Pseudo-Villaines

Makar Plan (3)

That night, a fairly large boat took down a small canoe. The waves are quite calm. There is no big problem for a small canoe to penetrate the surface of the vast and dark sea.

Every now and then, the waves and the night wind hit the four people in the canoe, making it oscillate in the middle of the ocean.

Regardless, the canoe they were riding on still drove steadily towards an island that was in front of him.

There was no good reception once they managed to set foot on the island. Instead, hundreds of arrows flew after them.

No one panicked. Someone instantly picked up the sword that was draped around his waist and swung it towards the arrow that was targeting them.

Instantly, an extremely strong wind blew, making the arrow scatter in all directions and fall to the ground without a single one hitting its target.

"Stop right there! Who are you and what is your purpose for coming to this island!?"

From a cliff not far in front of them, the cry of someone resounded. The night that had been quiet and cold, was now heated thanks to the tension that occurred.

One of the newcomers finally opened his mouth.

"I want to talk to your leader!"

Instantly, a commotion came from the direction of the cliff. I don't know what made the people there so boisterous. But it didn't last long. Moments later, a man two meters tall with a scar on one of his eyes approached the group of migrants.

Face fierce. His hands were so big that he could knock an adult's head down with his mud. A large sword was slung across his back. Judging from his posture, once he slashed the sword, no one could escape death.

"You looking for me?"

Simple sentences, but they contain strong intimidation. Either his partner or the uninvited guest were both trembling. However, the one person who became their representative was completely unperturbed.

He just threw a bottle of paper. The big man caught him. Although he originally wanted to see the contents right then and there, he decided to postpone it.

"I gave you a chance. Read the contents and you'll know what I mean."

It seemed like this uninvited guest was in no mood to linger on this island. Without saying anything else, they left. Leaving a group of people behind them and wading through the dark sea.

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Meanwhile, the same night, in Duke Cassilas.

The Duke was walking towards somewhere, accompanied by one person beside him.

His footsteps led them both to a place. And the place in question is a warehouse that holds a lot of weapons.

"Mr Bryant, thanks to your help, we can gather this much power now. As I promised, once the prince ascends the throne, you will be rewarded as a new noble."

Thas right. Duke Cassilas and Bryant have been working together since the war ended. Bryant will focus on financial matters. Duke Cassilas promised him the title of Baron and a territory.

He also promised to allow Bryant to take all of HuCas' assets when Prince Hans came to power. Bryant and his company are eternal enemies with HuCas. By mastering HuCas, he would have access to a wealth that he had been unable to attain.

"Three more days, Mr. Bryant. Three more days my army will march towards Saint Georgia, assisted by the troops of Earl Baldric and Viscount Lostov, I believe we will win.

"When the king abdicates and the prince both thrones, a new era will come to shine a light on the kingdom of Dublin. You, and those who support me, will enjoy the results later."

Bryant smiled broadly.

As Duke Cassilas said, when the king is gone, a new era is coming. However, the new era was far from what he had imagined.

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The next day, outside the De Ruhr area.

About 20 knights belonging to Jean were patrolling outside the castle. There are those who walk through the forest and some are escorting trading groups to the city of Ruhr.

Five knights were sent as scouts. Everything went well. However, the five knights who served as the scouting unit spurred on his horse very quickly. Their faces looked very panicked and worried.

They headed straight for the knight headquarters and informed their commander that something bad had happened. As soon as the commander knew what the problem was, his eyes widened and he immediately spurred his horse towards Jean's mansion.

And so, Jean's peaceful morning was shattered.

He was sleeping, flanked by two flowers. Priscillia the short hair girl in silver and Natasha, her lover who is a beautiful girl with purple hair.

The door to his room was knocked hard. Jean realized that something emergency was happening. It turned out to be Rose standing at his door. His face looked very panicked.

"Mr Jean, Duke Cassilas' army of 3000 is heading to this place! They had built an encampment not far from here, ready to attack at any time!"

Unlike Rose, Jean smiled as if she expected this to happen. He patted Rose on the shoulder.

"Not to worry. That means he is a careful person. Their job is not to attack us. They were just sent to make sure that we don't interfere in the conflict that's going to happen in the capital."

After saying that, Jean hugged Rose's body and kissed her with heat. Of course the girl initially thrashed. But over time, she received Jean's kiss.

It was only when she returned to her sanity that Rose encouraged Jean. Once their lips separated, Rose had a very red face and rough breathing.

Deeply embarrassed, Rose walked out from in front of Jean. He wanted to eat it too, but this was not the right time. Jean immediately left after kissing Natasha and Priscillia.

Since everything was in line with his estimation, then now was the time for execution.