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The silver knife and fork were broken on the moon white tablecloth, and Kadir's green eyes were covered with bloodshot, revealing a little madness and reluctance.

"Mother, why do you say? Did I really do it wrong? Everything in the Perris family should have been inherited by me!"

"No, Kadir, of course you are not wrong. You are the most outstanding heir of the Peris family. Everything Modrian has now should be inherited by you."

"As long as you can get the Viscount of the Perris family, everyone's vision will change accordingly."

The dignified beautiful woman said with a certain tone, with inexplicable colors flashing in her eyes. She knew that the eldest son in front of her was under pressure from all kinds of rumors during this period.

"You, Cadill Geoffrey Perris, are still a genius in the Kingdom of Stock."

"Ha, genius, mother, it seems that the Jeffrey family has no choice but to my younger brother. Do you want to open the gap from me?" Kadir stared at his mother Yana Jeffrey in front of him. The eldest daughter of the Jeffrey family suddenly showed a strange smile. He remembered the warning given by his father.

"If you think too much, Modrian will not be an obstacle to the progress of the Jeffrey family. The glory of the iron thorns will continue to exist in the north." A confident look appeared on Yana Geoffrey's beautiful face, which was the inner pride given by the thousand-year-old nobles.

"Is that right? But the news circulating now seems to be a little different from what my mother said. [War Butcher] Lord Palitzer died in the town of Irvingdale, and half of the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion fell in that war, including my uncle-Alcott Arnold Jeffrey."

Kadill mercilessly exposed his mother's concealment. Since he was taught by Brooke since childhood, he easily discovered the loopholes in his mother's language.

Looking down at the face of Xiao Suo reflected in the smooth plate, Kadir took a deep breath. He didn't want to tie his hands up. He knew that everything he did for Modrian was for death.

Modrian's rise now makes him feel suffocating pressure. Whether it is the heavy cavalry legion under Modrian or the rumored Noxus hand, Dryus, oppressing behind him like a mountain.

"Mother, if I completely turn to Jeffrey's family, can I meet my grandfather?" Kadir murmured in a low voice, holding his hands tightly, and a little blood stained the moon's white tablecloth.

Hey, my ‘brother’, the battle between us is not over yet. Now I am still the number one heir to the Perris family. Everything that should belong to me will be brought back!

"Of course!" Yana Geoffrey looked at the eldest son in front of her, and her beautiful face burst into bright smile.

.............

On the southwest corner of Perris Castle, the classic and elegant study is located here.

A faint magic light illuminated the room, Viscount Brook sat quietly behind the desk, his eyes staring at the open letter in his hand.

Written by Benniez, it is delivered to Perris Castle with magic as fast as possible.

Even though he had already viewed it, Viscount Brook looked at it again and still had shock remaining in his pupils.

The letter describes the information of the plains war outside the town of Irvingdale in detail. In that war known as a miracle, the heavy cavalry under Modrian completely feared the nobles in the north of the kingdom, especially the existence of Dryus, which made many noble families and forces adjacent to the town of Irvingdale breathless.

At the end of the letter, Benniez used some collected data to tactfully express that the powerful knight master under Modrian was not only Dryus, but also a hidden powerful knight master in the war in the town of Irvingdale.

It was precisely because of the joining of the hidden knight-master that the noble coalition was defeated so thoroughly. (The noble coalition and the noble families in the north of the kingdom did not know about Sain's existence.)

"Captain Knight!"

Viscount Brook said softly that what he pursued was nothing more than that. He had been trapped at the peak of the Great Knight for several years, but he still could not see the way forward.

The message that Benny sent was somewhat embarrassed by now, because the second son he exiled actually had two powerful knight masters, even the best among the best knight masters.

"Maybe this is fine, at least he doesn't have to get involved in the throne vortex this time, and the bloodline of the Perris family will be continued."

A hint of confusion and relief appeared in Viscount Brook's eyes. The middle-aged man, who was praised by the outside world as Viscount Crimson, took off his disguise at this moment and showed his true self.

Of course he knew the situation that the Perris family is now in. This was a remains of trouble left after the rise of the Perris family for just over a decade, and it was also one of the results of the battle between the royal family and the Jeffrey family.

.............

The Rivoding Blacksmith Shop is still busy, and there are endless customers coming in and out. It seems that because of the war conflicts broke out outside the town of Irvingdale, the Rivoding Blacksmith Shop has been doing much more recently.

On the contrary, the atmosphere in the second floor secret room at this moment fell to freezing point, and several figures present were wearing cloaks to cover their bodies.

"Mr. Veblen, please give us an explanation." The dark-shadowed man in the left hand whispered. After the voice change, his voice was a little sarcastic.

As the initiator of this war, the Livordin Blacksmith Shop caused great losses to the families and forces behind them, especially after Modrian won, they had to consider the dangers of future exposure.

So this time they contacted each other and joined forces to the Rivetine Blacksmith Shop, forcing the current head Veblenvibron Walker, the high-level alchemist, to give up some benefits to feed back the family forces behind him.

"Haha!" Veblen smiled inexplicably, looking at the representatives of the major forces in front of him who dared not show up, a faint blood color appeared in his eyes.

The Rivodin Blacksmith Shop has stood on the Cadiramos continent for thousands of years, and it is not something that these people in front of him can coerce. Since that is the case, he might as well do things more and let those guys staring at the Rivodin Blacksmith Shop in the dark to see if they can chew on the "fat meat".

"What, Lord Veblen wants to refuse? I heard that Lord Bayer and the heavy hammer dwarf warriors of the Rivetine clan fell in the war in the town of Irvingdale."

Several figures here looked at Veblen at the same time, giving inexplicable pressure. They had already figured out the temper of this high-level goblin alchemist. Once they lost their support, they didn't know whether he could continue to maintain the pride of goblins.

"Okay, I understand!" Veblen sat dejectedly on the wooden chair, his gorgeous robe a little dim at this moment.

"I just don't understand. Do you dare to ask for benefits if you don't understand the meaning of the Rivodine Blacksmith shop??"

"Of course we understand that the situation is different now. After all, the war initiated by the Blacksmith Shop in Rivodine must be borne by you."

"And, Lord Veblen should know that this is the Kingdom of Stock, not the mountain range of the Rivudin Dwarves." Several figures looked at each other, and smiles bloomed in the shadows.

They had long heard of the weapons and wealth mastered by the Blacksmiths in Rivodine, and hoped that this harvest could make up for the losses in the war.
Chapter completed!