"Mom...Mom..."

In the streets and alleys where the fire was burning, a little girl squatted on the ground, holding a doll in her hands and cried constantly, but the chaotic and noisy crying sounds around her made the little girl's voice look so pale and powerless.[

Querofi no longer has the prosperity and peace of the past. One afternoon, a fire suddenly flooded every street and alley in Querofi. Countless strange and vicious thugs were holding sharp blades and slashing out and slashing every innocent people they saw. Blood instantly dyed the streets red. People in panic and frightened were suddenly chaotic and crowded into a group to escape. Many weak women and children who knocked down fell to the ground and were trampled to death.

When the Guard Office of Querofi was informed that it was about to dispatch the guards to calm the situation, a group of mysterious and powerful men in black suddenly broke in. The members of the Guard Office who were caught off guard fell into a pool of blood without even resisting. This situation happened almost at every administrative site of Querofi.

The Guard Hall was paralyzed, the Council Hall was paralyzed, and the patrol guards were paralyzed... Querofi, who had lost control of order, was trapped in the fire like a doomsday, gradually became fragmented.

"Is this what they call action?"

At a corner of the city wall of Querofi, Serra looked at the miserable scene of Querofi and said with a pale face.

"That's right, and this is just the beginning." Niniluo, who was standing beside her, replied calmly with her hands in her face.

"Do they want to lure Viscount Morroen to dispatch the garrison of Via Castle through Querofi's chaos?" Selala bit her lip, as if she had not been able to accept the methods of her ancestors' public opinion for a while.

"You are so smart. Enoke is indeed planning this way." Ninilu nodded as if he was admiring: "The current tight barriers of Via Castle are simply unmatched. If the garrison of the powerful castle cannot be reduced, otherwise Enoke and the others would not have tried to solve Viscount Morron."

"It's just that Viscount Morrown's cunning may not be difficult to see through their plans. Will he be fooled?" Serra said softly.

"Do you think he will let go of the miserable scene in Querofi in front of him?" Ninilu pointed at the flames and asked back the chaotic streets of Querofi.

"It's hard. If Querofi is destroyed by this, Viscount Morroen will become the laughing stock of the entire Sissinian aristocratic circle! Even his reputation among the civilians will fall to the bottom." Selala shook her head and murmured.

Niniluo patted her palm and said with a smile on her face: "That's right! Inoke and the others are interested in Viscount Moroen's identity as a nobleman. If he were an ordinary person, he might not have taken into account the life and death of these civilians. Unfortunately, he is not, responsibility, reputation, ambition, and these will become the burden he bears now!"

"The conspiracy is dangerous and open-minded, Viscount Morrown may be in the trouble of a difficult choice," said Serrara.

"That's why we stand here safely, waiting for his decision." Niniluo snorted softly.

"If Viscount Morroen chooses to send troops to suppress, should we stay in Querofi or go to Via Castle?" asked Serrara.

"Here." Ninilu pointed at her feet and said.

"They really don't trust you." Serrara sighed.

"After all, I am a little confused with your man, and no one will trust you." Niniluo said, reaching out and gently stroked Serra's delicate and fair cheeks and smiled.

"I just don't know what the situation is now?" Selala shook her head, as if she was enjoying the warm caress of Niniluo's tenderness.

"Don't worry. That man will definitely appear at the right time." Niniluo smiled faintly. "You must believe my sister, I look at the man."

"I heard from my sister that you only had a brief understanding and cooperation with Your Excellency Xialan, but why did you trust Your Excellency Xialan so much?" Serrara said curiously and puzzled.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Niniluo said naughtyly with her eyes blinking.

"I want to hear the truth and lies." Selala said with her little head down.

"The truth is nothing more than I want to repay his favor. As for lies... I think it's my sister Chunxin Meng who fell in love with this man." Ninilu reached out and hooked Serra's chin and said, "You won't be jealous if you say this."

"Sister, you know that the relationship between Your Excellency Xia Lan and me is purely a deal." Selala looked at Niniluo's teasing eyes and said seriously. "I know very well that neither Miss Winnie nor His Highness Pandillia are different from me. After the transaction is over, he will definitely leave everyone behind and choose to leave alone."

"So you plan to join your sister after the matter is over?" Nini said with a smile on her eyebrows.

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Ninilu saw through her thoughts early in the morning, and Selala simply admitted. "Now Sissinia is not something I can survive in this chaotic world, but I naturally have to find a way out for the future."

"However, with my sister's beauty, I'm afraid it's not difficult to have a comfortable and wealthy life. Why bother to find my sister to live a wandering and adventure life in the future?" Nini said.

"Because I don't want to be a vassal of men!" Serra said firmly. "I believe that even as a woman, she can support her own sky like her sister."

"Good words!" Niniluo patted Serra's small shoulder and praised her face: "Although my sister's mercenary group is not famous, she can ask herself that her strength is not inferior to any large mercenary group with a name. It's just that my sister has a think tank to help her provide advice, and I believe you can definitely be competent for this responsibility!"

"Thank you for taking in my sister!" Serra said with a grateful look.

"We will be a family in the future, so don't be so polite to speak." Niniluo smiled unrestrainedly: "After the matter of Viscount Moroen is over, I will have no relationship with my ancestors' discussions. There is no way that the world cannot be allowed to break through!"

"Are you going to leave Sisinia too?" After the thoughts were resolved, Serra's expression gradually became relaxed.

"That's right! Because my sister has already planned everything, in the future we are going to Esdaq Trade City, cross the Summer Wind Strait to the center of Elderland! That is where our adventure future is!" Niniluo said with great enthusiasm.

"Is Esdaq Trade City? I didn't expect that everyone was involved in the end." After hearing Niniluo's words, Selara was stunned and said to herself.

"Selala, what are you talking about?" Ninilu turned her head and looked at her.

"It's nothing, but I heard that Your Excellency Xialan will also go to Esdaq Trading City in the future..." Serrara said truthfully.

"Haha! I didn't expect that I was really destined to be with that little man, and the future is really worth looking forward to." Niniluo said with a smile.

"Does my sister really like Lord Xia Lan?" Serra couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Niniluo began to tease again.

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Via Castle.

Standing at the highest top of the castle and facing the cold wind, Viscount Morroen looked at Querofi with a gloomy and solemn look in the direction of Querofi in the distance, where the fires and smoke surged into the sky.

"Sir Viscount, it's time to make a decision!"

Behind Viscount Morrown, even though it was early spring and the temperature rose, Segreg was still wrapped in a thick coat, covered his mouth and coughed gently for several times, and he finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Eckhart! Lead the Guards."

After a long time, Viscount Morrown said, gritting his teeth and feeling like he was full of unwillingness and resentment.

"Subordinates obey the order."

Standing not far away, Ekhat responded indifferently and turned around and left.

"Master Viscount, does the garrison of Via Castle need to be re-arranged?" As Eckhart left, Segreg sighed lightly.

"Eckhart will handle this before dispatching the Guards to leave Via Castle." Viscount Morrown said expressionlessly.

"Master Viscount..." Segreg was about to say something, but Viscount Moroen waved his hand and kept silent. He looked at the heavily guarded sergeant under the castle, with a gloomy expression. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

The ancestors' crazy ways of acting were obviously beyond their expectations. Who would have thought that they would start the murder of Viscount Moroen with such a harsh method, and that Querofi, who had been built so prosperous and rich for many years, was completely destroyed in just one day.

Could it be that Viscount Moroen could only watch the foundation he had worked hard to destroy? Can't he see the conspiracy against him by his ancestors? So what if he is angry or unwilling? In the end, he still has to step into the trap set by the other party?

"Segreg! Can you know what I feel right now?"

He suddenly spoke.

"Master Viscount... Please calm down and be sure not to be confused." Segreg sighed.

"I am very calm now! Those who are so calm that their ancestors can't wait to kill them now." Viscount Morrown said indifferently. "Do they think Eckhart and the Guards can easily take my life if they leave Via Castle? I want to see how they died in despair one by one!"

Segreg's eyes lit up and he said, "Has Lord Viscount been prepared?"

"Preparation? I have always prepared, but this preparation was not expected to be used today."

After Viscount Morrowen finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stairs.

"Segreg, order everyone to never enter the conference hall without orders! Even if there is no big noise inside."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Although Viscount Morrown's order was really strange, Segreg did not violate the slightest.

What kind of backup plan did Lord Viscount prepare?
Chapter completed!