Lord of the North

Hearing Bron's rhetorical question, Chris suddenly didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth and didn't know how to take the sentence.

When the manager of a province reaches this level, the entire Lopez should not be able to find a few people. It is really a miracle that the head of the Brom Legion can sit in this position.

Moreover, he also emptied or expelled all the officials who were originally in charge of the administration of the province of Yero, and now the people sitting in those positions are all his cronies and clansmen.

If it weren't for the port of Laian, which barely made up for the economic deficit of the upper Yero province, bringing it a huge flow of people and commercial activities, it might be the most barren place in the entire north.

But there is no way, I can only try my best to help him, and try my best to keep this place from becoming more and more desolate, Chris thought to himself, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a little weird.

"My lord, there have been more than a dozen incidents of this kind, and hundreds of people have disappeared because of this. I reported it to you before, and you also ordered me to send soldiers to investigate this incident." He reminded softly.

"Really? Why can't I remember clearly?" Bron thought hard, but he just didn't think of such a thing, so he asked suspiciously.

"Yes, my lord, I reported to you when you hosted Earl Emmacon last time. You were a little too drunk at the time, so you may not remember clearly." Chris replied respectfully,

But I thought in my heart that you were talking about a bunch of mud-legged people at the time. If they disappeared, they would disappear. They might have gone to other areas. If you find them, they will all beheaded.

"So this is ah."

Bron touched his chin, thinking about it, and then he asked again: "But does this matter have anything to do with targeting Marquis Jason?"

Have you been using your usual brain on how to play with women? Chris was depressed, but he couldn't break out yet, so he could only explain patiently: "We can send someone to Iron Fang to invite Marquis Jason to the banquet, then intercept his team halfway, and finally shift the responsibility to those The murderer who caused the disappearance of civilians, after the event, we will do our best to track down the murderer, and then we will catch the murderer and execute him, and avenge him!"

"But where are we going to find the murderer?"

The more Bron listened, the brighter his eyes became, but at the end he asked a question that made Chris collapse, but he figured it out before he could answer.

"That's right! We just need to kill some people casually. Who knows if they are the murderers of the missing civilian case?!"

Bloom clapped his hands violently.

He exclaimed loudly, scaring Chris into a cold sweat again, be careful that the wall has ears, idiot!

"That's right, that's it, my lord, even if His Royal Highness Phil wants to trouble us, he needs to weigh it carefully." He quickly lowered his voice and interrupted Bron's excited shout.

"But my lord, you have to think clearly, if the plan goes wrong, we will be lost forever."

"this……"

Bron hesitated again when he heard the words. He was not a person who was good at making decisions. As long as he felt that the plans proposed by his think tanks were more reliable, he would obey them.

"We can contact the people in the White Sword Province and ask them to plot against His Royal Highness Jason with us." Seeing that he had wavered, Chris immediately added.

"Yes, yes, the White Sword Province, and the White Sword Province, Jason has been targeting the White Sword Province before, and I don't know how to get away with the Ye Luo Province recently!"

Bron was overjoyed, and immediately ordered his servants to bring him a pen and paper and began to write the letter.

Chris, who stood aside and bowed his head silently, smiled, Bron, Bron, I finally waited for such a day to be able to watch you bury yourself in the grave with my own eyes.

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On the other side, Jason only summoned about 4,000 soldiers and began to march towards the province of Hierro, of which 2,000 were drawn from Lucca and Irbia.

When they marched to the border of the two provinces, they encountered a little hindrance. Bron's guards led 500 soldiers and found Gareth, the commander of the army, with his letter.

They forcibly ordered Gareth to return to Lucca Province with the army on the grounds that without the king's order, the troops from all over the country could not leave their garrisons at will.

But Gareth refuted it back. He said: "I am a soldier now, and I only obey orders from Marquis Jason."

This made the guard immediately furious. He was a distant nephew of Bron, and he was used to being domineering under Bron for so many years, and no one took him seriously.

And he thought he was Bron's confidant, Gareth didn't dare to do anything to him, and this was the border of Hierro Province, no matter how tough Gareth was, Gareth would not be able to kill people, so at that time he actually pointed out in anger Cursed at Gareth's nose.

Calling him a dog raised by Jason's side, what right does he have to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail here.

Then……

Then he was killed by one of Gareth's guards on the grounds that he insulted the nobles. That's right, most of them Gareth had a knight title, and Lancelot had a viscount title.

Afterwards, Gareth took the 4,000 soldiers to find a place with a water source and set up a simple fortification, which made the nobles whose territories were nearby couldn't sit still, and there was an extra time bomb beside them. have to?

So they sent their own cronies to contact Gareth, but he ignored these people who kept coming to warn, threaten or lure.

Fortunately, none of the people sent by the nobles was as thoughtless as the guard in Bron, but they all discussed with Gareth in a friendly manner. They didn't want to die in the hands of these soldiers hand.

"He... how dare he..."

In the city of Hierro, Braum looked at the detached corpse of his distant nephew, and said with trembling lips.

He wasn't angry because of his nephew's death. Like his distant relative Brondo, he was only angry because Gareth dared to kill people without scruples in the province of Hierro, and the person who killed was still I sent it myself.

This simply showed Iron Fangling and Jason's position to himself, and he simply ignored him, the actual controller of Yero province!

"My lord, it's time to make a decision." Chris stepped forward, lowered his voice and said to him, a trace of cruelty flashed deep in his eyes.

"What he has done has explained his position and decision to us, and those four thousand soldiers have built a huge fortification in our provincial territory."

"His thoughts are known to everyone! My lord!"

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