"Eric, take our good butler of Blackstone Castle into the dungeon." Carrick's eyes were full of contempt and he gave a cold order.

Eric was so angry that he was itchy. Blackstone Castle finally had a good life, but he was almost ruined by such an old guy. Without saying a word, he kicked Lean to the ground, grabbed his neck and picked it up, and dragged it out like a dead dog.

The atmosphere in the living room was not much relaxed. Leon was just a small chess piece. The Duke of Ceylon who was concealing all this behind the scenes was the biggest disaster. He was the great lord of Deep Water City and the governor of the Southern Front. He had dozens of small lords of all sizes under his command, and could easily assemble thousands of knights.

What's more, the Duke of Ceylon himself was also the First Knights in the South - the Blade of the Holy Spirit.

As for the Black Stone Corps, the main cavalry force taken away by Riya is likely to have been wiped out. The existing troops are only more than 30 castle guards, and even if there are no combat power, there are less than 200 people.

The greedy jackal will not give up its prey easily. The Black Stone Collar, targeted by the Duke of Ceylon, just escaped this disaster by chance. In the days to come, there will be a big storm.

Carrick understood this truth, and Alice also understood this truth.

"Alice." Carrick frowned tightly and rubbed his hands anxiously: "I think our Black Stone Collar is in big trouble this time. Although I don't know what purpose the Duke of Ceylon would treat the loyal lord so ruthlessly. But I don't think he will give up easily. You know, our Black Stone Collar is too weak."

"We are becoming stronger." Although Alice was also worried, she had the favor of a god and her companion who controlled the power of a god, but her eyes were full of confidence: "The wise and great god is on our side. We are not the fish on the chopping board, let him control it. Since he chose to betray the covenant, why should we still be loyal to him?"

It is not new for the local lords to cause trouble for various reasons or to attack each other. And Alice has no friendship with the noble Duke of Ceylon.

In the decree of the gods, the Duke of Ceylon is the despicable man with a crown and a brocade dress, and a high throne, and is a minion instigated by the devil, intending to destroy everything she cherishes.

It is her, Linda, and Elena's responsibility to eliminate evil. Since the devil has revealed his fangs, there is no need to hesitate to make any choice.

Alice stood up slowly, her eyes filled with anger: "Since he wants to destroy us, what else can we hesitate about? We will rise up and fight until the evil is destroyed."

The meaning of this sentence is equivalent to breaking and declaring war!

"I understand that this is the most difficult road. We are fragile eggs, and the other party is a hard rock." Alice clenched her fist: "But I am not afraid, because I am the darling of the gods, and I am the gods who cut off evil blades. I will never choose to retreat, nor will I choose to compromise!"

"Then..." Carrick, who is closely related to the fate of the Black Stone Colonel, also understood that this was the most helpless and difficult path. Even if everything was sacrificed, he must follow him firmly: "This year's autumn harvest tax..."

"He can't even think of a hair or a grain of rice!" Alice was full of confidence, but she was not arrogant: "Procrastinate, find a way to delay. It will continue until the beginning of winter. Once it snows heavily, we will have at least two months to prepare for the war."

"I understand." Carrick nodded softly: "I think the Duke likes to play with conspiracies so much is to worry about the feelings of other lords. Unless he has no choice, he will never tear his face and openly attack the Black Stone Corps. This is exactly what we can use."

"Uncle Carrick, you can arrange it. Also, it's better to contact Mr. Mason. We need to recruit more than once."

"clear!"

After Carrick left in a hurry, Alice slowly walked to Linda and Elena, holding their hands: "I swear, I will definitely not disappoint the gods."

Linda held her hand tightly and looked firm: "Alice, I will fight with you until the last moment."

"Elena." Alice's eyes fell on Elena: "Maybe as you said, some nobles are not worthy of living in this world. From now on, your hatred is my hatred. All those who have bullied and oppressed you, whether they are nobles in Deep Water City or serfsmen in Daotan Town, I swear that they will pay their blood debts."

Although they have been together for a short time and their friendship is not deep enough, the common beliefs make them full of trust, not to mention that they now have a common goal.

Elena took a deep breath: "Alice, thank you. I will also use all my strength to seek justice for God, for me, for you, for Linda, for the Black Stone Corps, and for those who are seriously sinful, and receive the punishment they deserve."

"Thank you!" Alice opened her arms and hugged them, and they also opened their arms and responded to her.

"Now, we have made a combat plan. The three of us will live and die together, advance and retreat together!"

"Live and die together, advance and retreat together!"

...

The red sun sets westward, and the loess is flying. The wind roars like ghosts, passing through the desolate and lonely Black Stone Canyon. A double-driving caravan, the groom was wrapped in a cloak, with only a pair of eyes exposed, waving a horse whip, slowly passing through the canyon from west to east.

"Remember! Guys, our purpose is to set fire and cook food. The cleaner the better!" In the caravan, there were seven or eight black shadows, among which the strong man with a bearded face holding a short-handed axe, his voice was low: "When the fire ignited, everyone rushed to the battlements with me, put down the ropes, don't fight, leave here immediately. Then return to the Deep Water City, get the reward of his other half, and start our new life."

"Herta, you look too nervous. Haha..." A thin guy with a slim body, with a messy and short hair in a slutty and close eyes, looking sarcastic: "White grows so big. Don't forget that the butler of the broken castle has been bribed long ago. What danger will be there?"

The bearded Heta sneered: "Gray Squirrel, do you know where I came from? Desert - there is a saying in our place, the guide should remember at least two oasis in the desert. Because you will never know whether one of them will disappear. The bribed housekeeper? Hehe - What if he is discovered? Remember, you are the ones who are hiding in the bucket. Then, there is no need to say what the outcome will happen?"

The expression of the squirrel really changed, and his expression was a little surprised and suspicious.

"Silly guy." There was a lazy voice in the corner. A guy wearing a linen hooded cloak sat up and wiped the hook in his hand: "Only you three short-sighted guys who don't have the ability to do this will choose to hide in the bucket and hand their lives to others. Remember, a qualified assassin can only control his fate."

"Butler Lubos, it's not as simple as you think, is it?" Grey Squirrel laughed calmly: "A broken castle guarded by a teenager can scare her courage."

"It's not as simple as you imagined." The guy holding the gripper sneered: "That's why I made preparations and hired a few of us. Even if you are trapped in a bucket, we can easily climb the battlements with this. This is the real ability!"
Chapter completed!