lord and his dragon

Siler Swim loves magic. He hopes that he can spend every day in the laboratory and library, studying the mysteries of magic circuits and feeling the rhythm of magic elements. As for the outside world, he doesn’t want to hear or think about anything Look, I don't want to care about anything.

But no, the sad fate does not allow him to do this, his background, his responsibilities, and the expectations of those people he bears, all are tormenting him, and now that the situation is getting worse, he can't even escape for a long time up.

Swim hid in a big tree hole he accidentally found not long ago, staring blankly at the sky outside, thinking nothing in his empty mind.

This place is secluded enough that no one will come to him or threaten him, and he feels safe.

But when a gust of wind blew by, Swim's face changed. He began to shrink into the tree hole, trying to hide himself like a squirrel. The magic element in the wind told him that someone was approaching this way.

Never be those people!Don't be the one who came to catch him!Swim held his head and closed his eyes tightly, praying in his heart, don't see me!Don't see me!

"Uh...Senior Swim?"

This address made Swim stunned for a moment. He put down the hand holding his head tremblingly, and looked up, only to see two students wearing cloaks from the Academy of Magic standing outside the tree hole and looking at him in surprise.

Not those people, Swim heaved a long sigh of relief, at the same time, another sense of boredom welled up in his heart, he didn't want to deal with these people, he didn't even want to talk at all, why couldn't these people pretend not to see What about him?

Seeing that Swim remained silent, and even tended to stay in the tree hole and grow mushrooms, Abby became a little anxious. She couldn't help but glanced at Negrim beside her, and said awkwardly: "Senior Swim It’s not always like this, his achievements in magic are really great, if he didn’t have enough school years to graduate, he would be a real magician now.”

Hearing Abby's affirmation of her achievements in magic, Swim couldn't help but look up at the two of them again.

Negrim noticed his gaze, so he smiled at him, who knew that the latter shivered, and hugged his head again.

Negrim: "..."

In order not to reveal his whereabouts to the forces of Great Milwes, Negrim sought Abby's help, disguised himself as a student of the Magic Academy, and followed Abby into the academy through the side door commonly used by students.

Siler Swim is very lonely, and it is not easy to find him. Fortunately, Abby saw this "little prince" climbing into a tree hole like a monkey some time ago, so he brought Negrim here. side.

Although Abby had already reminded him in advance, when he saw this tree hole, Negrim still couldn't help being amazed. To be honest, it wasn't just Negrim himself. Well, just relying on this hiding method alone, little Melwes wouldn't be able to catch him out of the capital easily.

This is too hidden!

However, whether it is the character or courage of the little prince, it doesn't look like he can support a rebel army or even a country.

"I see," Negrim said to Abby, and then said to the hair on Swim's head, "Sir Siler Swim, I want to hire you to be my family's magician. "

Swim, who hugged himself into a ball, moved a bit, revealing one eye and looked at Negrim quietly. Obviously, he was very excited about this job, but after thinking about it, maybe he thought of himself. With those heavy burdens on his back, he flinched and shook his head again, and said with a little nervousness: "No, no."

"Why not?" Negrim said as if it was really strange, "I can give you a rich reward, enough for you to live alone anywhere, and I can also guarantee your safety in my territory, without any People can disturb your academic research. If there are any shortcomings, it is probably that my fief is not in the capital, but in a remote and barren border. After I leave, you may have to fight with everyone here. Disconnected."

When Abby heard Negrim's conditions, she couldn't help but said: "The first things you said are really suitable for senior Sweim, but the last one is too strict, can't you relax it? Is there anyone in the capital?" The aristocratic family that has seldom supported the seniors, the seniors also need to repay their kindness—”

Before Abby finished speaking, Swim poked his head out of the tree hole and said sharply, "No! Can't relax! I don't need it!"

He stared at Negrim with terrified eyes, and said almost pleadingly, "Can you really let me leave the capital forever and never communicate with anyone here again?"

Abby was taken aback. She didn't expect Swim to be so resistant to contacting those nobles who helped him. Although she didn't quite agree with the other party's actions, she still said for Negrim's sake: " You don't know yet, do you? This is Earl Hugh Nordin, and his territory is far away in the marginal forest. Even if the king wants to see you, it probably won't be so easy."

Negrim also said: "I can assure you that I can do this, so are you willing to be hired by me to become a magician in my family?"

When Swim heard what the two said, hope immediately burst into his eyes. He nodded hurriedly and said, "I am willing, I am willing! Take me away now!"

Negrim smiled and said: "Don't worry, I still have some things to do in the capital, but it will be finished soon, tomorrow... no, the day after tomorrow, the night after tomorrow, we will meet and sign a contract , and then I will take you out of the capital."

Abby was a little surprised when she heard this, and couldn't help but said, "What? You're leaving so soon?"

Negrim showed a noncommittal smile.

Swim was a little disappointed because he couldn't get rid of everything immediately, but soon he cheered up, it was better to escape than to have no chance to escape, the day after tomorrow, you know, he had thought about suicide before that.

Negrim got a satisfactory answer, and didn't think about getting Swim out of the tree hole, but suddenly said to Abby without thinking: "When I left your mansion, the viscount told me He told you to go back home before noon and not to go out after that."

Abby was taken aback, and said, "Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Negrim nodded, and said, "He probably wants to discuss something with you. You can find out after you go back and ask."

After hearing this, Abby could only say in a daze: "In that case, I'll go back and ask now... You've already met Senior Swim, do you want to come with me now?"

Negrim shook his head, expressing that he still wanted to take a stroll in the Magic Academy, but Abby had no choice but to leave first after hearing that.

Negrim kept watching her, until the other person's back disappeared from sight, and finally smiled at Swim who was hiding in the tree hole, and began to walk slowly towards the gate of the Magic Academy.

Abel, who had been protecting him secretly, returned to him when he was at an angle that Swim could not see, and asked strangely: "Is what you said true? After signing the contract with Siler Swim the day after tomorrow, we will Just leave?"

Negrim said, "Well, it's not exactly accurate, but it's about that time."

Abel was stunned for a moment, of course he was very happy to go back to Gaydon with Negrim, but isn't there still a lot of unresolved issues?Let's not talk about the Dragon Clan. Alan Hans doesn't know if he is still in the capital, but what about little Milwes, doesn't Nigrim dislike him very much?If they just took Swim away like this, wouldn't little Milwes get a big deal?

Negrim knew at a glance that Abel was thinking of something stupid again. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Don't worry, none of them can escape—we're going to the palace now."

Abel asked suspiciously, "Go to the palace? What are you going to do in the palace?"

Negrim laughed and said, "Go and tell little Milwes that his nephew has been living peacefully under his nose for ten years."

After saying that, he took off the cloak on his body, removed the rubber band that bound his black curly hair, and instantly changed back to the indifferent and noble Earl Hunotdin. He swaggered out from the main entrance of the Academy of Magic.

Negrim took his servants away from the magic academy, including the fact that they went straight to the palace without stopping. After he deliberately revealed, all of them were seen by the spies who were ambushing near the magic academy by the great Milwes. Clearly.

And it never occurred to Swim that the man who had kindly said to hire him a few minutes ago and took him out of here would turn around and sell him until he was loyal to him and his father, and it was also ten years ago that he was brought out of chaos. When the old Duke who was rescued from the accident found him in the Academy of Magic and was about to take him away in a hurry, Swim belatedly remembered who that Earl Hugh Nordin was.

Negrim Hunodin!He is the hottest nobleman in the capital recently, and he is also the investigator personally appointed by his uncle, Melwes Jr. His duty is to eradicate these rebel forces that once belonged to his father, Milwes Jr.!

Swim's face turned pale, and he almost fainted. He finally realized that the promises made by Negrim to him were nothing but a sweet trap, and its real purpose was to test whether he was really the master of the rebel forces— —and he was so easily fooled!

He was never suitable to be a prince, Swim thought, this time he might have to use his life to convince those people who had always expected him.

However, Swim was obviously too pessimistic. Negrim really didn't want Swim to really escape from his uncle, or let's talk about escaping from Negrim's palm, but he also didn't want little Milwes to escape so easily. Grab this nephew.

Everything happened silently. The students and teachers just suddenly discovered that it didn't know when it started. In just one afternoon, the college gathered many people from noble families one after another. They were moving out of the academy in a mighty, but orderly manner, but before they really left the academy, another group of people arrived again.

The king's guards came outside on horseback and surrounded the entire Magic Academy.

The confrontation between the two armies, no one knows how it started, just like a drop of sparks accidentally splashed into the oil pan, in an instant, everything burned violently - the two waves of men and horses began to fight in silence, spears, bows and arrows, and weapons mixed with magic Light, blood, screams, and the screams of the students turned the originally quiet and peaceful campus into chaos.

The teachers tried their best to protect their students and tried to take them out of here, but the guards outside did not intend to communicate with anyone at all, and they mercilessly drove the teachers and students back to the campus.

So what if all the besieged in this academy are future magicians from the Golden Feather Kingdom?Who could be more important than the king and the throne under his ass?

And the real focus of this battle, Siler Swim, was even more dazed by the chaos. He was so terrified that he seemed to have lost half his life. He was dragged around by the old duke in a daze. They ran, but they couldn't get out here, and they couldn't get out there. They tried to break out with their own hands, but were forced back again, again and again, in vain.

Swim was at a loss, and felt like a fly in a glass bottle, buzzing and flapping its wings, which was both funny and pitiful.

This thick glass wall is not only composed of the king's guards, more of it comes from the eager expectations of those old officials. Swimdo wants to shake off the hand that restrained him, and tell the other party loudly, I don't want to be a king at all. What king, please let me go!But he couldn't, he was afraid of being abandoned, afraid of being denied all his value, and even more afraid of being killed by his cruel uncle.

Swim drifted with the crowd, pulled easily like a piece of paper in the crowded crowd, and he couldn't help but began to hate that Hugh Nordin, not because he reported himself to the king, but because of his sweet and false promises.

How I wish it was true!Swim thought, become a self-sufficient magician, indulge in the study of magic, and no one will bother me anymore-I already believe it is true!But it is just the last sweet dream before bad luck comes. Why is fate so unfair to me?Why are you making fun of me like this!

No one could answer Swim's question. When their personnel inside the Academy of Magic were about to retreat, the Great Milwes forces, who were unwilling to give up the "little prince", sent out a group of people again to suppress him from the outside. The king's guards were overthrown, the king was furious, and sent troops to reinforce again, and the scene suddenly became stalemate.

Little Milwes had just recuperated a little bit, and he was almost hit by the news from Negrim that he had a stroke on the spot. He thought he was so brave and mighty, defeated his elder brother, and established himself in a big way. The powerful forces governed the Golden Feather Kingdom in peace, but he did not expect that the rebel forces belonging to his brother had been hidden under his nose all the time. He lived incomparably comfortably - he even had a nephew alive, not only alive, but also a magic academy Complimented genius!

It's ridiculous, and he doesn't know anything about such obvious things, what kind of idiots are his people!

Little Milwes was furious. He thought that he could easily deal with the nephew whom he had overlooked once he got the accurate information, but he didn't expect that there would be a steady stream of rebels in the capital. He was shocked and almost wanted to I was afraid of this huge force, but fortunately, most of the troops in the surrounding territories of the king's capital were still at his disposal. After mobilizing people who could almost be called to deal with the war, at noon on the third day, In the crowded center of the royal capital, little Melwes finally showed signs of winning.

However, the scope of the battle that was originally limited to the Academy of Magic has long spread. Most of the area in the capital has been ruined by the struggle between the two forces. There are corpses and ruins everywhere, and some of them even escaped because it was too late. And the civilians who were accidentally injured.

The originally bustling and noisy capital had only the sound of battle left. The nobles of the unaffected places stayed behind closed doors, and the commoners packed up their things and fled outside the city. Safe, he looked out from the window on the second floor, and only saw the flag belonging to Little Melwes and the billowing black smoke - the men of Big Melwes had already started setting fire to break out of the siege.

Abel stood beside Negrim and said, "Little Milwes seems to be winning."

Nigrim propped his chin, and said expressionlessly: "It's early, hasn't the blue dragon appeared yet?"

Abel couldn't help asking: "Did Alan Hans not leave?"

Negrim snorted: "That kind of guy won't cry until he sees the coffin. He won't be persuaded to leave by me with a few words before he is sure that he has failed."

Abel nodded, Alan Hans certainly looked like this kind of person.

Negrim glanced at Abel, and asked hesitantly, "Are the others all right?"

Abel shook his head when he heard the words, and said: "It's okay, our people stay in the mansion, because of your reminder, no one from Toberia and Osedo has gone out these two days, only the great magician Sapianti Ya's residence has been affected, but he and his student entourage have been taken to the manor in time."

Abel paused, and then said: "The news I received today is that Sapiantia has accommodated many civilians in the manor, causing some damage to the manor and theft."

Negrim let out a "hmm", stared at the situation outside, and said casually: "Let him go, it's almost done anyway, and it will end soon."

What Negrim said was right. In the evening, when the king's army surrounded the rebel army and was about to win a complete victory, a force suddenly appeared from the hands of the people of Great Milwes, and a black army appeared. The magician troop led by the cloaked man, the magic they used was extremely powerful, and the people under Little Melwes couldn't solve it at all.

And what made little Milwes terrified was that after suddenly becoming stronger, the rebels seemed not satisfied with just taking their "prince" and fleeing the capital. Leaving the palace, it seems that he wants to seize power directly by force!

Little Milwes did not rely on martial arts to obtain the throne. It can be seen from his stalemate with the rebels for so long on his home court. Where has he seen such a scene of forcing the palace?Just seeing the dark crowd outside from the castle of the palace made him weak in fright.

what to do?what to do?Little Milwes thought desperately, it's all the fault of Hugh Notting!Why didn't he just kill the master of the rebel army when he found him, but ran to the palace to report with great fanfare!This is good, the future troubles have not been eradicated, but I will be overthrown!

But thinking of Hugh Nordin, little Milwes had to admit that this guy is probably the only person he can rely on now. Since he has a way to solve the curse cast on him by the rebels, he must also have a way to help him repel it this group of people.

Without further ado, little Milwes immediately sent someone to summon Negrim, and sent someone to contact Sapiantia without hope. After all, the latter was not from the Golden Feather Kingdom, and this battle belonged to the Golden Feather Kingdom. In the civil strife, Sapiantia can save some civilians, but there is no way to clearly stand in line.

Negrim was already halfway there when he met the courier of Little Milwes. Although Abel alone was enough, in order not to make the latter too conspicuous, Negrim still took it with him. The four people in the Boundary Forest and Meile, and by the time Negrim hurried to the outside of the palace, the people of Great Milwes had already broken through the defense and rushed into the castle.

The messenger looked at the black rebels in front of him, and almost knelt on the ground, crying, and said to Negrim: "Earl Hugh Nordin, please think of a way quickly! The rebels have already If you go to the main hall, I'm afraid the king's life will be lost!"

Negrim, however, seemed very patient. He glanced at the messenger and said, "They've already entered the castle. If little Milwes is really going to die, it's not in a hurry."

The messenger was rendered speechless, and only then did he realize that the relationship between the Earl Hunotdin and the king did not seem to be very good.

Maybe they look forward to the death of the king more than the rebels!

Coincidentally, little Melwes thought the same way, because the rebels had indeed been cornered under the throne.

He just received the message not long ago, not to mention being rejected by Sapiantia. The residence of the great magician was affected by the flames of war, and no one could be found. However, Hugh Nordin, who is usually so capable, has not been seen for a long time. Traces, what else could it be if he wasn't looking forward to his own death?

Hundreds of people crowded together and stood in the hall, headed by the man in black robe and old Fendry who was originally loyal to his elder brother Melwes the Great.

Old Findry was also a duke before, he was so loyal to Milwes, and he even had no offspring. After the coup d'etat that year, the Findry family was also liquidated, but he didn't pay any attention to those things at all. In the chaos, he secretly rescued Syler, the youngest son of Milwes the Great, and single-handedly united the nobles who were suppressed by Milwes the Younger, and secretly established the current force.

If Fendry was not the enemy of young Melwes, the latter would definitely praise him for his loyalty and ability, but he was, and these advantages became the reasons for young Melwes to hate him.

Assassination, curse, spell-breaking, turmoil, all kinds of tossings in the past few days have made little Melwes inevitably look old, even if he has been forced to this point, he can't say a word, He also remained stubbornly sitting on the throne, the muscles on his cheeks twitching and shaking.

Old Findry looked at the bewildered little Melwes, but the first sentence he said was not to express his excitement, but to drag the pale young man beside him, pointing at him and smiling back at little Melwes Said: "Hahahaha, you didn't think that Xi Le was still alive, did you? Look at him! Look at your nephew! Don't you feel guilty?"

Swim... No, Siler Melwes looked up at his uncle, who happened to be looking at him too, the eyes of the two met for a moment, and then they both moved away at the same time.

Although the reasons are different, the mentality of both of them is equally painful.

Little Milwes poked his neck and said, "Guilty? Why should we be guilty? Both of us are princes, born of the same father, we should both have the right to inherit the throne. Winners and losers, I win, he loses." , it's that simple."

Little Milwes's answer was expected by old Findry. Ever since he exterminated his brother, old Findry didn't expect him to be a conscientious person, so he also smiled immediately: "Well said! Then Syler There is no need to feel guilty, after all, both of you are of royal blood, you should both have the right to inherit the throne, the winner and loser, this time you lose, the matter is just as simple, get off the throne quickly! Don't let me Dirty Siller's seat!"

Little Milwes has gone through untold hardships and struggled with his brother for so long to get the throne, and it has only been less than ten years since he sat down, how could he give up so easily?He knew that he might die if he fell into the hands of Fendry, but even if he died, he would die on this throne!

Seeing that little Milwes was so greedy for power, Findry couldn't help but sneered and said, "You asked for it!"

He looked at the young man beside him, his tone suddenly became gentle, and said, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Syler trembled all over, and looked shyly at the 60-year-old man: "Uncle Findley..."

Fendry almost burst into tears when he was called uncle. God knows, he almost regarded this youngest son of Eldest Melwes as his own son, but for so many years, in order to avoid the sight of Eldest Melwes, he Most of the time, he could only secretly watch his every move, and he didn't really meet this child a few times. Now that he can still be so close to him, it really makes Fendry feel extremely sad, and his hatred for little Milwes The meaning is more profound.

Findry sniffled and said, "Your Highness, I have not failed you, nor have I failed your father. After so many years, I have finally taken back what should belong to you for you!"

Siler opened and closed his mouth twice, but couldn't utter a word.

Fendry was immersed in excitement and didn't realize the strangeness of Syler. He pulled out the saber at his waist with a "clang", stuffed it into Syler's hand, and held his hand again, helping He grasped the saber tightly and led him step by step towards the little Melwes on the throne.

"Immediately, imminently," said Fendry as if possessed, "you will no longer have to hide and fear, you will be the new king of this country, and everyone will obey you and obey you, you He will be the happiest and freest person in the world!"

Siler staggered and was almost dragged by Findry. He didn't want revenge, and he didn't want to be a king. He just wanted to be a lonely magician and go to a place where no one would disturb him——

How could he say such a thing!

"He can't be a king."

A deserted voice came from outside the window, and several figures broke in through the window, attracting everyone's attention. However, the person who reacted the most to the voice was not Fendry, but the man in black who had been standing in front of the crowd!

Alan Hans can't wait for this human being who always disturbs the situation to die immediately. It is only a little bit close. As long as little Melwes dies, Siler Melwes is destined to become king, and Fendry, who has signed a contract with him, will die in the future. He also had to obey him, and he could control the entire Golden Feather Kingdom together!It's just that close!

Alan Hans couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't even care about Abel's presence anymore. With a wave of his hand, a blue magic spell went straight towards Negrim.

But magic is too slow, even inferior to bows and arrows. Abel took Negrim out of the way with only one leap, while the arrows of the centaur and the elves hit Alanhans one after the other. hands and hood.

The elves' arrows only caused Alan Hans to bleed as thin as water, and the centaur's arrows directly lifted his hood, revealing his face.

Little Milwes on the throne was so excited that he almost fainted. He thought he was doomed this time, but he never expected that Nigrim would come to rescue him, so he couldn't help but exclaimed with joy: "Hugh!" Notting! Stop them!"

Without the command of little Milwes, when Alanhans rushed towards the elf angrily because of his injury, Abel had already entrusted Negrim to someone and stepped forward to stop him. The blue dragon preferred to use the water system In the magic battle, how could the strength be comparable to the black dragon, coupled with Abel's innate coercion, he was almost beaten on the ground, and the other four also faced the rebels in the hall, only The men and horses carried Negrim on their backs, and leisurely left the battle circle, firing cold arrows from time to time.

Fendry originally thought that his side had the upper hand, but when Alan Hans was suppressed by Abel, he immediately realized that the situation might get out of control again if it continued.

The old former duke quickly realized who was the central figure in this battle. He grabbed Syler and ran towards the throne. As long as he could kill little Melwes, Hugh Nordin would defeat them. People, everything is too late!

All of Hugh Nordin's hands were entangled, and trying to take the opportunity to kill little Melwes was as simple as picking something out of a bag. Even in this tense time, Fendry remained calm until he found resistance coming from his hands strength.

At the beginning, the force was so slight that Fendry thought that His Royal Highness couldn't keep up with him. It wasn't until the hand struggled harder and harder, and even threw him away, that Fendry realized belatedly. to Siler in rejecting him.

Findry stopped in a daze. He turned his head and looked at Siler in confusion, and found that the other party had already burst into tears at some point.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Fendry subconsciously lowered his voice, trying to wipe away the tears on the child's face.

Siler covered his face, avoiding his hand, and whimpered, "Don't be nice to me again... Uncle, don't expect so much from me anymore, you always rush ahead and do everything things, expecting to put me on the throne, telling me it was taking things back for me, but no one, no one ever asked me if I wanted to be king at all."

Findry was stunned, and said incomprehensibly: "What are you talking about, Siler? Why don't you want to be a king? The king is the most powerful person, and your father should also be the king!"

Siler broke down suddenly, and he shouted: "But I am not my father! I never wanted to be a king. When I was young, I wanted to be a painter, and now I want to be a magician! You push me quickly!" Crazy, but I can't say, I can't live up to your expectations, I'm afraid you will lose me, because I mean nothing to you other than being a king! I even wish I could die like that, why, why did you save me? Is it me and not my brothers?"

"Your Highness..." Fendry called him blankly.

"Don't call me Your Highness!" Siler couldn't care about the situation now, and burst into tears: "I'm not your Highness! Let me go, let me go!"

Findry's eyes turned red all of a sudden. This is the child he watched growing up with his own eyes, and he also entrusted his feelings for the eldest prince ten years ago. How could he have the heart to drive him crazy?

He rushed up and hugged Shearer, choked up and said: "Good boy, good boy, I'm sorry, I didn't understand your feelings, but boy, little Milwes must die, he can't live, as long as he is here , it will definitely threaten your safety, if we don't resist, shall I watch you being killed by him like your father and brothers?"

Syler's face was full of tears, looking at Fendry in despair, he shook his head and said, "But I don't want to, but I don't want to..."

"Don't do it if you don't want to."

Syler and Findry suddenly turned their heads, and saw that the men and horses had arrived very close to them with Negrim on their backs.

"You..." Siler looked at Negrim, not knowing how to react to him.

Nigrim glanced at him, then at the joyful young Milwes sitting on the throne, smiled, and said, "I think His Majesty may have misunderstood something, I am not here to save anyone, just Came for a date."

Little Milwes' expression changed: "What did you say?!"

Negrim ignored him, but looked at Siler, raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Magician is so forgetful? Didn't I tell you before that I will meet with you tonight and sign a contract. "

Siler was taken aback, and immediately looked out the window, only to see that the last ray of sunlight had disappeared from the sky, and it was already night.

When he turned his head again, a piece of contract paper was handed to him, along with a pen.

Negrim rode on the back of the centaur, looked at him aloofly, and said: "All the conditions I offered earlier are counted. As long as you become a magician hired by me, I will not only pay you a generous salary, but also pay you a lot of money. Your safety is guaranteed, and you just need to follow me back to the Border Forest and work for me."

Siler stared blankly at Negrim. The bright lights in the hall made this proud nobleman almost dazzling. The liar and devil in his eyes became his savior at this moment. With tears in his eyes, he said, "You really didn't lie to me?"

Negrim laughed and said, "Cheat you? It's already reached this point, why should I lie to you?"

"Hugh Nordin!" Little Milwes stood up tremblingly from the throne, and roared angrily, "What are you doing?! Kill him! Kill him quickly! As long as you kill him, you will be the golden feather The most powerful minister in the kingdom! I will make you a duke, no, a marquis! I will give you a large piece of land, not just the marginal forest, I can give you whatever you want, kill him quickly!"

Negrim glanced at him, then turned to Syler and urged, "Look, someone offered me such a good deal, which proves that your survival must be worth more than these, right?"

Siler looked at him in fear, fearing that the other party would take a fancy to his status as a prince again, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I don't know what I can be worth, more than these."

Negrim smiled when he heard this, and said, "It's probably my happiness."

"Hugh Nordin!!!"

Negrim passed the paper forward again, and Siler glanced at his uncle who was so angry that he almost fainted, gritted his teeth, and took the paper over, but before he could sign it, Findry again He stopped him and looked at Negrim warily.

Negrim raised his eyebrows at him, but he didn't speak, but it was Siler who said to Findry, "Uncle! Please, this is my only wish. I believe in Earl Hugh Nordin!"

Findry looked at Siler dumbly, then glanced at the rebels who were almost completely suppressed by the people of Negrim, and finally slowly put down his hand.

Siler was so moved that he almost cried. He signed his name on the paper without hesitation. When he was about to hand the contract back, he was snatched by Fendry again, and the old duke also