Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 255
Isa Sandria said in a voice as thin as a gnat:
"Otherwise...how can I be worthy of you..."

Facing Yisha's children's thoughts revealed in an instant, Xia Houyan rolled his eyes directly:

"Stop dreaming, talk as if you are worthy of me as a mourner of the Bofu Sect..."

The whole study was quiet.

Isa Sandria stared at her beautiful eyes, opened her mouth like a shad out of water, and her voice was stuck in her throat.

Lord Frost Maple Ridge sneered and said:

"Dear Miss Isa, no, no, you don't think that this shabby sect of yours is a great political capital, do you? How many burial sects are left in the entire imperial capital? Which cultist is not under the power of the Inquisition? Hiding in the ground, turned into a sewer cockroach? After all, I am also the noble lord who was granted by the empire to the southern wasteland. The soldiers of Igor's pioneering army under me can drown you poor believers with a mouthful of spit... Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, our Igor family really thinks highly of you if we want to win over you Bobu sect, I advise you not to show shame—"

Xia Houyan was talking happily, when suddenly he felt his eyes go dark, and quickly stretched out his hand to wipe his face for a while, and then pulled off the black cloak of Mok that Isa Sandria threw over angrily.

The lord originally wanted to scold and seriously reprimand this chick for her unethical sneak attack;
But he was shocked to find that two clear tears were rolling down Isa Sandria's pale face, and he couldn't speak a word immediately.

"Have you finished? Dear Mr. Elliott Igor, the lord of the Empire's Frost Maple Ridge?" Isa Sandria stared at Xia Houyan with sad eyes, and then walked forward step by step , "Have you finished humiliating my sect, humiliating my 20 years of hard work, and boasting of your rapidly developing wilderness territory? You...do you really think I don't know anything? I know! I know everything! How could I not know!"

Xia Houyan watched in a panic as Isa Sandria stretched out her hand, picked up a stack of papers from the desk next to her, and scattered them into the air like a goddess scattering flowers;
Countless letter papers fell like snowflakes, blocking her tearful and desolate cheeks.

Xia Houyan didn't know why he did this, but he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed a few pieces of letter paper;

As a result, the large characters on the piece of paper quickly came into view:
"Report: The Igor Family Suspectedly Conflicted with Luna Village"

"Report: The Knights of Rock Creek invaded Frost Maple Ridge and was defeated"

"Report: Shuangfengling got rich overnight, the reason is unknown"

"Report: Frostmapped Ridge and Confederates Reach Agreement"

……

One piece, one piece, and another piece, each piece of letter paper is full of familiar words such as "Frost Maple Ridge", "Igor" and "Lord Lord";

Reports about Frost Maple Ridge, about the Igor family, but most importantly, about him, the lord of Frost Maple Ridge, had always been piled up on Isa Sandria's desk.

Xia Houyan suddenly came to a realization:

The immigrant team that the Igor family brought to the Land of Cracked Souls were all natives of Eagle's Rest Castle in the Eastern Territory—there was no doubt that the Bofu Cultist lurking in the team had been secretly transmitting the Frost Maple Ridge to the headquarters of the imperial capital. Information.

Maybe it was a purchase in Huafang Town, maybe it was a secret meeting with a caravan...

These believers of the god of death lurking in the family have too many opportunities to pass on information, so that the information about Lord Elliott Igor will cross the continent and float to the mourner of the imperial capital who has been paying attention to him—Isa Sang Miss Delia's desk.

Niang Xipi, when we go back, the Internal Affairs Department of Shuangfengling will have work to do... The lord thought bitterly.

"Have you seen it?" Isa Sandria's bitter voice seemed to come from far away, "I know all the achievements you have made in Frost Maple Ridge these days...I know all...I How could you not know! You are my fiancé of Isa Sandria!"

"That..." Xia Houyan weakly stretched out a finger, "The fiancé's matter belongs to my father, he's out of his mind..."

"Yeah, of course he's out of his mind." Isa rubbed the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and laughed at herself, "Which nobleman with no brains will let his heir marry a man who lost his parents, territory, knights and army?" Lonely girl? So what if I got Vincent Igor drunk and let him make a marriage contract? So what if I chased away all the suitors around me? So what if I waited for you in the imperial capital? From the Gore family's point of view, how could the majestic Shuangfengling lord who dominates the wilderness and powerfully shakes the southern border have anything to do with a useless courtesan in the imperial capital with a heart like a snake? Isn't that what you want to say? Don't I Do you know? Wasn’t the eye salve your sister Katerina gave me at that dinner party enough? I’ve lived alone in Eagle’s Rest Fort for more than ten years, and I’ve received all the pointers and rumors behind my back for more than ten years Isn’t the gossip enough? Elliott, do you know what those servants in your family said about me? They said that I was a poisonous snake trying to seduce Master Elliott and take away Igor’s family business!”

Having said that, Isa Sandria couldn't stand it anymore, and cried hysterically:

"Why! Why can't I simply like you!"

Xia Houyan looked away slightly.

After yelling, Isa Sandria's mood seemed to ease a little, and she said softly:
"I'm afraid Katerina won't believe these things... For a long, long time, I didn't believe it myself... Why did Isa Sandria, a courtesan in the imperial capital, fall in love with a girl who has been studying in the school city all year round, even the eagle breath Master Igor, who has never been back to the castle a few times and met very few times? I don’t believe it either... But, when I was eight years old, that’s what the fortuneteller at Eagle’s Rest Castle said: ‘Isa, you This life is destined to marry the future head of the Igor family'; but, after I came to the imperial capital, I dreamed of you every night; but, when Uncle Vincent's treason case happened, I was really thinking about you Fate weeps...I must be bewitched, did you cast a spell on me, my Elliott?"

"Actually, we, Shuangfengling, advocate the breaking of feudal superstition..." Xia Houyan muttered.

In fact, at this point, he has already used modern psychological science to roughly figure out Isa Sandria's mental journey.

Isa Sandria, whose parents died and her territory was lost, came to Eagle's Rest alone at a young age, and she must be in a state of emptiness that requires extreme dependence and sustenance—in other words, severe PTSD;

And the little Isa and the lord at that time happened to be a pair of peers with the same outstanding appearance. The servants in Eagle's Rest Castle inevitably spread some gossip, saying that it was Elliot Igor and Isa Sandria is a match made in heaven or something...

Rumors are like political propaganda, if you say too much, it becomes true;

Little Isa, who was already very psychologically empty, and after being fooled by that bullshit fortune teller, maybe she really put her heart on him, the young master of the Igor family...

Xia Houyan suddenly broke into a cold sweat: Isa should not know her "glorious deeds" of prostitution in the school city, right?

Should not know?

……Bar?

Isa didn't know her fiancé yet, and she had already issued a mental diagnosis report for her in a short period of time, and she whispered softly as if possessed:

"Okay... Your Igor family doesn't want to marry me in... Katerina Igor sees me as a scourge that wants to swallow my younger brother...Yeah, I'm just a stigmata with an empty title The Countess...the Countess...how ironic...I don't have my own territory, how can I get into the eyes of the Duke of the Western Territory, who is a big business in your family? You know how much I paid to sit at the same table with your Igor family Do you work hard? The Thin Burial Sect... The Thin Burial Sect... Elliott, which normal girl wants to confuse herself as a cultist and live two lives in fear every day?! But what can I do?! My stigmata landed In the hands of the orcs, the bones of my parents are still buried in the soil of the Eastern Territory! Elliott, I have paid so much, and you come to me and tell me that my thin burial sect is worthless, and your Igor pioneer The army can drown my congregation..."

When Isa Sandria said this, she suddenly trembled all over, and a trace of despair filled her eyes:
"Yeah...how could I be as good as you...one year...one year...you turned Shuangfengling into this in one year..."

Xia Houyan rolled his eyes violently, curled his lips, and said carelessly:

"Damn, I thought it was a big deal... I didn't say it, you girls really have the time to be sentimental and cranky, use your brains to solve real problems, okay..."

brain...?Reality?
Isa Sandria, who was confused, looked at the lord with hazy tearful eyes.

"Isa Sandria, my fiancée!" Xia Houyan pointed at the Countess of Stigmata seriously, and said loudly, "I ask you to pay attention to a problem! My father is already dead, Katerina's opinion To be honest, it doesn't matter too much, she will definitely listen to me in the end... Although from a political point of view, neither Master Laurie nor Mayor Joel is likely to agree with the Igor family to put a landless empty-headed woman The Earl married into the house... But none of these can replace the opinion of the lord! Mother Xipi has gone against the sky, does Shuangfengling have to be judged by others?!"

Having said that, the lord also slapped the table violently with emotion.

His hand hurts.

But at the same time, Isa Sandria's tear-stained cheeks quickly returned to blood.

"Ai, Elliot..." the countess said in a daze, "You, you mean... you want to marry me? You... you want to marry me?"

"Dear Miss Yisha, think of something good for you!" Xia Houyan crossed his arms, and the ivory spit out of his mouth was completely beyond Yisha's expectations, "Please don't get me wrong, what I mean is that you, as a person whose parents died and a territory The lost society raises young women, running around like headless chickens all day long, but just forgets the most important and reliable person to turn to for help—that is your fiancé, the master of skills! The stigmata land that was taken away by the orcs...Isa, don't worry, I will take it back and give it back to you one day! As for our marriage contract..."

Xia Houyan blinked slyly:

"...Welcome our Lady Countess of the Stigmata Land. After finishing the ancestral territory, come to Shuangfeng Ridge to discuss grand events with the Igor family."

"Recapture, recapture the stigmata..." Surprised, Isa Sandria even forgot her lifelong event, and her delicate body shook for a while, "But...but how can you take it back? I know you Frost Maple Ridge is not what it used to be, but...but that is the Beastman Federation..."

"If you give me the Bofu Sect, I can do it." Xiahou Yantu saw it poorly, "Isa, I won't take your Bobu Sect for nothing. As a reward, I will return your territory to you in the future and let you The bones of the parents who died tragically are buried in honor - this deal is fair, right?"

"So...my Bomber Sect...you still want this..." Isa Sandria held her forehead with a wry smile.

"Perhaps...you can ask for more than this." Xia Houyan sneakily listened for a while, and after confirming that there was no one outside the door, he leaned close to Isa Sandria's ear and whispered, "I remember you before Tell me, let me find you when I'm free? And you will do everything for me as a wife? Then I'll take the liberty to ask—are we now 'free'?"

"I, me, me..." Isa Sandria's ears turned red, "That's all a joke..."

"Oh." Xia Houyan retracted his neck without interest, "Then I'm leaving."

Isa stared at him shyly and angrily for a few seconds, then moved lightly with lotus steps, leaned lightly on the desk, stretched out a trembling hand behind her, and lifted her skirt up:

"My, my... the first, the first time, you... be gentle..."

……

Bai Shuang, who was holding the list of Bofu sects, knocked on the door of the mourner's study room and waited for a long time before the lock was finally opened;

The head of Lord Mourner, wrapped in a black hood, poked out tremblingly through the crack of the door.

"Mourner, Mourner?" Bai Shuang asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's... not bad..." Because the foley snail didn't know where it was, Yisha used her own voice directly-anyway, Bai Shuang didn't know which of the so many false voices was real.

"Is it really all right?" Bai Shuang hesitated, "Your breathing seems a little rough..."

"I'm fine!" Isa raised her voice a little.

"Oh..." Bai Shuang looked at her worriedly before handing out the list of believers in her hand, "This is the list of believers you asked for just now, I have already taken it for you from the secret library..."

Yisha muttered something in a low voice, then stretched out a slightly damp hand, took the list, and threw it into the room without looking at it.

"Do you need anything else?" Bai Shuang asked.

"No, no need... let's go!" Isa gasped.

"Are you okay?" Bai Shuang took two steps back.

"Go and do your work!" Isa's words were almost squeezed out between her teeth, bitter and bitter.

Bai Shuang hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, turned and walked out.

Then, she heard the door lock of Lord Mourner's study click behind her, and it locked again.

(End of this chapter)