Lord of the North

A well-prepared banquet ended so hastily. At night, the old earl stood by the window and looked at the night sky, with Semoa behind him.

"Father, our people haven't found any trace of that guy Lesnar, maybe he has already left Lucca City."

"I've guessed this result a long time ago." The old earl said with a lonely expression and sighed.

"Oh, it's all variables."

…………………

Where is this? How can I be in this kind of place?

Jason was walking on a piece of barren land. There were countless stars above his head, and some of them were even very close to where he was. He could already see the surface of the planet clearly, but he remembered that he should It was right that he was knocked unconscious. Did that punch kill him?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little dazed, wouldn't this be the rhythm of going through the second time?

Just when he was a little at a loss, the countless stars that were originally hanging in the sky suddenly fell from the sky, and this scene was like a sky collapse.

"My God! What's going on here?!" Jason stared dumbfounded as the stars fell from the sky, and even a few huge planets crashed into the barren land where he was!

Could it be that this is the end of my second time travel? Isn't this even more unlucky than the first time.

Just when his eyes fell into darkness, he seemed to see a few tentacles and a few huge animal claws condensed by energy rising from the ground to meet the falling stars in the sky, crushing them one by one, turning them into pieces. Made a little starlight dissipate.

Then……

"boom!"

A loud noise came from the house, and Lancelot, who was guarding the door, rushed in immediately after hearing the noise, and then saw Jason clutching his head and falling under the bed.

"My lord!" Lancelot hurried to Jason and helped him sit back on the bed, and asked worriedly, "My lord, are you alright?"

"..."

Jason didn't speak. He closed his eyes and waved his hands to show that he was fine. Apart from a little pain from the wound, he was just a little dizzy, as if he had been lying in bed and sleeping all day.

And he felt that his perception seemed to be much stronger. For example, he could vaguely feel the trace of Morando. Although it was still vague like a ghost, he could still feel a trace if he concentrated.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

After Jason regained his composure, he rejoiced that he was still alive and at the same time reflected that he should not be so careless in the future, and then asked while looking at the darkened sky outside the window.

This time it was lucky not to be killed, so what happens next time? He doesn't think he can be so lucky every time.

"You have been unconscious for nine days, my lord."

Lancelot looked at him with some concern, wondering if there would be any sequelae or the like.

"Have you been notified from the territory?" Jason was shocked when he heard this, and he has been in a coma for so long?

I hope Lancelot didn't tell the territory about his coma, otherwise I don't know what's going to happen.

"I have sent the news back with Blue Eagle."

Lancelot was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Jason to recover so suddenly. After all, he hadn't shown any signs of coming over the past few days.

"Trouble." Jason couldn't help pinching the center of his brows, feeling a bit of a headache, he could already predict how the territory would react after getting the information that he was attacked and comatose.

At this time, 80% of the troops in the territory have already assembled. After all, they can fly back to the territory in three days at the speed of the blue eagle.

"Write them another letter saying I'm all right."

"Yes." Lancelot agreed.

"Let Morando do it." Jason still had something to ask Lancelot.

"Yes, sir." Morando's voice appeared in the room out of thin air, and then the vague shadow disappeared from Jason's perception.

"Did the murderer catch it?" Jason squeezed his fist, and he remembered that punch in his heart.

"has been put to death,

But the instigator behind the scenes is still at large. "

"Who is behind the scenes?" Jason was puzzled by this. Logically speaking, it is impossible for outsiders to know his information. Could it be that they already have such clear and detailed information about him?

"Lesnar Kerkel."

It's him? Jason's expression froze. He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't expect it to be this clown who didn't even think about it!

"And during the ensuing capture process, Earl Wheeler and the others did not find any trace of this person, as if he had evaporated out of thin air."

Lancelot said ashamedly that he hadn't been able to use Jason the few times he was in danger, which made him blame himself.

"Why did this guy kill me?" Jason asked suspiciously, if it was just because of jealousy, it wouldn't be a life-and-death enmity, would it?

"We don't know the specific reason." Lancelot shook his head, no one knew what he was thinking before he caught Lesnar.

"His family is in White Sword City?" Jason rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Yes, my lord, the Kerkel family has a lot of influence in White Sword City."

White Sword City? It is said that the garrisons in these large cities in the north are ultimately controlled by Zora Odinson's army commander. This is the military leader of the north.

"Let's talk about the Kekel family's affairs later, and they will definitely make them pay the price they should pay."

Jason squinted his eyes, and his tone was malicious. It would be a pity for the wound on his head not to let this family be wiped out.

"But don't spread the news that I've woken up. We're going to visit Sir Zora secretly in a few days."

"I see, my lord."

Then they chatted about what had happened in the past few days, especially when Jason learned that Violet had been living in Jason's room for the past few days and was responsible for taking care of him.

When Lancelot said this, Jason couldn't help looking at a small bed placed in the corner of the room. It turned out that Violet slept on it. Just now he thought it was Lancelot at night. sleep here.

"What is Violet doing now?" Jason asked softly, he felt that a soft part of his heart was touched.

"Miss Violet has been very busy these days. She needs to deal with some matters in the Chamber of Commerce, because the Kirker Family Chamber of Commerce suffered a huge blow in Lucca City a few days ago, and they are vying for the Kekel Family Chamber of Commerce. There is a void in the market after the exit.”

Lancelot felt that it was not easy for this girl. He ran a huge chamber of commerce in a far away place alone, and the pressure he was under could be imagined.

"We don't understand these things, so we can't help at all."

Jason lowered his head and listened to Lancelot's words without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the protagonist in the conversation between the two came back.

Violet dragged her exhausted body to the door of the room, wondering why Lancelot was not guarding the door, and then saw Jason sitting on the bed.

At this time, Sen also raised his head as if feeling something, and the two looked at each other, neither of them spoke.

The people in their eyes at this moment are their whole world.

Seeing the delicate atmosphere, Lancelot didn't even dare to vent his breath, so he kept quiet and tried to minimize his presence.

Gradually, Violet's eye sockets became more and more red, and she was about to cry.