Chapter 153 Governor-General

In fact, there is no more prominent name in the southwestern province of the Kingdom of Bemon.

Montgomary. Tiger, the commander of the giratory army of the southwestern province and the highest administrative governor, is undoubtedly the number one person in the province with military and political power!

Leon was naturally surprised that this dazzling figure came to the Twilight Hotel to wait for him.

He once heard that Montgomery. Tiger has the strength of a six-level dragon soul warrior. He is also a top figure in the whole Kingdom of Bimon. It is naturally extremely easy to oppress a small second-level soul armored warrior like Leon.

"It turned out to be the Governor. Your arrival is an honor for Leon!"

Although he was shocked, Leon was still calm on the surface and saluted the other party according to the etiquette of the aristocracy, neither humble nor arrogant.

A trace of appreciation flashed through Montgomery's tiger eyes. He nodded in return and returned to the sofa: "Let's sit down and talk!"

With a lot of doubts, Leon sat down opposite him. He didn't understand what the governor was looking for him.

In Tomund City, Leon is just a small person.

"I heard that a few days ago, you were assassinated by an assassin here and almost died..." Montgomery stared at Leon and said, "After investigation, the gaders confirmed that this was a dark mercenary team from the western border, and the other two assassins are still wanted."

"Baron Leon, it seems that someone must have your life!"

Does a provincial governor still care about such a trivial matter? Leon's heart moved and he replied calmly, "No one can make everyone like it, and the assassination against me is not the first time."

"I know that the Blood Wolf Corps of Rock Fortress is in conflict with you..." Montgomery said meaningfully, "But I can guarantee that they won't do such a despicable thing."

"Three nights ago, a fire broke out in an old house not far from here. After fighting out, a body that was almost burned to ashes was found inside. Finally, it was confirmed to be Dessel, the eldest son of Viscount Meller of the Colinworth family."

"Baron Leon, what do you think about this?"

The Colinworth family, the eldest son of Viscount Mailer! Leon's heart was bright. It seemed that the Colinworth family was becoming more and more unable to tolerate his existence, or to be precise, the rise of Salling.

Montgomery obviously understood the feud between him and the Colinworth family, and his words hinted at the mastermind behind the Twilight Hotel's assassination.

But there are still many doubts about this matter. If Dessel is the mastermind, why did he die in the fire? He is a powerful knight.

"I'm deeply shocked and sorry about this..." Leon sighed: "Clinworth is Sal's neighbor, and I really don't want to see such a tragedy happen."

Montgomery shook his head: "Baron Leon, I find that you have the potential to be a politician. Don't you really understand what I'm trying to say?"

The governor sneered and said, "In the southwest province, I'm afraid the one who wants you to die most is the Viscount Meller. He has not coveted Sal for a day or two. In order to be promoted to the count, this viscount has spent countless efforts!"

"Assassination of nobles is a felony, and I don't like to see someone making trouble in Tormond City, but Dessel is dead. There is no evidence to prove this, but I think Viscount Mailer will put all the hatred on you!"

Leon has to admit that Montgomery's words are very reasonable. I'm afraid that from the moment of Dessel's death, he and the Colinworth family had an indelible hatred.

Although this is not his fault at all.

"Then let him come!" Leon smiled faintly, who is afraid of whom!

"Baron Leon, I'm afraid you don't know. I've noticed you since you first came to Tommond City!" Montgomery's words were amazing: "You are fighting against goblres in the whistling forest, fighting bloody battles to destroy countless enemies, capturing Dolai Tucheng, and finally, it was not until the appearance of the third legion of elf unicorns that you were forced to take the tribe across the Nucang River to return to the kingdom."

"With your achievements, it's more than enough to give an earl, but what you get is equal to what you pay?"

Leon's breath suddenly suffocated. He didn't expect Montgomery to know so much about himself.

"Baron Leon, I see your efforts in Salle. Do you have a dream in your heart that one day you can return to the Wuthering Forest, which originally belonged to our Bemon Orcs?"

Montgomery's tiger eyes flashed with a breathtaking light: "I can tell you that this is also my dream!"

"But the current kingdom is no longer the Bemeng of those years. Those noble lords and rich and giant merchants are full of enjoyment. They have already degenerated into worms. They have completely lost the courage and fearlessness of the Bemeng orcs. They just want to compromise with the elves and are willing to give up all the territory of the south of the river!"

"Baron Leon, do you want to be with them, or are you willing to stand by my side and work together for the revival of the kingdom?"

Montgomery's passionate words hit Leon's heart like a heavy hammer. His thoughts and opinions coincide with Leon, and even gave Leon a strong feeling of finding like-minded people.

But Leon is not a 17- or 18-year-old hot-blooded teenager. He knows very well that Montgomery's real intention is in the last two sentences.

This is to ask him to stand up again!

As a small local lord, the benefits of defecting to Montgomery undoubtedly far outweigh the temple. After all, Montgomery holds secular power.

With his support, it is impossible for the Colinworth family to dare to touch the Sal leader, and the girants of the Rock Fortress will not find trouble with Leon, and maybe they will give strong support in turn.

The development of Salling will be much easier. As long as Leon can follow Montgomery to make achievements, it is not a dream to be promoted to viscount and count... "Governor, thank you for your invitation, but I'm just a small lord. I just want to run my territory well, and I don't want to be able to intervene in the kingdom's major events. "." Leon said in a careful tone, "So please forgive me for not accepting your kindness."

People, you can't stand without faith! Leon did not forget that when he and the Hammer Tribe were in the most difficult time, it was the support from the temple that helped him, not the high-ranking governor in front of him.

In fact, it was the regiment under the command of the commander that almost forced the Hammer tribe into a desperate situation.

Now Montgomery wants him to change his camp and turn his back on the temple. If Leon agrees, what's the difference between him and those brazen and treacherous guys?

Reon also knows very well that the consequences of his rejection of Montgomery today may be endless trouble.

But he will never regret his choice!

"Very good!"

The fanaticism in Montgomery's eyes disappeared cleanly and was replaced by a piece of ice: "Baron Leon, I hope you can stick to it!"

He didn't say anything more. He got up and strode out of the room.

The shaman stared at Leon coldly, looking at Leon as if he were looking at a dead man, following Montgomery's footsteps and leaving.

Leon's expression was very calm, as if he didn't know that he had just offended the big man who could easily crush him. He picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of water.

Drinking plain boiled water that had no taste at all, Leon was savoring it carefully. The governor of the province found his real purpose.

Is it just to attract yourself to join his camp?

On the main street outside the Twilight Hotel, Montgomery boarded a black carriage parked by the roadside, and several casual knights leaned over silently.

Then the shaman in the white robe who entered the carriage said hatefully, "This Leon is so ignorant, do you want to..."

Although the shaman and the priest of the temple are not different in nature, the latter is only loyal to the temple, and the former works for the tribe or other forces. The white-robed shaman is a follower of Montgomery and one of the most important staff around him.

Montgomery waved his hand: "Don't worry about him. When he breaks his head, he will eventually understand that you don't deliberately create any obstacles for him."

As the top man of the Kingdom of Bemon and a six-level dragon soul warrior, Montgomery has his own mind.

Although Leon's refusal made him very unhappy, he absolutely disdained to play those low-level tricks.

"Governor, why do you value this little lord so much?" The shaman asked puzzledly.

"This Baron Leon's strength is very weak now, but don't forget that he is inextricably linked to the miracles of the Tomund Temple more than half a year ago!" Montgomery said in a low voice, "When I see him today, I can be sure that he is a blessed warrior!"

God bless the warrior! Of course, the shaman understands what this means, because Montgomery himself is also a blessed warrior.

"As long as you understand, don't let others know!" Montgomery said lightly, "Fanes must have known, so he made great efforts to save this boy.

"He is also a rare figure in the temple, but he is not the same as us, and the weight in the Senate is too light."

"It's a little strange to say that. I feel that this boy seems to have the blood of my tiger descendants..." There was a deep thought in his eyes: "You let the secret guard continue to stare at him and report anything to me in time!"

"Yes, my lord!" The shaman bowed slightly and continued to say, "Your Excellency, Miss Corinna left Tommond City in the morning."

"I know..." Montgomery nodded and his eyes became a little strange: "I didn't expect that she would like this boy. I'm afraid she will leave this time..."

He didn't go on, leaned against the seat and slowly closed his eyes.

"What a pity..."

What's a pity? I'm afraid no one knows except the governor's command!

(to be continued)