"I have no national feelings towards Temeria, Lord Earl."
Lan's title remained respectful, but with him now, he held the Earl's face with one hand, as if dragging him down. The movements of a dead dog can be described as full of contrast.
"So I don't care at all whether you really work hard for this country and endure the humiliation."
The count's pampered body was struggling hard, and his twisting feet pushed the The expensive cobblestone pavement was scattered with stones.
But none of these actions could slow down Lan En's pace at all.
The eyes looking out from between the fingers seem to know where this road will lead.
Earl Stesa suddenly screamed uncontrollably.
"What are you going to do? Where are you going to take me? Damn it, you mutated bastard."
This road is the road leading to the gate of the manor.
The count's scream was interrupted by a sudden increase in the grip on his face.
"Where to go?"
Lan En asked rhetorically.
The road has come to an end, and the gate of the manor stands in front of Lan En.
This door is made of solid wood with iron sides. It is four meters high and ten centimeters thick.
Normally, when the count opens the door to go out, it takes two soldiers just to open the door. Push with all your strength.
Now, Lan opened the door bolt on the inside of the manor's door and pressed the Earl's head against the solid wood-clad iron door panel.
"Actually, I just thought what you said was very reasonable. There must be a spirit of contract in life. So, in this game"
"You are about to go out of bounds. ”
Looking through Lan En’s fingers, Stassa’s two eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets because of too much fear.
"No, you can't do this. I didn't uh-huh."
Pushing the door with one hand, the human screams were particularly harsh amidst the "squeaking" sound of the door opening.
Lan could clearly feel that the roughly spherical bone structure in his hand was on the verge of breaking apart, just like Count Stesa's mind.
The door was slowly opened, and the human screams became louder and louder.
Finally, when the door opened, a ray of light from the outside world emerged from the crack of the door
Lan En's face was expressionless and he made the verdict of the game.
"Now, you are officially out of bounds."
"Bastard of a bitch."
The arm holding Staisa's face with one hand slightly retracted, and then After a short period of energy accumulation, he directly pressed his head and hit the door
"Bang"
It felt like a ripe watermelon being smashed to the ground.
On Lan En’s hands, only the residual twitching of nerve electrical signals remained on the gorgeously dressed body.
Lan En held the puddle of things in his hand and pushed open the door of the manor with one hand.
Outside the gate, nearly a hundred security forces held torches and stared blankly at the crowd.The demon hunter who came out of that famous manor.
The commander of the security forces felt that he must go to Meritelli to pray in front of him tomorrow.
That night, from the moment he saw the flames coming out of Stesa Manor, he felt that his heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest
Who doesn’t know that the Count Being on the same level as the king
But who would have thought that this would happen in the city
The shadow of political conflict hangs over every civilian, even though he is not considered a civilian , after all, he still holds the command of the security forces of several hundred people.
But compared to the identity of the man in the manor, this is just a big ant.
It took countless gentlemen to get the news to the ears of Mayor Vizima.
Then he received the order to "go immediately to investigate the cause of the fire and calm the situation."
The commander of the security forces looked at the small piece of paper with the order and personal seal on his hand, and exhausted all his political wisdom in his life to see clearly the context.
But if he had this ability, why would he waste his life on the position of commander of the security forces?
To be careful, he only brought less than a hundred subordinates. , rushing towards the location of Stesa Manor.
He was thinking that the one who could attack the Earl must be His Majesty the King.
Otherwise in the entire Temeria, in terms of blood, inheritance, legal principles, and strength, who would be qualified?
The mayor is the king's man, and he asked himself to calm the situation, most likely It's just that the count has been taken care of.
I am a person who used to wash floors.
What should I do if I bring too many people with me and the people attacking the manor see me and think I am the count’s support?
Being beaten to death on the spot is considered a good thing, but it’s not even possible. The family's aristocratic status is about to change
So the fewer people you bring, the better, but you also have to ensure that the floor is clean, so nearly a hundred subordinates are just enough.
The deputy commander of the security forces is the count's man, and he had already taken his position with his confidants before going on the mission.
So this time, although I usually received a lot of benefits from the count, the overall situation has been decided, and of course I have to stand on the side of justice, that is, the side of the winner.
The commander secretly applauded his accurate judgment.
But when he brought people to the gate of the manor, he discovered that the situation at the scene seemed a little different from his imagination
Normally speaking, as long as someone knows a little about the battlefield, When people with common sense see Count Stesa's manor, they will instinctively know how difficult this place is.
If we want to besiege with troops, then a formation of thousands of people is indispensable.
When the commander arrived, he only heard screams, exclamations, and fire splashing inside the manor.
But what about the troops who attacked the manor
There was not even a trace of resistance outside the manor
If Count Stesa is really so easy to deal with, why should he be against His Majesty the King
Not only the commander is confused, but the men he brought are also confused.
"Sir, sir"
The commander hesitated, wondering whether he should go up and call the door directly. After all, there were no screams in the manor now, and there was dead silence.
No matter how you look at it, it’s all over.
Behind him, a subordinate tugged at the edge of his armor.
The commander turned back impatiently, and then looked down at his feet along with the nervous and frightened eyes of his men.
His eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly raised his feet as if he was frightened.
The movement of lifting the foot caused a "crash" sound.
That was a layer of blood that had reached the soles of the boots
The blood overflowing from the crack of the manor gate
The commander's actions made him The men who came also noticed the blood flowing under their feet.
The location of the manor is the brightest part of the trading area.
But these officers and soldiers seemed to feel like they were in the temple area in the middle of the night.
The shadows are eroding the light, and in the darkness, visible and invisible monsters are already hungry and thirsty
The troops are in unstoppable commotion.
Because the situation in front of me really does not conform to any common sense of everyone here.
The gate of the manor made a muffled sound in the tense commotion.
Then it suddenly dawned on me.
A tall and sturdy figure walked out, dragging a person by the hand.
"You are here to find him"
Stepping on the blood stream, the man with shining eyes calmly approached the security forces.
With a raised hand, the thing that could vaguely be seen wearing gorgeous clothes rolled down to the feet of the security force commander like a puddle of mud.
The dull eyes squeezed out of their sockets hung on his face, facing the commander.
"Are you cleaning the ground, or are you supporting?"
The man who threw the corpse tilted his head and asked, and then stretched his hand to the hilt of the sword behind his back.
The commander looked at his feet for a long time before he was shocked to realize that this was the powerful Earl.
I immediately instinctively drew my sword and ordered my men to rush forward.
But before he could put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, four hands stretched out from both sides and firmly held his arms.
The two men on both sides murmured in his ears in a tone like a frightened child.
"Sir, sir, he is alone."
On weekdays, this sentence is usually followed by "Don't be afraid, let's go together."
But today, the fool also knew that this was definitely not what the soldier meant.
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