Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

No matter what she did, she was just so annoying.

Nunalia directly ordered: "Don't be in a daze, you have a lot of things to do today. Envoys from various provinces are rushing into the Duke like crazy to deal with them."

Clindina retorted unceremoniously: "Okay, I understand, Atushen has already told me, you can just shut up, you are very noisy."

"Tsk, you are so disobedient." Nunalia shook her head and said in disgust, "Veroka is cuter. I already want her to take your place."

Clintina said sarcastically: "Ha, you are just my father's lover, so save it, you don't have the power."

The tit-for-tat confrontation between Clintina and Nunalia made the officials and attendants passing by the Duke's Palace lower their heads severely, wishing to pluck off their ears.

Nunalia's methods are a nightmare that no Midden person wants to recall. It is rumored that countless servants disappeared because they knew too much about Nunalia's personal affairs.

As the chief housekeeper, Atushen could only bite the bullet and remind in a low voice: "The two eldest ladies... uh, it's Mrs. Nunalia and Miss Clintina. Please pay attention to some etiquette."

Nunalia finally said: "Tsk, Clindina, it's because of you that I lost my composure."

Clintina glared at her, then hummed a few times without bothering to talk to her.

However, for the officials of the Duke's Palace and the nobles who came and went, they were probably filled with emotion and relief when they could see Lady Nunalia and Miss Clintina traveling together.

Clintina, who had been used as a hostage since she was a child, finally returned to her loyal Middenland, and Lady Nunalia gradually accepted the sole heir. It was obvious that Middenland was stabilizing and improving.

The chief publicity writer wanted to write the words "good" and "win" all over the "Street Light News" in Warm Winter City. In short, it was definitely not bad.

The mother and daughter came to the reception room of the Duke's Palace, intending to receive the envoys from all over the country who were flocking to them.

Clintina took out the document and handed it back to her, and asked: "Nanalia, was this document written by you?"

Nunalia sat on the main seat, lying on her side and taking a nap: "Of course, there are some things that only I can know. It's not easy for you to realize this. You have transformed from a big fool to a little fool."

"Hey, do you even need to ask?" Clintina rolled her eyes and said, "You wrote at the end of the document, "Without Nunalia, there would be no Midenland" and "Nanalia is the most perfect person in the world. "Only you can do these words."

Nunalia said of course: "It's just a fact. I just recorded it truthfully. I can't violate the truth because of my modesty."

Clintina asked casually: "I heard that the Grand Duke of Nordland came here in person, what do you want to do?"

Nunalia said coolly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Clintina put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "My territory has been penetrated by demons, why are you so bad!"

Nunalia said with full of viciousness: "Nordland has always been the evil dog raised by the emperor in the south of Middenland. They are ravaged by demons. I snicker every night."

"I think problems in Nord Territory will not do us any good." Clindina tried to organize her words. "Aren't the people who have lost their homes about to form a wave of refugees that will hit our southern defense line?"

Nunalia flipped through the greeting cards in her hand at random, handed the one belonging to the Grand Duke of Nordland to Atushin, and then said: "Incredible, Clintina, you can actually ask such a question that only a normal person can think of. , finally became like a human being."

Clintina said loudly: "I have clearly read the documents you gave me. The annotations on them are very detailed and anyone can understand them! Nunalia, you must be clear in every sentence. Are you being sarcastic? If you want to quarrel, I will fight to the end. But did you write the comments?"

"I won't do those things for you. The annotations were all added by Richard Shen without authorization. I'll settle the score with him later." In order to save her own face, Nunalia chose to sacrifice Richard and said firmly.

Clintina nodded with approval and said: "Shh, it's only right to say that you can't be human. So how should we deal with those refugees?"

Nunalia replied: "Let the pioneers be collected directly and throw them all to the northernmost land for cultivation. Most of the Northern Xinjiang Plateau north of Winter City has been cultivated and is full of highland barley and barley. Although it tastes poor, it will not kill people. , we are not short of food or people.”

Clindina murmured: "Well, I didn't expect that the northern border, which is full of frozen soil and cold wind, can already grow food. It's incredible. Midden Territory seems a bit strange to me."

Chapter 252: The personal guards force the palace!

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the living room. Several high-level professionals seemed to want to force their way into the hall, but they were firmly stopped by the black-armored guards of the Duke's Palace.

"Don't stop me, I want to see Lady Nunalia! Damn slave, do you know my identity? I am the Marquis of the Cha family!"

Atushen asked in a low voice: "Ms. Nunalia, do you need me to solve it?"

Nunalia waved her hand and said: "Let them in. There is no need to shut out the Marquis's family. The forbidden law knights of the Cha family are the backbone of the Midden Territory. We cannot chill the hearts of other nobles."

Atushen reminded: "But please be cautious. Recently, Binglin Valley, one of the three cities in northern Xinjiang that originally belonged to the Cha family, seems to have some discordant voices, and some residents are trying to oppose you."

Nunalia said disdainfully: "Oh, then let me see their courage and let them in."

After hearing the order, the black-armored guards confirmed that Clintina had no objections and chose to put these nobles from the Cha family into the hall, but also sent two guards behind to ensure safety.

A rich, middle-aged man with a slightly bloated figure asked aggressively: "Ms. Nunalia, and Miss Clintina, please explain why I didn't wait for you until after the death of the last Duke of Cha and his son. My canonization! Please know that I am the current first-in-line heir of the Cha family!"

Nunalia was a little unhappy. She asked coldly: "Ancha, are you questioning me?"

Ancha said angrily: "This is a rule passed down by the empire for thousands of years! But now, I heard that you gave the family crest belonging to the Marquis of Cha to a lowly descendant!"

With a dark face, Nunalia repeated: "Despicable, collateral line?"

Ancha's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have forgotten Nunalia's identity. His face turned pale and he said, "I didn't mean to insult you. I just hope that the inheritance of the noble family will be as it should be, just like your heir." It’s Miss Clintina, and I should be the heir of the Cha family.”

Nunalia uttered a few words that weighed as much as a thousand words: "I refuse."

Ancha said cryptically: "If this is the case...if this is the case, the citizens of Binglin Valley may choose to protest against you! Even the entire empire will accuse you of breaking the rules. If it really goes that far, I will apply for the emperor arbitration.”

"Emperor?" Nunalia's originally gentle face suddenly turned cold. "Are you stressing with me, Emperor?"

Ancha trembled and said: "In any case, I should be the current Marquis of Cha, not Dai Cha, who has been descended from him for several generations."

Nunalia squinted her eyes and asked: "Do you think you are worthy? You think I don't know about the things that the Cha family did in Binglin Valley. If you want to succeed Duke Cha, then you tell me about the recent riots in Binglin Valley. Who caused it, and where did the royal spies in Binglin Valley come from.”

"Ms. Nunalia, please don't bully others too much!" Ancha suddenly screamed, "The nobles already have all the power in their territories. In the end, we are just nobles under the empire. That’s all, you don’t have the final say in the Midden Territory alone!”

Nunalia waved her hands tiredly, and Atushen understood and said directly: "Masters of the Cha family, please go back, otherwise I will be rude."

Ancha pointed at his nose and cursed in Binglin Valley slang: "You are a slave and a eunuch. How dare you talk to me like this? Is your mother a wholesaler?"

Atushen was not angry at all. He still smiled and said: "Please come back, sir. Madam Nunalia is already a little sleepy. I hope your voice can be lowered so as not to disturb her."

An looked at Clintina and said as if he was seeing a savior: "Miss Clintina, please uphold justice for me! This lowly associate of the An family who is trying to usurp your power is destroying the order of our pure-blood nobles. !”

"Uh-huh." Clintina obviously didn't expect to have her own affairs. She had never dealt with family feuds among nobles, so she could only say vaguely, "I believe Nunalia always has her own reasons and deep meanings. "

Ancha suddenly said hysterically: "Damn it, you An family are trying to push us to a dead end! For the sake of those civilians, you took action against the Cha family who have followed the An family for thousands of years!"

His strange behavior alerted the two guards behind him. They placed their hands on the handle of the knife at their waist and slightly unsheathed it, ready to take action at any time.

Atushen still smiled and pulled Ancha: "Please come back, my lords, your treatment will not change in any way because of these things, and your family industry will also be protected by the Duke's Palace and generous tax exemption policies. .In addition to having no rights, you are still rich."

Ancha suddenly said with resentment and jealousy: "No, I can't lose my title. That's what I deserve, you bandits."

He suddenly took out an exquisitely crafted magic crossbow from his cuff. The crossbow arrow was filled with the breath of the evil god and quenched with poison. It was obviously from a Baal believer.

However, this bloated and fat Ancha was too weak. He didn't even have time to pull the trigger of the magic crossbow before he was pinned to the ground by the two black-armored guards behind him.

But it was even more unlikely that this long-planned assassination would end in this way.

Including Ancha, the skin of several nobles of the Cha family suddenly began to bulge like blisters in boiling water, and the skin and flesh seemed to have a tendency to peel off each other.

This is obviously the specialty of necromancers and evil god believers, the seven-ring magic [serial corpse explosion].

The extremely offensive spells, which were comparable to the fireballs of the evocation mages, made the black-armored guards present tense up.

It was obviously a major dereliction of duty to let several assassins who serially exploded corpses get close to Nunalia.

The black-armored bodyguard immediately raised a shield equal to his height and stood in front of Nunalia.

Atushen immediately became vigilant, and protective magic immediately enveloped Nunalia and Clindina.

The security review work of the Duke's Palace is strict at all levels. It stands to reason that there should be no such low-level mistakes!

Something must have gotten in.

[Serial Corpse Explosion] has almost no possibility of stopping once it is touched. After the skin of several nobles of the Cha family swells to a certain extent, it is almost as disgusting as the abomination stitched by Lilinu.

But Ancha did not expect the current situation. He shouted in horror: "No, it shouldn't be like this. They lied to me. Damn evil believers. I don't want to die..."

Before they finished speaking, several nobles of the Cha family exploded. The strong aftermath of the explosion was firmly resisted by the protection of divine magic and the shields of the black-armored guards.

The disgusting smell immediately filled the entire living room. Nunalia frowned and covered her mouth and nose tightly. She asked: "Tsk, how many times is this, personal guard!"

A seemingly high-ranking black-armored guard knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "This is the third time this week. The methods of those Baal assassins are hard to detect. My dear lady, this is our dereliction of duty."

Nunalia kept a cold face and continued to question: "Reason? I want a reason. Your personal guards have always been responsible for the safety of the Duke's Palace, but now it has almost become a sieve. I have to suspect that this is a human factor!"

In the absence of a sufficient number of legendary powerhouses to force their way into the Duke's Palace, there shouldn't be any non-legendary assassins who can escape the scrutiny of the Duke's personal guards and sneak into the Duke's Palace with great arrogance, or even directly threaten Nunalia.

Nunalia had to suspect that there was a mole among the Duke's bodyguards, the only one not under her control.

"Yes, you guessed it right, there are differences among us." The black-armored guard slowly stood up, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and slowly walked towards Nunalia, his powerful aura slowly rising.

Atushen immediately stood in front of Nunalia and said seriously: "Your Excellency, please stop!"

The commander of the Duke's Guards slowly said: "It is undeniable that some of our guards have some doubts about you, so some of them secretly put some assassins in without my permission. .”

Nunalia yawned and asked sideways, "What do you mean?"

The guard's momentum was getting higher and higher, and he continued to walk forward slowly, his sharp gaze revealed from the gap in his helmet:

"Recently, we heard a few words from the Duke. He said that you stole the power that belonged to him, and that you completely devoted yourself to Baal and became the bride of the evil god."

"We are in awe of your rule, but the Duke is inviolable, and Midden Territory cannot really have too much relationship with the evil god. Now, we are doubting whether your original promise of "only using the evil god" is effective, that's all .”

Nunalia was in a high position, looking down from a high position, not showing any signs of panic, and even a little carelessly: "That's it? So this is forcing the palace? You set off a rebellion at the most critical moment of the Midden Territory, repeating the same rebellion! Just as stupid as those nobles who check the family! I feel your patheticness and your short-sightedness."

The guard raised his sword and pointed it at Nunalia without flinching: "Yes, this is forcing the palace. I'm sorry, but it has to be done! The rule of the An family in Midden Territory must not be controlled by the evil god. Shake, it’s such a simple truth!”

Chapter 253 Hush, don’t move, you’ll die!

The atmosphere on the field fell into a suffocating silence.

Nunalia was still sitting firmly at the top, her finger bones tapping on the armrest regularly, like a death knell hitting everyone's heart.

The long-standing power of the superiors made everyone feel great pressure. The commander of the personal guards at the center of the whirlpool was even horrified to notice that his joints were making a tooth-grinding sound.

The unstoppable pressure transcended any differences in strength, and indiscriminate anger descended on everyone.

"What is your request? Repeat it."

Nunalia's cold voice was like the most terrifying frost and snow in the depths of the North, which made the commander of the guards shudder unconsciously. He gritted his teeth and said: "Please prove that you are not a puppet of the evil god, Bride of Baal. Midden The leader is born because of you, but he cannot die because of you. The evil god’s gift is only temporary, but the disaster is eternal. We can’t gamble.”

"What if I say..." Nunalia's voice was very long, and the vicious smile reappeared on her mean face, "What if I said, I am?"

As soon as the words came out, it was as if the earth was thundering, and the commander of the personal guards stood there blankly, a little at a loss.

He could never have expected that Nunalia would not only make no excuses, but would even admit it openly and directly.

Everything seemed temporarily beyond expectations.

Nunalia sneered: "Look, you don't dare to take action, you are not even prepared for anything, this is really too stupid."

She was covered in thick fur and walked down the high platform step by step, her eyes full of ridicule and ridicule.

"Forcing the palace? Military remonstrance? I have been in charge of Midden for ten years, can I be easily overthrown by a warrior like you? Then I am not Nanalia."

Nunalia stood at the door of the living room. The good perspective allowed her to see the entire Winter City from a high place. She walked leisurely and said, "Commander, give you a chance. Kneel down in front of me and pray for forgiveness. I can Let bygones be bygones."