Sin City

Chapter 13

After hundreds of years of flourishing, the Archimonde family members now consisted of two marquess nobles and seven Earl nobles, the Viscount and the baron were not many and not much different, either, the total area they owned exceeded 100,000 square kilometers. In the entire Sacred Alliance, the history of the Archimonde family was not long, but its strength was clearly not weak, and was one of the most important forces. But the strange thing was that if another family possessed strength and territory as big as the Archimonde family, a duke or even a grand duke should have appeared a long time ago, but the highest title in the Archimonde family was only up to the Marquess, the Archimonde family had no shortage of strength and strong people, they had powerful magicians, high-level warriors, and various kinds of strange high-level Jobs, such as dragon magicians, demon knights of hell, and many others, Shadow Rituals, and so on. The Norland continent was not peaceful, it could even be said that war was the norm. The land occupied by the human race was less than half a continent, and was at war with a large number of races to seize the area of power.

Humans might be as aggressive as demons, they were not only against other races, but also their own sense, the raging war not only ignited in the Norland continent, he said, but it also spread to the depths of the oceans and many planes.

In such a chaotic and complicated situation, it was not difficult for the Archimonde family who had many geniuses, to create a duke or even a grand duke. As long as they concentrate their resources on expanding their territory, acquiring sufficient territory from other races, and occupying that territory firmly, they will be able to establish a civil, economic, and economic system, and a complete judiciary, and coordinating and balancing the distribution of interests in the family, at the longest in two generations, a duke will be created. At least half of the Duke nobles of the Sacred Alliance were born this way, so in the eyes of the nobles of other countries, the Holy Alliance Empire was a fortress of tyrants and hamlets, so in the eyes of the nobles of other countries, the Holy Alliance Empire was a fortress of tyrants and hamlets, and the emperor was the greatest tyrant among them. It was just that, when something reached a certain level, it would undergo a qualitative change, as well as violence. The violence of the royal family of the Sacred Alliance had passed the tipping point of human psychological resilience, thus it had won the respect of most of the old nobles.

The violence of the Archimonde is no less, but its history is too short, and the fatal thing about its short history is that the accumulation of wealth and power is not enough, and they were also too crazy to have any honor.

The current head of the Archimonde family, the Marquess of Gordon, is itself an example of violence. When he first started training fifteen years ago, he was only a third-rate novice fighter. But he displayed his personal strength, great political and military talent, successfully seizing the Elf Imperial Court in the Evernight Forest ten years ago, which was news that shook the entire Sacred Alliance! Not many people dared to attack the Elf territory, but only Gordon dared to venture deep into the Evernight Forest, with only fifty Construct Knights and over a thousand other troops, and the attack succeeded!

Gordon, who became a marquez at the age of 33, lived in the Castle of the Black Rose and acquired Esjan, a territory that the Archimonde Family had specially prepared for the chief.

Among those who admired him, Gordon's experience was legendary, and the legend still continued, however, apart from the Black Rose Castle, Marquess Gordon's absolute influence was only the territory he had established. Other members of the Archimonde family usually ignored his orders, in the Archimonde family, the title of the chief was only more like a pure honor, if there were no Black Rose Castle and Esjan.

Heraldic and historians specializing in the Archimonde family tree have concluded that the reason why this family failed to have a Duke was because it was rooted in independence and rebellion that flowed in blood. Each Archimonde would not submit to others, not even to their own father.

This was not a rigorous discussion, a scholar making judgments was also not very knowledgeable and not reputable. If it could not use the results of its research to obtain the funds rewards of any noble in the Archimonde family, that scholar would even end up being a vagrant, if it did have the ability, he said, it should not be doing research on such an uncommon family, a scholar who became a vagabond would probably end up dying from falling ill. It is said that when the results of the scholar's research were sent to the table of the Archimonde chairman during that period, the chairman who had read the contents immediately ordered that anyone from the Archimonde be prohibited from giving him funds in any form. But members of the Archimonde family who have a tradition of rebelling, this time surprisingly obedient and actually carry out the orders of the chairman.

There is only one real reason behind this, which is that the results of the study are full of beautiful rhetoric. Although the logic is confusing, the examples are absurd, and full of childish chaotic speculation, but the conclusion is precisely correct.

The distance from Rutheran Village to Esjan was more than 3,000 kilometers, and the journey only took less than half a month. On the way, Mordred told Richard about the Archimonde family, he also introduced the customs and power distribution of several continents, so when he arrived at Esjan, Richard already knew a lot about this family.

Family, this is a new word for Richard. In the past he did not even know the purpose and concept of his father. How could he know what family was? But judging from Mordred's attitude, this powerful knight should be very important to the family. The concept of a family here was much broader, not only blood related or bloodline, but the small nobles and knights who followed the main family were also considered as people in the family. The bloodline is the link between families, but its meaning is not limited to blood alone. Many specialized lineages possessed unique abilities, and combinations of different lineages often resulted in new abilities. The abilities of certain lineages were extremely powerful, powerful enough to make people desperately try to obtain them. Therefore, nobility and family had a new meaning in the Norland continent, the purpose of marriage was not only to political alliances, but also to create powerful descendants.

When Richard stood in front of the gates of the Black Rose Castle, he should already have a deep understanding of the Archimonde, but little Richard was still feeling puzzled, everything that Mordred poured into his mind was like a broken puzzle piece, which he could not assemble into a complete picture.

Returning to Esjan, the knights disbanded to go home to rest. Mordred brought little Richard to the Black Rose Castle and temporarily placed him in the living room. The room is located on the outside of the fort, then the two young servants bring new clothes and accessories, and fill the bathtub in the bathroom with warm water. Marquess Gordon had already arranged to meet Richard at dinner, so before that, Richard had to take a bath, change clothes, and have a good rest.

Richard took a quick shower, then lay down on the bed. He still has an hour to rest. Although the tiredness of traveling far still exists, but now he can not calm his chaotic mind. While bathing earlier, the two maids did not leave, little Richard did not even need to move a finger to take a bath, Richard once tried to resist and resist, but was easily suppressed by the maids, but was easily suppressed by the maids, although it looked thin, but the strength of the two servants was even stronger than the village chief, they pressured little Richard to nothing to resist and were obediently bathed from toe to head clean.

Richard's guest room was not large, but five meters high, there was only a narrow window at a height of three meters that allowed outside light to enter. The walls are made of obsidian and are not specially polished, retaining their original appearance as if they were freshly mined. The rough walls were decorated with tapestries and sword shields, the tapestry was deep red, Richard felt it was red like dried blood. The condition in the room is very dark, without torch lighting, vision is still a little blurred even during the day even when lying in bed, Richard could only feel a gloomy aura constantly emanating from the ground, walls, and every corner. But there was a fire running down his veins, it was a fire that was kindled by two servants, at that time the two servants were secretly laughing, so the clever Richard felt that they were intentional.

The chill and fire intertwined, making Richard's head even more confused, since leaving Rutheran Village, no, since the enlightenment ceremony, everything felt like a dream, the world seemed unreal. Amidst the chaotic thoughts, the sound of knocking on the door rang out, it was time for dinner.

This castle seemed to be filled with a faint aura, attached in front and behind, entangled in every step it took. It made him feel a sense of rejection and discomfort from the soul, a sense that was difficult to explain in words.

The dinner restaurant was not the largest restaurant in the Black Rose Castle, but its scale was definitely the level of the Duke's noble place. Its aura was fifteen meters high, it looked tall and dark, although the walls were filled with torches, but the light of the flames was still not enough, there was a dining table that was twenty meters long, and there was a table that was, Richard, dressed in the costume of a noble boy, sat at one end of the dining table, facing his father from a distance across the table who could simultaneously accommodate thirty people.

It was a man with a strange charm, with a smile on his face the entire time, well-groomed hair and a bushy short beard forming an inseparable part. Age had left a slight trace on his face, there were some fine lines at the corners of his eyes, those dark green eyes were clear and pure, but made those who saw him almost feel like there was no end to it. The man sat down casually, skillfully cutting the roasted lamb on a plate, eating it quickly, and occasionally drinking a mouthful of red wine. There was a strange rhythm to his movements, and in fact, even if even the most fussy ethicist was here, it would still not be able to find any omission in his movements, of course, he said, the man ate too fast and too much, but his elegance made the one who saw him not realize that the few kilograms of lamb on his plate had been exhausted in just a few mouthfuls.

It was a very elegant and attractive man, Richard inevitably had to admit this, even though Richard was eager to throw the silver dinner plate he had in hand into the man's face.

In the future, he would understand more deeply that the person who wanted to throw something into Marquess Gordon's face was countless.

And now, little Richard managed to hold back the emotions, not for himself, but for his mother. Until now, he still did not understand the meaning of his mother's wishes, but perseverance, patience, and wisdom made him know that in the near future he would understand the deep meaning of these desires.

Richard attempted to sit with his back straight and handle the food with awkward movements. The food in front of him was very sumptuous, the kitchen cuisine of Black Rose Castle was very famous, as it had the best red meat chef and cake chef in the entire peninsula, but Richard had absolutely no idea what it was eating, he said, Richard had never been trained in noble ethics, but at first glance he knew that the way he held the knife and fork explained his origin in the countryside, she had absolutely no idea of the nobles' rules of eating, but the little Richard who had already changed clothes looked extremely beautiful, and her thick temperament was somewhat similar to Gordon's, but her, even the many servants who passed by quietly glanced at little Richard. Richard is a teenager now, in a year or two, he should already have the charm of a man

After elegantly and miraculously spending twenty kilograms of lamb meat, Marquess Gordon wiped her mouth with a white tablecloth and smiled. His mouth was huge, so when he smiled, it revealed a dazzling array of white teeth.

"Your name is Richard."

Richard simply nodded without making a sound, he could hear that Gordon was using a narrative tone, so those words did not have to be answered.

Gordon smiled and said, "You were lucky because of your Archimonde march, but you fared badly too because of your Archimonde march."

Richard raised his head at this moment, met Gordon's gaze, and said calmly, "My name is Richard."

Gordon's eyes were as clear as water, few people could see him, but Richard raised his head and did not back down at all.

First Gordon smiled, then sighed, and said, "Your nature is very similar to your mother! But he never said your name was Richard Moonsong?" This is a question and a statement.

Little Richard hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "He never said that." Now, he understood a little about her mother.

"So, your march is Archimonde, no matter if you admit it or not" Gordon said. At this moment, he had finished eating all the main dishes, so waved his hand, and ten maids walked in to pack the koto plates, then changed the new tableware, and served seven desserts.