The war is still going on, and no one can see any signs of stopping. On the contrary, it has become more and more intense as time goes by...
After the sixth prince Louis, two more princes soon died in the drama of struggle for power, namely the eighth prince and the twelfth prince. Just like Louis before him, they also lost their heads.
What was even worse was the people around them, especially the Eighth Prince. His loyal mistress and illegitimate daughter were originally famous beauties in the Gray Woodland. After the Eighth Prince died, their mother and daughter fell into the rebel army.
Without the protection of the nobles, one can imagine the consequences...
The people next to the high-ranking nobles are so miserable, let alone the ordinary civilians.
The men were captured as strong men to fight for the lords, while the women took on the heavy production and contributed their last efforts to the war. Exorbitant taxes, food prices, etc. were like riding on a wizard's broom, soaring into the sky.
Every moment there are people rushing to the battlefield, and every moment there are people losing their lives, plotting, betraying, calculating, and using all possible means...
Some people couldn't stand this kind of life and wanted to leave here to escape the war, but little did they know that the slave traders, who had been planning for a long time, had been waiting for a long time. The moment they walked out of the border, they were put into cages. The men were sold to do hard work, and the women were reduced to
prostitute...
This is war.
Brutal war.
...
Time passes day by day, and in the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed.
Gray Castle, banquet hall.
Beautiful music echoed in the large and spacious banquet hall. A variety of delicious delicacies were placed on the long wooden tables, including a whole roasted suckling pig, cooked lamb legs, and honey-smeared meat.
Cake, stewed beef, etc.
Women in long skirts and men in leather mingled with each other in the banquet hall. The sound of clinking oak cups and noisy noises mixed with the sound of music resounded throughout the banquet hall.
Not long ago, Duke Isaac's men fought a victorious battle in the White River Valley and defeated His Highness the Second Prince's men. The latter was his biggest enemy since the beginning of the war. Before that, he had tried several times to attack Gray Castle to defeat Isaac.
Shortly after the war ended, Duke Isaac received the allegiance of the fifth prince, who was originally an ally of His Highness. Thanks to his betrayal and defection, Isaac had the opportunity to defeat his old enemy.
With the double happiness coming, Aisa immediately announced a banquet and invited all the nobles loyal to the two men.
In the banquet hall, Heath was holding a wooden plate and selecting the food he wanted to eat at the dining table. As a distinguished guest of Gray Castle, he was of course also an invited guest.
I have been in a good mood recently. I just condensed the fifth rune [Status Auxiliary Rune] a few days ago, and with Duke Isaac's warm invitation, Heath did not refuse and came to attend the banquet as a favor. However,
For him, the only attraction for such a banquet is the delicious food.
'It's so noisy. Are all the people in Ashwood so rude?'
Looking at the 'nobles' who were spitting and uttering obscene words, Heath suddenly understood why even the people in backward Brittany would ridicule Graywood as a land of barbarians. It was indeed enough.
barbarous.
At this moment, a knight came to Heath: "Master Wizard, the Duke wants to see you."
"oh."
Heath responded, then put down the food in his hand and followed the knight.
All the way to the end of the banquet hall, there were several soldiers guarding the place, forming a circle. A coffee table and a few chairs were placed in the middle to form a small reception area.
At this moment, there were several men and women sitting in the reception area. Surrounded in the middle were a man in his thirties with gloomy eyes and a bearded man who seemed older. The former was Duke Isaac.
The latter is actually the fifth prince Bamke who is younger than him, or should be said as Baron Gaoping, Baron Hyena, because not long ago he has completely inherited the power of his mother's family in Gaoping and became the lord of Gaoping.
holder of the chapter.
"Duke." Heath gave a simple salute.
The nobles didn't know what topic they were talking about. They seemed to be in high spirits, and everyone had a bright smile on their faces.
Duke Isaac stood up and said with a smile: "Master Wizard, you came just in time, we need your help."
Heath didn't know why.
Bamke next to him laughed and asked: "Hey, are you the wizard?"
His attitude was very rude.
Heath frowned slightly: "Yes."
Bamke didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Heath's tone, and still said rudely: "So you can do tricks, right? Come here and perform a trick for us to cheer up!"
Heath choked.
After a while, he asked calmly: "What do you want to see?"
Bamke said: "What do you want to see?"
For a while, everyone was very excited and gave answers with playful smiles. Some wanted to see him transform into a pigeon, some wanted to see him transform into a frog, and some wanted to see him breathe fire from his mouth, and so on.
Bamke laughed and said: "Hahaha, you have to figure it out. Just become what you are good at and stop being a gangster. If you become better, I will give you a reward!"
Heath suddenly felt a little thirsty.
I'm really thirsty!
His eyes swept around, and finally landed on a metal ornament on the cabinet next to him. It was probably some kind of decoration, made of silver, and seemed to be solid.
Heath took the ornament in his hand, waved his fingers and chanted a curse in front of all the nobles: "The red god of death who wanders around the world waiting to come...the Ashbringer incarnate in anger...scorching, burning,
Destruction...please come forward...show the red power that destroys everything...burn all offenses, and burn the ashes to those who are arrogant and rude..."
Curse Burning Technique★: Use magic to control magic power to apply fire elemental damage to the enemy in all directions, covering every particle with burning from the inside out, and even metal can be burned to ashes!
He deliberately lowered his tone and adopted a sinister tone.
"Huhu!~"
The wind caused by the overflow of magic power raged in the hall, and the sudden coldness in the closed space made everyone in the hall shiver involuntarily, and subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the cold.
Over there, the singing of obscure and gloomy mantras overshadowed the music played by the musicians. The sound made people involuntarily feel uncomfortable in their hearts, giving them an indescribable strong sense of oppression.
In conjunction with this chilling spell, the inexplicable surge of red light beams intertwined one pattern after another in the air, and then formed pattern symbols one after another printed on the silver metal ornaments, which looked extraordinarily special.
Weird.
The metal ornament held by Heath began to heat up, become hot, and turn red, as if it had been placed in a hot furnace and burned at high temperature.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..." It sounded like water drops falling to the ground.
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the silver ornaments began to melt!
The noisy hall suddenly fell into silence. The musicians stopped playing, the dancers stopped singing and dancing, and the guests stopped making noise.
Everyone looked over there quietly, in complete silence.
Even when the curses stopped, no one came to break the silence.
Heath shook his arm and threw the remaining silver water in his palm to the ground. The wooden floor had already been burnt by the hot silver water to create smoking holes. As the silver water fell,
It was immediately ignited.
"Bang!" With a sound, the floor burst into flames and quickly burned into a piece.
"ah!"
A female guest screams.
The expressions of the surrounding guests all changed, and they subconsciously backed away.
Heath showed a meaningful smile: "I can also turn people into toads, cut people in half with a sword, or make rotten corpses crawl out of the cemetery."
He moved closer to the bearded man and smiled sinisterly: "Which one do you want to see?"
Bamke subconsciously shrank back and said nothing.
Heath picked up an oak cup filled with wine on the table and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Excuse me."
After saying these words, he threw away the oak cup and walked out without looking back.