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Volume 4: Tower of Violet 697: Loyalty

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    There is no moon this night.  ⊙ A light traveling carriage passed by the side entrance of the General's Mansion, stopped briefly, and then left again.  The figure in a gray cloak walked quietly to the door.  With a creaking sound, a narrow crack appeared in the wooden door, and he stepped in, revealing the handsome face under the hood, which was none other than Modsic.  The person who opened the door was a young man of 26 or 27 years old. He was the grandnephew of the old general Kurdran and the commander of his personal guard.  Of course, he also has a secret identity as a member of the "Iron Lion Club".  "Follow me." He should know that his identity will be exposed tonight.  But the young man did not hesitate at all. He held a lantern and led the way. When the servants in the mansion saw that it was him, no one dared to come forward to question him.  Until the door of the courtyard of the flower hall, the old housekeeper who was dozing in the porter opened his eyes and looked at him and asked, "Gilno, who is this?" "The king's special envoy came from the front line of Severa." Gilno.  Nuo Xin said with a calm expression, and there must be no flaws in it.  And speaking of it, this is not a lie.  "Then, please wait a moment and let me report to the master of the house." The old butler did not doubt it. He turned around tremblingly and walked towards the front hall in small steps. After only a few minutes, he turned back again, stretched out his hand to invite, "Master  Please go in." Modsic and Gilnor looked at each other, and the latter shook his head and signaled that he would wait here.  Modsic didn't force it, he straightened his robes out of habit and walked into the flower hall of the General's Mansion.  To preserve heat, the hollow window lattice is inlaid with a layer of translucent glass.  The four corners of the flower hall were lit with simple bronze lamps, and the room was very bright, which attracted the attention of the frail girl in a lake green dress.  Can hold a book and recite softly.  The gray-haired old general was half-reclining on a couch covered with clouded leopard skin, with his eyes slightly closed. He didn't know whether he had fallen asleep or was quietly listening to his granddaughter's reading.  On the tables in front of the two of them, there were two cups of tea.  Pale white water vapor rises, creating an ethereal mood.  "General." Modsic couldn't bear to break the quiet atmosphere and stood there for a moment before taking a step forward and bowing to salute.  "Modsic?" Old General Kurdran opened his eyes and looked at him, frowning and asked, "Didn't you say he was an envoy from the front line?" "I am the envoy," Modsic unbuttoned his cloak and hung it on the entrance door.  On a tree-shaped hanger.  He turned his head and asked, "General, do you mind giving me a seat?" "Please." The old general was still a little confused. Modsic was the king's seal officer, and he would never rush back to Nuo for no reason.  Man, could it be that something happened during the frontline war?  "General, don't worry, nothing happens on the front line." Modsic sat across from him elegantly, seeming to have guessed what he was thinking.  He chuckled and replied, "In other words, the war is going extremely well. It won't be long before the good news from the front line will come one after another." "Sir, please have some tea." Thinking that they were going to talk about some military affairs, Feini was surprised by Modcic.  Pouring a cup of tea, he excused himself and said, "Grandpa, I'm going back first." "Young lady, you don't have to be polite." Modric bowed slightly and said warmly, "There is something I want to tell young lady." Feini  She frowned slightly, glanced at the old general, then sat down again and waited for him to speak.  "Due to the wanton slaughter of civilians, Viscount David was severely punished by the king. He was deprived of his military position, deprived of his title, and expelled from the imperial army. He will never be hired," Modsic racked his brains to find a topic.  "You two probably don't know about this yet, right?" "Really?" Old General Kurdran looked solemn, while Fei Ni couldn't hide her joy.  In this way, she really doesn't have to worry about David bringing up old things again.  "But if the Southern Expeditionary Army loses one dragon knight, won't its combat effectiveness be affected?" The old general is more concerned about the frontline war.  "The king doesn't think so," Modsic waved his hand and replied, "Besides, if you don't punish such people, how can the king convince the people?" "Then, where did he go?" The old general pondered for a moment, and then  asked.  According to the speed of the Dragon Knight, it wouldn't take long to fly back to Norman, but in the past few days, he had not received any relevant information.  "I don't know about this either." Modsic only received this urgent letter on his way back to Norman. As for the specific matter, he didn't know much about it.  "I'm afraid you didn't come back to Norman just to tell us about this, right?" The old general motioned for him to drink tea. When Feini was filling the cup with water, he asked in a deep voice.  "If I say that my trip is to carry out the king's secret order, will the general believe it?" Modsic asked rhetorically.  "Xin," the old general looked at him and asked, "how do you need me to cooperate?" "What the old general needs to do isStay at home, sit quietly and drink tea," Mordecic said frankly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from him. "At least before noon tomorrow, don't leave the house even half a step.  " "What if the rebels besieged the city and the Normans were in chaos?  "After all, the imperial capital is left behind, so Kurdran will not know anything about it. And he is already ready to lead his army to put down the rebellion. "I will handle it.  "Modecic leaned back, smiling warmly, but his tone was firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt. "Your Majesty, does this mean you don't trust me?  "Kudran was stunned, and after a while, he asked in shock. "Of course the king trusts the general, but the general has a shortcoming," Modsic shook his head and continued, "You are too kind. If you preside over  , then you can only catch some small fish and shrimps, but you cannot catch them all.  " Kurdran thought for a long time, gradually turned around, and sighed dejectedly, "I understand.  " Feini approached lightly, changing water and pouring tea for the two of them. Seeing the disappointed expression on her grandfather's face, she held the old man's frowning hand, hoping to pass on her comfort. "As the imperial capital, if you stay here,  "If I stay in the house and don't go out," the old general took a sip of hot tea, cheered up again, shook his head and said, "won't I expose my flaws?"  " Modsic sighed secretly and did not answer. Of course he understood this, but in order to appease the four commanders of the Guards, he could not sit back and watch the old general in danger. "So, if there is a change in the city, I must step in to suppress it.  .  "The old general said categorically. Seeing that Modsic just shook his head and smiled bitterly, he suddenly asked, "There should be people assigned by the king among the imperial guards, right?  "Modsic nodded silently. He really didn't expect that the old general Kurdran would be so aware. "Where is the king's edict? I need to confirm that you are not lying.  "The old general straightened his back and asked solemnly. Modsic took out a pouch from his arms. There was no edict in it, but there was a seal, the personal seal of King Nachini. "With this military talisman, you can  Changed his name to command the Imperial Guard.  "Kudran checked it correctly, and also took out a gold-cast military talisman from his arms and stuffed it into his hand. "Feini, read another paragraph.  "Then, the old general lay back down again, closed his eyes slightly, and at the same time waved his hand to signal Modcic to leave. … (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: (Second update)  .)
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