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"We can finally have a good talk. You say yes, Marquis Falshid." Surrounded by the knights of the guard, the old prince proudly came to the middle-aged Marquis whose limbs and body were chained.

In the past, because the two families did not deal with each other, when the prime minister of the empire met this 'young man' in the court, he would only get respect from the show, but could not feel the awe from the heart from the attitude of the other party. Or fear. But there is no way, whoever called this 'young man' is not in his own system, he is still under the protection of the military department.

Leaving from the front-line commander, transferred to the logistics supply officer, coordinating the procurement of equipment and daily needs of the regular army. In the eyes of officials in the government affairs system, this is a fat job that everyone dreams of. Even though the Gwana Empire's internal monitoring is strict and officials cannot easily fill their pockets, the 'convenience' brought by some positions is more than money.

But such a fat vacancy in the eyes of others, for the frontline commander who is keen on fighting and pursuing martial arts, it is a idle job for the elderly. If it weren't for the fact that his old man hid back to the territory for retirement, and the Kawi family had to show their faces in the court, Marquis Falshid would have left long ago. Instead of being in a group of endlessly old paradises like now, watching them sing high-profile and hit high altitudes.

Because of this indifferent attitude, the Marquis was not hypocritical towards the old Duke who was the prime minister of the empire. This, of course, aroused the resentment of the old prince. Now that the face is being torn apart, Lord Lisa is inevitably a little happy to capture this rude junior.

It's just that at times like this, there are always people who pour cold water on them. Accurately using the iron chain to restrain the weapon, the black cloak that made great achievements, pulled down the hood to reveal the iron mask, and said aloud: "Grand Duke, I don't think this man should be the Marquis of Falshid."

The old duke, who was proud of himself, and the 'Marquis' who was secretly trying to break free from the chains froze for a moment. The identified person did not make a sound, but instead compared the familiar voice from his memory, recalling who the speaker was. The old duke asked flatly, "Why do you think he's not a Marquis?"

"Grand Duke, I found out from his behavior. He doesn't look like a nobleman at all."

"That's right." "That's right, that's right, I feel the same way."... Like gossip, the last batch of black cloaks who appeared were talking nonchalantly. This group of people is not only more skilled than others, but also has a more casual attitude.

Grand Duke Lisa is not an ordinary person. After being reminded by someone, he turned his mind and found out what the abnormality his retainers were talking about was.

It is true that one of the important missions of being a nobleman is to protect his subjects. But most of the time, once faced with the critical moment of life and death, the first move of the nobles to run away is also ridiculed as being greedy for life and afraid of death. But in fact, such an act is necessary in a specific noble group. That particular group is the head of the family and his heirs.

Rather than fighting on the front line where there is no hope, and finally turning into a dead body, which may not be able to protect a few people, it is better to preserve a useful body. The true value of a nobility lies in its power, and in the blood in which it is recognized.

Especially for a great nobleman, as long as he is given time, relying on the appeal of the great nobleman, it is not a big problem to organize an army of ten thousand people. Even if it is a temporary tax collection, it can collect a large enough amount to do things that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Which of these actions is not better than fighting to the death alone on the front line?

In the situation of being alone, even if you fight to the death, how many enemies can you kill? How many subjects can you protect? But it might not be a problem to organize an army and kill the enemy with the noble status as a call. Not to mention how many people this would protect. This is the overall view unique to the aristocratic perspective, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Because most people only care about how many people died because of nobles, and don't think about how many people he can save after his actions. You only worry about whether you are the one who was given up earlier? But I never thought that in order to protect myself, how many people might be held back by me because of the only help I have, unable to do anything, and finally giving up.

Everyone's concerns, of course, must be considered and taken care of by a nobleman. But the people he needs to take care of are not one or two, but thousands. Sometimes limited by the environment and conditions, the choices made as a last resort will appear quite cruel. It is also the responsibility of nobles to bear the consequences of all choices.

Perhaps some minor nobles in the offshoots of the family did not have such awareness and requirements. They would run away because they were simply greedy for life and afraid of death. However, as the first heir of a Grand Duke family, Marquis Falshid fought desperately on the front line, commanding his own guard team to save some unimportant servants. Such a move is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse of.

Since you haven't thought about how to escape, protect yourself. The behavior of this 'Marquis' to save people and kill enemies, afterward, looks like an act of delaying time. Then it is reasonable to suspect that this person is not actually a 'noble', so it is not so difficult to understand.

The old duke, who had thought about all this clearly, also accepted what his retainers said, the fact that the person in front of him was not the Marquis of Farsheed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was like his stupid son, if faced with such a mortal situation, how would he I don't know if he escaped immediately, so no matter whether he survived or not, he should change his heir.

As for the person in front of him... the old duke didn't look distraught because he caught the wrong person. Instead, he calmly came to the captured man, grabbed his face, and looked around. Said: "Like, it really looks like it. You didn't say it, so I can't see that this is a double."

The person who pointed out that the Marquis in front of him was a fake stepped forward, took off the iron mask and said: "I remember when I was still in the First Legion, I brought a pair of brothers. They were obedient, resolute, and brave, more than Most of the people I have seen are even better. So I also cultivated them carefully and taught them everything I know. They did not disappoint me. One of them became the leader of the Tenth Battalion of the First Legion in the future. Captain, even qualified to challenge the throne of the legion commander. This is something I can't do."

The Marquis (pseudo) saw the familiar one-eyed old face of the visitor, and there was an obvious cross scar on the blind eye. Even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, that face is still the same as I saw in memory, and it hasn't changed at all.

And this one-eyed dragon who showed his true face continued: "On the contrary, it is the other one I admire more. He has not made any progress in the military position, and has not made any dazzling achievements. I only found out afterwards that the one in the early Inherited the title of Marquis, while the other unknown one was an illegitimate son. He was a half-brother with that Marquis, right, Joe Jollian. Speaking of which, is this his real name? With your old man's status in the military at the time, it shouldn't be a big problem to get a few real and fake identities."

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