Chapter 409: Disloyalty

Of course not.

Little Tru was just bored the night before, so he was there sighing about life.

The next day, a bunch of busy people came to visit, and this was not limited to the old guys in Maiduo Village.

After all, he was a big shot, a big boss among technical officials.

Especially seeing that the country has entered a peaceful era of stable development, technology can make money.

The nobles naturally want to build a good relationship with Little Tru.

The little snow did not stop people's enthusiasm, and waves of people trampled away the snow.

This happened every day, and they socialized every day.

In the end, Little Tru got anxious and hid directly in Ferreira Castle.

It was finally quiet here.

But he had another task, which was to take the two young masters to play around.

The two little guys were also suffocated by being confined in the Duke's mansion.

Tiona received traditional noblewoman education since she was a child, including how to raise children.

So she was usually supervised very strictly, and there were so many courses that Derek could not compare with them in his previous life.

Many people always think that the children of nobles are useless and unlearned. In fact, unless they are nouveau riche, there may be some useless people, but they are definitely the elites among the useless people.

For example, Qin is only ten years old, and he has completed the elite education every day and the study of senior high school, not including special courses such as etiquette, horse riding and archery, and communication.

However, there is a sense of relaxation. When Tiona returned to her hometown, she also relaxed the supervision of the two boys and let them have fun for a few days.

Derek also enjoyed a rare period of free time. He spent a little time every day to deal with some urgent matters, and the rest of the time was just playing.

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Just when the Northern Principality was enjoying the festival leisurely, the Griffin Kingdom was in chaos.

In the area where the battle was intense, the sound of gunfire would sound from time to time.

There is rarely heavy snow here, but it is still freezing in winter.

With the arrival of winter, the royal family of the Griffin Kingdom can no longer hold on.

How happy it was when I laughed at the Locke Kingdom, how painful it is to be slapped in the face now.

In the front-line military camp, Simon sat in the temporary command post with a big horse and a golden sword.

There is always low pressure in his tent. As a general who is famous for killing, his deterrent power is very strong.

This is not the first time that Count Andre has come here, but he feels very depressed every time.

His cheeks look sunken now. On the one hand, it is really hard to run around these days, and on the other hand, it is the exhaustion of energy caused by the inner entanglement and anxiety.

If this person has no conscience, he will definitely not be so painful.

When reality and ideals conflict, it will always be painful to succumb to reality with a conscience.

Of course, Simon never looks down on this kind of entanglement.

Either don't talk about conscience, or die quickly.

It's refreshing and smooth for you to be happy and I am happy too.

This time, Andre came to plead again.

"General Simon, I heard that you recently captured a group of nobles. I believe they have no intention of resisting. Do you let them go?"

Simon sat there with drooping eyelids, giving people a taciturn look.

"No, they funded the rebels, and they deserve to die."

"They didn't know about it, only some relatives joined the rebels." Andre explained.

"Maybe what you said makes sense, but it's too late now." Simon suddenly laughed.

"What do you mean?" Count Andre's face turned pale, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Now you may see the execution scene if you go outside." Simon's smile was very creepy, and a murderous aura stretched out, making people feel cold all over.

Count Andre pushed the chair away and stumbled out of the tent.

At this time, a batch of corpses had been replaced on the cross on the parade ground outside.

When he came, he saw dried, fresh and half-dried corpses.

Those mummies dressed in gorgeous clothes were all nobles of the Griffin Kingdom.

Just as they were talking, the corpses were replaced, and then the living people were hung up.

Because there was still a distance, the sound of struggling and wailing was blocked by the thick tent.

At this time, Andre came out and saw the bodies gradually getting cold, and occasionally one or two of them were not dead and twitched a few times.

Such a scene was full of cruel beauty.

Andre felt dizzy and he could no longer remember how many batches of nobles were killed.

Before, it could be said that it was because the nobles resisted resolutely, but this batch of nobles were all afraid of being killed and surrendered honestly.

In Andre's eyes, they were all good people, good people who should not die.

After stumbling forward a few steps, Andre suddenly turned back to the tent, lifted the curtain, and roared: "Simon, you are too much, you are killing indiscriminately."

This was the first time Andre got angry with Simon. It was really too cruel to kill, so cruel that he could no longer ignore it.

Simon's eyelids were raised, and a pair of eyes were exposed, with a fierce light flashing.

The murderous aura in the air suddenly broke out, and the things that should have been illusory gave people a feeling of suffocation.

"Andre... Count, please remember your identity. These are all enemies."

The cold voice was like a chill wind that scraped through the bones, extinguishing Andre's anger bit by bit.

He remembered Simon's bad reputation, but he really couldn't accept this level of killing.

If they were killed one after another like this, there would really be no trace of the Griffin Kingdom's existence.

In Count Andre's eyes, the king can die, the nobles can die, but the nobles cannot die out.

Only with these nobles can there be the Griffin Kingdom, and civilians are not included.

Simon looked at him, and the atmosphere was very stiff.

After a long time, Count Andre looked away, still emphasizing: "They are innocent, they are innocent."

"There are no innocent people, you and me, and even everyone, there is no innocent, there are only people who should be killed or not killed." Simon replied.

This is equivalent to cutting off Count Andre's hope.

It's like this today, and it will be like this in the future.

Count Andre didn't say anything else, turned his head and left.

This is the first time.

After leaving the military camp, Andre couldn't help looking back.

The continuous military camps of the Northern Principality are like heavy mountains, pressing people to breathe.

"It can't go on like this." Count Andre knew that he had to take action.

Of course, he had complained to Simon countless times, but there was no follow-up.

Obviously, killing is allowed.

Andrei walked step by step with great determination. He had once bowed his head and admitted defeat, and lost everything...dignity, reputation and everything.

But this time he couldn't retreat again, otherwise what was the point of living?

He had always been in contact with the rebels. After all, they were all nobles of the Griffin Kingdom, and they were connected even if their bones were broken.