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Duke Aldret is missing.

Compared to the last time, which was inexplicable and silent, this time, Terrence was kidnapped in full view.

Having lost its owner twice, the city of Alderete fell into the silence before the storm.

This matter has to start from the beginning.

Terrence receives word from the soldiers guarding the prison that the tax collector has something important to tell him.For such rhetoric, Terrence dismissed it at first.Every corner of the city has been dug out by him and Wesley. Anyone who colludes with the tax collector is now his companion in prison.Could there be a secret in his mouth that Terrence didn't know?

But the tax officer did not give up. He insisted that what he wanted to tell was very important, and he hoped that Terrence could meet him.After being rejected twice, the fat man had a flash of inspiration and claimed that the information he had was related to the Abant Empire, and he wanted to use this information in exchange for his chance of surviving.

If you want to talk about what Terrence is most worried about in this famine, it is undoubtedly that the enemy country will take advantage of the opportunity to make his plan go to waste, and instead lose his wife and lose his army.Therefore, he first explained to Lawrence that he must always pay attention to Abant's movements and close the city gate.

The words of the tax collector knocked on Terrence's heart, sparking a spark of worry.

What if there are still omissions in the defense of the city?What if the spy named Abant got through some loophole?

Even if Terrence was a crazy gambler, he wouldn't dare to bet on border defense.

When he met the soldier who sent the message for the third time, Terrence finally put on his coat and rushed towards the prison.

As a result, something happened to him as soon as he walked into the prison.

I don't know who got in, opened all the cells, and the scattered prisoners made the guards panic and busy-this scene is so damn familiar.

Lancer immediately realized that something was wrong. He wanted to protect Terrence and leave quickly, but two passing soldiers aimed their weapons at his chest—this sudden attack fixed the blond knight who was worried about Terrence. He died on the spot, and couldn't find any other free time for a while.

Terrence was lost in this turmoil.

The sudden attack in the prison caught the attention of the legion commander, and Lawrence rushed to the prison with some soldiers. Lancer, who was looking for Terrence everywhere, saw him, and all his fear and panic turned into a roar: "Leave this group alone People! Terrence was taken away, hurry up and find His Excellency the Duke!"

The blond knight, who had no grace or elegance but was full of anger, looked like a mad lion. Lawrence felt the brunt of the other's gloomy mood, and without saying a word, he immediately directed the soldiers behind him to focus on finding the little duke.

But the chaos didn't stop there.

Immediately afterwards, news came that the major granaries in the city had been set on fire.

When Lawrence heard this, his whole body seemed to be hit hard by something.That was the reliance of the whole city for the next year, but through the flames soaring into the sky in the distance, what was lost in the hustle and bustle here was Aldrette's master.

Half a month ago, he complained to Adam Smith that Terrence was going his own way, and told him not to act too recklessly, because between him and the citizens of Aldrete, he would definitely choose the latter.

He will definitely choose the latter.

The legion commander with a steely will chewed all the hesitation into his stomach. He turned to Lancer Schevenlieu, with only the resolution that had surfaced in his eyes.

Lancer already understood what Lawrence wanted to do in a flash. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Lawrence said in a deep voice, "I have to fight the fire, that's [-] lives!"

"I know." Lancer's chest was stuffed with flames, what he spit out was burning pain, and what he swallowed was heart-piercing pain.He found out what little reason he had left, and said calmly, "Terrence will definitely let you do that too... But—give me ten people, just ten."

Lanser finally couldn't bear it anymore and choked out: "I have to save him, thousands of people... I just need to save him."

He had a pale face, and Lawrence vaguely glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of deep affection from his pupils that were drawn deeper and deeper.

He didn't have time to think more, so he ordered ten capable soldiers, and said, "I'll go to Your Excellency the Duke immediately after the fire is extinguished."

Lancer nodded indiscriminately, leading ten people into the chaos again.

But until the chaos in the city died down, he never saw Terrence again.

The city lord's mansion was gloomy, and the most decadent person was Lancer Chewenlieu, who was sitting in a corner of the sofa.The setting sun at dusk shrouded the living room in blood.

Lancer held his head, whether he opened or closed his eyes, he saw an ominous glow of blood.

Lawrence walked back and forth anxiously, trying to comfort the blond knight who was in a slump: "Don't be so nervous, a day hasn't passed yet. The city gates are closed for this period of time. If they want to kidnap His Excellency the Duke What, I can only sneak out of the city at night. All the soldiers are searching, and they will definitely find His Excellency the Duke."

"...He disappeared in front of me." Lancer who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "I said I would always be by his side, but I failed to do so."

"My God, don't act like a big girl who has lost her sweetheart, can you? Your Excellency the Duke is missing, and everyone is equally nervous!"

"Same? How could it be the same?" Lancer suddenly stood up and thumped the table hard. "You can have the next city lord, and the empire can have the next duke, but the world is so big, and the most important thing to me is Terrence!"

After his furious roar, the hall fell silent.

Lawrence frowned, looked at Lancer with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly after a few breaths: "You..."

Lanser didn't hear his words clearly, he panted, and wiped his face vigorously, as if the strength supporting him had left his body along with the words just now.

He threw himself on the sofa, only then did he realize that he had said something in a hurry, and apologized with a sigh: "I'm just too anxious, don't take it to your heart if I said the wrong thing."

Lawrence shook his head, and he also sat on the sofa and clenched his fists together: "Even if you are right, I made the decision at the time, so if you feel sad, come to me."

Lancer twitched the corner of his mouth, showing an ugly smile.

There was nothing more to say between the two, they could only worry about each other.Until a soldier ran in from outside.

Lawrence immediately stood up and asked, "Have you found the whereabouts of Your Excellency the Duke?"

The young-looking soldier faltered and said, "When the captain counted the number of people just now, he found that one of the companions guarding the city gate died in the alley, and the other was missing..."

Lawrence gasped, and couldn't help kicking the sofa next to him to the ground: "What the hell are people getting into my army! Which bastard is in charge of reviewing qualifications?!"

The soldier was taken aback by his sudden outburst of anger, and Lawrence was so angry: "Why are you still in a daze?! Hurry up and chase people out of the city, and get them back to me no matter what!"

The soldier was about to cry, and he said loudly, "But... But along with the corpses of the soldiers defending the city, there was also the blood-stained coat of Your Excellency the Duke. Our captain said..."

"He's not dead." Lancer suddenly stood up holding his saber.

The soldier who was interrupted stared blankly at the gloomy knight if he forgot to speak.Seeing that he was about to go out, Lawrence chased after him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go find him." Lancer didn't look back.

He couldn't say a few words like this, but he looked more terrifying than before. Lawrence almost thought that he had gone completely crazy after hearing the news brought by the soldiers, and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Wait a minute, you go alone? Where to find it? How to find it? Calm down!"

"I'm calm. I'm very calm now." Lancer finally gave Lawrence a look, and he touched his chest and said, "I know he's not dead, and he's not hurt. He's just been waiting for me to save him , I am the one who is sitting here waiting for the news, I am not calm, I have to find him."

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He didn't know the bond between Lanser and Terrence. Regarding the speech of the blond knight, Lawrence only felt that the other party just couldn't bear the blow and subconsciously blocked the reality.

But facing Lancer like this, Lawrence couldn't say a word to stop him.

Lancer made up his mind not to wait meaninglessly. He asked Lawrence, "I'll leave the city right away. Give me some spies with the best observation skills."

"I'll go with you." A silver-haired young man walked in from the outside, "I brought a few scouts, and I'll go with you."

"Evan." Lawrence called out the young man's name.

"I don't believe that His Excellency the Duke would be killed so unsuspectingly. He is very smart." The archer captain rarely raised his face. "Legion Commander, you are guarding this city with reason, and I have always been proud of you. But now I am willing to listen to my intuition—the city of Aldret cannot live without His Excellency the Duke. My loyalty is dedicated to the bird eagle."

Lawrence had mixed emotions in his heart. He had a straightforward awareness that he would never regret, but also felt bitter and gratified for the growth of his subordinates. What weighed heavily on his heart was the worry and devout prayers for Terrence.

"Remember to send news at any time, I will send some soldiers to follow you to protect you, and I will also send another team to continue searching in the city." Lawrence finally ordered.

Lancer nodded, and left the city with a group of people at high speed.

What was left to Lawrence was even more arduous tasks, appeasing the civilians in the city, counting the rescued food, and searching for the remaining spies—now that the political affairs have been paralyzed for a while, these things are all on the legion.

And Wesley, who was in the hall but remained silent from beginning to end, was thinking about something else—if Terrence was really alive, why would the person who took him leave his coat and mislead everyone that Terrence had been killed ?

Unless the other party didn't intend to exchange the Duke's life for anything, what they wanted was Terrence himself.So in the end, no matter whether Terrence is useless or has been used to completion, what awaits him is still death.

With this motivation, Wesley only thought of Duke Pacino.

His heart skipped a beat, and he stood up immediately.He gathered all the guards sent by Her Majesty to assist, and decided to go out of the city with Lancer—if Duke Pacino was behind the scenes, he would definitely not have left Terrence in the city.

Whether it's to protect the future followers or the queen's order, Wesley must try his best to save Terrence.