Duke of Grief

"Master, I brought His Excellency Grush."

Standing in front of the door, Asher lightly knocked on the door, and Glush swept his eyes left and right.

It doesn’t look like it’s a place to meet guests. The poor lighting makes the surroundings look dark. This is the third floor of the inner circle of the castle, which is the highest level of the castle. Most of the buildings on the Eagle Plateau They are relatively low, even the castle of the noble lord.

The stone and brick room at the foot seems to be mixed with a little mud, and it doesn't look like a place to receive guests.

Grush could not understand what the lord here was thinking-if the person in this room in front of him was really Lord Mara!

"Your Excellency?" A hoarse voice came from the room, "Please come in!"

Asher twisted the door handle of the room and turned sideways, signaling Grush to enter the room, but he didn't look like he was going in.

The paladin glanced at him, holding the principle of justice, and stepped into the room.

The door behind him quietly closed, and Glush did not care. What appeared before him was indeed not a reception room, but a bedroom.

A large bed was placed in the middle of the room. A child was placed on the cotton wool sheets by his father. A soft goose down quilt was covered on his body. A frame supported the curtain. The beautiful woven knots hung from the four corners at a glance. Go, you can know that the fabrics used are expensive.

The curtain was hung on all three sides, so after entering the room, Glush could see the scene and the children lying on the bed.

A thin and handsome middle-aged man sat on a sand chair beside the bed with tired eyes, but he was observing the paladin with his own eyes.

After seeing Grush come in, the middle-aged man put his right leg down and stood up.

He took a deep breath and smiled and said, "You are His Excellency Grush?"

The middle-aged man pressed his head with his right hand and bowed slightly to Grush. This is a ceremonial special for the nobles and monks of the Eagle Eagle Plateau.

Grouch pursed his mouth, tapped his chest with his right hand, and gave him a salute.

This middle-aged man should be the current owner of the Raven family, Sir Marr Raven.

After saluting each other, Sir Lavin lowered his hand and turned to look at the child who was sleeping in bed and asked, "Your Excellency Grush, forgive me, if I am right, you will I came to visit the Lavin family to solve this problem?"

"Yes." The paladin did not deny that he chose to be honest.

Although he still does not know whether there is a problem with the noble lord in front of him, judging from the performance of the previous deacon, if there is no problem in it, it is impossible. The problem is that he does not know the lord-even that Deacon-What exactly did you know and how much did you know.

Grush did not know what consequences he would directly admit, but he would not deny it because he was timid, because the problem had to be solved. If he wanted to circumvent the problem, he would not come here.

"is it……"

Sir LaVine sighed: "In fact, several masters have visited LaVine before, but in the end..."

Looking up at Glush, Sir Lavin asked, "Your Excellency, even if you know that this'illness' cannot be cured, do you want to continue?"

"I knew it before I came to visit." Grush's voice was low, but his tone was very firm. "Sir Lavin, I will regret it only after I have done it. If I don't do it, I regret it even." Have no chance. Although the chance is slim, it is not without."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Sir Lavin raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, you have something, right?" Sir Lavin suppressed his inner excitement, but the Paladin could also see that his gaze would occasionally glance at the child lying on the bed.

Grussian said, "So, I intend to borrow Sir Lavin's library in your house for use. I suspect that this'illness' is related to the Arcane Empire."

"Arcane Empire?!"

After Grush uttered the phrase, Sir Lavin's eyes clearly flashed with disgust.

As a nobleman who grew up on the Eagle Plateau, Sir Raven's aversion to the Arcane Empire was cultivated step by step by his elders.

Their education from small to large makes Sir Lavin completely disgusted with the Arcane Empire. Even if more than 800 years have passed, the civilians have basically no impression of the Arcane Empire, and some people have even forgotten what this phrase represents. What it means, but as a nobleman, Sir Raven's aversion to the Arcane Empire is not something outsiders like Grush can imagine.

Nobles have a complete heritage of knowledge, and as long as the previous generation did not die, then these nobles will be instilled with a lot of ‘aristocratic’ knowledge and ideas by their elders.

In this era, only aristocrats are qualified and have the opportunity to have inheritance!

"How do you say this?" Sir Lavin asked frowning.

After arranging his thoughts, Grush took a deep breath and explained: "Sir Lavin, I don’t know if you know. Even today, more than 800 years later, there are some objects in the remains of some Arcane empire. It can still work. Such objects are generally hidden in more hidden ruins or in extremely dangerous ruins. After all, the operation of these objects requires magic. If those things can still work, it means that the remains are still there. Can run, there is still magic circulation."

"Your Excellency Grush, do you mean that Mara hadn't had any problems for hundreds of years before, and this kind of thing happened suddenly now, because the remains of the Arcane Empire were activated?"

Sir Lavin's tone was not good, he sneered: "If this is the case, can the remains of the Arcane Empire start itself? Not to mention, there are no remains of the Arcane Empire near Mara!"

The paladin was stunned, he didn't know why Sir Lavin's tone suddenly became unhealthy, and his expression became fierce...

"Sir Grush!" Sir Lavin reminded coldly, "Although I hate the Arcane Empire, but I want to remind you here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Maybe you are not clear, but the first one is sick The patient is not sick near Mara. He is a herdsman. He left Mara with his relatives to graze. On the way to Mara, he was ill, but Mara began 6 before he returned. Someone is sick! Although not sick at the same time, the time before and after the illness shows that there are no remains of the Arcane Empire near Mara, and this is not the influence of the Arcane Empire!"

Grush didn't know why Sir Raven suddenly became so excited. He was not a man who grew up on the Eagle Plateau or a nobleman in the Principality of the Eagle, so he didn't know much about what was born in it...

He recalled his previous words carefully, frowning. Was it because the phrase ‘there is a relic of Arcane Empire near Mara’ that made him unhappy?

"Sir Lavin--"

After carefully pondering his words and confirming that he would never say the wrong thing again, he said to the thin aristocrat in front of him, "At the moment, I am only doubting. This is just one possibility. Another town came out. I came to Mara after ten days, but before that, I didn’t have this disease in other towns. So, I was so skeptical."

"Although it is only doubt, I don't want to let go of any possibility! What's more, your son can't wait?"

Sir Lavin's face was still not very good-looking, but after listening to Grush, he was silent.

It took a long time before he spoke, and said in a low voice: "You can read the books in the library at will, Asher is outside the door, let him take you."

The paladin pursed his mouth and thumped his left chest with a right fist to pay tribute.

Afterwards, he bowed to Sir Lavin and apologized and turned away!

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