The news that King Pingnan was besieging Chen Feng's deciduous castle spread widely, and everyone talked about it.

Vivien had locked herself in her room since she had returned from Chen Feng's castle, thinking about the enchanting words all the time.

The housekeeper of the Charta Manor saw that Vivian was depressed and distressed when he saw that Vivian was not thinking about Chen Feng's affairs, and after thinking twice, he still told Vivian about the situation of Chen Feng's Manor.

"Miss, I heard that King Pingnan brought the Knights to besiege Chen Feng's manor."

Hillman, the butler, walked to Vivian's room and saw Vivien sitting by the window with her hands on her cheeks, looking out melancholy, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Miss, Count Mufeng is crippled, such a person is not suitable for Miss, even if he is the legendary Eastern Demon!"

"Count Mu Feng killed King Pingnan's beloved son in the ring, and he will definitely not stop if he doesn't kill Count Mu Feng!"

Thinking of Pingnan Wang's personality of retribution, Hillman did not forget to remind him.

The housekeeper Hillman was very distressed when he saw Vivian's appearance, and wanted to persuade Vivian to let go of Chen Feng and return to her previous carefree life.

When she listened to the butler's words, Vivien woke up from her stupor, her white cheeks filled with a faint worry.

Vivien stood up gracefully, holding the king knife hanging on the wall with her slender fingers, and walked from the room to the balcony with respectful steps, her eyes falling on the maple leaves flying in the wind in the distance, and her face exuding a firmness.

"Grandpa's last order is for me to be loyal to the Eastern Devil for a long time, because everything Grandpa has been given by the Orientals. It turned out that I didn't agree with my grandfather's approach, but since I came into contact with Count Mufeng, I found that he is a person who values love and righteousness, regardless of life and death, and is worthy of entrusting his life. Therefore, I am willing to lead the people of Charta Manor to follow Count Mufeng. ”

I don't know when Vivian has an extra brown-red soft cloth in her hand, she is gently wiping the king knife, concentrating, the king knife is rubbed to the weight, flickering light, it seems to be beating white elves, cheering and approving for Vivian's approach.

This royal knife was left to her by Vivien's grandfather, and it was given to her grandfather by the Orientals. Since her grandfather established it, he ordered people to worship the royal sword as a symbol and inheritance of the family. The knife is in the people, and the faith is in!

"The old owner, Duke Hill, did get help from the Orientals at first, but now all this is achieved by the old owner's own efforts. Even if it is to repay the favor, there are other forms. Miss, why are you doing this? ”

Hillman still didn't give up, trying to convince Vivien to let go of her thoughts.

"He's the husband I recognize!"

"Uncle Ciel, I'm going to change my clothes, I'm going to the horse farm later, you can help me pick 500 horses and get the musketeers ready for battle."

Vivien finished speaking to Hillman, and went back to her room to hang the sword on the wall again.

"You two prepare Miss's knight's costume and help Miss bathe and change her clothes"

Hillman was a little dejected from Vivien's room and instructed the two maids standing outside the door.

"Alas, the price is too great!"

Hillman sighed as he walked, his back looking a little old, and Hillman knew he couldn't convince the stubborn girl.

Since the death of Vivian's parents, Vivian has been in power, but her small body is full of energy, and she has supported the estate of Notda Hillman, and she is very assertive.

"Hey, Earl Mufeng, how can you do it!"

Even though Hillman strongly disagreed with Vivian's approach, he still arranged everything in an orderly manner according to Vivian's orders.

"Miss, everything is ready!"

"Uncle Hill, great work!"

At this moment, Vivian was wearing a silver helmet, silver leaf armor, and a long mopping robe, standing on the high platform of the racecourse, a gust of wind blew, and the corners of her clothes fluttered, like a little warrior, and her spirit was magnificent.

Under the stage of the racecourse, a group of people dressed in army green combat uniforms, with standard pistols, rifles, and sniper rifles hanging on their bodies, stood upright like giants, looking at Vivian on the stage with a look of awe. There are 500 people, and the people are afraid of the Charta Manor Sharpshooter Regiment.

Legend has it that when Vivien had just lost her parents, some unsightly things thought that the little girl was deceitful and wanted to invade the Charta Manor, but before she could set foot on the Charta Manor, they were already covered with corpses. Since then, the prestige of the Charta Manor Sharpshooter Regiment has spread, and no one dares to offend the divine power of the Charta Manor.

"Miss, please get on the horse!"

Vivien stepped on the horse's pedal and stepped onto the snow-white steed, holding the reins in her hand.

"Let's go!"

Drive, drive, drive!

Vivien took the lead, galloping on her horse, followed by 500 sharpshooters, galloping towards the Fallen Leaf Castle, and for a moment the smoke and dust were billowing and the momentum was amazing.

"I didn't expect the Charta Manor, which has always been independent, to help the Fallen Leaf Castle."

"It is rumored that Miss Vivien knelt down to Count Mufeng in order to allow Count Mufeng to attend her coming-of-age ceremony, is this true?"

Everyone was very surprised to see the Charta Manor meddling in the direct battle between King Pingnan and Chen Feng, and there were many discussions.

These people have different looks, some envy, some appreciation, some jealousy, and some resentment.......

Vivien is the little princess of the aristocratic young man, and everyone holds it in the palm of her hand. Now that Vivian has mobilized everyone for Chen Feng's work, she has stepped into the mortal world from nine days, and I don't know how many people's hearts have been chilled.

At this moment, the battle situation in the Fallen Leaf Castle can be described as tragic, the blood is flowing like a river, the blood is abnormal, and there are less than 10 people left in the escort team.

"The iron cavalry of the Knights of King Pingnan will soon step in."

Ellie didn't think it was the way to go.

"You, take two people, together with Mr. Tang Long, and find a way to take Count Mufeng away."

Ellie clutched her pistol tightly, covered in blood, and said to a samurai beside her.

Watching his companions fall one by one, the samurai hesitated and said, "My lord, we don't need to throw our lives here, he is crippled, and the organization will give up on him." ”

This warrior was a thirty-year-old young man, and like Ellie, he was sent by the Heavenly Demon Organization to spy on Chen Feng.

"If you change the master, will you get such dignity?"

"Haven't you been tired of living without dignity?"

"Tell me, how many paladins have we followed in the past, and have they treated us as human beings? In their eyesight, we pigs and dogs are inferior! ”

Elle remembered the previous scene when life was worse than death and life, and her expression was cold, and her belief was even firmer.