Lord Duke

Chapter 6 Silk strands

Slant was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth quickly, picked up the tulip, and said, "Duke Payne, it's better not to give flowers to others casually..." Feeling a little coolness on the tip of his nose, Payne looked up at the gloomy God, without saying anything, Slant sighed with a smile: "Let's go together and find a shelter from the rain." Payne nodded, and the two walked around the shops on the street together.Some of these shops had simple canopies, so the two decided to find a shelter from the rain.

The two chatted briefly all the way, neither warm nor alienated.Under the canopy, Slante looked at the rain curtain in front of him. He saw water droplets condense into a string, and then quickly formed a rain curtain, pouring down in front of him.

He suddenly said: "Penn, do you know the flower language of red tulips?"His blond hair was a little wet from the rain, and he smiled without any other emotions at this time, as if he just thought it was a little fun and interesting, and he looked a bit childish. "So, don't just send flowers to others."

Payne remembered the flower language of the red tulip, and ignored him, his eyes were calm, he looked straight ahead, and said, "Here we are." As far as his eyes could see, there were indeed several people dressed in attendant costumes.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if to blur their vision.

The attendants wore the red and white bodyguard outfits that Slanter was familiar with, but their faces were blurred by the distance and the rain.The splashing water and the sound of approaching footsteps formed a strange melody.As those people approached, Slant laughed, straightened his waist, and said lazily, "It's finally here." At the same time, he moved his wrist lightly, and his eyes also changed sharpen up.

Payne remained motionless, with no expression on his face.He had already guessed the whole matter based on the current situation, and he remained calm and did not move, following Slant's wishes.He knew in his heart that Slante must have kept his opponents behind, who knew what kind of thought he wanted to go to the arena to fight, but he let him go.

Payne weighed the pros and cons of this incident in his mind. The assassination of the Duke must not be hidden from King Phil, but perhaps this is what the king wanted to see.Even though the king seemed very incompetent, he was able to keep the power of the church from overriding the kingship, and he had some ability to think about it.The rain curtain blurred his vision and his thoughts wandered.

It seems that the situation in the Kingdom of Eaton is not very good recently. Perhaps it is because the people in the county under his rule live and work in peace and contentment that he has an illusion.There are already traces of clues appearing, but he can't and can't control it.Although the Duke has great rights, there are actually quite a lot of restrictions, so he can't control it, and he can't do things that exceed his powers.

As a duke, he would alarm those lords every time he traveled, and they always tried their best to cover up the bad side, but unfortunately he could always catch some clues.His territory is alright, but in some places... pictures flashed in Payne's eyes——

Slaves bent over and working on the staggered ridges on the way to travel.

He never forgot the angry look in the slave's eyes at that moment.

Ambition deep in the eyes of some lords.

The more and more beautiful cathedral, the more and more inflated bishop.

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Slant had already fought against those people. He seemed to be able to shuttle among the four of them with ease, and a polite smile hung on the corner of his mouth again, still not more than one point, not less than one point.One person's eyes sharpened, and he ran towards Payne, presumably taking Payne for a persimmon.Slante sneered, kicked the guard down with one foot, and said casually, "What good did my uncle do to you?"

Several people didn't answer, but there was some hesitation on their faces.Their expressions were tangled for a few seconds, and then they rushed forward quickly.The second guard slashed at him with a knife from behind, with a ferocious expression on his face, Slante walked forward slowly, and dodged the moment before the knife touched his back as if he had eyes on his back, aiming at the guard who wielded the knife. Kicking at the knee, the man knelt down in front of Slant screaming in pain.

Slant's eyes were puzzled, and he gently brushed his blond hair with one hand, and said, "This is not the courtesy that should be done to the duke—" Before the drawn-out tone had time to dissipate, two more people rushed forward, one left and one right!

Slant continued to walk forward, never deviated from the direction, and he never cared about these people.He naturally raised his left arm to block one person's attack, and with a slight twist of his right hand, he heard the other person shout: "My hand!" The man smiled and said, "I'm sorry, it's broken, ah~"

Payne was still immersed in his thoughts, he closed his eyes slightly, then opened them quickly, telling himself softly in his heart: You can't control it.You can't control it.As a duke at a young age, he can see many things very clearly, so he is also bored.The Kingdom of Eaton adopted the feudal system, with distinct levels of kings, bishops, and princes.Now, that seems to be changing again.

But what does that have to do with him.He just needs to guard his territory and his estate.

He casually threw the attacker to the ground, looked carefully at the eyes of Duke Payne, who was still a little careless, he didn't move, just exerted lightly, and threw the man to the ground.

The people on the ground were not reconciled, and quickly got up, chopping and stabbing, Payne easily dodged, and suddenly he said: "That's it." As soon as the words fell, the joints of this person's limbs had been removed most crisply and neatly.Before he could react, he cried out in pain after a few seconds: "Ah!!!"

Hearing the voice, Slant turned his head and smiled at Payne. He stopped and flicked his sleeves slowly, as if he was the elegant Duke of Slant again.Behind him, four screaming people lay irregularly on the ground.It seemed to be in great pain.The rain stopped at some point, and when he smiled at Payne, a big rainbow hung in the sky behind him.

Penn's heart skipped a beat.He thought: It's so beautiful.Whether it's a rainbow or..., it's pretty nice.

The mess was quickly cleared up, and Slante planned to bring these people back, perhaps to pry out some evidence that his uncle had assassinated him.When Deslant's guards took these people away, Duke Payne's men also came, and they also rushed a four-wheeled carriage.Payne glanced at him, but he didn't see Slanter, and he didn't say anything, just bent down and wanted to get on the carriage——

The corner of the clothes was pulled lightly.

Payne turned around and saw Slanter, who was wearing a black wide-brimmed top hat, leaning towards him, put one hand on his chest, and gave him a standard noble thank you salute.Blonde hair poked out restlessly from under the brim of his hat, and when he stood up Payne could see the sparkle in the emerald eyes, bright.The smile on his face was also sly, looking extremely naughty.

Payne couldn't help smiling, he found that the Duke of Slant really did what he wanted, you would never guess what he was going to do in the next moment, young people are so energetic - Payne sighed in his heart.Even though he was only two years older.

Payne stretched out his hand to Slant, "Come on, I'll take you back." Payne glanced over Slant's empty back and the brand new top hat on his head, amused in his heart: It's really...unspeakable character.And very playful.Slante lightly shaved his cheeks and said with a smile, "Ah, I was seen through." Without saying anything, the two got into the carriage together.

The bitter attendant was left alone near the hat shop, wanting to cry without tears: What can I do, I have lost the Duke again!

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Brunn Castle in three days

Slante leisurely threw out a stack of papers, and suddenly the papers flew like snowflakes all over the sky, and some of them slapped on the face of the person opposite.The viscounts around were timid and afraid to say anything.

The chiffon cloth is spread on the round table, and the newly picked blue irises in the middle of the table still have morning dewdrops.Slant adjusted his cuffs elegantly, and now he seemed to be a nobleman full of beauty in every move. "How about it, uncle? Do you need me to open the lord's court?" He reached out to pick up the strong tea brewed on the table, and took a sip.

Marquis Grew's face turned red, and he seemed very angry, but he couldn't shake his sleeves away, he put the teacup in his hand hard!The tea overflowed, staining the snow-white tablecloth.Slante frowned slightly, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and his voice became flat again: "Marquis Grew, here is the evidence. Don't you know what the crime of assassinating the Duke is? Don't put on airs like an uncle in front of me."

The well-trained servants of the Slanter family quickly changed the tablecloth, and the evidence scattered on the ground was sorted out and sent to Marquis Gru.Marquis Gru's face was a bit depressed, but he still underestimated his nephew.At first, he thought that he was at least his uncle, and according to the law at that time, he was at worst exiled, and he might be able to get a duke if he gave it a try.However, there was a glint in his eyes... Slante absolutely never imagined that there were other people behind this matter.

And wait.

He couldn't help laughing, his voice was creepy for no reason.Slante frowned, and said calmly: "Marquis Gru, dispatched to the western region." After thinking for a while, he added two words: "Cut the prince." Someone immediately stepped forward to take him away.

And these two light and light words, in the eyes of Marquis Gelu, no, Gelu, it is very important, he never thought that it would be such a result!He stopped laughing, and struggled hard, trying to break free from his attendants, he roared: "Slant, you have no such right! You are a wolf-hearted, ignorant thing! I am your uncle! How dare you cut me Dee Jue, no, no, you don't have that right at all!"

Slant: "Take it away." The room fell silent.Slant stepped forward and opened the scarlet curtain, turned around to look at the little lords, and smiled: "So, what are your choices?"

These little lords actually didn't play any practical role, and Slante didn't plan to resort to thunder, he just planned to knock them down and make them calm down.The Kingdom of Eaton has distinct levels, and it is indeed easy for him to govern them, but his reputation will inevitably be hindered.Tsk, he is a person who cherishes feathers so much.Slant sat down on the sofa leisurely.

These lords immediately swore allegiance to him. This time, they were just delusional. Fortunately, they didn't hurt their handsome, young, promising, and powerful dukes.Otherwise, they will feel very guilty and feel very sorry in their hearts.

Don't doubt, these lords really have a set of good things to say, and they also handed over their treasures to Slant.Slant listened casually, but his thoughts drifted to the distance: "I don't know what Payne is doing?"

After dismissing these people, Slant went up and down the curved yellow wooden ladder and walked to the study. He picked up the quill and began to write letters to the king. Gru was right. However, since the title of duke was hereditary from generation to generation in their family, they obtained the ownership of the lord as early as the previous king.From this point of view, he is fine.The last stroke dragged on, stopped, Slante put down his pen, and lightly ordered the letter to be mailed.

With heavy soldiers in hand, he didn't believe that King Phil didn't fear him, and that king wasn't that incompetent.Just let me know.Snapping his fingers, Slant walked back to the room.

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