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Chapter 1247 169. Beheaded and Become a Dog

"Praise the noble god Jinuhat!"

Sir Makarov's lips trembled, and his heart trembled with them.

If Joan doesn't come back, he plans to find Killian and die together in exchange for the Empire's forgiveness...

When he ran out of the castle, he saw Miss Montreal standing there. Her hair was messy, her face was dirty, her skirt was covered with mud, and even her shoes were gone. But at least she was still alive...

"Thank God you're okay!"

Joan imitated the demeanor of Olmedo, the greatest noble she had ever seen, and whispered coldly, "Killian...he did something he shouldn't have done."

Sir Makarov's face turned pale: "Did he..."

"What are you talking about? He just offended me!" Joan gave him a strange look.

"That's good... That's good..." Sir Makarov patted his chest in relief.

The gaffe was not so serious as to be irreparable.

"But no one can offend the Imperial...Liberty City!"

Sir Makarov straightened his body, like a soldier in front of his superior: "I understand, Miss Montreal, I, Makarov Lohar, will be the sword in your hand!"

"How many people have you got?" Joan asked him.

"The territory also has a great swordsman and elite mage, and can summon a hundred swordsmen!"

"not enough……"

After all, Sir Makarov is just a small lord on the edge of the Broken Mountains, and his territory and background are not as good as Lord Killian.

Joan asked Sir Makarov to send someone to rush to the capital of the Kingdom of Dimon to ask for help, while she stayed here.

She still has a guard in the hands of Lord Killian, and by the time the rescue from Liberty City arrives, that guy might be hard.

We must rescue her before it's too late!

"How much money do you have?" Joan asked Ser Makarov.

"what did you say?"

"Coins, gold, gems, everything valuable!"

"Of course!"

"Give me all, the more the better. And prepare for me a carriage and a guide."

Sir Makarov now followed Joan's lead and without saying a word asked the butler to get what Joan needed.

"There is one more thing." Joan said with disgust: "There is a spy among you. Killian knew it as soon as I arrived at your territory... I think the spy is about to run out and tip off the news now."

"I will make him wail for three days and three nights!" Sir Makarov's hatred was genuine.

If Miss Montreal hadn't escaped back... he would probably have been dragged out of his bedroom by the imperial soldiers late at night.

Joan nodded slightly in satisfaction.

Sir Makarov mobilized his men to investigate, while Joan took the time to wash up, change clothes and fill her stomach.

Soon, they found a servant exposed during the interrogation. After arresting her, they learned that someone had given her money to pass on information about the castle through notes.

The servant cried and said that it was not her who betrayed Miss Montreal...after all, half of the people in the territory saw it that day.

Despite this, Sir Makarov took his anger out on the servant who betrayed him and imprisoned him in the dungeon, and continued to catch spies.

Joan didn't ask. After the butler brought the carriage loaded with valuables, she sat on it and pulled the reins skillfully. "Where are you going?" Sir Makarov asked.

"I want to go to the mountain where the 'evil dragon' is." Joan looked at the mountain where the blue dragon was.

"Hire the 'Evil Dragon'!"

……

If the Broken Mountains are compared to an archipelago, then the largest and most central basin in the center of the mountains is the main island of the archipelago.

The Raymond family is located here.

The dazzling golden palace is backed by the highest peak of the Broken Mountains and is surrounded by a towering arched wall. Outside the city are rows of buildings and orderly streets, which are then surrounded by a second circle of high walls. The outermost is a low slum and miners' huts.

It's like a small kingdom.

After escaping, Killian ran all the way back to his family, entered the inner city palace, and met his uncle, the great lord of the Broken Mountains.

The Golden Palace was not simply gilded, but made of real gold... golden columns, golden steps, golden statues... Sitting on the golden throne was the obese Lord Raymond, who was wearing gold ornaments and hollow gold clothes.

Even the servants were covered in transparent golden gauze, as if everything was made of gold.

The Raymond family, who believe in the goddess of wealth, has a fanatical obsession with gold.

After Killian nervously told the story, Lord Raymond, who was similar in size to Grand Marshal Galkin, smiled knowingly, "My nephew, there is only coal and a small amount of ore in the Broken Mountains, how could a member of the Golden Family suddenly appear?

Killian was stunned: "You think she's fake?"

"You might as well think about what we have to attract the Empire and Liberty City?" Lord Raymond cleared his throat.

The golden gauze maid kneeling beside him hurried over and kissed the overlord on the mouth. After a while, her cheeks gradually swelled up and she spat the phlegm she sucked out into the golden water bottle held by another maid.

Killian thought about it. The Empire was short of coal? That was impossible. Liberty City was short of coal? Would they come to him thousands of miles away to ask for it?
"If she is fake, what is her purpose in coming to Broken Mountains? Is Makarov her accomplice? No... He can't use his own guards as bait..."

"But what if she's real?"

Killian was suspicious by nature, and he would remain uneasy unless he saw with his own eyes that Miss Montreal was fake.

"That's the Empire, the Supreme King of our human race." Lord Raymond stretched out his hand. "We have offended the majesty of the Golden Family. Either we kneel down and become dogs..."

His hand suddenly grabbed the neck of the maid beside him.

The maid's eyes widened suddenly, she couldn't breathe. She tried in vain to pry open the big hand that was tightly strangling her neck, and her slender legs were getting weaker and weaker.

Lord Raymond looked at his nephew, his eyes squeezed small by his fat flesh, revealing murderous intent: "Either make those who know about this disappear from this world..."

Killian was stern, took a deep breath and said, "I understand, uncle."

There were not many people who knew about it, but not too few either. Apart from his own confidants and the people in his territory, there was only Makarov's territory left.

Fortunately, I killed many of Makarov's guards yesterday, so his strength should be very weak...

As soon as Killian returned to the territory, his men reported: "My Lord, our people sent news that Miss Montreal returned to Makarov's territory, and left with a cart of the knight's treasure not long after."

"Is he really a liar?..."

Killian muttered to himself.

But what about the blue dragon?

It is said that there really is a blue dragon in Liberty City, and the evil dragon that came a few days ago was also a blue dragon... Is it really just a coincidence?

(End of this chapter)