Undoubtedly, the envoys from the kingdom did not expect that Kirwyn was a man who never liked to play cards according to common sense, and even less that he would be willing to bear the notoriety of killing messengers.

As a result, when the ferocious cavalry rushed over, the entire envoy group did not make the slightest defensive move, and was directly taken away by a wave.

In less than a few seconds, more than half of the unlucky eggs were impaled with a rifle and nailed to the ground.

As for the rest, it was not much better, either knocked down by strong war horses and trampled to pulp, or their heads were cut off by sharp swords and scimitars.

Blood!

Crushed!

Screaming!

Baron Calanster proved his passion for killing.

After the last wounded man had been executed with his own hands, he opened the door of the carriage, dragged out the beautiful maid who was shivering from the seat, threw her on the ground and smashed her chest, and then lifted her mask and said to Princess Vilia, whose face was already so pale as bloodless, "Your Royal Highness, please come with me, my lord wishes to see you at once." ”

"You...... Why did you kill them?" the princess asked, holding back the fear in her heart, looking up in a loud voice.

From the slightly trembling voice, it is not difficult to judge that the purgatory-like scene in front of her has broken her cognition for more than ten years, and even felt how cruel the outside world is for the first time.

It turned out that human life could be so cheap that they could be easily killed without even saying a word, and the corpses were discarded beside the muddy road, to be eaten by wild beasts.

Not as exciting as described in the story!

There is no legendary knightly duel of courteous and humble knights!

Some are just killing!

The absolute crushing of the strong against the weak!

No matter how noble the origin, everyone is equal in front of cold weapons, once they are pierced through the vital point, they will die in the blink of an eye, and there is simply a situation where they can fight back after being seriously injured.

"They?" Baron Kellenster replied with a disdainful look at the nearby corpses, "On the battlefield, garbage has no value in surviving. I killed them for their own good, otherwise they would have broken down in the face of those monsters and steel golems, and they would have to live in the shadows for the rest of their lives. It is better to die a glorious battle than to live so humbly. ”

"Yes...... But you have killed my maid, she is only a young girl, neither a warrior, nor a messenger!" the princess argued angrily.

You must know that personal maids are usually served by aristocratic nieces with a certain status and status, and may still be relatives.

The two would know each other at a very young age and accompany each other throughout their lives, and the relationship was very close, so close that some ambiguities that transcended friendship would occur.

"I'm sorry! My lord's order is to take you back alone, so they are worthless! all of them must die!" said Baron Kelranster, kicking the corpse.

I saw that this maid's eyes were wide open, and she didn't want to believe it before she died, that there was a man who could ignore his beauty and proud figure, and directly choose to kill instead of doing something like aggression.

Feeling the tyrannical aura emanating from the other party's body, Princess Vilia closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear to look at the tragic scene, and let her pull the horses on the back of a group of war horses, and galloped towards the destination with the cavalry.

Baron Calanster, who had never known how to pity the jade, paid no attention to the terrible torture of riding a horse for a princess who claimed to be a lady, especially since she wore a beautiful white dress that symbolized purity.

As a result, when she returned to the city, the hem of Princess Vilia's skirt had almost become a beggar's suit, and her legs were as if they were not her own, and she could not help but tremble slightly when she walked.

Fortunately, the strict training of the etiquette teacher on weekdays made her not lose her temper at such a critical moment, and she forcibly put on a proud appearance and walked into the study.

Kirwin, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stood up, squeezed the other party's right hand, and kissed the back of his hand affectionately: "Ah! Your Royal Highness the Princess, you are finally here." I have been waiting for this moment for five years, and the picture of that parting is like a picture scroll, forever engraved in my heart. ”

"So you're going to take revenge for my refusal back then?" Princess Vilia finally managed to pull her hand back without pulling her hand back, her beautiful face covered with frost.

"Revenge? No, I think you have misunderstood something! Why do you think His Majesty sent you to me, and in the capacity of an emissary, and he wants to use my infatuation with you to stall time and spy on information. I'm not so stupid as to let his plan succeed. Therefore, killing the entire envoy group and leaving you alone is the ideal state. Kirwyn explained with a smirk.

As the saying goes, men are essentially like peacocks.

When a large amount of hormones are secreted, they like to desperately show their excellent side in front of their favorite opposite sex or the same sex, hoping to obtain the right to mate.

Obviously, the idea in Kirwin's mind at this moment is to put the princess in front of him with a noble status and blood to bed, and it is better to have one more heir, and then he will have enough excuses and reasons to swallow the whole kingdom in one gulp.

In order to achieve this goal, he did not even hide the desire revealed in his pupils, which seemed to be able to strip away the long white dress.

Just when Princess Vilia was trembling with anger and wanted to raise her arm to slap the other party, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly came from the room.

Next Second......

A portal suddenly appeared out of thin air, following Allens through a long distance, directly to the center of the room.

However, he who had already implanted the power of chaos, did not care about the young and beautiful princess at all, but asked without thinking: "I heard that you drank that bottle of potion?"

"Damn, why do you get out of your head every time and don't knock on the door. Kirwin grumbled through gritted teeth.

After all, he almost broke the princess's psychological defense just now, and then took advantage of the weakness to enter, and then used a little bit of violence, eighty percent of them were able to successfully take it down.

But now it's a good thing, the sudden arrival of young people has disrupted everything.

"Knock on the door? No, no! I represent the master, and you should know that there is no need for privacy in his presence, including me. Allens subconsciously glanced at the princess who had regained her senses at some point, and there was not a trace of politeness in her tone.

In fact, he already regarded Kirwyn as an enemy who would betray sooner or later, and where would there be any good attitude, and he would not secretly make a stumbling block, even if he considered the overall situation very well.