Via Castle, martial arts venue.

Viscount Moroen, dressed in military uniform, stood upright with his waist. He held a black horn bow in his hand, his shoulders relaxed and naturally drooped. His eyes were focused on the red target fifty steps away in the distance. The tight bowstring suddenly loosened, and a black arrow made a scream in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in the center of the red target.

After touching the empty quiver, Viscount Morrown slowly lowered the corner bow, and the servants serving behind him immediately came up. One took the corner bow and the other handed a warm towel. They knew Viscount Morrown's habit of archery were already familiar with all this.

Viscount Moroen is over 40 years old this year, and now he is the golden age of a man. His solemn and cold face always has an indescribable mature charm. His body is very healthy. This is because of his years of exercise. He can be excellent in swordsmanship, equestrianism, and bowing. As a person who has personally killed countless enemies, his strength is not the flower-like posture of an ordinary noble, but the ability of real materials!

Unfortunately, due to physical qualifications, Viscount Moroen finally stayed at the middle level.

However, he is a nobleman, not a warrior!

So what if you are not strong? The nobles' power is enough to make him despise all this.

After wiping the sweat on his cheeks and throwing the cooled towel to the servants, Viscount Morrown's gaze turned to Besaro who had been waiting in the distance for a long time.

He slowly walked to the side of Besaro, who was standing with his hands down, nodded and said lightly: "Let's have breakfast with me first, and I'll talk about it later if you have something to do."

As he said that, he went straight away. Besaro followed respectfully, without saying a word.

Besarro knew Viscount Moroen's character very well. The most important thing was that his will was absolutely not to be violated! Even if you have any urgent matters, it depends on when he would like to listen!

"Berzaro, I already know what you want to say."

After the long breakfast time, Viscount Morrown drank a sip of hot tea and said calmly.

"Sir, do you know?" When Viscount Moroen said, Bosarro was a little surprised.

"Yes, the news was only slightly earlier than you." Viscount Morrown said.

Berzaro nodded. He knew that Viscount Moroen had an independent and mysterious intelligence department, and many secrets could not be hidden from their eyes.

"Master Viscount, have you known who is behind this incident?"

"Yes. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Drank Xialan who caused this matter!" Viscount Morrown said indifferently.

"It's really that guy?" Baisaro said with a calm expression.

"So you have doubts about him, too." Viscount Morrown said.

"Yes, except for the public discussion of our ancestors who pose the greatest threat to us, the one with the greatest doubts is Drank Xialan." Berzaro said in a deep voice.

"Your guess is right." Viscount Moroen whispered: "The people who were agreed by Querofi's ancestors had already cleaned up in the last plan. Even if they knew Pandelia's identity and location, they were not able to trigger this matter. The only possibility fell on the unexpected Drank Xialan!"

"Damn guy!" Bessaro said angrily: "What exactly does he want to do?! Isn't he clear about the consequences of this incident?"

"Of course he knows it, but what he knows more is that if he doesn't do this, he will definitely die!" Viscount Moroen said. "Hehe, this should be his follow-up method to fight us, forcing us to compromise, otherwise we will only suffer both losses!"

"What? Can we really only compromise with such people?" Baisaro said with his eyes on fire.

"He has seized our lifeline. If we are unwilling to compromise, all the plans we have arranged over the years will be done!" Viscount Morrown said with a deep face.

"I'm not willing!" Baisaro said with a clenched fist.

"Calm down!" Viscount Morrown snorted coldly: "There is not much time left for us. What we need to consider most now is countermeasures!"

"We cannot stop the spread of rumors at all. The spread of rumors will only cause even more exaggerated consequences. The ancestors who hear the news will definitely make a big move, and the noble lords around us who are eyeing us will not miss this opportunity to take advantage of the situation!" Baisaro calmed down and said: "If we cooperate with them, we can at least quickly occupy the title of righteousness. Anyone who is enemies of the Sissinian people! The people are in their hearts. As long as the people are in their hearts, our strength can be expanded again, and even weakened all viscounts, your enemies! Although we are unwilling to give up, compromise and cooperation is at least our only way to survive now! If we don't want to be the target of public criticism..."

"Haha... Drank Xialan is not a simple person. Working with him is no less than fucking a fox!" Viscount Moroen tapped the dining table and said, "It's a pity that no matter whether I overestimate or underestimate his abilities, he can't escape my palm in the end!"

"Sir, have you thought of a way to deal with him?" Baisaro's eyes lit up.

"That's right! The public convention of ancestors who asked about the message is probably coming." Morron whispered.

"Sir! Do you want to kill someone with a knife?" Baisaro said with a clever mind.

"I just don't know if this knife is sharp enough!" Viscount Morrown's eyes flashed with a cold light.

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Salland Manor.

Without the care of the housekeeper, the huge manor seemed extremely deserted and empty, and the furniture in the room was stained with a light layer of dust. A noble lady like Serrara and Pandillia didn't have to rely on their ability to clean. The only thing Xia Lan could do was to solve their food and clothing. Fortunately, there was a lot of food and water hidden in the kitchen cellar of the manor, and even the wood for burning fire accumulated into a hill. Otherwise, Xia Lan might really have to consider taking two burdens to hunt food in the Celora Mountains.

Pandilia's sword injury has recovered most of the time during this period. After all, Xia Lan avoided important and fatal positions when stabbing her. Although the large loss of blood caused physical weakness, at least there was no problem of serious life.

If you want to deceive them, you will naturally be willing to take action!

He was concerned about Pandelia's life and death, but Viscount Moroen was even more concerned!

Because he deeply understood the significance of Pandelia to Viscount Morrown, especially in the original history he was familiar with, he knew the characteristics of Viscount Morrown's character. If Pandelia died, Viscount Morrown's ambition to ascend to the position of Grand Duke of Sissinia would turn into bubbles and shatter.

In terms of his deep power background, he is not as good as the Marquis of Edmund, in terms of his war command ability, he is not as good as the Valkyrie Salist, in terms of people's expectations, he is not as good as the genuine princess of Sissinia, Pandillia, and with the power of the Glory Temple alone, he is impossible to defeat all opponents and ascend to the throne of the Grand Duke!

Therefore, only by holding Pandelia in his hand and grasping the hearts of the Sissinian people can he have the ability to further plot against the Grand Duke of Sissinian!

During the days when the loss of external contacts led to the closure, Xia Lan and the other two may not know the impact their plans had on Querofi, but Xia Lan had a premonition that Viscount Morroen's men would come to the door again soon.

He believed that once the plan was successful, Viscount Morrown had no other way than to compromise and cooperate with them! Unless they wanted a fateful ending!

When talking about this, Serra, who was talking about this with Xia Lan, suddenly had a different view.

"His Excellency Xialan, I doubt Viscount Morrowen will never compromise easily, even if they cooperate with us, they will inevitably have the means to deal with us."

"I know, this is a weakness that we cannot change." Xia Lan said calmly on the sofa by the fireplace.

"Can we just sit and wait for death? This is not your style!" Selala said with a frown.

"So what can you do to solve this problem?" Xia Lan said expressionlessly.

"No." Serrara simply said.

"No?" Xia Lan sneered.

"Prevent problems before they happen. At least we can prevent sudden dangers in advance through analysis and investigation of clues!" said Serrara.

"What can you investigate and analyze in the face of such a place that has cut off external contact?" Xia Lan sneered.

"I have some clues." Selala said proudly.

"Let me tell me." Xia Lan said.

"After the matter of His Highness Pandillia, I believe Viscount Moroen will not take the risk to you again, but his failure to take action does not mean that others will not." Serrara explained slowly.

"Continue." Xia Lan said.

"As far as I know, His Highness Pandelia's enemy is a mysterious and strong ancestor's convention. Even Viscount Moroen, who is supported by the power of the Radiant Church, has to retreat to them, otherwise it would not have hidden Pandelia's identity secret for more than ten years! Once our plan is successful, the first enemy to pounce on it must be the ancestor's convention. The original main enemy, Viscount Moroen, will be completely out of the matter. Do you think he will choose to rescue us at that time?" Serra said with a serious expression: "Viscount Moroen will never. He will only lurk in the secret. Until you die, they will immediately solve everything. At that time, after Pandelia falls into their hands, their plan will return to the right track and will also let your unexpected factor disappear. How can you not let them expect such a killing of two birds with one stone?"

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone?" Xia Lan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"This is just an immature conjecture for me." Serrara said.

"Your guess makes sense." Xia Lan said.

"Thank you for your praise." Selala's lips curled up with a smile, "Maybe the first person to come is already on the way."

"Is that so? This is something I have been waiting for for a long time." Xia Lan said, with a meaningful light flashing in her eyes.

Kill someone by borrowing a knife—
Chapter completed!