If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The Guardian family disappeared.

Tiehua County was taken over by Prince Gale.

Half of the vassals of the Moya family refused to pledge allegiance to Prince Gale, and were jointly suppressed by Prince Gale and the eldest son of Grand Duke Nuchao, Makol.

Most of Tiehua County was in flames.

When the news reached Sige Town, I am afraid that the rebellion in Tiehua County was completely wiped out.

After all, there was no leader, and the direct line of the Moya family was killed, and the murderer was from the eldest son of the two Grand Dukes.

"What is my Grand Duke father doing? A pig is more useful than him!"

Roman wanted to punch Grand Duke Liejia twice.

You old thing, you are really crazy!

Tiehua County is in a dangerous place, and you can do such a stupid thing of joining forces with outsiders and digging your own grave!

Song Gaozong's operation of the twelve gold medals is not as outrageous as you!

"Lord Roman, I'm afraid something is fishy." Seth thought there were many doubts. Even though the Grand Duke was stupid, he was not stupid enough to kill his vassal.

This matter was too much and would seriously affect the prestige of the Grand Duke of Split Armor.

No matter what conspiracy was behind this matter, the demise of the Guardian Family was real.

The Moya Family managed the Iron Flower County into an iron barrel, which was difficult to open internally and could not stop external enemies. Now, he was stabbed by his loyalists.

If the Split Armor Territory was in trouble, who would suppress it in the future? Who would deter it?

Without military suppression, who would care if you were the Grand Duke?

The Split Armor Territory also had military power, but compared to the other two Grand Dukes... it could only be said to be very bad.

The Grand Duke of Wrath blocked Sinnoh and the Church.

The Grand Duke of Oak confronted the Underworld and the Demons.

The Grand Duke of Split Armor was having fun in the fertile land, and the quality of the army was hard to describe. If you are not bad, who is bad?

The prestige of the Grand Duke of Split Armor has been declining year by year, and now it is too late to reverse.

Internal conflicts can still be suppressed.

But what about external conflicts?

Pirates are holding a pirate conference, and the eastern barbarians are sharpening their knives.

Roman doesn't care about those pirates and barbarians, and he has always been disdainful of Gale and Makor.

What the eldest son of the Grand Duke is, he is just a parasite of the old era.

A bunch of bastards, what's the point of plotting to kill loyal ministers? If you have the courage to come to Sige Town in three years, I will beat your face and pull out your hair!

Roman turned around and shouted to Aaron: "Aaron, I will take you to kill them in the future, kill them to Tiehua County, and blow up all those guys, I promise you!"

He watched his knight leave like that, without stopping or looking back, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Master, Aaron..." Seth was knowledgeable, and he remembered that the first generation of the Guardian Earl was called Aaron Moya.

He had thought that the two had the same name, or that Aaron's name came from the first generation of guardians, but now that he saw Roman say this, he found that it was not the case.

Roman shook his head and said, "I don't know, Aaron never answers this question, but I think he has a relationship with the guardian family."

...

Aaron gradually moved away from the Origin Manor.

He recalled the words he had just heard and felt a little harsh.

The crime of the loyal family was betrayal, and the honor bestowed by the Grand Duke of Split Armor was taken back by his own hands. The flag with sparks splashing from the heavy shield fell down with a bang, and the oath of protection that resounded in the Red Dragon Castle also disappeared.

Aaron knew that there must be something inside, and the Moya family had no intention of disloyalty. He knew, he had seen, and he was sure.

Looking back suddenly, he could not recall the original appearance of Tiehua County.

The memory was blurring, the scene was fading, like a yellowed scroll.

He only remembered that he had lived in a towering castle, and the door wrapped in iron sheets was closed most of the time.

He climbed up the bell tower, or sometimes the tower, and stood under the fluttering flag to look into the distance.

The sky was blue, the white clouds were thin, and the pale orange sun was bright and brilliant. He could see the mines and large farmlands in the distance from the highest point. Those miners or farmers who could not stand up straight were as small as ants in his vision...

He remembered that he was full of expectations at that time, always hoping to get out of the sturdy and tall castle, eager to turn into a crow or an eagle, fly out of the city wall, and see the outside world.

When he was a child, he was naughty and touched the huge brass bell that weighed several tons and was enough for him to live in.

He stood under the bell and pulled the rope with all his strength. The bronze bell that never shook was struck by him, resonating with his blood, and he made a big mistake. The city lord's father was extremely angry and rushed over to slap him. The slap was so heavy that the corner of his mouth bled, and then he hugged him in his arms with pity.

He talked with him all night long, talking about the family's glory and oath, which was the root of their foothold, and he also swore. As for when he fell asleep, he could no longer remember.

When he woke up the next day, he lay in the cold arms of the family knight, with the horse galloping under him. He only had time to look back, and the castle with the big iron gate suddenly disappeared from his sight, just like an adult waking up from a child's dream.

Since then, he no longer expected to become an eagle or a crow, and no longer longed to overlook the earth. Instead, he wanted to become a dandelion, floating with the wind above the big iron gate, floating back to the child with light in his eyes, always excited and looking into the distance, floating back to that carefree and innocent time.

But that was just a luxury.

He made a big mistake, lost his surname, lost his origin, and only had a small shield to accompany him.

He was promised that as long as he could make a name for himself in Dragon Castle and awaken the memories of Grand Duke Liejia, he would be able to return home with honor.

The blood of the Guardian family flowed in his body, but the imprint was not deep. He spent twice as much time in Dragon Castle as in Tiehua County. His character gradually became taciturn and he even hung out with the Grand Duke's illegitimate son, so that he was content with the status quo.

He gave up his glory, the past, and the meaning of the surname and came to this remote and wild place.

However, when he heard Seth talk about the roar of Count Moya before his death, others thought he was shouting for his father, but he knew he was shouting for his child...

At that moment, he did not feel any grief, only an inexplicable feeling.

He did not know whether he was cold by nature or really did not care.

Aaron knew that the past he had abandoned... had caught up with him...

Just as if the family motto that he woke up in shock a month ago, just as if the family motto that flowed in his blood during the long conversation on the eve of their separation, once again rang out--

"Ring the bell and keep vigil!"

...

The demise of the Guardian Family was a major earthquake for the Grand Dukedom, which meant a change in the pattern.

But Sger Town had to do what it had to do.

Those who raised pigs raised pigs, those who built houses built houses, and those who paved roads paved roads.

Roman was unsure about whose skills to improve for the time being.

He thought for a moment, and used the two blue crystals to improve Yaki's breeding skills and Vicky's hunting skills.

As for why Roman gave Vicky hunting skills instead of manufacturing skills, we have to ask why the hunting skills contain memories of manufacturing various bows and crossbows.

Roman was also sure.

Using gem and crystal resources can certainly spread one's own knowledge as a skill - in the form of enlightenment and preaching in dreams.

But the improvement of skills is limited, depending on the quality of extraordinary resources.

When Roman tried to cover more knowledge on the apostle interface, an interruption occurred.

As for how much can be absorbed, it depends purely on the latter's understanding.

Of course, Roman did not ask them to find new ways and innovate. As long as they can dig out what is in their minds and improve production efficiency.

If he teaches the [Forging] skill to someone who does not know iron smelting, and the latter does not get involved in the iron smelting industry, there is no chance to use it.