I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

In Adrian's view, dirty blood flowed from every pore of the slave trader's body.The moment Della stepped into Severn's territory, she was already doomed to be a dead person.

If she was careful and kept her name anonymous, she might survive for a while.But she took the initiative to jump out, and even aggressively wanted to meet Adrian... If she doesn't die, who dies?

Back in the room again, the original tiredness surged up again.It was only when his eyes touched the scroll on the table that the light was flashing slightly, Adrian's tiredness suddenly dissipated.

He made two steps in three steps, picked up the scroll, and unfolded it.

Before seeing the figure on the opposite side clearly, Adrian smiled: "Fayt."

In the distant forest, the knight who finally finished camping today leaned against a tree and looked at his lord.

His eyes were soft at first, but when he looked behind, he noticed: "Why are you wearing that dress? Are you busy for a while?"

When Adrian heard this, he looked down at his body, then smiled again, and said lightly: "I encountered a small matter."

Faith raised an eyebrow.He knows that there is absolutely no tradition of "unimportant things that don't need to be said" between himself and his lover.Sure enough, Adrian's next words were: "Do you remember Della Jonalyn?"

Feit recalled for a moment, and reported the other party's identity.

Adrian nodded slightly, and then announced lightly: "She came and said that the Jonalin family wanted to kill me because I have the blood of the Kadir family. I asked someone to kill her."

Feit: "..."

Faith said dryly, "Oh."

Adrian looked at his lover's expression and was a little funny: "She thinks that I can inherit the kingdom with this identity."

"That's true -- but you wouldn't do it," said Feit.

The second half of the sentence is very reasonable.Adrian listened, his heart softened, and he said, "It's a pity that she didn't understand, and she took the initiative to bump into her to seek death."

Faith smiled softly and said, "She's not the only one who doesn't understand. After all, it's much easier to do this."

Adrian said, "Unless I'm willing to play deaf and dumb."

Continue to maintain the interests of the nobles and let them continue to collect taxes that can crush ordinary people to death.And if there is no accident, the old slave trader will fall, and people who have been jealous of this business for a long time, but have always been unable to fight against it, will stand up.

This is definitely not what Adrian wants to see.What he hopes for has always been a brand new and bright world.This meant that he would not stand with any old nobles, let alone become the new king with the support of Jacob and other families?

"But you don't want to," Feit said, "and neither do our fighters."

Adrian smiled.He said: "Go to sleep, there is still a long way to go tomorrow."

"Every day I wish I could get to the capital sooner," Feit said.

Adrian: "Well, I miss you too."

A summer-heated wind blew over, causing the flames around the soldiers to burn and sway.

They saw that the scroll beside the knight commander was closed, but the knight commander was still sitting in the original position.He seemed to be reminiscing about something, with a smile on the corner of his lips.The single fighters began to feel sour, but those with a partner were more active.The communication scroll was considered a special benefit for Savien, and they really couldn't own the entire scroll like the knight commander.However, you can use your merits to go to the squad leader to change it!It is still possible to make an appointment with your partner and say a few words every ten days and a half months.

When people's hearts fluttered, the knight commander suddenly stood up.

The soldiers looked at it with the thought of "the boss is going to sleep too", but they saw Feit's hand raised, and the palm was clasping the hilt of his sword.

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Within a day, the Feit siblings in the capital received two messages.

Della's fire of life was extinguished, and her soul returned to the family under the guidance of her ancestors, maintaining the appearance of the last moment of her life, and kept repeating in her mouth: "You can't do this to me! You can't!"

Furthermore, earlier they thought that they could not pin all their hopes on Della, so the extra people they sent out also lost contact.

Will: "According to the record of their last communication with us, they should be able to find Fayt Aaron last night."

Serena's beautiful eyes carried distinct anger and hatred, and said, "Aaron killed them—are you trying to tell me this?"

Will was silent.But in his heart, this is the only answer.

Serena gritted her teeth and made a "clack" sound.She paced back and forth, and suddenly, she had the appearance of Della before she died.Not sure, kept repeating: "How come, is he so stupid? Would he think those members of Jacob's family are trustworthy?"

Will offered another possibility: "Maybe he believed it, but—"

Serena: "But it doesn't matter even if Langton is dead?" After a pause, the girl began to feel that this was the correct answer.After all, the fact that "Fayt believes that even if he brings out most of the combat power of the Severn Territory, the guarded empty territory is still capable of dealing with sneak attacks from Jacob and other families" is too arrogant, Serena I don't think Veit is really that stupid.Then there is only one explanation left.

What is loyalty?What is love?Only power and wealth can be truly grasped.

Once Feit successfully captures the capital, will he care about what the faraway Severn Territory will look like?A lover, even if he looks a little special, is just a foil for adding fun in his spare time.On the contrary, the appellation "Aaron I" is obviously much more attractive.

"It's over." The strength disappeared from Serena's body little by little, she looked more slumped than ever, and she slid on her seat a little bit, "It's all over."

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In the second month after setting off from Savienland, the knights led by Feit, including those warriors who had never held titles, reunited with the Gripen Alliance and officially pointed their sword at the capital.

It's just that anyone who has participated in the early battles can see how wet the Alliance Knights who "reconcile" with Feit are.Nearly half of the fighters disappeared from it, and no one knows where they went.

The Knights of the Union kept a secret about this.Wystan Jacob blocked several waves of temptation from Feit, turned around, and anxiously told his father in the scroll: "They have already begun to suspect! Where are our people?"

"Whitestein, be patient." Old Jacob used his long life experience to educate his son, "The more anxious you are, the easier it is for him to see the clues. Besides, the Severn Land did not participate in the early stage of the war. That knight You don't even know how many people we have! You are just too easy to worry."

He thought little Jacob was completely unfounded.Under his father's voice, Wystein took a few deep breaths, and his expression gradually became calmer.

Father is right.He told himself so, but when he looked at Feit again, he still couldn't calm down.

The decisive battle came at the end of September, and the capital was even more vulnerable than what they had prepared.

Almost all the slave nobles who were supposed to stay here have already left, and even the Jonalin siblings left in a hurry at the last minute.

It's a pity that they left too late, and were captured by Feit's soldiers as soon as they left the city.Not only this pair of siblings, but also the two who finally appeared in the later stages of the war, but in the end they were still fathers who were unable to turn the tide.

The soldiers all glared at the slave trader.If they hadn't taken into account the order of the Knight Commander, they would have stepped forward, each with a sword or a knife, and chopped the slave traders into minced meat.

But this moment must not be far away.With this in mind, they dragged him to the general's camp.Among them is naturally Feit, plus Wystein...

Sweeping her eyes over the familiar faces, Serena, who was wearing coarse sackcloth that she had never seen before, burst out laughing, and asked, "The real army of the Gripen Alliance has already broken through Lord Severn's city by this time, right?" ? Adrian Langton knows that his knights have heard the news long ago, but he still doesn't plan to go back to rescue?"

After her words fell, not far away, the expressions of Wystein Jacob and other members of the Gripen Alliance changed suddenly.

They looked at Feit together, and Wystein said forcefully, "Aaron! Don't listen to this woman's nonsense."

Faith listened, his brows slightly raised.

Seeing this, Serena had a strange thought in her mind: Why do you think this group of people are afraid of the knight getting the news?Had Veit Aaron really been hiding that well for months?

She didn't think about it, but Feit had already spoken and said, "Of course."

Wystein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time was a little worried.

Will things really pass that easily?He exchanged glances with the others, seeing the same uncertainty in each other's eyes.

To put it bluntly, members of these various families stayed by Feit's side as a kind of "hostage".Before everything was exposed, they were Faith's comrades-in-arms.Once exposed, they become fish on the chopping board.The only hope is to take advantage of Aaron's loyalty to Langdon and exchange Langdon for their lives.

It was undoubtedly a dangerous task, but they all took it up.The children of noble families always have to sacrifice for the family. Of course, once they get through this hurdle, what awaits them is huge compensation and benefits.

However, that's the end of the matter--

Feit spoke again: "The lord does not need my rescue. He has enough fighters to allow him to deal with any crisis."

Everyone present was stunned.

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So, have you ever considered before, what method did the orcs use to redeem themselves (touch chin)