Edwin Van Cleef, though young, has not yet crossed the line between youth and middle age in his thirties, but as an officer of the Masons Guild, his mind has suffered countless times, countless times, and repeats, and frustrations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The arrogance and stinginess of the aristocracy, Edwin is not the first time to taste.

Perhaps a priceless stone ornament was made at a great price, but a certain butler refused to pay the balance because of a certain butler's sentence "the lord does not like it", in fact, the balance was filled by some people, and the stonemason who paid a lot of expensive materials fell into bankruptcy.

When the demands from the nobility came again, there was no room for refusal.

work, or persecuted to death.

King Lane is wise and great, he is like a sun, giving glory to the people.

But there are always places in the world where the sun can't shine, and the golden sign of nobility is the most perfect prop. The aristocracy could squeeze the lower classes of the people again and again without paying any price.

In Edwin's incomparably sensitive ears, voices could still be heard coming from behind him.

"All nationals with valid tickets are listening, everyone is only allowed to bring carry-on items up to 10 pounds. Don't worry, everyone will get enough bread and water every day from the time the boat sails to Nanhai Town. In addition, the king has prepared enough food for everyone in Nanhai Town......"

Who doesn't have something dear to them?

Restrictions on carry-on items are a reluctant measure to carry more nationals.

Everyone understands and understands.

In this chaotic situation, in the face of crazy orcs, there can still be such an excellent escape arrangement, everyone is already very grateful to Duke and King Lane.

However, when Edwin saw that the belongings of the officers and men of the Navy had been brutally thrown out of the cabin like garbage, it was to house a hound, which was favored by the nobility. When he saw that only the beautiful maids who were willing to be toyed with by the nobles could get on board, while the old maids were ruthlessly abandoned, crying out heartbreakingly on the docks......

Edwin Van Cleef still clenched his fists, and even his nails were digging deep into his palms, and he didn't notice that blood was oozing.

Aristocrat...... It's almost the master of fate. Under the unreasonable play of fate, Edwin has been pushed into the abyss of despair again and again.

That is until he meets Duke Marcus, a star of commoners, who has risen to the top of the kingdom with amazing talent, courage and wisdom.

He saw another clear stream in the kingdom besides Anduin Lothar, and unlike Lothar, he could really be useful under Duke, and he unconsciously hoped for Duke.

Will Duke finally take control of the Stormwind Kingdom and sweep away this filthy wind of nobility?

Obviously he shouldn't fantasize, but Edwin couldn't help but fantasize about what would happen if Duke was in a high position.

Edwin was still too young, and his thoughts were almost written on his face. Among Duke's subordinates, Makaro has never been a high-force talent, but as the leader of the mercenaries, the eldest Makaro has the most sophisticated ability to deal with people and observe words and feelings.

Macaro saw through Edwin's thoughts almost instantly.

Marveling at Duke's ghostly 'prophecy' abilities, Macaro put his mouth to Van Cleve's ear and said in a voice that only Van Cleeff heard, "The master also said that 'fate will punish the cowardly, incompetent and filthy ones.'" ”

Edwin Van Cleef shuddered: Is Marcus the owner hinting at something?

He turned his head abruptly, and Macaro, the old and sophisticated earl, looked like 'I didn't say anything just now'.

Edwin suddenly had a clearer and clearer premonition that Duke was probably preparing some kind of back-up. Is he going to sweep away all these filthy and despicable nobles? What is he going to do? Is he going to act under the nose of the king in the midst of a great invasion of orcs?

You must know that no matter how wise and great Ryan is, he has never touched the interests of these nobles, let alone punished them.

All Ryan did was to improve the lives of the people as much as possible outside the traditional circle of interests of the aristocracy.

But Duke master him......

Edwin's mind was in turmoil, and he knew very well that as the backbone of Duke's camp, and Macaro was Duke's mouthpiece, Macaro had no need to deceive him.

Did Duke see through his mind and want to gain his complete loyalty?

What are you kidding? What value do I have to deserve to be so valued by the dignified Aquaman?

Van Cleef's head was about to explode.

The only thing he knew was that if something happened to these nobles during this escape, it would definitely have nothing to do with Duke. The excitement of entering the core of power around Duke after sharing a shocking secret was like a liquor poured into his blood, giving Edwin a sense of excitement.

Duke Marcus may really be the hero in his heart who can lead the people on the road to a great future.

Time flew by, and after two hours, the preparations for the voyage were finally completed.

In fact, it was Van Cleef's ship that set sail first.

The transport ships converted from civilian merchant ships cannot be compared with real warships in terms of speed or steering.

Less than half an hour after sailing, Van Cleef saw warships laden with nobles and expensive possessions easily overtake their transports and disappear into the horizon between sea and sky in just an hour.

Looking at the warships that had removed all the naval flags of the Stormwind Kingdom, kept only the Kingdom Lion Flag, and replaced them with the flags of the nobles' family crests, Van Cleef sneered.

Night fell, night receded, and in the early morning, danger was coming at the nobles.

When the morning mist lifted, in the distance were bloody sails that obscured the sky.

The aristocratic private sailor in charge of the lookout was inexplicably surprised, he didn't react at the first time, and then he was stunned for a few seconds before he sounded the poignant alarm bell.

"Dangdangdang—"

"Oh no! Oh no! It's the Bloodsail Pirates!"

Bloodsail Pirates – This is a group of pirates formed by a rebel army led by General Farreville of Kurtilas, whose headquarters are in the Valley of Thorns. As a former navy pirate, the Bloodsail Pirates have extremely good combat power.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the nobles left the navy officers and sailors, they would not necessarily be able to confront the Bloodsail Pirates, let alone drive all the navy off the ship to the death......

Panic and uneasiness, like a bitter cold wind, swept through the entire fleet in a very short time.

Countless nobles were awakened by the alarm bells in their sleep, and everyone's eyes were hazy. But after hearing the name of the Bloodsail Pirate, all the people's sleepiness was blown away.

"Impossible!!"

This is the common first reaction of every noble.

When they put on their clothes at the service of the maids and stepped out of the cabin and onto the deck, the expressions on their faces froze with fear. (To be continued.) )