Lord of the North

"Your Highness would like to know how the plan entrusted to you is going." Hei Ying's eyes moved slightly, but his voice was indifferent without any fluctuation.

Viscount Frey didn't seem to hear him, but his eyes were excited, and he lowered his voice and said: "This is Phil's camp, and there are experts and guards everywhere. You are very dangerous, do you know that?!"

After hearing this sentence, the black shadow was silent for a long time, then slowly walked out from the corner, and then took off the mask on his face, revealing a face somewhat similar to that of Viscount Frey, except that He looks younger, only in his thirties.

"The Black Crow has never been afraid of death." The Black Crow member replied calmly with his gaze.

"But you are my son! The sole heir of the Frey family!!" In the end, the elderly man actually shed tears: "Matilda, get rid of them, I will use this plan and His Royal Highness Jason in exchange for your freedom."

Matilda, the sole heir of the Frey family who disappeared on the Morning River, leaving only her father, wife and three-year-old daughter behind, everyone thought he died in the Morning River, but Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but he also became a member of Jason's Crow for some reason.

"I have become a part of the black crow, and it is impossible to leave it again." Matilda shook her head and said softly.

At the same time, he was also a little sad, why didn't he know why Jason entrusted him with this task? Is it value and trust? Of course not, it was all for his status as the sole heir of the Frey family.

Otherwise, why would he be transferred from the north thousands of miles away? You must know that he was in the team investigating the Snake Worship Cult before that.

"If His Royal Highness Jason wants to win this war, the army in his hands is far from enough. Although the battles in the north and the west have been retreating steadily, His Majesty Phil still has several elite legions in the west for defense. The Dolan Kingdom did not rush to the front, so His Highness can only rely on our support to slowly figure it out, he will not even refuse such a simple request from me." Putting his hand on Matilda's face, Viscount Ray said.

"It's different. I know too much about the black crow. It is absolutely impossible for me to get out of there." Mathilde replied with a smile, his smile was full of tenderness: "Don't persuade me anymore , Princess Helena can become the ruler of the north who is second only to a few adults, and Gwendoline can become the queen of a country, I believe Ollie will not let me down."

Ollie is his daughter, who is now the third generation of the Frey family, a smart little girl.

"Alas..." Viscount Frey's expression was lonely. It seemed that he had persuaded his son more than once, but to no avail: "Tell Your Highness Jason that his plan has already impressed His Majesty Phil. Act as an envoy to negotiate with him, you go, it's too dangerous here."

Walking slowly to the bed, Viscount Frey sat on it tiredly and waved his hands gently.

Mathilde stood there moving his lips, and finally only said: "Take care of yourself." Then he disappeared into the tent.

"I will definitely ask His Highness to make a change. You must come back to inherit the Frey family. Ollie cannot live without a father." After he left for a long time, Viscount Frey sighed softly to himself.

Not long after, in Jason's camp, Mathilde came to Jason's tent after going through the body search of several black crows, and stood quietly outside waiting for the transmission.

Even though it was early morning, the lights in Jason's tent were still on, and he didn't know if he didn't sleep last night or if he got up early today.

"Your Highness, please come in." After a while, a warrior walked out of the room. He glanced at Mathilde, who was tightly wrapped in black, and said softly.

Mathilde nodded slightly, and walked in without saying a word!

"Mission completed?" Jason was busy writing on the table at this time,

There are too many things to deal with during the war, not only including the affairs of this army, but also the aftermath of the provincial towns that he has occupied.

After all, wars will inevitably affect civilians, and the civilian class is too fragile, and if it is not handled properly, it will cause large-scale exile.

"Yes, Your Highness, Viscount Frey has persuaded Phil, and if there are no accidents, Viscount Frey will come as an envoy soon." Mathilde replied with her head slightly lowered.

Jason nodded silently, and stopped talking, but he didn't let Mathilde back down, just quietly lowered his head and continued writing.

As a result, the only sound left in the tent was the rustling of Jason's pen tip touching the toilet paper. For some reason, Mathilde suddenly felt a lot of psychological pressure, and his forehead was gradually sweating, but he didn't know. Where did I go wrong.

"Matilde Frey, how long has it been since you emerged from the No. 3 training camp and became an official black crow?" Jason's faint voice sounded after a long time.

"Two years, Your Highness." Hearing Jason's words, Mathilde breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied respectfully. After he was fished up from the Morning River by Jason's soldiers, he thought he would be like Other nobles could also be redeemed by the family with a ransom, but unexpectedly, not only was he not redeemed, but he was also valued by a man in black and pulled into the black crow.

And Jason also felt that a black crow trained by a noble heir might come in handy in the future.

So he was sent to a secret camp, where there were all candidates for Crows from all over the place, and only those who were qualified were eligible to go out from here. factor.

When the host of the camp feels that a person has passed the various tests, they are blindfolded and taken out.

During these years in the camp, Mathilde really understood how terrifying Jason's hidden power was, and the strictness of the camp, and it was because of this that he gradually restrained some of his thoughts, and then devoted himself to the attack. in training and learning.

"I remember you still have a daughter, right?" Jason nodded, put down the pen in his hand, and asked while pinching his brows.

Immediately, Mathilde's back was drenched in cold sweat: "Your Highness...Your Highness..."

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that if you have a chance, you can get rid of the black crow and go back to be your noble heir." Jason said with a deep look and a smile.

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