Tome of Blood

The Principality of Violet, the capital Linte City.

In the lord's castle in the center of the city, the third prince Philip, who had been teleported to Violet through the super-long-distance fixed-point teleportation magic of the mage tower, sat on the noble chair and looked at the soldiers who came to report with frowning eyes:

"What did you say? The main force of Castel's rebel army has been wiped out?"

"Yes, the entire army was wiped out... It is said that they were wiped out by Castel's coalition forces after only holding out for half a day on the banks of the Dorne River."

The soldier lowered his head and replied.

After hearing what the soldiers said, the third prince Philip's expression changed.

He subconsciously stood up, shook his head and said:

"Half a day? No...it's impossible!"

"The rebel army in the north must have at least 10,000 people! If you add the hired hussars in the north, the force may be close to 20,000!"

"Castel's mage group has been disbanded a long time ago, and there is no strength to form an army at all. How could it be possible to eat so many troops?"

"Not to mention 20,000 rebels, even 20,000 pigs, Castel's army can't catch them in three days, and now you tell me that they were defeated in half a day?"

"Where's the hussars in the north? Where's Earl Gaston's army? Didn't the army of the Tulip County rebel?!"

The third prince asked sharply.

The soldier swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and answered bravely:

"My...His Royal Highness, Tulip's garrison has indeed rebelled, but...they turned to Castel..."

After hearing these words, the third prince's expression changed completely.

I saw him grabbing the soldier's chain mail collar, and his expression was unprecedentedly gloomy:

"What did you say? The tulip garrison fell to Castel? Do you know what you're talking about? That's my Boulder's elite stock!"

"Yes, my lord prince, the news from the north said that the garrison of the Earl of Tulip defected and led the garrison to join Castel's coalition forces..."

"It was precisely because of the defection of the garrison that the rebel army was defeated. Even those hussars in the north were taken prisoner."

As the guard said, he carefully presented a parchment roll.

The third prince snatched it over and quickly browsed, and the more he looked... the more gloomy his expression became, and the more he looked... the angrier his eyes became.

"Traitor! Crazy! Anatole, an old bastard, dares to betray me! Is he really not afraid that I will directly deprive him of his title and territory?!"

The third prince tore up the parchment and threw it on the ground, his handsome facial features were distorted by anger.

Anatole is the name of Earl Gaston, and his full name is Anatole de Gaston, and his fiefdom is in the Earl of Erjo in the south of Boulder.

Strictly speaking, he should actually be called the Earl of Erjo, just because the name of the Gaston family is relatively famous, and the Duchy of Boulder only has his Gaston branch, so many nobles in Boulder are used to calling him He is Earl Gaston.

Earl Gaston's betrayal undoubtedly drove the third prince into a rage.

There are not many elites who can deploy the magic array, and there are not many in the entire Principality of Boulder. Gaston's run directly abducted almost a third of it!

"I knew it! I knew it! I shouldn't have listened to the nonsense of his pledge of allegiance! These nobles in Boulder...all of them are bastards!"

The third prince roared angrily. The way he gritted his teeth made even Eleanor who was massaging his feet in front of him tremble.

And when the third prince's eyes fell on his wife in front of him, he was even more furious.

He kicked the opponent away with one kick, and said angrily:

"Trash! They're all trash! Your Boulder family is also trash! You keep your own stock! You can even run away with the nobles below!"

When Earl Lint entered the room, he saw the scene where the third prince was angry.

The middle-aged nobleman who is the heir of the Violet Principality frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, pay attention to your identity. She is your wife and the Duke of Boulder."

"snort!"

Seeing the middle-aged nobleman entering the room, the third prince withdrew his feet.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Take Lady Eleanor down quickly."

Earl Lint said to the soldiers on the side.

The soldiers trembled, not daring to move at all.

Earl Lint glanced at the third prince again:

"His Royal Highness Prince……"

Facing the eyes of the middle-aged nobleman, the third prince took a deep breath to calm down his anger.

Looking at Eleanor who was shivering and curled up in a ball, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, then he waved his hands impatiently and said:

"Okay, let's take her down."

After receiving the order, the personal soldiers took Eleanor down, and only the third prince and Earl Lint were left in the room.

Earl Lint sighed and said:

"Your Highness, the service can be left to the maids. Lady Eleanor is the Duchess of Boulder after all..."

"Of course I know she is the Duchess, but I know better that her surname is Bold. My dear uncle, you should know how the old Duke of Bold treated me back then, right?"

The third prince squinted his eyes and asked back.

Earl Lint was a little helpless:

"The past is over. Now you are the Duke of Boulder and a strong contender for the throne. What you want to look at is the future. Your every move will be watched by the nobles. You... ..."

"Okay, my dear uncle, if you come to teach me, then forget it. Now I am upset, but I can't listen to what you said."

The third prince waved his hand and said.

Earl Lint hesitated for a moment and said:

"Is it news that the Castel rebels have been defeated?"

The third prince glanced at him:

"Grandpa already knows?"

"Yes, the news has spread. It is said that Tulip's standing cavalry defeated the rebel army in one fell swoop..."

Earl Lint sighed.

The third prince was silent, but looking at his silent and gloomy appearance, Earl Lint asked:

"Your Highness, what do you... plan to do with the Gaston family?"

The third prince glanced at him with narrowed eyes, and said:

"My uncle, I know what you want to say. After all, Earl Gaston is a member of the Gaston family. You are worried that if I touch him, he will turn against Duke Gaston, that old fox..."

"But, my dear uncle, have you not thought why he betrayed me?"

"Hmph, if he has no other forces behind him to support him, he is a mere earl, and the fief is still under my control, how dare he betray me? Calculate me?"

"Abduct my army and help Castel suppress the rebellion... Hehe, I don't want to see me control Castel and increase my strength!"

Hearing what the third prince said, the middle-aged nobleman's eyelids twitched:

"You mean to say that what Earl Gaston did was secretly supported by Duke Gaston? Maybe that Duke has stopped being neutral and turned to the second prince?"

"Hmph, it's not impossible."

The third prince said coldly.

Earl Lint hesitated:

"Then you..."

"Don't worry, I've got the priorities right. The top priority right now is Castel. As for Gaston...it won't be too late to settle accounts with him after Castel is settled!"

The third prince said.

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes:

"It seems... I still underestimate that little earl."

"Being able to make Gaston betray, maybe she has already been drawn over by the second prince and won the support of the second prince."

"My uncle, things have changed. It seems that...we are going to go north immediately and declare war on Castel."

Earl Lint nodded:

"Father also means the same thing. Violet's army is on standby and can leave at any time after the declaration of war."

The third prince nodded in satisfaction.

Although the loss of the tulip garrison made him angry, it was not enough to completely affect the overall situation.

Castel... After all, it is an earldom that lacks extraordinary material channels, and it is by no means an opponent after Violet and Bold join forces!

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I took the wedding dress for a day, tired and short _(:з」∠)_