"Who has the least servants of these twelve counts?" Dudianping looked ahead, but asked Thor beside him. He had no reply letter from the invitation letter he gave to the twelve counts. In the past three days, only a few little nobles came to surrender, and asked for additional titles and rewards for territory. He was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he let Thor temporarily settle in a hotel near the palace.

"The least servant?" Thor was stunned. He didn't expect Dudian to ask such a strange question. He already knew what Dudian was going out for, but what did he have to do with whose servants he was going to do? He couldn't figure it out and said, "Report to your Highness, as far as I know, Earl Ximing has the least servants. Earl Ximing has a weird personality and does not like to contact people. He rarely attends banquets between nobles. Even banquets held by the royal family often do not come. Except for him, there is only one daughter left in his family, and there are not many children..."

Speaking of this, Thor was slightly stunned and suddenly realized that Dudian had the purpose of this question.

The family is not prosperous, and naturally there are not many servants. Do Dudian wants to choose an earl with a small family to do it?

He glanced at Dudian, but only saw a side face, which was particularly cold and did not feel any human feelings. He suddenly had an illusion in his heart. But soon, he thought of Earl Ximing. Although this person was quirky, he was also a famous infatuated count. His wife died early, leaving only one daughter. He did not marry in the next half of his life, which led to the sparse connections of the family.

His wife was an ordinary singer. He pursued his wife as an earl regardless of rumors and became a legend of praise from a bard. Later, he kept his wife's body and became a popular saying. He was also a poor person. Should he die tragically?

He sighed in his heart, saying nothing more, who can't be pitiful in the face of death?

"Ximing..." Dudian said softly, remembering this name, two demon wings grew rapidly in the gap between the splitter armor on his back, soared up and swept away at a very fast speed.

Half an hour later, Dudian came to a big city not far from the royal city, and saw a white flower flag on the towering wall. This was a flower called "Snowbird", representing the family of Count Ximing.

Looking down from above, the city is not as broken as other disaster cities, and is not affected by corpses.

Dudian had just flew into the city, and not long after, two figures suddenly flew up in front of him. Both of them had strange wings on their backs, one was a huge butterfly-shaped wing, and the other wings were trembling very fast, with thin wings transparent, with silver lines on the wings, and it looked like a piece of silver lines flying behind them.

"Who are you?" The mature woman with butterfly-shaped wings asked Dudian carefully.

Dudian could see at a glance that the heat source reaction on these two people was only the boundary, but Mohen is a rare Mohen with good life-saving ability. He did not slow down and spit out a word: "Get out!"

The two of them changed their faces suddenly. The mature woman suppressed her anger and said, "This is the territory of Earl Ximing. If you want to visit, please report your life. We will do it for you..." Speaking of this, seeing that Dudian still did not slow down, but instead a shocking murderous aura emanated. She stopped and was so scared that she hurriedly hurriedly avoided.

Whoosh!

Dudian shuttled through the two of them.

After seeing Du Dian's back as he left, the two realized that they had just dereliction of duty. They looked at each other and immediately chased after him.

Although they were chasing, they felt that they were flying backwards, and they were getting further and further away from Dudian's back.

A moment later, Dudian came to an ancient castle in the west in the center of the city. Ten miles away around the castle were full of bustling blocks, with pedestrians passing by, but near the castle there were vast fields and green mountains, as well as large orchards and manors. In addition, there was a super-large horse farm behind the castle. On the green grass, there were several tiny workers like ants walking on the grassland.

When Dudian saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly. If it weren't for the flag on the castle, he would hardly believe that this was the place where an earl lived, which was too simple. Although it required incalculable wealth to do it based on the land price of this area and the area of ​​this huge horse farm, it gave people a very primitive feeling, which was completely different from the Liujin area where other nobles lived.

Dudian swooped down and landed in front of the castle's main entrance.

"who?!"

"Who is bold!"

The guard behind the iron gate was frightened by Dudian who fell from the sky and immediately shouted angrily.

Dudian reached out and pushed open the iron bar. The door lock creaked and the iron bar broke. He said to the guard behind the iron bar door in shock: "Is this the castle of Count Ximing?"

Several guards reacted and were furious. They pulled out their swords from their waists and surrounded Dudean. The reason why they were stunned was not that Dudean showed his power at will. After all, such a power-like boundary can do it. They just didn't expect that someone would dare to break into this place without saying a word. Even the big figures they knew would not do this!

"You dare to trek into the Earl's Castle, seeking death, and take him down!"

"Boy, I'm looking for death!"

Several people immediately besieged Dudian.

Dudian frowned slightly and walked forward. The demon wings on his back flashed slightly, and the shadows flashed by. The surrounding guards froze in place, and then they scattered into several pieces, and their organs scattered all over the ground.

Dudian followed the gravel path to the castle. In the manor along the way, some maids came out to dry with quilts. Seeing Dudian's strange outfit, they were a little curious and looked at each other.

"The defensive power is so weak..." Dudian's eyes penetrated the entire castle and found that there was only one pioneer-level heat source reaction inside. Most of the remaining ones were hunters, and there were only about twenty of the boundary people. This was not the power that a count should have, but it also agreed with his screening criteria.

"Who?!"

Several knights rushed out of the castle, wearing heavy armor, staring at Dudian with alert faces. They were the first to discover the abnormality at the door.

"I want to see Ximing," Dudian said.

"If you want to visit the Count, you need to get his invitation or wait for us to inform us!" Several knights looked at Dudian coldly. If they hadn't felt that Dudian's power was extraordinary, they would have taken it down long ago.

Dudian noticed that the only pioneer in the castle also noticed the movement here, rushed over, and did not take action immediately, waiting quietly.

Seeing that Dudian did not say anything, several knights frowned, their faces became more and more unkind, and they slowly stepped forward.

call!

The gate of the castle was suddenly blown by the wind, and an old man in a moon-white robe floated out and landed in front of several knights. He looked at Dudian up and down, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Are you?"

The knights behind him did not expect to alarm him. When they saw him saying honorifics to Dudian, they were shocked and full of horror.

"Are you the only pioneer here?" Dudian looked at the old man in front of him and asked casually.

The old man's eyes moved slightly and he smiled and said, "I am the only one on weekdays. I don't know who you are. Why have I never seen you?"

Dudian said calmly: "You have never seen me, but you must have heard of me. My invitation letter was delivered to your count three days ago to invite him to attend my succession ceremony. Why has he not replied yet?"

The old man was stunned and stunned, "You, you are..."

"What, hasn't he told you about this?" Dudian looked at him.

The old man reacted and hurriedly said, "No, no, the Earl mentioned to me about this, but the Earl has been sick recently and is inconvenient to attend. Please forgive me." As he spoke, a little cold sweat penetrated his wrinkled face.
Chapter completed!