"Your Majesty the Duke." A voice stopped her from beside the carriage. Tracy stopped, stepped back slightly, and turned her head sideways.
What caught the eye was a long beige linen suit with silver spikes on the lapels and no wrinkles at the shoulders and elbows. It was lined with a light blue underwear and dark slim-fitting trousers. The lines were smooth and crisp, making its owner Just standing there has a calm and solemn temperament.
Summer gives him a slightly softer silhouette. After the meeting, the light-colored dress allowed this middle-aged aristocratic gentleman to find the right balance between mature melancholy and vitality. His polite attitude often makes people forget how noble his status is, which is different from Bishop Forest - the latter comes from God, while the former comes from self-cultivation.
"Sir Norman." Grand Duke Yotsuba turned around and responded. Even a notoriously harsh Duke like Tracy Wiggins must admit that Sir Norman deserves to be treated with courtesy.
Lawrence Norman, the great magician of the kingdom and a personal knight of Her Majesty the Queen. He began to serve the Talbot royal family a hundred years ago, and also served as the commander of the Sword Legion. He is an out-and-out royalist.
The superior struggle in the Eastman Kingdom is more complicated. The Wiggins family represents the Southland and Ice Territory, and is undoubtedly on the side of Queen Flavia Wiggins. Their political rival and old enemy, Lord Messitori of the West, was more concerned about the interests of his hometown, Eagle City, and treated the royal family lukewarmly.
Therefore, although Sir Norman, as the clerk of the Kingdom Parliament, did not participate in the voting to show fairness, this young archduke with a perverse personality really cannot be liked by others. Not to mention that the feud between the two had been forged forty years ago. Logically speaking, the King of the West is unlikely to care about a palace knight, but he is still a great magician, and he is a high-level magician according to the mysterious realm.
Eastman is different from the mysterious organization. The high ring in the kingdom means the commander of an army, the pillar of the country, and the top guarding force. Just like Cervantes, the commander of the Shadow Army of the Four Leaf Territory, if Newell didn't have the assistance of magic medicine, he would never be able to kill the opponent even with a sneak attack.
Of course, the Western Region also has high-level combat power, but offending a powerful mystic will do no good to the Messatori family at all. However, since the "Broken Sword Revolution" launched by Flying Eagle City against Watson II, the relationship between the two parties has no room for relaxation.
However, although Norman was loyal to the Eastman royal family, he did not necessarily like the nobles of the four-leaf collar very much. Tracy knew that he would never forget that it was the Wiggins family that forced the Talbot royal family to give up the throne. Perhaps in the eyes of this great magician, the Wiggins family who took advantage of the situation and stole the throne were more despicable than the Blood Legion of Eagle City.
Tracy knew what he was going to say, but not his attitude.
"Time is of the essence," she reminded.
Sir Norman nodded sensibly, "I won't waste a lot of your time. 'The dragon of time does not cherish treasures', please give me a few minutes."
The palace courtyard was filled with roses and blue irises, and marigolds and hyacinths bloomed under the plane trees. The Grand Duchess stood in the shadow of a large cluster of ivy, with aerial roots and heart-shaped leaves swaying gracefully before her eyes.
"I deeply regret what happened to Yotsuba Castle, ma'am."
"No nobleman is born to know how to tolerate." Tracy replied, "Delphine's territory is her innate glory, and no one can take it away. I have indulged them too much."
"Clover has paid a lot for Chloe's promise. The Queen will not forget your contribution."
Sir Norman saluted her, but Duke Yotsuba did not appreciate it: "She has always been tolerant, but a sin is a sin." The Grand Duchess paused and said, "Time is running out."
she repeated.
Tracy did not want Norman to forget his loyalty to the Talbot family, but she only hoped that he would know that the eldest son of the king, Easter, was not only the son of Watson Talbot, but also the son of Flavia Wiggins. The bloodline continues.
A vague anxiety spread from the sharp-tongued Duke, a mood with which Norman was all too familiar. However, he did not want to talk about trivial matters in order to appreciate the anger that was rarely seen in the Lord of the South. This sounds tempting, but is actually a complete fantasy. The most striking difference between Tracy and Queen Flavia is that the former never shows weakness, while the latter can be seen by everyone. Most women who have lost their husbands are like this, and the Queen is no exception. .
"News from the Ice Territory, about Winnie Watts."
"I don't want to talk about Winnie Watts again."
"I can understand." Sir Norman said, "But this time is different from what you think. The cause is the collapse of the Morris Mountains. It will not only make the next Frost Moon more difficult, but also bring other consequences. Trouble - the Radiant Council is mobilizing the Knights Templar to go there."
"so what?"
"That is the southern border of the Eastman Kingdom, and the Ice Territory is obliged to receive them."
"Reception? Winnie Watts has already received a baptism of light. Just like fifteen years ago, the snowfield was completely washed away with the blood of my people... What is that evil wolf doing again? The Tower of Sky hasn’t fed it yet?”
This answer was completely expected by Sir Norman. After the Demon Hunting Campaign, the Glorious Council would never receive a better evaluation from the Grand Duke of the Clover Territory than Duke Tivin.
"You know these are unique circumstances, ma'am. The Oath Keepers have yet to respond directly to Her Majesty, and Croita will not stand up for us."
"Well, no one can always be trusted in this world." Tracy said coldly, "They came for the No. 1 train, right?"
"Lucia's flag rests on the edge of the mountains." Sir Norman avoided the question. The Council of Light is also one of the large groups of mysterious creatures, and it is also a religious order that believes in Lucia, the goddess of light. Although the judicial organs are a bit inhumane, the reputation in Binya Aio has always been justice and impartiality.
In fact, the professional classification of Knight was originally gradually spread from the scriptures of Lucia, the God of Light, and it symbolizes pure faith.
Of course, anyone can call themselves a knight now.
Norman recovered his thoughts. "I'm afraid it's related to the Angmar Tunnel. We must make early plans to evacuate civilians near the Morris Mountains to avoid another accident there."
When the Angmar Tunnel collapsed, it wasn't just the workers who suffered heavy casualties. Large-scale ground subsidence and collapse caused fatal damage to the mountain structure. The Geological Bureau once suspected that workers had dug through underground empty areas, but according to common sense, the Morris Mountains could never be built on the surface of a bubble-like empty shell.
"When the project started sixty years ago, I knew it wouldn't end well." Tracy's determined tone was always embarrassing. The dwarves of the Oath Keepers were invested in Eastman's trains with great enthusiasm. They swore to create vehicles that could be controlled by ordinary people, and the Oath Keepers respected their oath.
But the duchess of the four-leaf collar dismissed this. She had to mention this matter at every kingdom meeting, so she was the first to raise a sign of opposition after the accident in the Angmar Tunnel.
Sir Norman didn't quite agree with the Kingdom Train project, so he didn't say anything. The duchess stared at him with sharp eyes: "Mr. Norman, when did you care about Winnie Watts?"
"Her Majesty the Queen asked me to inquire about countermeasures..."
"Why didn't she ask me in person?" Tracy had just walked out of the inner court. Flavia always discussed some issues with her sister privately after the Kingdom Council. She would never learn to think for herself.
This time it was even more egregious, she didn't even bring it up face to face.
Tracy had no time to care. "Venivas is not part of the Four-leaf Territory." She announced coldly, "The acting city lord will arrange everything. After the Four-leaf Territory's matter is resolved, Danlfion will become the Earl of the Ice Land."
"I know you are worried about the Wiggins family annexing Wynneworth... In fact, I am not interested in a barren and savage border town. My youngest daughter will become the head of the Lancaster family, and from then on she will be Dan. Alphin Lancoster."
The Lancasters were the family of the original rulers of Venevaise. It is also the surname of Dandelphine's father.
"I understand what you mean, Your Majesty the Duke. But Princess Dandelfion is only fifteen years old, so it's not the time yet."
"The previous lord of the Four Leaf Territory took over the southern territory at the age of eleven."
Tracy deadpanned, "I've been putting it off for four years."
The Duke held his head high, and the swaying skirt brushed against Sir Norman's suit, like a blooming silver lily. She walked towards the carriage parked outside the atrium, the flaming red flag on the roof waving in the wind.
…
Only a collapsed candlestick was still lit in the hall, and the masonry on all sides held up a safe harbor. It miraculously remained intact in the successive battles, and the evening breeze blowing in through the gap caused its candle flame to sway slightly.
"Is he dead?"
"Probably not."
"Don't be vague and tell the truth."
"Can I still tell lies? This guy is frozen inside. It's hard for him to die even if he wants to."
"Then do you think he will freeze to death?"
"Then do you think I will answer your question?" If he didn't have a hammer in his hand, the dwarf would have swung it. "Can you be quiet? You can wake up even the dead!"
"They're not going to jump up and hit me on the knee."
"..." Painter said nothing and turned around to pick up the steel bars on the ground.
York accepted the suggestion and quickly changed the subject: "Painter, that girl must be Delphine... Do you think she believes in Lucia or Gaia?"
"She is the Earl of the Ice Land. She may like the gods of the Ice and Snow Priesthood."
"Which god controls winter?" Painter himself is a believer in Surt, the god of wisdom and fire. Most dwarves worship fire. Legend has it that Winnie Watts was so cold because the God of Fire and Lucia took away the light and heat. Maybe the ice and snow were also classified under the domain of Surte.
There are many gods in Knox, but not many of them can be named. Some gods are just gods worshiped by a few small countries or people in the mountains, but some, like Gaia and Lucia, are the main gods known to every mysterious creature.
The big-nosed dwarves have never heard of a winter god.
"Of course there is a god who masters cold and frost." York replied, "You have also seen his followers."
The light element life looked at the ice and snow in Frostleaf Castle, and the summer sunset was expelled.
The dwarf also noticed, "The Tower of Sky believes in Otto, the god of fate." He said softly.
"I'm not talking about the messenger. To be honest, it's unexpected that he can do this. I thought he wouldn't care about the life and death of Yotsuba City... Now it's probably because of Eze, he is Croita after all. The mystic." York glanced at the druid next to him, and even he could see that the other party's fire was weak.
"Then who else -" Painter paused mid-sentence, smacked his lips, snorted from his big nose, and stopped talking.
Of course there are believers of strange gods here.
That is the god of the undead and the dead, who controls the darkness and guides the end. He is the master of the country where everyone's soul will ascend after death. He is the goddess of mourning, Suviliya.
