Crazy, this guy...... Absolutely insane!

George Nari couldn't believe it was going to get to this point, so why did the new king think that they wouldn't resist, but would just be caught?

With six people against more than sixty people, could it be that these guards are all iron?

Even if there is a witch on the other side, there is no chance of winning in front of the nobles who wear the Divine Punishment Stone!

With the order of the new king, the six female guards did not rush up, but separated two to guard the exit and Roland, and the other four drew their short swords and approached the nobles step by step.

The crowd suddenly resounded with the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed - with such a huge disparity in strength, no one was willing to lay down their arms and kneel in surrender.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......!" the face of the Lord of Chishui City changed greatly, "Everyone calm down, if you have any opinions, you can talk slowly!"

It's too late to say this now, George and Guy glanced at each other, and immediately determined each other's thoughts, change the plan, and do it in this mountain villa!

Although this place is not suitable for defense, the victory is that the Chishui nobles are basically all here, as long as he can control Roland, he is sure to pull most of them to his side - as the fourth prince said, strength is the standard to measure everything, but unfortunately in the lakeside villa, strength is not on the other side!

"I can't accept it!" Guy shouted, stepping out of the crowd with his sword in hand—he finally changed his previous kind and generous expression and became serious, "If it is a trial with conclusive evidence, I have nothing to say, but this kind of child's play ruling, any true nobleman will not be able to obey his fate." Even if Wimbledon III asked me so, I still insisted on this answer!

He was followed by four tall attendants, each of whom stood with his head held high, unafraid that his opponent would be a royal nobleman. In terms of momentum, Count Mikawa even overwhelmed the new king and his party.

Well done, George thought to himself, a declaration of righteous words like this would be difficult for even a prince to refute. The second half of the sentence includes all the nobles, both encouraging and incendiary, and then as long as you win Roland, you can make a final decision!

And the other party must not have imagined that this earl, who was nearly forty years old and looked to have half of his gray hair, was an absolute good hand.

At the age of fifteen, Guy Julian led two knights to clear out a gang of robbers entrenched in the mouth of the river, and when he became an adult, he was proficient in all kinds of weapons, and he was rarely able to meet opponents in the competition between nobles. Some people called him "Giant" Guy, and thought that if he was not a great nobleman, but a knight, then the history books would have recorded the name of the strongest knight.

As for the four squires, they are all at the level of quasi-knights, as long as they entangle the new king's guards for a moment, Roland Wimbledon has no power to parry in front of the Earl of Three Rivers!

"Go up and help him," George commanded to his squire, "keep an eye on Miss Edith." ”

"Yes. Several more people stepped out of the crowd.

In the face of Guy striding forward, the smile on Roland's face did not diminish in the slightest, but intensified, as if he was completely unaware of the current situation, which made George clench his fists. Laugh, this is also your last moment of pride, it will only make you cry later!

"Up!" As the distance between the two sides narrowed to within ten paces, Guy sped up and swung his sword straight at the female guard!

Its force is so great that it can even make people hear the sound of whirring through the air.

This blow can only be dodged, and it can never be resisted!

And once the other party gets out of the way, there will be no one in front of Roland.

"Ding-sting-"

Then George heard two sounds, the former was the crisp and pleasant sound of metal clashing, and the latter was the subtle grinding sound of the blade coming into contact with the flesh. Half of the sword soared into the air, spun in the air several times, and stabbed backwards into the wooden floor.

Then there is the head of the Count of the Three Rivers.

It slid smoothly down its neck, slamming it onto the floor, bouncing twice and then not moving, the blood spilled from the break in a bright red arc.

Finally...... What happened?

The other party actually used only one sword, along with a weapon, to cut off the neck of the "giant" Guy?

How is this possible!?

However, before he could come back to his senses, the sound of sword clashing and chaotic screams were already heard around the crowd - the sword was like a signal, and the four female guards slashed at each other from several directions at the same time, immediately setting off a bloody storm. George was horrified to find that the movements of these people were almost so fast that they could not be caught with the naked eye, and their strength was so great that anything in their hands could become a lethal weapon, even fists and fingers, as if it were not a human being who was fighting the nobles, but a steel statue!

Monsters, this is simply a bunch of monsters, he roared in his heart, how could a mortal temper his body to this point?

"But...... If you resist, the rebellion will become a practical action, and the mine will no longer tolerate you. There is only one way to die. 」

In an instant, George Nari remembered the words of the new king.

A lightning bolt flashed through his mind—

Could it be that this is the moment that the other party is waiting for?

He struggled to turn his neck to look in the direction where Roland Wimbledon was standing.

An irrepressible chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed down his spine—and at this moment he found himself finally understanding the meaning of the smile.

It's a complete trap!

Deliberately leaving the First Army outside the city, accompanied by only 100 escorts, and only bringing six guards to the banquet, pretending to be intransmissible and blindly tough, and not giving people the slightest room to retreat, all these acts were just to lure them into action!

Escort to the mine? No ...... The other party had no intention of letting go of the surplus nobles, and if they were to be captured, I am afraid that the new king would only feel extremely disappointed.

That's right...... It was a smile of anticipation.

Expect them to follow the path he laid down step by step into the abyss, expect them to dig their own graves—only then will the new king be pleased. It's just that this smile is full of malice to George, so he doesn't notice the smile it should have, but feels extremely cold.

"Let us go, let us go......"

"Your Majesty, I surrender!"

"Me too, the Leviathan swear allegiance to you!"

"I'll give you whatever you want!

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the nobles who saw that the situation was not good knelt down and begged for mercy, obviously they were still in the majority, and there were only four enemies, but the scene looked like they were surrounded.

Too late, George hung his sword weakly, and the moment everyone drew their weapons from their waists, they had already become the rebels in Roland's mouth.

Emotions of unwillingness, grievance, fear, and anger alternate, but in the end, they are reduced to nothingness under a long sword.

The sounds of fighting and begging for mercy faded away, and the last thing he saw was the sloping hall and the puddle of blood from the pavement.