The Dark King

"Arrest warrant?" Melkenson's gaze swept away from the paper, and the thick black font was engraved into the pupil, and the smile on his face could not help but froze.

The servants around the hall heard the words of the middle-aged general, and were greatly shocked. They refused to look forward to the servant etiquette of "low-browed and pleasing to the eye" and couldn't help but look around.

"General Casey?" George, walking on the crutches, slowly walked out of Melkenson's back. His figure was so thin as he was aging, so that when he was standing behind the sturdy Merkelson, he was completely I couldn't see the figure, but when he stepped out, Melkenson quickly turned away, bent over and helped, and all the attention and light in the hall gathered at him at the moment.

"I seem to have to talk to the general about etiquette and history." George looked at the middle-aged general 'Kathy' and said slowly: "It is a very impolite thing to bring weapons to the aristocratic manor. Forgiven things! Although the Mel family is generous, it cannot forgive such rude behavior. Second, since the end of the 'Garden Battle' one hundred and sixty years ago, the military must not be charged on any crime except for the aristocratic rebellion. , arrest any nobleman, whether it is fading or rising!"

Speaking of the last word, the crutches in the hand smashed the ground, although the expression was still calm, but the sharp words could show its anger and majesty.

Kathy looked at the old man who had been arrogant and arrogant, and had countless senior generals, bright knights, and even deliberate deacons. The latter had a deep vision of the ceremonial, making his expression colder and colder, and his voice was like The stone is as hard as it is. "Sorry, I was ordered to act. The arrest warrant was arrested by the 'rebellion'. In addition, your granddaughter, Ms. Melsa, also went back with us. I hope that you The manner of the nobility will not make us embarrassed!"

"Stop, what do you say?!" Melkenson suddenly yelled.

Kathy looked at him with a gaze, and his eyes looked like a sword. "Mr. Kenson, are you arrested?"

"You!" Melkenson's eyebrows angered.

George raised his hand and held his hand on his arm, shook his head slightly, and glanced deeply at Casey, slowly saying: "I hope that your military department can be responsible for your reckless behavior, let's go." Melen the back of Melkenson's hand, and walked around the hall with a cane. The old back was not thin, but the more the more and more the auspicious momentum.

Melkenson squinted a little, turned his head and glanced at Casey coldly, and said to the butler next to him: "Let's go first, you immediately inform the trial office, let them come over to investigate the matter, don't let the military abuse Authority."

The butler understood the meaning of his words, nodded his face, and his expression was gloomy, and he did not care about Kathy in an image.

Kathy glanced at it and didn't care. He went out behind Melkenson.

Although it was an arrest, the transferred carriages were extremely high-grade, luxurious and noble, and looked like a soldier, but instead escorted some noble people.

"Lisa, I am leaving, I will hand it over to you." Melshah came to the carriage and said goodbye to her own guard. Although she is much more mature than her peers, she will handle family affairs at a young age. Tens of thousands of civilians are still alive and dead, but at this moment, some eyes are red and biting their lips. She has vaguely guessed that the consortium has encountered such a thing, and it is likely to be related to the boy. Although they have many enemies in the Mellon consortium, But the one that most doubts her is the man. This is her instinct. Therefore, her heart is full of guilt and self-blame. If she can kill the boy early, she will not have so many extra-budgets. .

"Miss, I know how to do it, you take care all the way." Lisa, who is a short-sleeved costume, respectfully looks like a handsome knight, just a high-pitched part of her chest that people can't ignore.

Melshay carried the skirt, followed the steps of the carriage, her fingers pressed against the skirt, and the regrets and grievances in the eyes gradually turned into strong hatred. She never thought that she would be so embarrassed one day. Although the horse-drawn carriage is very beautiful at the moment, it is not inferior to her special carriage, but also a luxury car that ordinary civilians can't ride for a lifetime.

After George and Melkenson, Melshaya and others left, the butler turned back to the hall and sternly said to a waiter: "I will immediately pass the news to Master Melk, let him ask the bishop of the Holy See to come and give the master bail."

"Yes." The servant promised.

"You, go and call Mr. Myers and Mr. Melpatton, and say there is something to discuss."

"Yes."

"You, to inform General William, let him send someone to take care of the lord in the army, don't let some things that are not long-sighted offended."

"Yes."

A series of orders were ordered from the butler's mouth, and the entire Meer Castle was as fast as a huge machine.

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"Have you written?" Dudian told Kruen.

Kruen hand-picked and gently picked up the letterhead on the desk and handed it to Du Di'an. "Young master, write it, you have a look."

Du Dian glanced briefly and nodded slightly, saying, "Send it to Father Fulin."

"Yes." Kroen responded, wrapped the letter into the envelope and quit to send a letter.

Du Di'an got up and moved to the bones. He sat on the bed for a long time. He had a feeling of freezing, and his body seemed to have something wrong. But with some simple modern medical knowledge he learned from the super chip, there was no reason to check. It is estimated that letting other doctors diagnose it is useless, unless it is to invite some top doctors. However, these doctors are in communion with some big forces and are prone to leaking his physical condition. Diagnosed.

Downstairs, Du Di'an came to the hall. Now the Jike and Sandru and other children in the castle are all sent back to the old castle of Lane. It instantly becomes empty, some deserted and silent.

However, Du Di'an had long been used to being quiet. He looked up at the distant sky, his eyes flashed slightly, and slowly regained his gaze. He said to the nicotine in the hall: "The rain stopped, ready to order pastries and tea."

Nicotine was awkward, but did not say anything, promised, turned and told the kitchen.

Dudian sat on the sofa in the hall and read the books quietly. It didn't take long for a string of hooves to appear outside the castle, but a fast horse galloped along the Taiza River.

Redcar, who had been at the gate of the old castle, and the previously remaining escorts quickly stopped him. After the latter took out a medal from his arms, Redcar checked it, allowing him to enter.

"Young Master, the people of the Knights Court come to see." Nicotine ran over.

Du Di'an didn't lift his head, saying: "Let's get in."

"Yes."

A moment later, the young man was introduced into the hall by Nicotine. He saw Du Di'an sitting on the sofa at a glance, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes. He saw the knight's ceremony and said: "I have seen the master, I am the silver of the knights. Knight, Bolt."

"Sit down." Du Dian put away the books, looked at him with a smile, and lifted his chin to Nicotine.

Nicotine suddenly agreed to tell the servant to send the previously prepared cakes and tea, but his heart was a bit weird and curious. I don't know how Du Di'an predicted that someone would come to visit.

Bolt sat down gracefully, took a letter from his arms and handed it away, respectfully said: "Master, I came over and ran the leg to send a letter, please also look over."

Du Dian nodded slightly, took the letter and disassembled it. He looked at his eyes and put it away. He smiled and said to Bolt: "There is work, but I also ask you to go back and tell, now the savage invasion, the civilians in the residential area are at stake, The nobility and civilians in the business district will also face dangers of life and death. I am about to go to the battlefield. I will accept the ceremony of the Knights’ Hall at this moment. Please forgive me. When the war is over, if I still have a life, I will personally go to the door. Apologize."

Bolt Wei Wei, his eyes flashed a respectful color, said: "I heard the masters rushed to the battlefield regardless of their own danger. This time not only guarded the 16-hour battle in the Scarlett, killed hundreds of wild people, and let the business district The people in the south are free from mutilation and have also produced a savage royal family. It is admirable. Compared with you, I am a bit embarrassed. As a pure silver, I am subject to orders and can only stay in the business district. Fighting the enemy in battle, there is a shame for the knight." Here, there is a hint of sigh and sigh on his face.

Du Di'an smiled a little and said: "Fairness is also one of the knight spirits. Strictly obeying the law and obeying orders, you don't necessarily need to fight to kill the enemy to be a knight."

Bolt heard the words and nodded. "The master said that since you have no title at the moment, I will go back first."

"Slow down."

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