In March 1257, in a certain continent that was full of wind and clouds, mysterious and unpredictable, and in a hot late night with noisy birds and doves gathering together.
It, an ancient castle, a magnificent and connected town "Uxhall", stands majestically on this continent.
At a glance, the city walls, streets, stables, residences and other facilities are perfectly maintained, giving people a sense of solidity and stability.
It is a bustling scene. On the square, the lights are bright and the crowds are surging. Inside the market, there are countless products.
But inside the lord's hall of Kejunyu's carved walls and Guayingda Township, it was so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.
In the hall, my brother, a young man in his prime, was holding a German war sword and suddenly stabbed the old man in front of him!
The old man was called Count Dilinard, and he was now the veritable lord of this impregnable town.
Due to years of fighting and frequent injuries, coupled with his old age, he suffered from cold and disease recently.
At this time, the old man was seriously ill, dying, weak and collapsed on the bed, and could only let others slaughter him.
A few sudden sword blows ended the old man's life...
The bony chest had been torn open, leaving the living heart completely exposed to the air, beating feebly.
The second blow that followed pierced his throat alive, and the throat was immediately torn apart.
"May you be well in hell, father."
With an expressionless face, he unsheathed his sword. His head rolled to the ground as the sword was drawn out.
A headless body with blood flowing into a river will never move, just waiting to be crushed and ashes thrown away.
Next, he left secretly and walked to the bedroom door on the other side in a familiar way.
That was the younger brother Russell who was sleeping soundly.
"My good brother..."
He quietly opened the lock with the key he had prepared, returned the blood-stained sword to its original owner, and laid it on its side.
The whole town knew that my younger brother was the only one who owned the Germanic war sword that northerners were good at using.
My brother is thinking this way, it is undoubtedly certain that the charge of assassination will be framed on you.
【new task】
【You have been framed by your brother, please deal with this matter as soon as possible.】
[Comment: With all due respect, you really slept like a dead pig. You didn’t even know someone was coming.] The next morning, the sun rose slowly, dispelling the coldness of last night and bringing hope and warmth to this continent.
The tragic assassination case was also discovered by everyone. It happened that Ms. Bena returned at this time.
She is the legal wife of the old man who died tragically last night, and the mistress of Uxhall.
She was followed and protected by 20 Swadian heavy cavalry and 30 Swadian infantry, and slowly arrived at the gate of the town.
The guard standing guard at the door was a young man with excellent eyesight, and he recognized Ms. Bena at a glance.
"Good morning, noble Lady Bena, please return to the castle hall as soon as possible, your husband..."
"What's up with him?"
Seeing the guard hesitate to speak, Beina couldn't help but feel a flash of worry in her heart.
She left for several days to go to a village under Uxhall, which was her brother's territory.
And she went there to clean up her brother's crimes.
"Our lord, Count Dilinard, was assassinated last night."
Bena couldn't believe her ears, her body was shaky and she almost fell off her horse.
The knight next to her had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hurriedly supported her.
"This is absolutely impossible, where are my two sons! What were they doing last night!"
Emotions such as shock, sadness, resentment, disbelief, and bewilderment flooded into my heart.
She didn't know what to do, so she had to hurry back to the castle hall first.
In the hall, the elder brother and younger brother Russell were quarreling with unprecedented intensity.
"Damn it! It was you who did it! Look at your German war sword,
It's still filled with the smell of blood! Only you can cut the jagged wounds on my father's body.
Our long sword does not have such a blade at all! I advise you to recognize it as soon as possible!"
"Brother, I have told you thousands of times! I did not kill my father.
You, on the other hand, are bullying young girls and young women in your own territory, that peaceful and harmonious village,
My mother still has to run around outside for this dirty thing, which is really an embarrassment to our family!
Because of this, my father wanted to give me the inheritance rights, so you got angry and framed me for patricide."
My brother didn't show any sign of guilt. Instead, he smiled ghostly and said:
"Oh, God, this is really funny, brother, framed? Where is the evidence?"
Seeing that the quarrel became more and more fierce, the two people were about to slap the table and fight each other with fists and kicks.
At the critical moment, his mother, Bena, arrived in time and temporarily calmed the dispute between the two.
After asking about the situation, she was helpless and hesitant.
In fact, she is not heartbroken now because of her husband's death.
In this feudal hereditary system, women have a low social status and have no say at all.
In life, the husband just uses himself as a fertility machine to vent his anger.
But his younger brother Russell was very angry. Unlike modern society,
Install cameras? Play back in the surveillance room? Investigate fingerprints? Absolutely impossible.
According to the laws and regulations of the Kingdom of Swadia, after the death of his father, his son naturally inherits the territory and title.
The competition between him and his brother is unavoidable. His father has favored him since he was a child, and this is still the case when he grows up.
I originally thought that after I obtained the territory and title, I would let my brother spend the rest of his life peacefully without killing everyone.
Unexpectedly, he carefully planned an assassination and framed case, which was truly treasonous.
The endless desire for power, the overt and covert political struggles, and the continuous accumulation of wealth have made this continent exist to this day.
Soon, the fire could not be contained, and the assassination cases in the town spread to the central capital of the country.
This country is called Swadia, and the king of Swadia, Harlaus X, also knew about this.
"The real murderer will not be found for a while, and the evidence will be difficult to search for, but the position of lord cannot be left vacant.
In this case, a real sword duel will be arranged three days later, and the one who survives will be Uxhall's new master.
I will go there in person to watch the duel."
The king's decision was conveyed to the town of Uxhall through scouts who traveled through the starry night.
Russell had already expected that the royal family would make such a simple and crude arrangement.
He also passed the golden finger system beforehand and knew his brother's true strength very well.
[Comment: I think you can give him a good beating and make yourself famous on the continent of "Calradia".]
Russell's sword proficiency has exceeded 150, and there is no suspense in this duel.
He smiled knowingly and communicated with the system:
It turns out that this magical continent is called Calradia. My trash brother doesn’t even have a name. I’m afraid I’m going to get a box lunch in the next chapter.
【Perhaps you are the one receiving the lunch box, please continue the game.】