Brownsea Island Castle.
Xipinger knelt in the hall, while Varyan sat on the throne above, holding the parchment recording the harvest and said nothing.
After a while, Varyan's eyes moved away from the parchment. "Shiping'er, your family is here?"
"Yes, my lord, I not only sent my daughter here, but also let her mother and her brother sink into the sea."
Varean was stunned, his hand unconsciously grasping the hilt of Wind's Call. He slowly stood up, trying to suppress the unknown emotion in his heart, and asked softly:
"Why? I didn't order you to do this... They are your wife and son."
In order to wipe out the greedy sea merchants in one fell swoop, Varyan decided to marry Xiping'er. As the second son of the Blackwater clan, his aristocratic education since childhood made him not care much about his lifelong affairs. As long as he could be sold at a good price, everything could be negotiated.
"I acted presumptuously, my lord. This is a sacrifice, a token of my loyalty to you and my submission to your noble bloodline. Only a woman without any attachments can be your mistress and give birth to a noble bloodline."
Looking at this somewhat crazy man, Varlean broke out in a cold sweat, but he still asked calmly, "Have you met anyone from the Church of Storms?"
"No, sir."
Xiping'er's eyes were firm, but Varen could sense a frightening fanaticism hidden beneath this firmness.
Just when Varean didn't know what to say, Wodek and Kamenla walked in wearing armor.
The armor did not fit the two men well. Their previous owners were two golden knight captains under Tone Sudin. After they were killed by the black water mist, Varyan and others stripped them directly from their bodies.
After the fight just now, the solidified blood stains still carried a bloody and murderous aura, and the bloody smell made the dark hall hot.
"Xiping'er, are you really so loyal to me?"
Ignoring the two people who came in without saying a word for a long while, Varyan looked at the dim ceiling listlessly and asked.
"Of course, my lord!"
"Then commit suicide... This is my order."
Xi Ping'er pursed his lips and turned pale. "Sir, I...I don't understand."
"So many people from the West Sea Chamber of Commerce died on White Wave Island. Someone must be held responsible."
Varean was full of indifference, and his words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Xiping'er's chest.
"They won't believe it. Even if they hand me over, the West Sea Chamber of Commerce will still come for revenge. Do you think the Code family is afraid of a few sea merchants?"
Xi Ping'er shook his head and collapsed. Despair spread from his heart to his limbs, making his whole body go limp. This was clearly just an excuse for his own death.
"The Baltic nobles who want to pass on knowledge will believe it."
"But what's the point of this?" Xi Ping'er asked blankly.
"Your death will have meaning!"
"Didn't you kill your wife and children just to marry a woman from the Cod family?"
"Xi Ping'er, you forced me to do this. To put a perfect end to this matter, I was already planning to marry your daughter, whom I had never met. But why did you do this?"
"There's no House of Cord, is there? You're the only one who can capture Brownsea Island, Varyan Cord!
If the Cod family still existed, they would definitely marry me to a Cod family member after I killed my wife and children, regardless of whether the woman's bloodline was real or fake."
Xi Ping'er seemed to have figured something out and stood up suddenly. There was no more humility on his face, only anger.
“A true nobleman would not reject a dog as loyal as me. No matter how despicable and cruel I may be, I will always be the best hound in the darkness. It would be beneath the honor of a nobleman. The things buried underground need me to do.
Varyan Code, you lied to me, or rather, you even made up the identity of the Code family."
Green fighting spirit emanated from Xi Ping'er. Without the blessing of "bloodline", the man who he had once felt was as humble as the ground was now nothing more than that in his eyes.
The three bronze warriors faced the silver warrior without any panic. Varean shrugged and said, "So what?"
"ah!"
Xiping'er went completely crazy and rushed forward screaming.
"scare…"
The Wind's Calling rune in Varyan's hand flashed, and a stream of emerald green fighting spirit slashed out, splitting the rushing Xiping'er into two.
The forced use of a high-level magic weapon completely drained all the fighting spirit from Varean's body. He sheathed his sword feebly, and said to the two people who had been watching the show with a pale face:
"His Majesty will be arriving in about three days. Before then, we must resolve all the troubles on the island."
After saying that, Varyan tied a written letter to the leg of a second-level raven. This raven had a white feather on its head. It was the only raven in the raven group that reached the second level after eating a large amount of magical beast bone marrow.
"Zhu Yu, please."
Zhu Yu called out to Varyan, spread his wings, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the sky.
"Wodeck, next we need to train and recruit the 300 men. With this great harvest and the armor left by Tone Soutine, we can soon armour them all."
"Congratulations, Commander Wodek, you are considered a big shot in Faox."
Carmenla, wrapped in a helmet, joked that after spending so much time together, he had become familiar with Wodek and the others.
"By the way, can we change the name of the army? The Silver Deer Legion or something like that is too uninspiring." Wodek began to complain about the news Xia Lan sent in the letter.
"It's already a great honor for you to be able to call a legion with just over 300 people. When His Majesty comes, you can tell him in person. But with his temper, he won't change."
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