This name puzzled many because they knew that there were no clues that could lead them to the real name of this man in black.
Many had a strong premonition that this so-called Gracier was just a name used as a cover.
"Sir!"
"Come in."
Many waved his hand and signaled for the soldiers outside to pass the information to him. He walked out of the secret room and returned to his study room. He sat at his desk and opened the envelope.
Henry's intelligence indicated that Sibor was now in a strange state. In short, Sibor, which many feared at the moment, was not in danger of being attacked because the rebels had begun to fight among themselves and were too preoccupied with their own affairs.
At the same time, Stu's body was found in the moat.
This news caused something in many people's hearts to tremble. Come to think of it, it was really strange. It seemed that they had some grudges with the prince yesterday, but today, everything had vanished with the prince's death. They had also turned from a small Baron to a powerful Count in the Empire. Everything had changed too quickly, and many of them were not used to it.
Victoria and many others were the only ones who supported the Royal Family in the empire. In other words, Flora, the only remaining member of the Royal Family, all the nobles in the south had rebelled. However, the only thing that puzzled many people was that Winricton, who was in the north of the empire, had not made any moves. Did they not know that the empire had undergone such a huge change?
They really did not understand what Count Gadchalin was doing.
* * *
"Sir Count, we have arrived at the Count's residence."
The coachman pulled the reins and stopped the tall carriage. The guards in the front and back immediately surrounded the area to prevent any possible assassination. Sibor had recently implemented a curfew because this territory was the only territory in the western part of the Empire that supported Flora. From a strategic point of view, it faced direct pressure from the city of Sibor where the rebel army was located. On the other hand, many of Klimt's territories were on the other side of the Empire. This increased the pressure on their side because if Sibor chose to attack Sibor, many of their reinforcements would always be one step behind.
But this was not something to worry about at the moment. What Victoria needed to do now was to protect her territory.
Today, Victoria was wearing very ordinary clothes. Recently, she frequently visited various military areas and often left the Count's residence. This was not a wise move, but Victoria had no other choice. She did not want Sibor to follow in the footsteps of the Sith court, where they lost their last soldier. That almost annihilated lesson made Victoria deeply understand the importance of the territory's army. So, she repeatedly emphasized the improvement of the army's control and strength. These were the last things she could use to challenge the rebels in the future.
After getting off the carriage, the guards formed a protective circle three meters away from the Count. But just as Victoria was about to step into the Count's residence, the sound of a few crossbows suddenly alerted the soldiers!
"Kacha!"
Two crisp sounds rang out. The soldier behind Victoria Count was hit by the fragments of two crossbow bolts. The soldier looked up abruptly, only to see the slender figure in the air sheathing the dagger at his waist. The crossbow bolts on the ground had already broken into several pieces.
There were a few sneaky figures moving around in the residence in the distance. But Victoria Count did not care about their assassination. She immediately walked towards the Count's residence. At the same time, there were a few soft sounds coming from the residence …
The assassin who used the crossbow did not have the time to attack a second time. When he was nocking the crossbow, a few figures suddenly appeared in the air and cut the assassin's throat without hesitation. Then, they disappeared on the spot. When the soldiers arrived with their weapons, they only saw a few corpses that were still bleeding.
This was the third time.
Victoria Count did not want to recall the assassination attempts that she had faced these days. If it weren't for the Cullen Trolls, she would have died a long time ago. These powerful fellows secretly protected her, which made Victoria feel uncomfortable at first. But when the Cullen Trolls pierced the throat of an assassin who was five steps away from her and was already in an attacking posture with his dagger, Victoria realized that … she owed that guy more and more favors.
In the end, the Cullen Trolls used various methods to intercept the assassins that wanted to assassinate her, which gave Victoria an illusion — With these guys around, she would definitely be safe.
However, the Countess wasn't foolish enough to experiment on herself. After inspecting the military region, she wisely chose to stay in the study room of the Countess' mansion. Perhaps she wasn't aware that there were six Kulun Trolls in the study room, and there were nearly twenty Kulun Trolls guarding the perimeter of the room. Trying to assassinate me?
No way.
Not only were the Cullen Trolls outstanding in stealth, but their anti-stealth ability was also extraordinarily strong. Basically, if an assassin below the level of Henry came here, he would be seen through immediately.
Sibor stayed in the western part of the Empire peacefully, just like its neighbor, the Elven Empire. However, the current Imperial City of Xiilias wasn't very peaceful.
…
Merkel looked back at the distant Xiilias City and sighed. Then, he boarded a carriage and withdrew from the Imperial City with his Luminous Vatican army.
Charnak's illness had actually never recovered. Bishop Becky's treatment was only to prolong the last of this monarch's life. In fact, all high-ranking clergymen knew that this monarch's illness was already incurable. The curse on his body was the 'Curse of Aging' that even the Pope couldn't do anything about!
This curse was not an ordinary Necromancy magic. Light Purification might be effective against other Necromancy forbidden spells, but it had no effect on this vicious' Curse of Aging '!
This was because it wasn't purely Necromancy magic. It was mainly mixed with Spatial magic elements, and this wasn't something that ordinary people could deal with. An Elemental Magician might be rare on the continent, but there weren't many Spatial Magicians in the entire continent. This was because this type of magic required inheritance and not simple teaching.
The mysteries of space and time belonged to the mysterious Golden Dragons. However, after the War of the Abyss, these dragons had disappeared without a trace. Apart from the old undead with extremely long lifespans, there were almost no Spatial Magicians left on the continent. Furthermore, there weren't many Spatial Magicians who could release such a forbidden spell!
Saville?
He couldn't do it either.
No one was willing to guess who released the Curse of Aging that even the Tenth Order Pope could not do anything about. Because no matter who the culprit was, no one was willing to provoke a demigod who might have surpassed the Tenth Order. So, the conclusion of the culprit had become a joke. The last thing the Luminous Curia could do was to send Becky, an unknown bishop, to salvage the situation.