After walking for a few minutes, Marquess Beruin finally reached the Lion Brigade camp. The mont the troops of the Lion Brigade saw him, they instantly stood up.
"My lord."
"Hmm," Marquess Beruin replied as he kept walking. He then saw Kuartin, who seed to be taking a rest while cleaning his sword.
He approached Kuartin, and Kuartin, sensing his arrival, instantly stood up.
"My lord."
"Kuartin, I heard from General Zordan that you did a great job and contributed greatly in this battle. Good job. But why did you not tell that you had already co back from Abrum?" Marquess Beruin said with a slight smile.
"Thank you, my lord. It’s just that I was truly fortunate to et soone who could help us in this war," Kuartin replied.
"And my apologies for not telling you earlier about my return. The situation at that ti made refrain from contacting you because of the spies problem, my lord. I only intended to contact you after this."
Every ti Kuartin saw that smile since his lord changed in character, he felt sothing strange, as if it looked fake. Now that there was a possibility that the person in front of him was not his lord but a devil, it made him feel fury and disgust toward this unknown man.
"I see. Then what happened to the town lord of Abrum? Who was the one that killed him? Was it the devils?" Marquess Beruin asked again.
"About that, this is sothing that is connected to the person that I brought here, my lord. Well, he was the one who killed the town lord, and he has justification for doing so, my lord. Even I could not do anything about it."
Marquess Beruin frowned. "What? Then why did you bring him here? You should have brought him to the main family for judgnt much earlier."
Seeing his lord’s reaction, once again Kuartin felt that this man was not his lord. The man in front of him did not ask about the reason why the town lord was killed. He simply judged that Aldrian needed to be brought to the main family for judgnt.
If it were the past, before his lord changed, then he would have asked so questions first before judging sothing. Now it was as if his lord only wanted to bla Aldrian and him without pointing out what was wrong with the town lord.
It made him grow even angrier, but he tried to calm himself down. He slightly bowed.
"My apologies, my lord, but you may et him first and judge later. Even if he is in the wrong, there is no way I could bring him to the main family if he refused to do so. He is a powerful cultivator who could wipe out our family if he wanted to."
Marquess Beruin frowned deeper.
"He is that strong? Where did he co from?"
Kuartin shook his head. "This subject has no idea, my lord. He never stated his origin, but from my observation, it is obvious that he is not from our kingdom."
Marquess Beruin’s expression turned pensive for a mont before he looked at Kuartin again.
"Where is he? I want to see him."
"Ah, this way, my lord. He is in the tent." Kuartin then led Marquess Beruin to the tent where Aldrian was staying. His eyes glistened as he looked forward. Now that his lord would et Aldrian, the mont of truth would finally be confird.
After walking for a few monts, Kuartin stopped in front of the tent and looked at Marquess Beruin.
"Please wait, my lord. I will—"
"Please enter, Sir Kuartin, and you may bring him in." Aldrian’s voice cut off Kuartin’s words, which made him pause before nodding. He then entered the tent, followed by Marquess Beruin.
Marquess Beruin finally t Aldrian, and it left him stunned. His reaction was the sa as the others, as he did not expect Aldrian’s young appearance. However, there was sothing that unsettled him deep in his heart.
Sothing about the way Aldrian looked at him at that mont gave him a bad feeling.
Despite sensing that Aldrian only had pseudo Immortal Establishnt Stage cultivation, he just could not get rid of the unease in his heart. Usually, he would underestimate anyone at Aldrian’s level, but at this mont he could not do so.
It was truly strange.
Aldrian showed his smile to Marquess Beruin. His blue eyes made him look amicable, but at that mont he was observing the marquess entirely.
He was quite surprised when he checked the marquess through the system because the person in front of him was actually not a devil!
He was only a normal cultivator and not a devil like what he had suspected.
However, he did not instantly conclude that the man in front of him was free from the devils’ influence because there was sothing strange that he could sense from him. He could sense karma laws faintly exuding from Marquess Beruin.
"This is Sir Aldrian, my lord. He is the one many have talked about, the one who flushed out the devils’ spies. General Zordan truly thinks highly of him," Kuartin introduced Aldrian to his lord.
Aldrian put aside his observation for a mont as he stood up, while Marquess Beruin showed his smile and offered his hand for a handshake.
"So Sir Aldrian is the one many have talked about, the one who made the victory of this battle achieved much more easily with little casualties and caught the devils’ spies. It is truly an honor to et you," he said.
Aldrian, still wearing his smile, took the handshake.
"You must be Marquess Beruin. I have also heard about you. But is Your Excellency truly honored to et ? I thought you wanted to judge because I killed one of the town lords inside Your Excellency’s territory, or at least that is what I heard," he replied, which made Marquess Beruin and Kuartin stunned.
Kuartin was truly astonished by Aldrian’s bluntness. Aldrian had actually heard their conversation earlier, and he clearly did not care about his lord’s feelings at all!
He simply said whatever he wanted, openly jabbing Marquess Beruin with sarcasm.
Marquess Beruin, who did not expect Aldrian’s bluntness, felt offended.
Aldrian was mocking him with those words!
However, he held his anger and kept his smile.
"Sir Aldrian must be joking. I did not intend to do that. That was only my impulsive and natural reaction to anyone who killed one of the officials inside my territory. Sir Aldrian must know that any noble would react the sa way as I did, right?"
Aldrian nodded. "You are right, Your Excellency. I am sorry if my joke went too far. I am just used to it," he said as he released the handshake.
"No problem, Sir Aldrian. I understand."
Aldrian then took a seat again. "Please have a seat, Your Excellency."
Marquess Beruin then sat in another vacant seat and looked at Kuartin.
"You may return to what you were doing. I want to speak with Sir Aldrian privately."
Kuartin glanced at his lord and then at Aldrian before nodding.
"Yes, my lord." He then left the tent.
After Kuartin left, Marquess Beruin spoke again.
"So, I heard that Sir Aldrian is not from this kingdom. May I know where Sir Aldrian ca from?"
"Yes, I did not co from this kingdom. As for my origin, my apologies, but for now I cannot say it. But Your Excellency does not have to worry, as my origin is not from a dubious place," Aldrian replied in a slightly joking tone.
"I see. Then, Sir Aldrian, I want to know the reason why you killed the town lord of Abrum, whom I personally appointed. Did you have any problem with him sowhere before that I did not know about?" Marquess Beruin asked again.
"Oh, no. We had never t before, and my visit to Abrum not long ago was the first ti I saw him. I just happened to learn about his bad behavior, which made kill him without hesitation. Do you know that he was doing many bad things in the town that could tarnish the Beruin family’s reputation?" Aldrian answered.
Marquess Beruin gritted his teeth inwardly. Of course, he knew what kind of things Town Lord Agerus did in his town. He had simply let it happen because he wanted it that way.
However, the fact that Aldrian did not hesitate to kill him showed that he had no respect for him, and this made him angry. It was as if Aldrian did not care about the consequences and simply did whatever was in his mind.
"But Sir Aldrian, do you not think that killing him without informing my family about the town lord’s sins was inappropriate? There is a rule in our family that we must judge those who commit cris before enacting punishnt," Marquess Beruin said.
Aldrian nodded. "That is true, but considering the sins he had already committed, I doubt the Beruin family would not give him the death penalty. So I rely hastened the punishnt so that you would not have to deal with it yourself, Your Excellency. I helped the Beruin family by eradicating him."
’Fucking bastard. There is no doubt, he is trying to ss with !’
For Aldrian to say all that bullshit so calmly, it was obvious that whatever he said regarding this matter would fall on deaf ears. The most important thing to Aldrian was that the town lord was dead.
"Anyway, Your Excellency, it is my turn to ask sothing," Aldrian suddenly said, which made Marquess Beruin put aside his fury.
"What is it, Sir Aldrian?"
"Are you really Marquess Beruin?" Aldrian asked with a smile.
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