Two days later.

Royal Palace of Glow City.

"Can't you stay here for a while?" Hoford looked at Andrea, who had come to leave, with mixed feelings, "Otto, they don't want to leave just after meeting you." ”

"It's been a long time since I've been away from Neverwinter, and there's still someone waiting for me over there. Andrea admitted, "And now that the old and the new kings are changing, they, as the heirs of the family, should no longer spend time on banquets and plays." Since they are friends, one meeting is enough. ”

She was indeed different from before, the Count thought to himself.

She grew.

"About the next negotiations with the Grey Keep...... Do you have any suggestions?" Hoford pondered for a moment, "I'd like to hear your thoughts, it's important for the family's decision-making. ”

"I don't know much about government - in Neverwinter, the people in charge of this are not nobles, but freedmen who have passed the exams. If you're looking for more information, it's better to look at Hill Fox, who has always had some connection to the West. Andrea paused, "If I had to say anything, it would be not to make the same mistake as Ampein." ”

Hoford smiled bitterly, "It would be foolish to dare to continue to oppose Greycastle after witnessing the power possessed by Roland Wimbleton. ”

"It's not just ......power," Andrea shook her head, "The upcoming battle of the Divine Will is about the fate of all mankind, and at this time, infighting will only hasten our demise - neither Grey Keep nor Dawn can survive the catastrophe alone, in this case, you must know better than me how the family can get the most benefits." ”

"Continuation is in the best interest. Hoford quickly understood what his daughter meant.

"And the hope of continuation now falls on His Majesty Roland. "So controlling the order of the Dawn, standing firmly on the side of the Grey Keep, and working together to survive the battle of the Divine Will is the only advice I can give." ”

Earl Quinn nodded slowly, "...... I know. ”

Just as Andrea turned around, he couldn't help but stop her again.

"I ......"

"You don't have to see them off, there's a lot to do after that. You don't have to worry about my safety, the Witch of Divine Punishment will return to Neverwinter with me. She said with a sideways face.

"No, what I'm trying to say is...... Sorry, daughter. When these words were spoken, Horford suddenly felt much older, but his heart was also much lighter. In fact, there were many things he wanted to confide, such as the fact that he had sent her away for the sake of the family, but it could not be said that there was no intention to protect her at all, and for the fact that he regretted that he had not consulted the matter with his wife first, and that if everything could be done all over again, he might not have done it in such a crude way, and the joy that swelled in his heart when he heard the news from Otto that she was still alive and doing well......

It's just that Earl Quinn knows better that the damage has happened, and even if those words are spoken, they fall into the ears of the other party and are just excuses or reparations. That's the price of choice, Andrea has grown to the point where she is today, and he can't behave too badly.

After saying that, the old count closed his eyes.

"Hmm...... Then I'm gone. ”

The sound of her daughter's footsteps faded away, and finally disappeared from my ears. Although he didn't hear the expected father, the other party's tone was also cold a few days ago. At least this time, she didn't call him Lord Count again.

That's fine, he thought to himself, this is just a temporary farewell, and there will be a time to meet again in the future.

Time can be both forgetful and healing.

The choice he made ten years ago cost him a lot.

And Hofford Quinn intends to spend the same amount of time correcting this mistake.

After leaving Bailang Bay, the ship entered the sea.

Ampein put down the map in his hand and looked out the porthole.

This route is one of the main trade routes to the Wolf's Heart Harbor, and you can see merchant ships coming and going from time to time. Occasionally, fishermen's boats come close to sell fresh fish, meat and vegetables.

If he was still the king, the three-masted ship sailing around him that was supposed to be flying the royal flag, and if he wanted to eat fresh food, he would naturally have a maid to deliver it.

Blame the damned traitors for everything!

It's been almost a week since he was ousted from the throne, and he's been thinking about getting back on the road all the time. Even if there is no way to take the king of the Grey Castle, at least he can't let the three major families lie comfortably in the city where they belong and enjoy the fruits of rebellion.

After much consideration, Ampein finally chose his first place to settle down, the Thousand Blades Fort in the Wolf's Heart Kingdom. It is close to the Dawn border, and it is rumored that its lord is related to the Dawn nobles, so he should not be too mean to the Moya family. The most important thing is that the nobles of the two places have a close communication, and if someone wants to use his identity to do something, they can easily contact him.

Don't look at those lords who were ready to act before, in the final analysis, it was all for profit, and now that he is no longer the ruler of Glowlight City, there is naturally no basis for conflict.

Not only that, but his bloodline can be used as a tool for them to grab new profits.

In order to take revenge, Ampein decided to temporarily wronged himself, and when the time came, those who despised him would surely taste the bitter fruit!

Thinking of this, he felt a lot of heartfelt lifted, and at the same time, a feeling of hunger came from his stomach.

Eat some fruit first, once you leave the coastal boundary of the morning light, the route will be much deserted, and he had just heard the sound of fishing boats picking up their side.

Ampain shook the string in front of the table—it connected to the bell outside the house, and when it rang, the maid would enter.

This time, however, there was no reaction from outside.

His brow furrowed immediately.

Could it be that he was so downcast that a maid dared to be lazy and perfunctory? In an instant, he had murderous intent in his heart.

Well, if it's really her negligence, it's not bad to use her as a warning example. Except for the members of the Moya family and the knights who swore allegiance to the death, the rest of the party was indeed becoming less and less visible.

He wanted to let them know that even if he was on a ship, as long as he was there, it should be no different from the palace.

Ampein got up and walked out of the room, only to find no one in the hallway, not only maids, sailors, guards, slaves...... All gone. The cabin was eerily quiet, except for the rustle of the sea crashing against the hull.

The cold hairs on his back suddenly stood on end—

Something is wrong here!

Was he abandoned? No...... No way, even if the mercenaries and servants want to abandon him, the family-trained guard knights will definitely stand up to stop them, and the two sides will not be silent when they argue!

Ampain was ready to climb up the stairway from the stern master bedroom to the deck, where there should be a sailor anyway. But as soon as he turned around, he saw a bloodstained short sword against his neck.

The sword-wielder was an ugly woman, but her eyes were as bright as a star.

She was not a person from the ship, and Ampein immediately realized that such a characteristic person could not be unimpressed in his mind.

It's the attackers from outside!

"Who sent you? Do you know what you're doing, untouchables! I'm the Lord of Dawn, of House Moa—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

He found that the air could no longer be exhaled through his mouth, and the gushing blood had blocked his throat. A tearing sting pain stretched from his neck to his chest, and the chill that swept through his body robbed him of all his strength.

As he fell, he heard only a casual whisper coming from above his head.

"Oh, that's just a mortal. ”