Sullivan Brown frowned, and what Joton Diao said made sense, but it all had to be built on the basis that what Joton Diao said was the truth.

But Sullivan Brown always felt something was wrong.

"No one else has come back alive until now. It can be said that this is just your side of the word." Sullivan Brown frowned.

Jotun Dior immediately widened his eyes with an unbelievable look: "Master Brown, are you saying that I'm lying?"

"Don't get excited, after all, there are no other witnesses, I'm just a normal suspect." Sullivan Brown said sternly.

Jotun Diao took a deep breath and said coldly, "Why do I lie? Could it be that you suspect that it was me who did it?"

"Jotun, don't talk nonsense." Patriarch Dior shouted immediately.

"I didn't say it was you. You can erase all traces of corpses and destroy battle traces in a short period of time. This is not something that one person can do." Sullivan Brown said.

"Lord Brown, I think this is the same as what Joton said. It is clearly a conspiracy of the Queks. They know that this winter is colder than usual, so they first poisoned the prey in our hunting ground, and then forced us to go to Kadak. Mountains, and then set up an ambush in the Kadak Mountains, burying our three great families.

We found a corpse in the hunting grounds, which upon inspection revealed a high probability of being a Quaker. And this time Jotun also saw it with his own eyes, and he undoubtedly did it. ' said Elder Tut.

"The identity of the corpse is only speculation, and the Queks in the Cadaque Mountains are only seen by Jotun Dio alone. There is no conclusive evidence. The Queks will not admit it." Sullivan Brown shook his head.

"So, in the end, this matter can't be settled?" Jotun Diao said solemnly.

Sullivan Brown didn't speak. If there was no definite evidence, the Viking Kingdom really wouldn't go to war.

"You think about it, what other key information is there," Sullivan Brown said.

"No, those people do things so neatly that they can't see the way out at all. But I'm sure it's a Quake." Jotun Dio bit to death by a Quake, and this can only be done by a Quake pot.

Sullivan Brown nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and left with the patriarchs and elders of the Dior family one after another.

Jotun Diao lay on the bed, his eyes empty, thinking about the next countermeasures.

Then he heard someone shouting outside the room, and Jotun Dio frowned, knowing who was coming.

"Let Kerton come in," said Joton Dior.

The guard outside the door opened the door, and Simon, who was pretending to be Keton, hurried in.

"Brother Jotun, are you alright?" Simon looked worried and pretended to be decent.

"It's all right now that you wake up." Jotun Dior said sternly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Simon breathed a sigh of relief, and then changed to a fierce and angry expression: "It's all because of those damned Queks who killed so many of us, and almost killed Jotun. Big brother. Big brother Jotun, I will definitely avenge you."

"Avenge me?" Jotun Diao chuckled: "How do you avenge me?"

"I have already discussed with a few clansmen. I plan to fight a tooth for a tooth and go to the Quek people's hunting ground to poison their prey. When the winter is over, they find that the prey in the hunting ground is almost dead. I will see what they do. Live." Simon said with a smile.

"Nonsense, you are looking for death." Jotun Diao scolded.

"Why are we making a fool of yourself, the Queks killed so many of our clansmen, is that the end? Nearly two thousand clansmen and compatriots, this is a blood feud, and it must not be left like this." Simon said loudly.

"We Vikings have always had vengeance and revenge, and we will pay it back ten times. As long as I destroy the Quik's hunting ground and make this big event, I see who else in the family dares to look down on me." Simon said seriously.

"Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely avenge you. Kill a few more Quirks for you."

"Nonsense, you are not even a knight, you have to die halfway before you reach the hunting ground." Jotun Dio scolded angrily.

"Even if you die, you have to die vigorously. The big deal is that we mix into the city of the Queks and poison them to death." Simon said again.

"Fuck off, it's not your turn to intervene in this matter, go back obediently."

Simon shrank his neck and muttered, "The big brother, I'll go first."

"I don't know if this guy will follow my ideas, but this Keton still doesn't have much influence, and he has to hypnotize one or two elders to facilitate this." Simon touched his nose and left quickly.

In the end, Keflavi City did not choose to make a big deal, and chose to delay under the pretext of cold winter. I just distributed some food to the three major families, but the food is not enough at all. If there is no other source of food, many people will die in the cities of the three major families after this winter.

Under the fire of Simon, the Dior family became more and more revengeful, but the Dior family patriarch kept pressing.

But Jotun Dio finally made his decision, called the patriarch, the elders, and held a clan meeting.

"Jotun, everyone is here, talk about why this clan meeting is being held." Patriarch Dior said.

Jotun Dior stood up and said solemnly: "More than two months ago, our Dior family was ambushed by the Queks and suffered heavy losses. This revenge must be avenged~lightnovelpub.net~ Yes, Jotun is right. , more than two hundred knights, seven or eight hundred clansmen were killed, this hatred must not just be forgotten." Elder Tut got up and said.

"Don't be excited, Jotun, this is what Keflavi City means, and I can't do anything about it. And we have suffered a heavy loss this time, and we have no ability to avenge. We should recuperate first, wait for recovery, and then find a chance to return." Dior The patriarch said quickly.

"Recovery? Five years, ten years, or longer? Do you just endure it like this? When did my Dior family suffer from this kind of uselessness?" Jotun Dior said gloomily.

"And Keflavi City gave me some food. This winter, we don't know how many people will die. I think Keflavi City did this on purpose to weaken the power of our family."

"Jotun is right, and Keflavi City must mean that." Elder Tut once again supported Joton Dior's statement.

The expressions of the other elders were not good-looking, and they all guessed the meaning of Keflavi City.

Patriarch Dior's face was a little ugly: "Then what do you say?"

"Of course it's a tit-for-tat. If Keflavi City doesn't avenge us, then we will avenge it ourselves. If Keflavi City doesn't give us food, then we will rob it ourselves."

"I'm not saying that our clan has suffered heavy losses, and we don't have the strength to take revenge or rob food."

"I haven't died yet, so I have no power. I personally led the team to loot the Viking towns and **** food."

"You? Jotun, you are very strong, but you are only a mid-rank knight commander, not invincible. If you go, you will die in vain."

"The Knight Commander isn't enough, so what about the Great Knight Commander?" Jotun Dior's magical energy erupted, and the fierce magical energy instantly swept the entire conference room, and everyone was horrified by this terrifying magical energy.