In Tikrik's faint old eyes, the orchid, who walked into the room, seemed to be covered with a faint layer of smoke, which seemed particularly mysterious and beautiful. Her slender and beautiful ears made the old man's blood surging, and his heart was beating all over, as if he was about to pop out of his chest.

The old man suddenly felt hot all over, and his gorgeous and straight dress made him feel even more upset. He reached out to his left hand to buckle his collar, wanting to loosen it, but suddenly remembered that he wanted her to paint the portrait, and put his hand down again.

The boss who stood behind the Grand Duke was very understanding and brought a glass of ice water. The Grand Duke drank it all and then felt better.

Meilan sat down in front of the canvas, and focused on the oil paintings, without looking up at the old man in front of her. The keen sense of the elf made her capture the rapid breathing and violent heartbeat of the grand duke. Meilan sighed quietly, is this the human race? Such a naked and unconcealed look!

Under Meilan's gaze, the old man tried his best to show the most majestic posture and suppressed his yu-looking eyes. However, every slight trembling of the elf's ear would make his desire more intense.

The elf's slender ears have always been the old man's favorite thing.

The flames quickly swallowed the last trace of the old man's sanity. He suddenly threw down his scepter and roared on Meilan's body. Meilan exclaimed in a very cooperative manner and fell to the ground. The two entangled human bodies rolled on the ground several times. The old man finally grabbed Meilan's hands with difficulty and pressed her firmly under him.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the boss quietly left the room.

Meilan's tears flowed down, screaming, scolding or begging for mercy. But there was a clear light in her eyes, without any emotional fluctuations. She controlled the range and intensity of her struggle so that it would not exceed the range that the weak old man could bear.

She closed her eyes and felt the old man randomly on her face, kissing her neck and ears. She felt that the old man had difficulty tearing her clothes open, and his dry hands couldn't help but caress her skin. She felt that the old man was extremely anxious and didn't even want to waste time taking off his shirt.

Meilan's heart flashed with all her relatives' faces, and the last one was her lover. She murmured indifferently: "Farewell, my love..."

Then she felt the old man entering weakly...

The excessively intense erectile dysfunction caused Ticrek to lose control almost as soon as he entered. He roared unwillingly and began to pour his hope into Meilan's body.

The magic symbols on Meilan's lower abdomen were slightly shining, and the powerful curse entered the old man's body bit by bit.

Tikrik suddenly felt that the pouring gate had completely collapsed, and torrents of looking out rushing out. In the extreme pleasure, Tikrik suddenly felt uneasy, the torrent became bigger and bigger, and there was no sign of stopping! After the yuwang was exhausted, blood was flowing, and after the blood was exhausted, what was flowing out was the last essence of life.

In Meilan's clear eyes, Tikrik saw his face rapidly becoming withered, and his sparse white hair was falling off in strands. He felt that breathing was getting harder and harder, and his eyes gradually became darker.

At the time of his death, he murmured: "Why? Elf... can be... so sinister..."

Meilan pushed the grand duke who had almost become a mummy and slowly stood up. A maid walked in with wine and a hot towel. The considerate boss knew that the grand duke could not last long, so he calculated the time to let the maid come in so that the grand duke could rest and take care of it.

Seeing the terrifying scene inside, the maid screamed immediately.

Hearing the maid's exclamation, the boss led the Wang family guards into the house. He turned over the Grand Duke Tikrik who had almost become a mummy, tried his breath, and listened to his heartbeat. He suddenly wailed and cried loudly while holding the Grand Duke's body.

Meilan's heart was like a mirror. At this moment, she felt extremely keen and strangely. She knew that the boss was not sad at all, but she cried with sorrow, which made people sigh.

The boss jumped up suddenly, pulled the captain of the guards and lowered his voice: "The Grand Duke is dead! This news must not be revealed. Go and notify His Highness Carlos, Master Rogge, and Lord Shire! Also, the Grand Duke died strangely, and it is probably related to this elf. Please lock her up first and see if you can ask anything!"

Meilan calmly allowed the wolves and tigers to drag him out.

The Grand Duke's Mansion entered a state of emergency. All maids and servants had to stay in the house and could not go out. Those who violated the house immediately. Several guards rode horses and galloped to all parts of Dresden to inform the principality's important officials and handle the funeral of the Grand Duke.

A guard was riding a horse and galloping on the long street. Suddenly, a man in a black cloak appeared in front of him. The horseman stood up and almost lifted him off the horse. The guard pulled out his sabre and shouted angrily: "Do away from me! I have missed a big deal, I have chopped off your whole family?"

The man was not panicked and asked slowly, "What's the big deal? Is it a report to His Highness Danlu?"

The guard was startled and said unconsciously: "How do you know?"

The man lifted his head hood and smiled and said, "Of course I know." It was Roger!

"I will notify Danluo later. You can have a good rest first!" A black flame pillar suddenly rose under the guard, swallowing him and his horse in the flames in the demon world.

Not long after, almost all the important officials of the Principal State gathered in the dungeon beside the Grand Duke's Mansion. No one was interested in this kind of yin, wet, dirty, messy and terrifying environment, and everyone was thinking about the tortured elves in the punishment room.

The guards of the royal palace fully demonstrated their skills in torture. In just two hours, Meilan was tortured to the point of being unhealthy. After being awakened by ice water again, she finally said weakly: "I said... the Lord who made me curse... was His Highness Danlu. Let me... die quickly..."

The ministers and nobles looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Carlos.

Carlos grabbed his hair in pain and shouted, "This cannot be true! My brother will never do such a thing! She is lying! Beat me hard again! Until she tells the truth!"

The captain of the guard hurried forward and whispered: "Your Highness, you can't fight anymore! She can no longer hold on."

Xilaicha said with a look of expression, coughed, and said slowly: "The evidence is conclusive now. I think it would be better to invite His Highness Danlu here first to confront this elf woman. I'm afraid... His Highness Danlu will misunderstand and will not come."

The son of Shire stood up and said, "I'll go and invite His Highness Danlu!"

The powerful ministers returned to the meeting hall of the Grand Duke's Mansion, waiting for the arrival of Danluo with their own worries.

The dungeon became quiet, and Meilan breathed a sigh of relief. A jailer covered in flesh walked in and said with a lewd smile: "I have never seen an elf as beautiful as you in my life! Now that the adults have asked, you are useless. It's my turn to be happy! Haha!"

Before the prisoner's lewd smile ended, a blood arrow had already marked in his throat and fell to the ground.

Roger, wearing a black robe, appeared from behind the prison guard like a ghost. He walked to Meilan and looked at the strong and brave elf woman.

"My child, all suffering is over. The nightmare has passed, and Hilo is waiting for you ahead. The elves will always remember everything you have done." Roger's words were meticulous and peaceful.

"It is my glory to be able to sacrifice myself for the elves and the God-Empress..." The light in Meilan's eyes dimmed...

The powerful ministers of the Principal of Alay were waiting anxiously in the chamber. A noise came from afar, and slowly became quiet again.

A gust of cold wind suddenly rushed into the chamber, and then the son of Xilai ran in with blood. Everyone was shocked and stood up.

"His Highness Carlos! When I went to invite His Highness Danro, he suddenly led his troops to resist! He killed many subordinates of the villain... The villain had no choice but to defend himself, and advised His Highness Danro, saying that His Highness Carlos had no malice and just wanted to discuss the funeral of the Grand Duke with His Highness Danro. But he never expected that when His Highness Danro saw that his subordinates were all taken down by the villain, he actually... died!"

There was an uproar in the conference hall.

"What?! Brother, he actually committed suicide? Did he say anything before he died?" Carlos shouted.

"He...he said that he would never want to live a dark and imprisoned life every day in the future. Since major events fail, death is also a kind of relief."

There were a lot of discussions in the hall. Except for a very small number of people, these important officials never thought that so many things would happen on this night! The Grand Duke and the eldest son of the Duchy of Ale died overnight. This was a major event not only in the Duchy of Ale, but also in the entire Holy Alliance. All of them were people who had power for many years, and they considered the gains and losses of interests.

The son of Shire said again: "His Highness Carlos, when the villain was dealing with the funeral of His Highness Danro, he discovered these two things. Please check it out."

When Carlos saw it, he was furious. It turned out that the two things he had held were a golden seal, engraved with the badge of the Principal of Alay and the name of Danro, and the other was a magic book with a black cover. The cover of the magic book depicts a picture of purgatory of blood and fire.

Carlos took the magic book and handed it to Roger: "Master Roger, you are unmatched in magic. Please see what this evil magic book is for?"

Roger looked through it for a while before saying, "There is no doubt that this book records the most sinister and evil curse magic. The curse magic in the Grand Duke of Ticrek is one of the records in this book."

Carlos gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that things are already very obvious now! Big brother... No! This bastard Danlu not only wanted to assassinate me in order to fight for the throne, but he even attacked his father! Although he had committed suicide, none of his accomplices could be let go! Come on! Use my order to mobilize the guards of the Grand Duke's Mansion and arrest all Danlu's family and subordinates! Also, monitor the Snow Bear Knights for me, first disarm them, and wait until the overall situation is settled, then investigate who Danlu's accomplices are!"

Carlos gave orders one after another, and his face was involuntarily excited and cruel. The powerful ministers in the hall were frightened. Anyone who did not stand on Carlos' side was secretly glad in his heart that he was lucky enough that he was not included in the list of cleanings by Carlos.

The son of Shire took the order. After a while, another knight came in to repay him, saying that all Danluo's family and subordinates had prepared strong poisons and committed suicide by taking poison.

Carlos was furious, and everyone in the powerful ministers and nobles in the hall were in danger. They never expected that Carlos, who was usually indecisive, would be so cruel when he was in trouble. No one who had something to do with Danro was going to let go.

This cleaning will probably kill many people.

Rog looked at Shire. The old Secretary of State was an old fried dough stick who had slipped into his family. How could he not see it? He immediately stood up and said, "I feel extremely sad in my heart when there were two unfortunate things in the Principal of Ale overnight. But now is not the time for us to be sad. Our Principal of Ale is a small country. If such a big thing happens, we must prevent some people from taking advantage of the situation. In my opinion, we need to temporarily block all the news in front of us, and at the same time let His Highness Carlos inherit the position of Grand Duke as soon as possible to stabilize people's hearts. When all the overall situation is settled, we will notify the countries of the Holy Alliance. What do you think?"

Before anyone else could answer, the Deputy Minister of Justice, who had been standing on Carlos' side, hurriedly stood up and shouted passionately: "Mr. Silai is right! His Highness Carlos has long been the heir designated by the Grand Duke. Now the Grand Duke is killed by Danro, so it is natural for His Highness Carlos to inherit the Grand Duke's position! The situation is urgent, and I don't think there is any need to wait any longer. Let's arrange the succession ceremony of His Highness Carlos tonight!"

At this time, no one dared not to agree with this proposal. The bloody means Carlos just showed made all the ministers worried. Danro had just finished his confinement, and his backer Gnavara died at Roger's hands, and his control over the Snow Bear Knight was also lost. How could he have the strength and motivation to assassinate the Grand Duke? Everyone present had been in the power struggle for many years, and they all knew in their hearts that the person who really attacked the Grand Duke must be Carlos. In addition to killing his father and brother, the second highman also wanted to destroy the whole family of his brother. His mind was so cruel and poisonous that he attacked the deeds. The ministers and nobles in the field were afraid that Carlos's butcher knife would point at him next, and the overall situation was settled, so they all dug up their minds to show their loyalty.

With the enthusiastic support of everyone, Carlos ascended the Grand Duke that night. At that time, Ticrek was busy, only three hours away.

The night full of blood and killing finally passed, and more than a thousand people returned to the embrace of the Lord forever in this turbulent night. At dawn, Carlos, the new grand duke of the Duchy of Are, had already sat on the throne that originally belonged to Ticrek.

The new Grand Duke and his ministers had not slept all night, their eyes were covered with blood. Carlos sat in this seat for the first time, extremely excited and a little uneasy. Seeing the ministers' attitude towards him became much more respectful and fearful in an instant, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that Master Roger is right. As long as he is ruthless, these nobles will obey me obediently! Haha!" Carlos was secretly proud.

What he didn't know was that these nobles with great power were not afraid of his bloody means, but Rog, who stood behind him. The powerful magic power, the mysterious Druid and the great magicians of the Elf Guard were definitely not something that the nobles of these small priests could compete with.

On the first day, Carlos issued a series of decrees, the most important content was to reform the military system and to place the command of the Snow Bear Knight in Rogue. After the great purge last night, many more vacant departments were released. This time, the old Secretary of State Xilai became the biggest winner. In addition to the original administrative power, the Ministry of Justice, which was in charge of intelligence and public security, fell into the hands of his faction.

Carlos felt that this arrangement was very good. He had begun to become uneasy about Roger's excessive force. He would rather marry Adaier soon, and he thought to himself. However, Carlos thought about it again that he had even killed his father and elder brother, and it was enough to imagine how much guarantee this political marriage could be. Fortunately, Shire is now in administrative checks and balances Roger, and the great magician is well-known for being uninterested in secular power, which made Carlos feel a little relieved.

That night, Shile quietly handed a report to Carlos. This is a detailed family tree of Danlu, which listed all the people who are related to Danlu, except for Carlos's group. But even Adaier and the third prince listed them. All the descendants of Danlu and the names of the people involved had already made a heavy cross with a pen. Carlos looked at it several times, pondered for a moment, and marked several names, making a vicious gesture toward Shile. Shile nodded and whispered: "Don't worry, the old minister, let them not live tomorrow."

At the same time, under the sanitation of the elves guarding the warrior, Roger also held a genealogy in his hand. The difference is that this genealogy is much more detailed, and it lists all the people of the Ticreek family. After a night of cleaning, one-third of the names had been marked with a red cross. Roger looked at it for a moment and sent another secret letter from Shire.

The fat man made a gesture, and Feng Die reluctantly opened the secret letter. The content of the letter was surprisingly simple, with only a few names. Feng Die found these names on the Ticrek family genealogy and used a red pen to make shocking red crosses. She suddenly felt dizzy and almost vomited.

Every red cross is a life! In order to add this red cross, I don’t know how many people will be involved!

After a few days of busyness, Roger was also a little tired. He closed his eyes slightly, and an elf guardian warrior began to gently massage his head.

"Fengdie, are you not used to bleeding?"

"Master Rog" Feng Die thought for a while and finally said, "It's just a seizure of power. Is it necessary to kill so many people? The plan you formulated for Lord Carlos has sacrificed at least a thousand lives, right? I know that the elves need to survive and need to be powerful... But do you have to step on the ladder stained with blood?"

Roger smiled slightly and said, "Fengdie, you have made some progress. At least you can calculate how many people I will sacrifice for my plan. But that's not enough. I need you to do much more than that. Well, I'll just talk about it briefly."

At Roger's instructions, Ajani hangs the genealogy of the Ticrek family on the wall.

"Every elves will know that if a fire occurs on the grassland, even if all the grass is burned to ashes, in the spring of the next year, the grassland will still be green. This is because no matter how fierce the grassland fire is, it cannot burn away the roots of the grass."

Roger pointed to the location of Grand Duke Tikrik and his children in the genealogy. "This is the grass we can see." Then the fat man waved his hand down and said, "You see, these nearly a thousand names are more or less flowing with the blood of the Tikrik family. These names are the roots of the grass. If we want to clean up the grassland of the Principality of Ale, we must also clean up these roots. Otherwise, the short sword of revenge may not appear before us at any time."

After saying that, Roger looked at the elves and said softly: "What Carlos does is to help us weed."

Feng Die and the elves turned pale. They didn't expect that this layer was at all. They didn't expect that behind the seemingly simple and crude scheme, there was such a sinister purpose hidden!

"Elfs love beauty and peace." Roger's voice was still very calm, and the elves' reaction was long as he expected. "In order for most elves to maintain their nature and live happily, a small number of elves must sacrifice themselves, fall into darkness, and do things that other elves are unwilling to do. I hope you will be willing to be such elves."

Roger's eyes swept across the faces of the six elves one by one. All the elves, including Feng Die, nodded. However, their faces were extremely pale.

The fat man smiled slightly. With the precedent of Meilan, it was much easier for him to lobby these elves in the name of the righteousness of the elves. Of course, this is still far from the blind obedience he needs.

"Since you all have such determination, let us continue to talk about the situation in the Principality. Think about it, if you are the nobles of the Principality of Alay, according to the plan we have implemented, who do you think the Grand Duke was killed?"

The elves don’t like conspiracy, but they are definitely not stupid. An elf warrior replied: “Danluo was blamed, this is too obvious. Meilan…Danluo would not have an elves like Meilan in his hands. Because of the God Envoy, only Carlos can give the elves.” The more she answered, the ugly her face became. The fact that the elf woman was sent as a gift from a third party was still somewhat beyond her ability to bear it.

"Very good. Then I ask you again, if you serve in the Principality, will you be willing to be loyal to someone who even dares to kill your father and elder brother?"

The elves were silent, while Feng Die was thinking.
To be continued...