The Marquis pointed at the castle behind him with his horsewhip, and the voice was like thunder: "Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, this is my castle, and there is no red eagle feather."

The non-commissioned officer replied, "I can see it very clearly, I know that this is your Dragonwing Castle, and I was ordered to build a checkpoint here, and anyone who wants to get through guò must prove that he is not the Feather of the Red Eagle."

Brahms was stunned, and then laughed instead of being angry, and after a long laugh, he stared at the non-commissioned officer, and said sarcastically, "Then if you can't catch the feather of the red eagle, will you still have to check in my castle?"

The marquis's voice was very violent, but the non-commissioned officer thought about it, and actually replied: "This is indeed very possible. If His Highness comes to order, I will ask the marquis to cooperate well when the time comes."

Furious, Brahms drew his sword and rested it on the non-commissioned officer's neck.

The non-commissioned officer was only ten ranks, but when he looked at Brahms, he didn't have the slightest fear, and he smiled and said, "Lord Marquis, we have no one in Akmund who is afraid of death, but His Highness once said that the warrior guarding the gate is equal to his own presence, and if anyone kills us, no matter who the other party is, His Highness will kill us all."

The non-commissioned officer stretched out his hand, slowly pushed away the blade of the sword that was resting on his neck, and said, "If Your Excellency the Marquis doesn't want to cut it off, then it's better not to suffer like this."

Brahms's face was swollen red, the veins on his neck were jumping, his eyes were almost out, his hand holding his sword trembled violently, he wanted to cut down with his sword, and then cut this guy who dared to be disrespectful to him into meat sauce.

But now, his sword can't cut down.

Brahms turned abruptly and returned to the castle without saying a word, and the guards who had followed him were stunned, and hurried after the marquis.

In a moment, a team of griffons flew from above Dragonwing Castle and flew in the direction of Sunset City. Richard could set the level to the gate of Dragonwing Castle, but he couldn't control the sky.

The Marquis didn't want to go overland, or if the Akmund warriors continued to insist on checking, he didn't know if he could resist not killing.

In fact, before the Akmund warriors set up the level, Brahms had already received the report.

There were eleven clashes in the past two days as a result of the checkpoints, sixty-three Akmund soldiers were killed and wounded, fifteen of Brahms's nobles were executed, and more than four thousand were killed by the private army.

Richard's methods were obvious and clumsy, and the Akmund warriors at the gate of the castle were bright bait, but Brahms knew that as long as he cut down with his sword, Richard's army would appear outside the Dragonwing Castle by noon.

In Sunset City, Richard requisitioned a noble mansion at random, and set up his residence here.

The security of Sunset City is still in charge of the original city defense army, and the city lord is still performing the duty of management, and there are still 30,000 city defense troops in the city, and Richard only has 3,000 knights left by his side.

Despite the sheer disadvantage, Richard had no worries about his safety, and there was a legendary mage in the city, and it was the lords, nobles, and city guards who had to worry about it.

For the past two days, Richard has been staying in Sunset City, continuing to make the Zuò Midalen Battle Edition step by step, and now that all the materials have been collected, all that remains is to patiently and meticulously make the parts one by one.

Quasi-sixth-order constructs, the requirements for constructors are much higher than those of fifth-order constructs, which is Richard's magic today.

This is also due to the fact that his magic control is extremely strong, and if he changes to another constructor, he doesn't have level 24 or 5 magic power, and it is impossible to complete these magic arrays.

When the Marquis of Brahms flew over Sunset on a griffin, Richard sensed it, he just sent a few knights to guide the Marquis to land, and then met the Marquis in his study.

The atmosphere of the meeting was certainly not so friendly.

Bang Brahms slapped his palm on Richard's desk and roared, "Richard, what do you mean by that?"

Richard sat down and said, "I mean very simply, since I've lost something, I'm going to come and look for it."

Brahms smirked and said, "You want to go to war with the Holy Tree Dynasty."

Richard said calmly: "If the Holy Tree Dynasty has this idea, then it is not impossible to fight a war, but the war is together, no matter what the outcome is, the Brahms family is probably going to be removed from the Norland noble family."

"You." Brahms was shocked and angry, and he didn't expect Richard to be so resolute, and if he had started a war, then Brahms knew that his life would not be easy.

Wars of the nobility, rarely when they are wiped out, most wars end with the defeat paying compensation, it may be indemnity, plane, or territory.

Both sides will catch the core figures of the other family, most of them will collect the ransom and release them, of course, they will also let some important people breathe when they can leave room to avoid the escalation of the war, but at this moment Richard obviously does not intend to abide by these unspoken rules.

Brahms took a deep breath and smiled and said, "Good, good, Richard, I hope you don't regret it, don't blame me for not reminding you, you're making enemies of all the nobles of the dynasty."

Richard finally closed the magic book in his hand, and said lightly, "Sir Brahms, it seems that you still don't accept the lesson, in that case, we have nothing to talk about.

Brahms was furious, and his hand was raised in the air, trying to slap it on Richard's table.

But Richard's gaze immediately fell on his hand.Brahms suddenly felt a chill.That hand trembled.He didn't dare to really fall.He had a feeling.If he dared to slap the table in front of Richard again.I'm afraid that my right hand would not be saved.

Brahms swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Semir walked in, looked at Brahms's back, and scolded disdainfully, "I don't have any guts, but, you just let him go, at least you have to cut off your hands and feet."

Richard smiled faintly and said, "It's too hard, it's going to scare people away, I'm still waiting for them to beat me."

"I really don't understand you," Semia muttered, glancing at Richard and asking, "Why, is it still bad?"

"It's going to take a while, and it's going to take a lot of basic practice." Richard said.

Richard now rarely moves except for drawing the build, even if he has movements, he is also a little jerky, he suddenly has a huge amount of power, and he is still trying to adapt.

Richard opened the magic book again and said to Sema, "Since Brahms is not giving up, then you can do that, and it will be enough for him to suffer for a long time."

Semir shrugged and said, "Okay, but I'd rather punch him in the face."

At dusk, the Marquis of Brahms's griffin returned to the castle of Dragonwings, and as soon as he got off the griffin's back, he saw a mage hurrying to deliver a letter to the Marquis.

Brahms opened the letter, looked at it only a few times, and exclaimed, "What Richard's army is starting to enter our plane?"

Brahms was well aware of the forces he had placed in his own planes, which had been in operation for hundreds of years, had already completed his conquests, and there were not many troops stationed in them.

With the strength of Richard's army, I am afraid that it will not take more than three days for these defenders to be annihilated, and then the vast wealth and resources accumulated in the plane will not be turned into Richard's pocket.

The mage peeked at the Marquis's face and said, "My lord, there's one more thing we just detected, the passage coordinates of the four private planes have been modified."

"So." Brahms suddenly felt chills all over his body.

"So, now the portal to the plane passage is no longer in Sunset, but in the Black Rose Castle in the Asan Territory."

The Marquis's eyes suddenly went dark.

Four planes, four well-developed planes, millions of gold coins are obtained from these four planes alone every year, not counting the other benefits associated with the plane.

Even if he could establish a new teleportation channel in the future, if he wanted to get back the control of the plane, that would mean fighting with Akmund in the plane.

Brahms managed to stand firmly, without falling, and said in a loud voice: "Go, prepare the communication magic array, I want to talk to Archbishop Loufield, go."

Moments later, in the midst of the magic circle in front of Brahms, a thin, majestic old man appeared, with his ornate robes and shining scepter, revealing his extraordinary identity: Cardinal Archbishop Loufeld of the Church of Light.

"Uncle, Richard has just robbed me of four more planes, hasn't the dynasty decided to send troops?" as soon as the image of Lufid appeared, Brahms couldn't wait to call out.

Leffield gave Brahms a deep look, and said calmly: "This matter is now very controversial both in the dynasty and in the church, and I am afraid that there will be no way to reach an agreement in a short time."

"Controversy, how can there be controversy, Richard is trampling on the dignity of the dynasty and the church, are those old guys brainbroken?"

Archbishop Lufeld smiled helplessly and said slowly, "You don't know why Richard did this, do you have to lose this group of gods Mu Ugin, and Richard will not be able to make a new holy structure within a year, but this is not a problem. The point is that the holy structure he is preparing to make now is very important, and it is said that it is related to whether his unborn child can survive."

Brahms's face changed suddenly.What does the bloodline inheritance mean to the great nobles?He knows very well that this is the reason alone.The balance of righteousness before has been subtly tilted.

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