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"What do you mean?" Roy Brown stood up and asked with a livid face.

Mrs. Brown clenched her pink fist tightly, her white teeth biting her pink red lips, almost bleeding.

George, Reese, and the rest of the knights glared at these two men. In any case, George is still a Brown Knight now, and these two guys even forced their way into the Brown Knight's residence in the official mansion without the Brown Knight's consent, which is simply defiant.

"It doesn't make any sense. We just came to see the situation of this villa so that we can redecorate it." Matt Knight retracted his gaze from Mrs. Brown, and then said with a smile, "After all, this villa will be in the near future. , it's my friend's."

Roy Brown's face became further ugly. Mrs. Brown stepped forward and said in a rare loud voice, "Don't be complacent, Matt. As long as the Marquis doesn't make a decision, the outcome is still unknown."

"Win or lose?" Matt Knight sneered, then mocked, "You mean you still have reinforcements? Let me think about it, let me think about it. By the way, is that Colin Russell?"

"I can't deal with him. After all, he is also a hereditary viscount of the empire, and he is also a student of the Dark City. But can he influence this matter? With his friendship with Bishop Haibo of life? Don't deceive yourself, madam. The potential opponent of the nobles is the Holy See of the Good God."

"Bishop Haibo can't save this matter, and of course he can't either."

"No." Mrs. Brown ignored Matt Knight's mockery, raised her face, and said, "It's not Bishop Hyber that I trust him, it's Colin Russell that I trust him. He is a short time Inside, from a quasi knight to a genius of a level 4 knight."

"This guy has become level 4?" Rao was full of confidence, and he was shocked. What kind of pervert is this guy? Upgrade so fast?

Even Mark Brown frowned slightly.

"Why, are you afraid?" Mrs. Brown sneered.

"No. Even if he becomes a legend, we are not afraid. Because our head is a marquis." The surprise was only for a moment, and Matt Knight pointed to the sky and smiled.

If Colin Russell is a legend now, even at level 8 or 9, it may affect the Marquis' decision. After all, this means that George has a strong man behind him.

But level 4? This is far from enough.

There are as many fallen legends as there are stars in the sky, let alone level 4? Moreover, he has also heard about the battle squad in the Dark City, and the mortality rate is very high.

Despite the huge potential, Colin Russell is not enough to see.

All in all, in Matt and Mark's view. Colin Russell can't turn the tide.

However, at this moment. Mark suddenly bowed gracefully to Mrs. Brown, "Ma'am, I have a reconciliation proposal, are you interested in hearing it?"

"Huh?" Matt Knight frowned and looked at Mark, puzzled. Now that they're winning, why is this guy reconciling?

Mrs. Brown's eyes lit up. Although Mrs. Brown was full of confidence in Colin, when she heard the word reconciliation, she was also heartbroken.

It's great to be able to reconcile.

"How to reconcile?" Mrs. Brown asked calmly, raising her face.

"If you're willing to marry me, I'll make George my heir. What do you think we'll be Brown Knights for two generations and three?"

Mark bowed to Mrs. Brown elegantly and calmly again, but he said vulgar words.

Matt Knight's eyes flashed, this is bullshit. He didn't believe that Mark would really do this, once Mark succeeded. Mark's words can be regarded as waste paper.

But if Mrs Brown believes

It is not a shameful thing to marry a widow in Vincent van Gogh. In ancient times, the eldest brother died in battle, and the younger brothers inherited the family business of the eldest brother, married widowed sister-in-law, and took care of nephew and niece. This kind of thing is very common.

Even people still make their own nephew as the heir, and this kind of thing happens from time to time in the current Van Gogh.

But would Mrs. Brown believe the other's nonsense?

A pro-uncle, coming back to take his nephew's family business, is shameless enough. When the winning ticket was in hand, he coveted the beauty of his sister-in-law and said such words.

Does such a person have any character to speak of?

This is completely different from the marriage of widowed sister-in-law that happened in ancient and modern times. They all stood up because their eldest brother died in battle, and they were willing to make their nephew the heir. Those ancient knights were not despicable.

"Go away!!!!" Mrs. Brown's pair of big rabbits jumped and screamed with a high decibel.

"Okay. Madam." Mark didn't mess around. He bowed gracefully to the widow's sister-in-law, and together with Knight Knight, turned and left the house.

"This bastard!!!!" Roy Brown had an ashen face and clenched his fists. If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have beaten him up.

And Mrs. Brown was still trembling, almost unsteady. Seeing this, the George brothers hurriedly helped their mother to sit down, and then the atmosphere became dull.

The crowd almost went crazy with anger, but there was nothing they could do.

In the main building, a very exquisitely decorated study room.

The Marquis of Kent sat behind the desk and looked up at the study. The study is of course newly built, but the layout here is almost exactly the same as before.

In his heart, he deeply misses his father.

But now he has to make a difficult decision, whether to choose the future or the present.

"I have made a decision, Gaia." The Marquis of Kent raised his head with difficulty and looked at the chief knight Gaia in front of him.

"No matter what decision you make, I support it." As the chief knight, Gaia bent towards the marquis and spit out deep words.

Absolute support for the lord is the duty of the hereditary knights. What's more, the fact that the Marquis of Kent did this was indeed dictated by the times.

Although he is against it, he will not disobey.

"Okay. Call the knights and call George. I will give him enough pension to provide for his future living needs and consolation for the death of the previous generation of Brown knights."

The Marquis of Kent stood up and said with difficulty.

"Yes. Your Excellency." Knight Gaia sighed deeply in his heart, bowed towards the other party, and walked out of the study.

Soon after, this sentence was like a pebble thrown into the calm lake, causing waves of ripples.

Everyone knows that the time to decide on the Browns has come.

This time, even Mrs. Brown panicked. Although she believed that Colin could create miracles, if the Marquis made a decision, it would not be able to change the solution.

As a marquis, how can you change the day and night? Let your important Brown Knights change their families at will?

She would love to go into the conference room, to join George, but she can't.

At the door of the villa, Mrs. Brown held George's hand tightly, and her eyes were full of tears at first, but the expression on her face gradually became firmer.

"George. You can't admit defeat. You have to prove yourself to the marquis and prove that you are worthy of the title of Brown Knight. You can't let the title left by your father, your eldest brother, be lost to you."

Mrs. Brown exhaled and helped George tidy up his clothes. As her son grew older, he gradually became almost as tall as her.

"Yes. Mother." Although George was in a panic, he still kept his composure in front of Mrs. Brown and said heavily.

Mrs. Brown turned her head and nodded to Roy Brown next to her. The other party understood and immediately followed George to the conference room as an entourage.

"Unpredictable and great fate, I hope Your Excellency the Marquis can change his mind." Mrs. Brown folded her fists and prayed silently towards the sky.

Fate is in Brown's favor

Almost at the same time, after Raphael invited Colin to drink black tea and have a snack, he finally set off.

The important minister of the dignified Grand Duke of the North, His Excellency the Marquis of Raphael. Of course not, just traveling alone. Like Mrs. Anna before, under the protection of the knights, he and Colin got into an exquisite magic carriage, erected a brand new family crest of the Marquis of Raphael, and walked out of the mansion with great momentum. Transfer point away.

After a few turns, they reached Kent City.

"The south is still so warm." Raphael had never been to the south in his life, and looked out at the warm sun outside the window in surprise.

"Yes. The South is so warm at this time." Colin nodded with a smile.

"What a good place. Not like us in the north. Although I was born in a famous family, I also received a more severe education. I grew up in the ice and snow and trained. When I grew up, I served in the Archduke's Knights and fought the barbarians further north. , it is even more freezing cold there.”

Raphael nodded and sighed.

"It is precisely because of your growth environment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that you are more tenacious. The constant fighting with barbarians makes you full of high fighting spirit. If it is not for you to defend the north of the empire, The emperor can mobilize you to fight against Xas. Then the empire will not be as decadent as it is now."

Colin sincerely praised.

If it weren't for Van Gogh's huge territory and too many threats, it would never have been like this by Texas.

Although Raphael was very calm, after hearing this, he nodded arrogantly. Although Van Gogh's aristocrats say that the northern aristocracy is vulgar.

But in fact, they also despised the frailty of the nobles in the south. If they let them go and fight against Xas, they would definitely change the decline of the empire.

Just as they spoke, the team had arrived at the official residence of the Marquis of Kent.

The guards in front of the Marquis's residence were very surprised by the slowly appearing troops of His Excellency Marquis Raphael.

The family crest of Marquis Raphael is a new family crest and has not yet been recorded in heraldry. The guards don't know it, but the knights around Raphael are not ordinary, at least 7th-level knights.

Such a battle is already absolutely terrifying in the territory of the Marquis of Kent.

The cold winter from the north has reached the warm Marquis of Kent.

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