Bernard was frozen to the point of shrinking into a ball, trembling while snotting. When the parade was over, as soon as someone stood up, he walked out almost without hesitation, but he was suddenly stopped before he took a few steps.
"Benard." A faint voice sounded behind Bernard, and he froze at the moment he heard the sound.
"Father...Master Father..." Bernard turned around and in White Rose City, he could be afraid of nothing, but he could not be afraid of his father, because he knew very well that if there were no Azibert, he would be nothing.
Azibert looked depressed: "Where are you going?"
Benard hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "I want to go home, I don't wear enough clothes, it's so cold."
"Hmph, incompetent waste." Azibert snorted coldly, stood up, took off his coat from him, and put it on Bernard's body.
Looking at Bernard who was stunned, Azibert's mind was full of Yiwen Ian's white mask. When he thought of his voice, Azibert's head seemed to be about to explode, which seemed to be the best ridicule of him.
"You can't leave now, so Leng will hold it for me first. I just thought about it. Although that little beast destroyed my plan, you still have a chance." Azibert said, "Remember I drove you away before?"
Benard nodded cowardly, he dared not ask why.
"You are an incompetent child, and I have always been aware of this, but you can't do it. There are still children who can act as the next head of our Azibert family in Shichichu, so I have always let you do it. Even if you make your sister ****, I didn't say anything..."
Bernard was a little confused. This was the first time Azibert talked about his thoughts.
"But although your child is incompetent, it is still useful according to the method of use. He called you over and beat you up indiscriminately because of this." Azibert continued, "and now, you said you were called back by the Grand Duke to watch the ceremony, but in fact you were pardoned by the Grand Duke. If you stayed honestly until the end of the parade or left the seat in the middle, it would only make people feel that the Grand Duke was very wise. But if you cause another storm on the parade, the result would be completely opposite - the nobles would only think that my decision to let you go back was right, and the Grand Duke called you back for the sake of the little beast Yiwen, was actually an unfair decision. In this way, both the little beast and the Grand Duke would have lost their reputation because of this."
Bernard suddenly felt that his head was not enough. He knew that his father was very powerful and capable of conspiracy, but this was the first time he had heard Azibert analyze it one by one for him.
"That little beast has swept away all the savings of our Azibert family over the past few hundred years. I can't spare it... So watch..." Azibert viciously searched for Yiwen Ian's back, but he didn't find it. "So Bernard, go over to me! Make a fuss! Make a fuss! Make a fuss! The bigger the impact, the better. Then I go up and stop you! Fight, act like a gangster, or even publicly **, do everything you can! Do you understand?!"
Bernard was infected by Azibert's tone: "Father...father, if I can help you, I will definitely do it!"
Looking at Bernard's face, Azibert pointed a gloomy face and patted his son on the shoulder: "Go."
Looking at Bernard's departure, Azibert's face was as deep as water. Bernard's sister Jenna was pregnant. According to the priest's test, this time it would not be a stillbirth, but a very healthy and normal child. In this way, Bernard's mission was over.
If you make such a blatant and unscrupulous riot, let alone Azibert, even Marquis of Hailu can't save him? But people would not think that Azibert was incompetent in this way, but would regard him as a poor old man who lost his beloved son because of Duke Silver Rose's absurd pardon order. Alas, if Bernard had been driven away at that time, such a tragedy would not have happened. It was all because of the order of the Grand Duke, which led to such a tragedy...
Looking at Yiwen Ian's back, Azibert's teeth were almost shattered: "What I said... Yiwen Ian... I will definitely ask you to pay the price..."
Bernard walked around the vast rostrum of the viewing platform in a daze. While feeling excited, he was a little at a loss.
The railings in front of the theme table were filled with nobles watching the floats. The rostrum, which was more than ten meters taller than the viewing table, had a good view. Even if you didn't want to watch the boring performance on the float, it would be very good to lean on the railing and look at the railing.
Bernard looked around and finally had an idea. He had already understood what Azibert meant. He decided to use what he was best at creating chaos, and that would not be too different from his original image.
He searched around the viewing platform and got a bottle of brandy that I don’t know which nobleman used to warm up his body and drink half of his body. He took a sip and swallowed it in a small mouthful, and then poured the remaining half of the bottle on his head and clothes. Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol came out of him.
Then I never knew who was the guy who liked to show off and picked up the quick sword he had placed on the chair and slapped it on his waist. Although the hilt of the sword was covered with gems, it made people worry about its practicality, but this was the best weapon he could find now.
Everything is ready, and the next step is to choose the target. Bernard has also thought about it. He has two choices, choose the most noble and the lowest. There is no doubt that the former can be humiliated in the latter in the absurd way possible, and there is no need to worry that the family will have too deep bonds with the other party because of his own behavior.
However, after looking around, he was embarrassed to find that he did not know any noble ladies who had sufficient identities to create topics. If they were the eight famous ladies in the Yule District Dark** Pavilion, he could recognize them with his eyes closed. However, because of Azibert's strict orders, he knew nothing about the noble ladies who could not touch them randomly.
"It seems that you can only go downstairs and find the daughter of a little nobleman to take them with you and secretly..." Bernard thought to himself in his heart, but suddenly felt his eyes turn white. Before he could react, his body was leaning forward involuntarily-
"Wait for me, wait a moment. Don't you know that servants are not allowed to enter and exit here at will?!"
The tall white-haired girl in maid outfit instantly took a step back and avoided the salty hand that Bernard had put on. She frowned and looked at the drunkard in front of her in surprise. She felt a little confused, but she still politely and calmly persuaded: "Sir, you seem to be drunk. Please go to the back and take a rest."
Yiwen Ian leaned against the iron railing and chatted with Erite casually about the scene in front of him.
"This acrobatic troupe... has never been seen before. The giant man with a height of 2.5 meters should be the legendary fierce clan, right? Although he is a low-status immortal species, he is willing to perform in the acrobatic troupe. The boss doesn't know what high price he has offered." Erite looked at a team of floats slowly coming from hundreds of meters away with a curious look. A giant man threw two female artists into the air with one hand, and then steadily stacked them into pieces as the floats moved. It was a magical skill. It attracted a lot of cheers from a distance.
"Maybe it's a slave, maybe." Yiwen Ian smiled, turned his head to look at it, but his brows frowned.
He didn't expect that Arret would really dare to follow, but this also verified his idea from the side. There seemed to be no connection between the crescent moon and the celestial species resistance organization. Even the big man in the crescent moon like Azibert did not leave - although this would save a lot of trouble.
Hearing Yiwen Ian's words, Arret couldn't help laughing, "How could it be that the Duke of Nanling had abolished the legality of human trafficking when he signed a peace agreement with the Nanling royal family seven years ago. The Pavilion was a native of Nanling, so why didn't he know this? Or was your only intentional pretending to be stupid?"
Facing Arret's seemingly intentional rhetoric, Yiwen Ian shrugged: "Who knows."
Then he ignored Arret's presence and turned to look at the wolf maid behind him: "Aofeta, it's almost done."
The moment I received the order from Iven Ian, Aofeta nodded slightly silently, turned slightly and planned to leave.
However, at this moment—
"Wait for me, wait a moment. Don't you know that servants are not allowed to enter and exit here at will?!"
Seeing Bernard's clothes open, the air flowing in, and leaning towards Aofeta, Yiwen Ian was stunned-
What's going on with this guy who suddenly came out?!
With the pull of the unicorn horse, the huge float slowly walked, and people sitting in the float could hardly feel any vibration.
As the commander of the Sword of Revenge, Kaos, has been with his father since he was just a ten-year-old child, fighting with the imperial army until he was thirty years old. His father, as a former commander, was dragged onto a hanger and died by the Black Duke. He took over the identity of the Sword of Revenge until today forty years later.
A ten-year-old child of the Wolf clan is equivalent to a human being 6 years old, while a thirty-year-old Kaos is still just a child. He has fought with the empire for forty years. At this time, he has passed the peak of the immortal species. However, he has never dared to forget the determination of the Silver Rose family to die when they are enemies of the father-killing and destroying the country. (To be continued.)