Realm of Power

Moorhausk, North of Vecchia,

Moorhausk is beautiful under the heavy snow. The large snowflakes are like catkins scattered in the wind, floating on the surrounding ground, making a rustling sound. The mountains in the distance are like a giant white dragon, as if kneeling down to worship the king. Lying quietly on the right side of a carriage traveling at a constant speed,

"Where did you get this news?"

In the carriage, Bertrand Bonnie put down the letter in her hand with a solemn expression, and looked at the fat man opposite who was looking at the snow scene in amazement. He looked as if someone had just poured a glass of strong wine and was blown red by the cold wind. Her cheeks were flushed with a seductive blush, and her eyes were filled with the luster of fire.

In the half month of following Fatty, she has seen too many miracles, from secretly planning the southern cold war to cleverly responding to the heavy snow disaster in the northern grasslands. Fatty is like a highly skilled helmsman, always able to drive the Vekiya. A warship, galloping at will in the turbulent situation on the mainland,

From the construction of a new base on the West Sea in the south, to the tens of thousands of Vecian troops, the secret mobilization of the Green Corridor in the north, and even the intelligence from as far away as Turga City, is being delivered once a day.

In this seemingly inconspicuous black carriage, under the slowly turning ruts, every decision was no less than commanding a huge battle. Half a month was already more complicated than any battle she had seen in the first half of her life. Even more cruel, seemingly meaningless practices turned into a series of clever layouts in the brain box of the wretched fat man next to him. The fate of hundreds of thousands, even millions of lives depended on these two pairs of hands. The fat hands that look full of flesh are turning over

"The outcome of the war has been determined long before the war begins. What we do is just to let it follow our predetermined track."

This is a famous saying that hangs on the gate of the Strategy School in the Temple of the Supreme Command School of Palawan War. The person who said this sentence was the one who took advantage of the collapse of the Millennium Dynasty Ikadiva Empire to a man named Rui. Taking the small city of Erdian as the starting point, he laid down the founding king of the huge Erdian Kingdom, Habanius Caesar.

Every student of the Palawan Command Department, on the first day he enters the academy, the first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning is to stand in front of the gate engraved with this sentence and chant these ten sentences loudly.

"You will be the backbone of my Ruidian in the future. Behind the gate is the highest palace of the academy. Whether you are qualified to enter it depends on your understanding of this sentence."

Bonnie still remembers the president of Palavon College, His Majesty the Supreme King Haraus, wearing the most solemn ceremonial armor, with a solemn expression on his face at the opening ceremony. According to the words of the college teacher, these mysterious words, It was the greatest wealth that Emperor Habanius Caesar left to Palawan College. It was the starting point and end point of the college's research. It was also the cornerstone of countless famous generals in the hundreds of years since the founding of Ruidian.

Even his father, standing at the gate with the famous saying engraved on it, stood still for a long time with a solemn expression on his face, staring deeply at this sentence for a long time, as if there was an indescribable magic power in this sentence.

After seeing too much, she has become numb, and Bonnie has long forgotten her plan to surpass the fat man. "Compared with such a rare freak like this, I can't do it." Bonnie took advantage of these words to comfort herself. The beating heart,

But this time the information still shocked her and made her confused.

Marquis Dale William, the Minister of Military Affairs of Rendian, a well-known leader of the kingdom's nobles, actually wanted to imitate the smugglers who sneaked across the border and took a shortcut from the edge of Moorhausk to the city of Amira in the north of Rendian, where he was waiting. The Kugits signed a humiliating treaty to cede three northern counties.

"Such a person was once the spiritual leader of the nobility. It is really disgraceful."

Bonnie almost threw the information heavily on the coffee table. Although she no longer regarded herself as a Redian, this explosive information still made Bonnie, who had been influenced by the spirit of chivalry since childhood, feel... indignant

"Even if you can't stand it, don't treat this information like this." The fat man opposite rolled his eyes and gently put the information on the coffee table into the bag frame behind the car door. "This is what the frontline intelligence personnel paid for with their blood." For this reason, I still owe Ansa 10,000 gold coins for settlement expenses. They sacrificed a reserve that had been hidden for many years this time."

"I'm sorry, I was too reckless."

Hearing that someone had paid with their life because of this information, Bonnie's face turned slightly red.

Half a month was enough for her to deeply understand from the information about Fatty's dealings what it meant to be at peace with the light, and what darkness in the light meant. The competition was not just on the battlefield, but with the tragic battlefield littered with corpses. The blood in the dark is more shocking than

"Valuable things are always accompanied by sacrifices. All we can do is to make their sacrifices worthy of the value of the information." Fatty glanced at her lightly, still looking out the window and said, "Actually, I am very curious. This time Moorhausk just wants to meet this walker in the dark for a while. If possible, I believe this walker can return to Redemption in his footsteps, because there are too many people, and he does not need to step on Amy. The land of Ra”

"A person walking in the dark?" Bonnie frowned slightly, thinking of the bloodshed and insult in this information, she said disdainfully, "This kind of traitor who only begs for mercy from the enemy only deserves to be swallowed up by darkness forever. He will only be insulted." With a name like Walker, if it were me, I would definitely let him stay in the land of Vekia forever."

"Haha, you are really extreme." The fat man turned his head and looked away from the window, looking at the indignant beautiful female knight opposite, and said with a smile, "To be honest, your talents in some aspects surprised me. Now I finally know Duke Berlant, why should you become a rare female knight instead of an ordinary noble girl? Because your blood is still permeated with the blood of the dark nobles. Only the knight's creed can bind your thoughts."

"What do you mean by this?" Bertrand Bonnie raised her head in surprise. When she heard the fat man mentioned this, she also found that she seemed to have become more and more different from the original Knight's Creed in the past half month. Departure, even deep inside, there is an irrepressible impulse and excitement about some dark things. It is a kind of natural release. Every time I come into contact with these, it is a pleasant feeling.

Just like before in Eberron, when I discovered those ruthless spies, the first thing I thought of was to make these people disappear forever, even by using the most despicable assassination methods.

"It's nothing." The fat man shook his head in distress, rubbed his slightly swollen forehead with his hands, and muttered to himself.

"I'm troubled. How come a female knight of light turned into a dark lady under my own guidance? Is there something wrong with my education methods?"

Now he somewhat understands Duke Berlant's painstaking efforts to ask Berlant Bonnie to return to the country before his death. This is a born dark person. If he is full of resentment towards the entire world, no one knows how terrible the consequences will be. With the reputation of the Berlant family and Bonnie's influence in the knight class, once she takes revenge without any scruples, it will definitely be a bloody storm. By then, not only the Berlant family will be finished, but even Bonnie herself will not be able to do it. Might survive.

"That guy wouldn't have guessed that he would meet her daughter." The fat man was almost frightened by the strange thoughts in his mind. He quickly calmed down and cursed secretly, "How is that possible?"

"You just said that I have the blood of the dark nobles in my body? What do you mean?" After a while, Bonnie on the opposite side came out of her deep thoughts and asked in a concentrated voice.

“Have you ever heard of Ikadiva, the Thousand-Year Empire?”

The fat man looked at Bonnie and said solemnly, "The Dark Nobility is a secret organization in the Ikadiva era. At that time, the Ikadiva Empire split due to internal and external troubles. Some high-ranking aristocrats located in Palavon, the capital of the empire, , in order to protect the interests of the Ikadiva people, this organization was secretly formed,

Their creed was that aristocratic power derives from duty,

They are not loyal to any king or dynasty. They are only loyal to their own country and people. Because they can never get the protection of the king, they are called dark nobles and also called walkers in the dark.

The fat man paused, looked at Bonnie, who was listening intently, with a strange look, and continued.

"The Minister of Military Affairs we are about to meet is such a dark noble, and your father was once one of their members, codenamed Dark Lane, who specialized in assassinating any targets who stood in the way of the dark nobles.

It's a pity that your father chose to be loyal to the king in his last action that year. This also caused the dark nobles to suffer heavy losses. It is only now that they have the opportunity to climb back into an important position of power."

"How do you know this?" Bonnie's face turned slightly pale, her eyes flashing with memories. It was obvious that the fat man's words touched her heart.

She had heard some rumors about Duke Bertrand being a traitor back then in Palavon. This was also the reason why Duke Bertrand could not be recognized by most of the aristocracy despite his great reputation. Bonnie Bertrand had always I thought it was because my father was born in Wikiia, and the Recruitment Army offended many people. But looking at it now, everything seems to be completely different. Behind the once glorious father, it seems that there is always a layer of something that cannot be seen through.

"This is what An stab told me," the fat man responded with a complicated expression. "Do you remember what happened last winter? One of the reasons why I led the army to Ruildian was that I was entrusted by An assassin to bring a killer into Ruil." "Dian, the target is your father. Unfortunately, we had some disagreements that time, and the assassination had to be canceled because of my temporary return to China." ..

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