Rhode Island Park Project

"Oh--"

Luo Hang stretched out his tone, then smiled slightly, "That's really good news."

"Eh?"

Pal was stunned for a moment.

good news?

This is certainly good news.

Luo Hang was worried that such a useless opponent had no room to show his strength. If this guy in front of him didn't go back, he could get a large army in return, wouldn't that be good news?

"I have to thank you in advance for your contribution."

He smiled and patted the shoulder of Mr. Parr, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Until now, the epaulettes on the officer's shoulders are still spotless.

Straightening up, he turned back and walked straight towards the bridge.

"Doctor, how do we deal with this guy?"

asked Dagda.

"Kill him."

Luo Hang waved his hand, without a trace of pity in his tone.

As an old scumbag, he is actually quite petty when it comes to the girls around him.

"No, wait,"

He suddenly thought of something more, and stopped Dagda, who was also about to take action coldly. "It's too easy to let him die like this. Send the armored knight to cut off this guy's thing, tie him to a wire cross, and stand him in the wilderness to bleed."

"Uh, okay."

Dagda was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mr. Pal who was standing in front of him in a daze, and a trace of pity appeared on his face.

"no no--"

Pal finally reacted, shook his head in panic and despair, and tried to get up from the ground and run away.

However, two armored knights had already walked out of the cabin and easily crushed all of Mr. Pal's resistance in the face of his desperate eyes.

“No—don’t—Ah—!!!”

Chapter 5: Bending the Duke of Windermere (k)

"Asshole!!"

Count Ernst was now very angry.

As a count holding military power, his status in the local area has always been very high, and even many dukes would treat him with courtesy.

You know, except for a few powerful dukes, most dukedoms actually don't maintain too many real regular troops. When the king was still alive, he, who came from the Eastsyat Military District and climbed up all the way, became the receiver of the entire military district. After the king's death, he naturally continued to take over the entire Eastsyat Military District.

Therefore, Count Ernst had not been so angry for a long time.

But this time it's different.

Looking at his nephew lying lifeless in front of him, his body tortured beyond recognition, Count Ernst was completely unable to conceal his rage.

"Your father died saving me. Before he died, he only thought of entrusting you to me. He was a good brother and a good father.

I've never thought about getting married in my life, and you're our family's last hope. But I also know that your temper won't do anything, so I've tried my best to get you to live a good life. As long as you can live peacefully and give birth to a child for our family, that's enough. In the end, this hope has not been realized.

Count Ernst stood in front of Pal's body and muttered to himself, and the more he did so, the more nervous those who knew him became.

The old man in front of them, who was covered in vicissitudes of life, was able to climb all the way to the top from the East Syat Military Region without relying on his noble eloquence.

Since Pal is Ernst's nephew, it means that his father is Ernst's eldest brother.

It was almost common knowledge throughout the entire military district that Ernst's elder brother had sacrificed his life for his younger brother during the early years of the war. This led to many people, even though they were extremely disgusted with Pal's bad behavior, having to tolerate it in the end because Ernst was actually not a bad officer.

The reason why Pal was sent to the Inspection Army to idle away his time was actually because Ernst saw that this guy was really good at attracting hatred in the military district, so he used his connections to find him a sinecure.

Originally, Ernst had many good places to go. The job of the Inspectorate was nothing special under normal circumstances, but the current situation was still somewhat dangerous. However, Pal himself was interested in the fun of the Inspectorate toying with passing ships and pedestrians, so he insisted. Finally, Ernst agreed to this guy's wish.

Unexpectedly, this kid went out yesterday and was already dead when he came back today.

The body was tied to the cross with barbed wire, like a martyr, with the limbs and body entangled in layers, and the flesh and blood were torn to pieces by the steel thorns.

Ernst, who had been in the military for a long time, understood the significance of this.

——This is torture.

Large-area trauma can tear the flesh, but it will not be fatal. The more one struggles in pain, the deeper the thorns will penetrate into the flesh, until the blood is finally drained and the person dies.

What Ernst couldn't ignore was the bloody mess between his nephew's legs. The thing was even stuffed in there...

Ernst knew that it was a traditional punishment for rapists, but for him, it was also an irreconcilable hatred.

He knew that this bad boy had done a lot of dirty things, but this was also the only root of their family and the promise he made to his eldest brother.

After muttering to himself for a long time, Ernst finally calmed down and looked at the soldier beside him with a cold and intimidating gaze.

"Why did Pal go on duty yesterday at noon, but I only saw him today?"

"Some members of the Second Lieutenant's team are afraid of your punishment, so they are deliberately concealing information and are fleeing."

The soldier answered immediately, already prepared.

"Find them and execute them on the spot."

"Yes!"

Ernst then proceeds to raise a second question:

"Pal bled to death. Why didn't anyone save him?"

"The rumor among the team was that this was an order from His Majesty the King and the Steam Knights, and that there were mines nearby, so in the end they all just watched."

“…No one has ever tried?”

Ernst couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

"..."

Ernst was silent.

Although he also knew that Pal was unpopular, this reality was still a bit stinging.

"Go find Viscount Mota and get the list of the Pal team."

After a moment of silence, Ernst finally spoke, "No matter what this kid does, he is still my nephew. Someone will take care of him."

"Yes."

The soldier looked at Count Ernst, who seemed to have aged a lot, and sighed inwardly.

Count Ernst was a good officer, but this nephew was definitely the biggest stain in Ernst's life.

However, without his nephew who was a burden and a constraint, the old man standing in front of the soldiers still showed a wolf-like coldness and ferocity in his eyes.

"And the biggest murderers, you say, are His Majesty the King and the Steam Knight?"

"Yes, sir. Many people have confirmed this statement, and the wreckage of two destroyed patrol frigates is still lying in the wilderness. If someone can completely destroy an armed frigate single-handedly, even if they are not a Steam Knight, they should not be underestimated."

"It can't be underestimated, it can't be underestimated, huh——"

Ernst slowly bared his fangs. "The King and the Steam Knight want our family's life, so I dare to hang the King again! Victoria wants me dead, so I will tear a piece of flesh from her too!"

Having lost his brother and his promise, and now that he is old and has no wife or children, Ernst has become a lone wolf.

The old earl looked at the soldiers who were always guarding him.

"You can choose to quit now, and I won't blame you. But if we successfully 'invite' our King back, you will follow me to new heights."

"From the day you pulled me out of the bomb crater, I promised to follow you forever, sir!"

"good very good--"

***

Central conservative territory.

After a full week of sailing, the transport ship that Luo Hang and the Glasgow Gang were on finally arrived at their destination.

Hard rock canyon.

A desolate area far away from the surrounding towns and cities, where almost no one approaches.

"Mother?!"

On a medium-sized ship with a unique shape, Daphne looked at the familiar silver-haired woman standing on the edge of the deck and shouted in surprise.

"You seem surprised to see me, Daphne."

When he saw his daughter finally appear before him alive, the Duke of Windermere, who always gave people a sharp feeling, finally showed a smile on his face.

"I...Mom, it's too dangerous for you to come to a place like this in person..."

"You are my daughter, Daphne."

The Duke of Windermere interrupted his daughter directly.

After giving the somewhat dazed Daphne a gentle look, the Duke, dressed in military uniform, became visibly sharper and more serious again, his gaze fixed on the man standing next to his daughter.

"Mr. Luo Hang from Rhodes Island... you've come to this place in person, which has changed my impression of you quite a bit."

What the Duke of Windermere said seemed to be true. After all, the Duke had taken the initiative to extend his hand to him.

"Haha, the Duke of Windermere has changed my impression of him quite a bit. After all, Daphne was quite depressed for quite a while after the previous communication ended."

He put on a businesslike smile and shook the Duke's outstretched hand.

Well, very powerful, and with obvious calluses.

Although she was a woman, just like the eye patch and scars on her face, Daphne's mother was no pushover. Furthermore, compared to Daphne, whose height was at the bottom of the Glasgow gang, this mother held a rather imposing presence...both in stature and in her aura.

Although the two people held hands, neither of them was willing to give in.

The Duke of Windermere's eyes sparkled.

"I'm glad that Delphine has found new friends, and I'm grateful to Rhodes Island for rescuing her from Londinium. I will express my gratitude within the permitted scope."

Ah.

Luo Hang kept a straight face, but was complaining in his heart.

This sounds like a thank you, but in fact it has no substantive content.

What is meant by "permissible range"? If someone says it is not permissible, does that mean it is not permissible?

And given Shi Huaiya's current situation, what he really needs is obviously not thanks, but support.

A little money and gifts could be considered gratitude, but the support of a Grand Duke was on another level.

Such a simple sentence reveals a lot of content and attitude.

He took the initiative to let go of the Duke of Windermere's hand and looked directly into the Duke's eyes with an unchanged smile.

"We brought Delphine with us from Londinium simply because she's already a member of the Glasgow Gang and my team. We contacted His Excellency the Duke and brought her here simply to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and to let our operators' families know they're safe. We didn't come here to express our gratitude to His Excellency the Duke."

"Oh? So it seems that Mr. Luo Hang only needs a simple 'thank you' from me?"

Dai Feien's mother narrowed her eyes slightly, her aura also full of power. "Please don't refuse this. This is just what I have to do as Dai Feien's mother."

The girls from the Glasgow Gang standing behind Luo Hang didn't dare to breathe heavily, for fear of affecting the conversation in front of them which looked more like a battlefield than a battlefield.

"of course."

Compared to the Duke's sharp aura that seemed to be able to stir up the wind, Luo Hang still smiled very easily.

This wasn't something that could be casually agreed to just because Dai Finn's mother said so. After all, since he had said it himself, a single "thank you" would be equivalent to writing off all the favors that Dai Finn had brought him.

If he regrets it later, the effect of anything he says will be greatly reduced.

"I'm also very happy that Daphne has such an excellent mother. Since His Excellency the Duke is willing to condescend, there's no reason for me to refuse."