"Your Excellency, no, maybe I should call you grandfather, after all, I am already engaged to your granddaughter Deborah..."

Moose stared at the old Duke Byron with a smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

He pointed to a figure in a black robe lying on the ground, and said:

"I think you should know this gentleman..."

"No, I don't know him." The Duke's hands firmly grasped the armrest of the seat, and the veins on his arms violently. Obviously his mood was not as calm as it seemed.

"Then, Edel." Moose shrugged indifferently. "Let the Duke take a closer look at this guy..."

"Yes!" Edel, a strong man behind Moose, replied respectfully.

He strode over, fiercely grabbed the black-robed man's hair, smashed the other's head, and showed his face to the duke.

The black-robed man cried out in pain, and struggled desperately, Edel's hands were like iron tongs, and he could not move.

"Hey, maybe you are too old, and you have forgotten even the people you met three days ago." Moose smiled meaningfully, "but it's okay, take a good look, I'm sure you will remember... …"

There was a sharp look in his eyes, and his voice became icy.

"If you can't remember one day, then sit here for a day until you remember!"

The duke's thin body suddenly trembled, and he roared angrily:

"You... why are you forcing me..."

Moose took a sudden step forward and looked at the Duke with devastating eyes:

"Mian Xia has given you a chance, but you still betray Mian Xia again and again..."

"Do you think we didn't know that you were the real mastermind in the previous defecting case? You actually put the blame on your eldest son, Carrick, and killed him with your own hands..."

The Duke's face turned pale, and he slumped on the seat as if his spine had been removed.

Moose gave the Duke a cold look, walked to the black-robed man, and continued:

"Your Excellency, since you don't want to say it, I'll just talk it out for you."

"Since the defection happened, the Cheka team has been staring at the city of Copernicus... Three days ago, this Mr. Memphis came to visit you on behalf of King Luther IX and discuss with you how to deal with the crown."

"Hmph, as soon as Memphis stepped into the castle, Cheka knew it for the first time. After this guy came out, Cheka caught him. During the interrogation, he confessed everything..."

The Duke's face was ashes.

What he thought was secret, turned out to be no secret in the eyes of the other party.

The duke suddenly thought of something, and said with a bitter expression on his face:

"The army of 200,000 black orcs has arrived, and the **** crown will definitely not be able to stop them... Chaka Town will soon become a pile of ruins, your painstaking efforts in the kingdom will be put to waste, and you will be Drive out of the kingdom, hahaha..."

Moose looked at the Duke with an idiot look, and said with a mocking look:

"The 200,000 black orcs died yesterday... The Rose Legion did not dispatch a single soldier, and the next one destroyed the black orcs army."

"What?" the Duke cried silently, "how can one kill 200,000 people...you are lying!!"

"What's impossible? The divine power under the crown is not imaginable by a fool like you." Moose said with disdain, "With his own power, under the crown created a flood in the Alps Valley, drowning all the black orcs. Now, even the Profound One was beheaded and killed one..."

"This is impossible...this is a lie, you are lying to me..." the Duke said desperately, refusing to accept the facts.

Although Moose's words sounded like a madman's dream and unbelievable, the Duke knew in his heart that these words were very logical.

Moose looked at the self-deceiving old dog and curled his lips in disgust:

"Anyone who betrays the crown will definitely pay the price... Your Excellency, you can go on the road now..."

"No...no!" the Duke pleaded bitterly, "I am the grandfather of your fiancee Deborah, you can't kill me... I am the Duke of the kingdom, you have no right to judge me... Moose, please... …"

Moose didn't hear it, but just winked at the Cheka team.

Edel strode over, took out a white silk, and strangled the Duke's neck fiercely.

The Duke murmured "Hoho", and his legs hit the ground desperately.

It can be seen that the suffocation brought extreme pain to the Duke.

Moose stared at the Duke blankly, and said like a eulogy:

"Mianxia is a person who respects the rules very much. We will do what we have promised... So the successor to the title will definitely be someone with the blood of the Byron family..."

"After you die, Deborah will inherit the title of the Duke, but she will live in the Sea Tide for the rest of her life, and the Duke of Byron will be temporarily controlled by our people."

"Once Deborah and I's child is born, the dukedom will fall on this child... Your Excellency, please rest assured to die..."

As Moose talked, the Duke's struggle became smaller and smaller, until he swallowed his last breath.

Behind a piece of cloth in the room, there was an extremely suppressed sob.

Moose sighed deeply and said loudly:

"Deborah, come out... I knew you were there a long time ago. What I just said was for the duke and for you..."

The curtain was lifted, and a tear-stained blond beauty walked over.

She is Deborah.

This poor noble lady lost her father and grandfather one after another in just half a month, and also heard of the tragic fate of father and son. All this almost drove her crazy.

A trace of pity flashed in Moose's eyes, and he spoke.

"No one can disobey the will of the crown, I can't, your father can't, neither can your grandfather...there is only one price for disobedience, and that is death."

"Destroying 200,000 black orcs with my own power is a great feat that the gods can hardly accomplish, but the crown has done it... You will not understand, when I saw the countless floating corpses in the Alps Valley with my own eyes , How shocking my mood is..."

His voice was like babbling, as if he was speaking to his fiancee, and as if he was speaking to himself.

"I'm telling you, under the crown is a **** who walks the world. Mortals like us... just need to obey him, look up to him, and admire him... But don't disobey him..."

"Deborah, remember, don't defy the gods, let alone offend the gods... Go to the sea tide leader, that is the kingdom of the gods, and there will always be blessed by the gods..."

Deborah covered his mouth tightly, choked and nodded vigorously.

After a long time, Deborah was sent away by two Cheka members.

Edel bowed to Moose and asked:

"Your Excellency Moose, how does Memphis deal with it?"

"Kill it." Moose had an indifferent expression.

Memphis, who had been lying on the ground, was suddenly frightened, fell on all fours, and crawled forward desperately.

"Huh!"

A dagger pierced Memphis's head from under the back of his head.

Memphis died silently.

Edel pulled out his dagger, admiring his "work", and nodded in satisfaction.

This kind of killing technique is typical of the Cheka Squad. It kills with one blow and the effect is extremely fast.

It is said that this is also the teaching of Lord Lord.

Edel often feels that although he rarely sees Lord Lord, Lord Lord is everywhere.

…………

In the town of Chaca, a hundred kilometers away, Renault and Arrietty are talking about the betrayal of the Duke of Byron.

"It's really hard for me to understand. I gave that old man so many benefits, why did he choose to betray..."

Renault was a little unhappy, not because of the Duke himself, but because of an inexplicable sense of frustration.

"Because of arrogance and jealousy." Arrietty stared deeply at Renault. "Under my crown, you are the **** who looks down on the world. You are the invincible God of War. Of course, you don't understand the ideas of mortals."

"Large nobles like Duke Byron were originally figures at the top of the pyramid of power. They are high on the top and rule all living beings... However, you suddenly fell from the sky, occupying the top floor, and stepping everyone under your feet. Naturally, they will not be happy... "

"In the final analysis, it is because of profit... Maybe, I think too much ideally. Change is always accompanied by a **** process." Renault murmured, "However, the Duke of Byron and Luther IX dare to beat my crooked ideas. , Presumably they have something to rely on...who would these people be..."

When he was concentrating on thinking, a pair of soft arms suddenly wrapped around, and then a sweet voice rang in his ears.

"My God of War, Arrietty will never betray you, please give Arrietty a child..."