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Anderson dreamed of Cole.

He dreamed that he was sitting in front of the cold fireplace reading a book of ballads, and that Ryan had returned suddenly from afar and piled crystal balls and gems and herbs on the table by the window.He hugged Anderson from behind with a silent and sad expression.

"Honey, you know, I'm for Denton and her people."

Ryan brought a picture album, which was a small town hidden in a plateau valley.The town is very prosperous, the houses and buildings are clean and white, and the population is dense.It is like a pure and transparent crystal, surrounded by a whole valley full of dark purple heather.

Tranquil, blissful, barely feeling the flow of time.

Anderson was disappointed when he opened his eyes. Vincent sat by the bed and changed his bandages, raising an eyebrow: "Isn't it a pity that he didn't die?"

He poked Anderson's worsening wound with his index finger, and he gritted his teeth in pain: "Ann, you can't die yet. The Marquis threatened me that if I can't save you, I have to accompany you to see God."

Anderson smiled weakly: "Thank you."

Vincent sighed: "Actually, he is not so, um, so heartless as he imagined."

"Judging from the situation in Oak City at the time, Ryan will definitely participate in the battle. It will be very dangerous for you to follow him. The letter from the Marquis can directly let you stay in the dungeon honestly, otherwise you will be one of the bones everywhere equipped."

"I could die on the gallows, too."

Vincent laughed like a fox: "Don't forget whose territory this is. First of all, your friend Ryan will not let you die, and as long as you are in Cornwall, I have a way to keep you alive."

Anderson thought of Vincent who had been among the soldiers when he was escorted out of the city.

"If the damned Ryan hadn't found me, I guarantee you wouldn't get hurt at all. He sent people to catch me, and he searched for you all over the city...like a lunatic."

So as a human shield, Vincent just handed him a coat and said, "It's going to be cold out of town."

"Ann, look. You have paid so much for the Liberal Party, but once there is a little distrust, they treat you like this." Vincent proposed: "If His Majesty restores your title, you can stand in Bier You are the Duke of Ayerburg, one of the only four Dukes in Denton."

Ann, look.You have given so much for the Liberal Party.

Anderson thought, in fact, from the first meeting, he failed to do anything for Ryan.He agrees with the idea of ​​the Liberal Party, but every time he proposes to join, Ryan always resolutely excludes him from the Liberal Party's actions, saying, "Honey, you heal your leg injury first." So he has no Liberal Party members in him so far. The double-headed eagle imprint.

It was the first and last time Ryan begged him to go to Walter's Castle of the Countess of Bacons to mix the tequila potion.

He remembered that on the day Oak City was captured, Ryan carried him across half of the city, his tone changed so nervously that he still pretended to be relaxed and teased, as if he was afraid of stopping for a quarter of an hour, and he would wake up forever in his arms due to excessive blood loss. But come.

"Honey, you never know how to coax people properly. You should warn me as a 'lover', not a 'friend'. Didn't you realize that we are no longer in that relationship?".

It was not until the loss that Anderson realized that they had surpassed the initial friendship, both physically and mentally.The first time he had a relationship with Ryan was after the burning of Fort Aiye.At that time, he was in a great despair, and he had lost the sense of being alive.So when Ryan offered to have sex with him, Anderson agreed with a nonchalant attitude.

Ryan used to joke in bed at the time: "Might as well moan a little bit, baby? Or I'd feel like I'm raping a dug-up body."

Looking back now, the physical stimulation that Ryan gave him at that time was the link between him and real life for a long time, pulling him back from the closed, gray despair to the real world little by little.

Ryan once quipped: "Honey, you're only alive when you orgasm."

Anderson thought that he was no longer the weak boy he was back then.If Ryan is not dead, he will not be willing to stand up and take this responsibility——

Accept your responsibilities as a former Denton nobleman, and the responsibilities that Lane shoulders.

The clean and fresh sunlight poured into the room in the morning, and the bustling sounds of the market on the second day of the Holy Water Festival came from outside the window.He raised his head and smiled at Vincent: "May I invite Lord Marquis to come in? I would like to accept his last proposal."

In 530 of the Denton Calendar, King Curtis ordered to restore the honor of the Anderson Lancaster family, the youngest son of the Duke of Aiye Castle, pardon him for treason, and make him inherit his father's title and be promoted to the Duke of Aiye Castle.

The new Duke of Lancaster.

The new king, Curtis, authorized Duke Anderson Lancaster to form a dragon team with full authority, with Vincent William, the Knight of the White Rose of the Royal Knights, as his assistant.

The new duke did not build a castle, and the king specially prepared a gorgeous residence for the duke in the capital St. Warsaw.

Time has passed, and it is already spring.

"Speaking of preparing a residence specially, it's actually just for the convenience of being imprisoned under your nose." When Vincent opened the door and came in, Anderson was carefully putting away the volumes of old parchment books on the table: "Who wants to tame giants?" Long, it must be you?"

"Viscount William, please pay attention to who you are talking to." Anderson frowned.

"Excuse me." Vincent leaned against the door, deliberately prolonging each word, and Anderson noticed that he had added a finely embroidered gorse emblem on the cuff of his blue riding suit: " I forgot, Lord Lancaster."

"I'm here to send a message. Your Excellency the Marquis is requesting to see you." He added casually, "By the way, I'm sending someone to look for what you want."

Anderson ended up not meeting Seth.Seth was not in a hurry. He completely regarded Anderson's garden as his own garden. He brought a book and sat on his parent's chair to read slowly. It was so quiet that it looked like a statue next to a fountain.

"Throw it away after using it. You are very similar to the Marquis in this regard." Vincent commented with a smile.

Anderson felt that the past winter was like a dream. Ryan died, and he voluntarily came to St. Warsaw to inherit his father's dukedom.

It was actually not difficult for Curtis to make this decision.Maple Leaf County, one of the four duchies of Denton, was originally centered on Castle Aiye and was controlled by Anderson's father's family.After the Fort Aiye Rebellion, the actual controller of Maple Leaf County was Marquis Seth Elberd.As a marquis, he actually owns the duke's territory. In Denton's history, only Seth has achieved it.

Anderson just let the new king make a choice. Is Denton's wider territory more attractive in the future, or is it important to remember the past?To conquer the north and west beyond the reach of human beings, and even conquer distant islands across the ocean, it is necessary to form a powerful dragon team.

Anderson successfully tamed a newly grown Golden Wyvern in the Gorse Hall using only resting grass and lost incense.

It took three days and four nights, but it was tamed successfully.

This is Denton's first tamed adult dragon.

Seth once told him in Fort Aiye that when you want to survive among the enemies, you have to show them two points: one is to use value, and the other is to be absolutely tame.

King Curtis stepped down from the high throne, swept across Seth standing beside him in ice blue, and stretched out his hand to Anderson: "I'm glad you're still alive, cousin Anderson. I believe Elberd The Marquis is also very happy. Both Denton and the dragon team need your ability, dear brother."

The last time I saw Curtis, he was still a prince. Occasionally, King Andre would bring him to show his face at the annual ball in Aiye Castle.Most of the time Anderson just looked at this unfamiliar cousin from a distance through the crowd, and hardly spoke.Curtis was self-willed and conceited when he was young, he pursed his lips tightly to everyone, and had a gloomy and self-willed personality.

I haven't seen him for seven years, and this cousin who is at the pinnacle of power has not changed much from when he was a child.The jaw is as sharp as when he was a boy, and the purest ice blue eyes of the Lancaster family have no emotion at all when watching people laugh.From the point of view of pursuit of pleasure - the pure gold crown is said to come from the ice diamond of the mermaid tribe in the deep sea, the well-maintained hand is holding a scepter, and the red and blue gemstones are inlaid from the top to the bottom .

Anderson humbly knelt on one knee on the crimson carpet of the Plantagenet Hall, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "It is my honor to serve His Majesty."

The canonization ceremony was carried out quickly, and Anderson swore allegiance to Curtis.Nominally, Maple Leaf County became his territory, but because Curtis restricted him from leaving St. Warsaw, Seth was still the actual manager there.The so-called "Duke" is just a title, and it is the appearance of a magnanimous and wise king made by Curtis to his subjects.

Anderson knew that he was actually detained in St. Warsaw, and was detained until the formation of the dragon team was completed.

Because he is a level higher than Seth, he has the right to ask Seth about all the affairs of Maple Leaf County.Then Anderson didn't ask once.From the day he resumed his title, he never met Seth Elberd in private again.

Finally one day he was blocked by the Marquis Elberd at his door.

Anderson was holding the pharmaceutical parchment in his arms, and he really couldn't get around the people blocking the gate.

"Use it and throw it away. When did you become such a person?"

"Thanks to the Marquis' teaching since childhood." Anderson looked up at the sky impatiently: "Your Majesty summoned me, please step aside about the dragon team."

"Do you know the danger of forming a dragon team?"

"If you choose between dying under the claws of a berserk dragon and being buried alive in a sealed coffin, I'd rather choose a dragon—it's much more handsome. Get out of the way, Vincent is waiting for me over there."

"Vincent is not to be trusted."

Anderson smiled noncommittally, and tapped Seth's shoulder with two fingers: "The Marquis told me that if you want to change the decadent lifestyle of the nobles, you must integrate into them and then dominate them. Right, Seth?" Si, my dear tutor?"