The night is dark, the stars are shining brightly, and the moon is shining brightly in the sky.
Silver Wing City, Viscount Castle.
The castle occupies a large area and reaches five floors in height. The strength of the Silver Wing Viscounty is only in the middle and lower reaches of Orange, but the scale of the castle is in the middle and upper reaches.
At this moment, the security inside the castle is very tight. The watchtower, circular platform, and walls outside the castle are full of soldiers and knights.
In the dark corners of the castle, many knights were taking a nap against the wall.
For knights, they can hear very clearly even if they are taking a nap.
Not only is it heavily guarded, there are also significantly more knights responsible for protecting the castle.
This all comes from one reason, Viscount Silver Wing is a little worried.
This is normal.
Although Orange is an autonomous province of the great nobles, the Earl of Libya is the consul, and his status is higher than that of all the great nobles. Below that is the autonomy of the territory of the great nobles, and a gold coin is handed over to the Earl of Libya every year according to the size of the territory.
But this is not protection money.
This money will be used for many things, such as posting rewards for wanted thieves, etc.
All in all, the great nobles of Orange are a close alliance, and they all unite under the command of the Earl of Libya to maintain the laws that protect the nobles.
Privileges of the great nobility, inheritance of territory, etc.
Under such circumstances, there is a force that can bypass the laws of the nobles and directly take the lives of the nobles.
That is the new party.
The New Party has been very active recently, and the great nobles are on heightened alert.
But Viscount Silver Wing is a little abnormal, because what the Viscount has to guard against is not just the new party, but threats from the other side.
This is the strange part.
It was still early at this moment, and the lights in many rooms in the castle were on. The maids were preparing the Viscount for bed in the rooms where they were lit again.
Because a strategy has been implemented in the castle, the Viscount no longer sleeps in a specific room, but chooses ten rooms. The Viscount will irregularly choose a house to live in before going to bed.
Viscount Silver Wing, there is some turmoil.
It all comes from that damn brat.
In the living room on the second floor of the castle, Viscount Silver Wing was wearing pajamas and looked very leisurely. But the expression on his face did not look leisurely at all.
Instead, his eyes were bloodshot and his eye sockets were dark.
The Viscount has not slept well for several days.
There was a knight standing in front of the Viscount. This knight looked a little soft and seemed frail. It was the Viscount's knight captain, "The Killer" Figo.
His arm cut off by Old Sol has been reattached by the wizard, but his movement has been slightly affected.
"That bastard kid really wants to deal with me, this arrogant kid who is a big noble in the field." The Viscount was very irritable and restless. Sometimes he sat and sometimes stood up. Soon after, he took a bottle of wine from the cabinet and drank it directly.
Mouth blowing.
There was a little surprise.
Because of the Earl of Windsor's hostility, the Viscount was a little wary of the Earl of Windsor, so he placed an eye on the Earl of Windsor's castle.
This eye saw Luther going to meet with the Earl of Windsor, but could not hear what the Earl of Windsor and Luther talked about.
This is definitely a humiliation for the Viscount.
A sad news.
After the fierce night battle in Arcadia City, the Pompeii family, who were involved, sent out the next generation of Pompeii knights to visit the Earl of Windsor, who was at odds with Viscount Silver Wing.
There's definitely nothing good going on.
And it was Luther who came to visit.
These two guys are going to join forces to deal with him, and Luther is taking the lead.
The heir of a knight family, kid.
He actually planned to deal with a big local noble.
And the Viscount didn’t feel that he was at fault at the time. He just fucked a few women. Even though he cut off the right arm of a guy named Newton, one of our guard knights was killed and the knight commander was cut off.
arm.
He suffered a loss.
But the little devil held on tightly and insisted on getting him.
Viscount Silver Wing felt his face get hot when he thought about this. He really had lost the face of his ancestors.
Unfortunately, the heir to this knight family, Little Ghost Head, is very, very powerful.
There is a big daddy knight on his head.
Guaranteed by force.
Pompeii is currently expanding at such a rapid pace...
The Viscount estimated that the other party had little financial resources.
But the other party has connections.
None of the top tycoons in the Golden City have a noble background.
If that kid wanted to deal with him, there would be many ways.
What's even more unfortunate is that although the Viscount accidentally observed Luther's meeting with the Earl of Windsor and knew that the kid was going to deal with him, he didn't hear the exact plan.
What does this feel like?
The house was on fire, but the people inside found that the doors and windows were closed.
This is what makes the Viscount restless and unable to sleep.
"Lord Viscount, I think we should find some way to ease the relationship with the Pompeii family." Figo bent down and said.
"You want me to bow my head to a knight family? That's impossible." Viscount Silver Wing felt a heartbeat in his heart, but it was immediately replaced by hardness.
I really can’t live with my face.
If he really lowers his head, Viscount Silver Wing will become a joke to the entire Orange nobles.
Moreover, Viscount Silver Wing still has the qualifications to be tough.
"I don't believe it. He really dared to kill me. At most, he was just causing trouble for me." The Viscount said with a sneer.
The political environment in Orange and the Earl of Libya, the backing of the nobles, were the foundation of the Viscount's toughness.
"But the new party." Figo hesitated and said.
"Damn it." The Viscount's expression suddenly changed, he kicked a chair away and roared, "Those thugs should all be hanged."
Figo struck a painful chord in the Vicomte.
Naturally, the Pompeii family did not dare to kill him, but the New Party did.
If that brat causes any trouble for him, the new party will take advantage of it.
When the Viscount thought of this, his head was buzzing. But he just didn't want to bow to Luther, that brat of Pompeii.
And lowering your head may not be helpful.
"Come here, where are all the maids? Here are ten beautiful maids." The Viscount roared and decided to have some fun first.
If he continues to think like this, his head will explode.
I couldn't control my pants and got into trouble. After I got into trouble, I couldn't solve it. I even couldn't bear to think about it. Instead, I messed around with the maid in the castle.
Moreover, the new party is secretly watching, and a storm that may sweep the entire Kingdom of Prussia is about to come.
Knight Commander Figo watched Viscount Silver Wing hugging the maid out and sighed involuntarily.
Depressed and sad.
"Silver Wing Family, is there any way out?"
Figo's family has served the Silver Wing family for more than two hundred years, and he really doesn't want the Silver Wing family to perish because of this.