation with the princess.

As a simple and pure person, he never cared about the intrigue between these nobles, he only cared about the content of his next mission, who to kill, and how to kill.

"Right? Hahahaha!"

Kerwin couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this word, and joked while laughing: "I thought what kind of request she would make, but it turned out that she was unwilling to continue to be manipulated by others, unwilling to continue to be a vase It doesn't matter, I can fulfill her little wish. But the premise is that she has to do one thing to prove that she has made a clean break with the past."

"What's the matter?" Finally, there was a wave of emotion in the assassin's indifferent eyes.

But no one knows whether this fluctuation is curiosity or something else.

"I hope she can solve her comatose father with her own hands. Harrison's political prestige is too high. As long as he is alive for a day, the supporters of the princes and princesses will not dare to really let go. What's more Patricide is a kind of viciousness that is absolutely not tolerated by the whole society, don't you think such a vicious woman is very suitable for me who has the title of tyrant?" Kerwin pursed his lips and showed a cruel smile.

Undoubtedly, he was retaliating for the princess's strong refusal to marry him, and wanted to use this low-handed method to bring the other party down to the same level as himself.

"Understood! I will convey your conditions to her. If there is no other order, I will go to the next task. Goodbye."

After all, the assassin didn't drag his feet at all, he turned around and disappeared into the shadows in the corner of the tent with a slight bow.

No one knows how he got out, let alone how he got in.

In short, no matter it is magic or other methods, it is impossible to detect the kind of stealth skills that come and go without a trace, and even the hound with the best sense of smell is useless.

Fortunately, Kerwin didn't care about the real identity of the other party, nor did he think about keeping such a dangerous guy by his side to work. The two parties were collaborators who each took what they needed.

Thinking of this, he directly pushed open the curtain of the tent, and shouted at the herald who had been waiting outside for a long time: "Let our vanguard move out of camp and set off! Within five days, I will capture the nearest city, within two months Sweep all resistance west of the river within. Remember, this time is different from last time. I need a crown, so don't make too many unnecessary killings. A land without enough people cannot produce enough to support a food and wealth of the nation."

"Yes, my lord."

The herald slapped his chest hard, and then trotted all the way to deliver orders to the ready-to-go army.

About half an hour or so, the first legion of humans and steel puppets strode across the border on a rather muddy path, approaching the powerful country that was in chaos and war.

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In contrast, the army belonging to the kingdom on the other side is still anxiously waiting for orders.

To be precise, Villa is still waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a suitable time to intervene.

As for the excuse, she had already prepared it, it was the prince who was under house arrest in the palace.

Since the nobles who launched the rebellion were wiped out, this unlucky guy couldn't escape, even with the title of messenger, he couldn't save him in the end.

Right now, he has lost the pretense of being personable before, and he keeps walking around the room, his eyes are bloodshot, and he occasionally yells like crazy.

Because he hasn't had face-to-face communication with anyone for more than half a month, the only time he can see outsiders is during the few seconds when the food is delivered every day.