As Eric hesitated, there was a loud bang from under the city gates. Willik had already pounced from his horse and slammed his fist into the gates. The copper skin behind the door immediately bulged, and Willik threw two more punches. The copper skin exploded immediately, the deadbolt shook, and the door collapsed.

At this moment, the Blood Wolf Knight's mind went blank.

"Oh no! Oh no, Count! ”

Lanza crashes into the Count's room, and Gilles is wiping a short-barreled fire. Gun. He deliberately pointed his gun at Lanza, who carefully avoided it, and said, "Lord Gilles, we are already surrounded. ”

"I'm not deaf, I can hear very clearly." Giles fired a shot at the window door, blasting a fist-sized hole out of the window, and then stood up: "Where are their troops?" I'm going to hang all these untouchables! ”

"My lord, I don't think it's a good time to crusade against them. The knights and soldiers are standing in their way, so you better come with me. As soon as Lan Zha's words ended, he heard a commotion outside. A moment later a soldier stumbled in, and he even fell, his helmet rolling to Lanza's feet.

The soldier got up and shouted, "Oh no, my lord, they're coming in." We can't stop it, what are we going to do, Gilles? ”

This man is a young man from the Gilles family, and in a hurry, he has forgotten Gilles's identity. He called him by his name, and when he heard Gilles' eyes flash with anger, the Count raised his gun and fired. The firelight flickered next to Lan Za, who subconsciously shrunk his neck before looking. A bullet hole appeared in the soldier's forehead, and blood rolled out. He looked at Gilles and tried to say something, but he fell to the ground anyway.

"Waste, isn't it just some chaotic people, just kill it. Panic what! Gilles looked at Lanza, "You go out with me, I'm going to kill them all." ”

The earl's eyes became crazy, and Lanza looked at the gun in his hand, not daring to disobey, so he had to nod in agreement. The two of them strode out of the study and down the hallway to the stairs. Gilles didn't think about running down, but Lanza turned around and ran away in the other direction. Giles turned to see that Lanza had disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"Rubbish, even you betrayed me!"

Gilles's roar came from afar, and Lanza sneered. I want to go crazy with you, I'm really stupid.

A few random shots were fired to vent his anger, and Giles gasped. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, but it was a group of people rushing downstairs. First were two knights in silver armor and bright red cloaks. Behind were a dozen Crusader swordsmen, who were menacing. Gilles put aside his rhetoric and screamed and raised his gun. The knight quickly raised his long shield, and the power of the pistol could only nail a spark into the shield, and the knight behind him was naturally unharmed.

Giles simply dropped the pistol and turned to run. One of the knights threw his shield over and smashed it into Gilles' back. The Count screamed and was knocked to the ground by his shield. Turning over again, a snow-white sword was pressed against his cheek and plunged deep into the carpet beside him, and Gilles could see his horrified face on the sword. He cried out, "You can't kill me, I'm the count!" I'm Earl Giles! ”

His screams echoed through the hallways, so ridiculous and powerless. The Count barely crawled to his feet and shrank to the wall. There were more and more people in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by people. The two knights crossed their swords in front of him to prevent him from escaping. The swordsman behind him moved out of the way, and several people stepped forward. Gilles looked up and saw that it was Jora, and next to Vera and the priest.

Ruola looked at the young man in the corner of the wall who was huddled in a ball, and her heart suddenly felt sad for no reason. I wondered how Oban could have a son like Gilles. She shook her head, her eyes sharpened, and said, "Gilles, you're gone. Listen to me now, give up the Earl's position and give it to someone more suitable. ”

"A better fit? Is it you? Jora! Gilles exclaimed.

"No, the elder brother's position will only be inherited by his heirs. You have several siblings, and among them, I will pick a suitable person. Ruola looked at Gilles and said categorically: "But no matter which one inherits, it will never be you!" ”

Gilles laughed, nodded and said, "Okay, everyone has betrayed me anyway, and I don't have anything to say." Let's do it, I'll go write a statement now, and I'll automatically give up the Earl's position, do you think that's satisfying? ”

Hearing Gilles so cooperative, Jora breathed a sigh of relief. In the moment of her slackness, Gilles suddenly rushed past the two knights, sliding a dagger from her cuff and stabbing Jora in the chest. Jora's eyes lit up, and she didn't reach for her sword. Grab Gilles' wrist directly and push it forward. Gilles's body shook, and he lowered his head to see clearly that he was holding a dagger in his hand, but it was stuck in his chest.

He looked up and cried out viciously, "Jora, you! ”

If Ramen pushes forward expressionlessly, Giles can't scream anymore, and a line of blood runs from the corner of his mouth. His eyes widened, and he reached out his other hand to catch Jora. Eventually, he could only catch air, and Giles fell to the ground, his body hitting the carpet hard, shaking up a cloud of dust.

After a while, Jora sighed and said, "Let's say that Giles died of illness, and still hold a funeral for him according to the earl's specifications." ”

Fr. Miró smiled, "On behalf of the Church, I would like to promise that Count Gilles will have a beautiful funeral. ”

Jora nodded, feeling tired.

The next day, the death knell of the Count's death rang again in the Ark Harbor. Less than half a year after the death of the Earl of Auban, the city sounded the death knell twice, but this time Giles's death did not bring much sorrow to the people. On the contrary, people were so happy that they couldn't celebrate with a drink in public. After all, since the death knell has been sounded, it means that Gilles still retains the name of the earl and died, so the least respect must be given.

Even if it's just a superficial tribute.

Jola held a grand funeral for the death of the Count, whose hearse was pulled by four black horses and four white horses. The knights of the Deep Sea Scales are dressed in black armor and white cloaks, and are protected by left and right. After a circle around the city, the convoy drove into a Christian cathedral. Presided over by Father Miró, St. Vera prayed, and finally twelve pure pairs of boys and girls sang hymns to the count.

In the child's heavenly singing, the funeral attendants had no doubt that the Count would reach heaven in song. In the hymn sung like an angel, the Count's coffin was taken to the family cemetery, where it was buried next to the Count of Auban. Jola erected a monument for him, and everything was done according to the earl's specifications.

It wasn't until the funeral was over that Giles's life really came to an end. And for many more, life starts anew.

Of course, this certainly doesn't include Lanza.

Yesterday he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but he managed to escape from the White Castle. Unfortunately, the guards at the gates had already asked Jora to replace her with her own people, and Lanza saw that the gates were closed and heavily guarded. And he fled again, but was caught in the middle of the city. Since then, Gilles's intensification has been inseparable from Lanza, and people have long hated this man who advises the Count. When Lanza was twisted into Ruora's eyes, the image-oriented man, who was more beautiful than a woman, was beaten and bruised.

Jora threw him in prison, and at first Lanza shouted for Jora to release him. But in the next few days, Lanza was desperate to find that Jora had neither interrogated him nor tortured him. But they just ignored him, and looked at the situation, and they would rot him in prison.

Is there anything more terrible than being forgotten? That apparently didn't.

At least, for Lanza.

It's just that Lanza guessed half right, and Jora did hate him to the core, but he didn't really ignore it. It's just that after Giles' death, his siblings were still young. Jora had to take over his place for the time being, and took care of the various affairs that had been delayed in Ark Harbor day and night. Of Giles's brothers, she preferred the boy named Arte. Arte was a full eight years younger than Giles, but despite his small size, he was already talented in many ways.

After Jora made her decision, Miro and Vera quietly took Art away at dusk. Art will remain in the church and be fully trained in political, military, and even personal force. This is the promise that the Church made to Jora, and now is the time to fulfill it. After the "Light of Honor" of the Bauhinia Collar Academy is established, Yate will be transferred to the college for further study. Most importantly, the future Earl of Ark Harbor will be closely associated with Allen as a result.

In fact, this is the ultimate purpose of the Light of Honor. While this academy continues to export all kinds of talents to the empire, it also means that Allen's connections will cover the entire territory of the empire and penetrate into every strata of the country. It's a long-term plan, and you don't see much return in the early days. However, if we push back the dimension of time by ten years and eight years, it is not difficult to find that the benefits are huge.

It's late at night again.

Having just finished talking with Vera and a dozen or so important people in the Ark Harbor, and constructing a preliminary blueprint for the city's plans for the next ten years, Jora shuffled back to her room at the White Castle with a tired pace. She refused to move into the bedroom where the Count had lived for generations, preferring instead to choose her former residence. First, it is to respect Oban, and secondly, it is also to tell the outside world that she is only temporarily acting as a lord, and she will always hand over this power.

Jora's approach has won the support of the family and made many people feel at ease. Otherwise, Jorajan had the intention of inheriting the title, and although it was more difficult to operate, it was not impossible to succeed. When the time comes, if you marry the son of the Marquis of Iron Spear, it will be difficult to say who this territory will be in at that time. And that's definitely something that many people don't want to see, and Jora knows it.

She lay on the bed, but she remembered the person in her heart. If he was willing to help himself, maybe he wouldn't have to be so tired.