Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1048: She Was the Only One Who Could Not Afford to Lose

"What a pity. The Ice Soul Cold Crystal is a rare Origin Crystal comparable to a lightning stone. It is the only material used to create the Freezing Point Storm." The man with brown hair said. He was still busy tearing off the drumstick of a roasted chicken, so he directly sent it to his mouth to chew. Instantly, the honey and juice in the roasted chicken was stained with his beard.

Marquis Pierre shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is nothing we can do about it. The geology there is too fragile to withstand excavation, so we can only give up." He lowered his head and concentrated on the plate of roasted lamb chops in front of him.

A man sit on that left of the owner of the castle whisper, "I wonder if you've heard that something interesting has happened in Mosaiore." He also had a head of black hair, but his face was as pale as a corpse in a tomb. He wore a black robe and looked like a vampire that had emerged from the tomb.

The fat marquis, who was gnawing on the lamb chop, said vaguely, "Isn't the Earl of Tiger Shark Harbor, Zhe Ge, in the hands of a Southern viscount? A trivial matter, you care so much? I say, Marquis Sean, you haven't been in Fort Dark Radiance for too long, have you?"

A series of low laughter immediately sounded from the dining table.

A faint blush appeared on Marquis Sean's pale face. He sneered and said, "I think your Fatty eats too much meat. There is only fat here but not brains, right?" He nodded his head forcefully and continued, "That is no small matter. Since the establishment of the empire, there has been a clear provision in the Constitution that no knight of the empire shall die under any conspiracy." Although there were a lot of things like this in secret, on the surface, he still had to do enough to cover it up. For example, this time, Eric's plan to kill a viscount of the Southern Region in Mosaio was spread throughout the capital. I have also heard that His Majesty has also heard of this matter and ordered an investigation to the end. "

"If true, the position of Lord of Tiger Shark Harbor will remain vacant. Eric's title will be abolished, which means that his descendants will not be able to inherit the title and territory." Sean paused for a moment before he chuckled, "That's an important port. You don't need to know how much benefit a seaside port can bring, right?" If my guess is correct, the Tiger Shark Harbor has already exploded. After all, it was a fatal blow to the Earl's family to prove what Eric had done.

At this moment, the butler walked in and whispered to the owner of the castle, "Master, he's here."

The owner of the castle nodded and stood up. He bowed to the people at the table and said, "Sorry, I have some personal matters to attend to. Excuse me."

Leaving the restaurant, they arrived at the only circular terrace left in the castle. Upon entering the balcony, the owner of the castle saw a figure. The man with his back facing him was supporting the stone railing on the balcony, and the wind gently lifted his slender silver hair. The silver-haired man wore a black cloak that looked dusty. He did not look back, but sighed, "You really did come back here."

The owner of the castle walked to the side and said, "We fought here, remember?" josei

"Of course I remember. At that time, you took my sword. It was given to me by your father."

"But how do I remember that you were the one who asked for it from my father?"

The man finally turned his head, and a handsome, almost perfect profile appeared in the eyes of the owner of the castle. The corner of his mouth pulled up, then gradually flattened out, and said, "How is she?"

"Not good." The owner of the castle shook his head. "Ordinary medicine can only delay the illness, but it can't cure it."

"How much time do you have left?"

"More than three years, less than... less than a year."

The wind blew past the two newly planted poplars on the balcony, and the branches shook with a rustling sound. Like a tree whispering, he counted his sadness.

The silver-haired man took a deep breath and said, "No wonder you can't hold back any longer."

"After all, time is limited."

"Maybe I should have taken her away back then, so she wouldn't be like this." The silver-haired man said coldly, "I remember that afternoon when you swore you would protect her. But now, look what she's like! It's all your fault!"

"Could it be that she will be happy if she leaves with you?" The owner of the castle said angrily, "You've been wandering around all your life and you don't have a place to stay. What she wants is a stable home!"

"Stable?" The silver-haired man took a few steps back and said angrily, "Since when have you been safe for the past twenty years? Because of you, she has to rack her brains every day to help you get through this difficult period. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been exhausted and contracted a serious illness!"

The owner of the castle seemed to want to refute, but the anger on his face gradually faded away. He smiled bitterly helplessly, "Why are we still fighting over this now? It was good or bad in the past. Neither you nor I can change it. The only thing I can do now is to save her."

The silver-haired man also fell silent and nodded, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course. But there's another thing I need your help with."

"Speak."

"I want you to deal with someone." The owner of the castle leaned on the fence and looked south. "Have you heard about Mosaio?"

"I've heard about it. Why do you want me to deal with the viscount from the south?" The silver-haired man frowned, "Do you need to treat a little viscount like this with your power and status? Even if his appearance will slightly change the situation of the Second Prince, it will not shake your plan, right?"

The owner of the castle laughed coldly, "How can a mere Julian bother me? I'm worried about his teacher, our Prime Minister." His Majesty has recently repeated Naboo's proposal, and you know that Julian has always been supportive of his teacher. Right now, their faction didn't lack anything, only enough experts to suppress the battlefield. As soon as the viscount arrived, he would make up for their shortcomings, and it would be even harder to deal with them at that time. "You must not underestimate that viscount. You can kill an Earl of Strength at such a young age. You and I are still fighting for a girl at our age, aren't we?"

"A chess piece, no matter how inconspicuous it is, if it can be squeezed onto the chessboard, it will have an impact on the chess game! Therefore, I have to kick him away before he enters the game, so as to avoid unpredictable consequences."

The silver-haired man shook his head. "That's why I don't like your life. You always have so many calculations. Alright, I promise you, that person won't be able to live the old Great Wall."

"Thank you."

"No, I didn't do this for you."

"I know."

The silver-haired man added, "I heard that you recently attacked the Boleyn family?"

"Fall short of success at the last stage."

"Do you think you have too few enemies? Or have you forgotten that the Bolin Clan has two Ten Saint experts?"

The owner of the castle smiled and said, "It's just two worn-out Top Ten Saints."

"Even so, Saram of Absolute Flame and Stam of Darkness will give you a headache if they track you down, right?"

"Of course, that's why I dragged that female scorpion into the water." The owner of the castle smiled and said, "So you really care about me."

"Bullshit, I don't care if you die or not. I'm just worried that you'll make too many enemies and make her work hard in the end. If that's the case, I'll definitely kill you first!"

The owner of the castle raised his hand and said, "I promise you that no matter what the price is, I will save her."

The silver-haired man snorted and paused for a moment before saying, "This is the only thing I believe in you …"

"Are you going to see her?"

"No, meeting her will only add to her worries. I'm leaving." With that, he disappeared from the balcony.

The owner of the castle looked at the window of a room on the right and sighed, "You are also an idiot. Since you have come, she will not be happy if she sees or disappears."

"But don't worry, I will definitely save her. Even if I sacrifice everything, even if I want to drag the people of this country to hell, I will not hesitate." The owner of the castle murmured, "I can let everyone down, including you. But only she, I can't let you down!"

After a week in Mosaiore, the caravan set off again. This time, because of Eric, he stayed three to four days longer than expected. After a few days, Alan recovered from his injuries. Now that he had recovered eighty percent of his Origin Energy, there was no need for him to stay in Mosaio. In the past few days, the matter of Eric had been fermented as quickly as Alan had thought, and the Registrar, Graham, had come to visit him one after another with relevant information.

One of the things that satisfied Alan the most was that Tangerio Great Emperor had already ordered a thorough investigation. This was the first time he had entered His Majesty's line of sight. It could also be considered a small stone thrown into the circle of the Northern Capital. It could be considered a small gain for him to reach the 10th or 12th goal of going up north.

Of course, Ellen did not intend to let this matter go, and what he said to Arkham was not all spectacle. After a secret visit from a confidant of the Second Prince, Edward sent a smart and capable Dark Blade member to Tiger Shark Harbor the next day. Julian has sent men to meet him at Tiger Shark Harbor to cooperate with Allen's men in pursuing evidence of Eric's collusion with Arkham to impeach the military. Deep down, it was even more so with the First Prince and even Marshal Roderick.

The second prince's trusted aides also brought a message from Julian. His Highness the prince hoped that Allen and his party would arrive in the northern capital as soon as possible. It was all because news of the Great Emperor's arrival gradually spread. It seemed that Tangerio was already preparing to announce the Crown Prince's exam contents shortly. Currently, Julian lacked a strong warrior who could take action. Alan had just killed Eric by the saber, so he was naturally the best candidate in His Highness' mind.

When Alan saw that his injuries were almost healed, he left. It was a sunny day, and the caravan left Mosaio under the farewell of Clerk Graham and some city officials. They walked along the highway and saw the Oselina River and the Golden Bridge Strana at noon!