Chapter 121 120. Wash the floor or support

"I have no national sentiments towards Temeria, my lord."

Lan En's title was respectful, but it was completely in contrast to him now, holding the earl's face with one hand, as if dragging a dead dog.

"So whether you really work hard and bear the humiliation for this country? I don't care at all."

The count's pampered body was struggling hard, and his twisting feet pulled the expensive cobblestones and scattered the 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.

Count Stesa suddenly screamed uncontrollably.

"What are you going to do?! Where are you going to take me?! Damn you, mutant bastard! Ugh!"

This road is the road leading to the gate of the manor.

"Actually, I just thought what you said was very reasonable. A person must always have the spirit of contract. So, in this game"

Looking through Lan En's fingertips, Stassa's two eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets because they were so frightened.

The commander's actions made his subordinates also notice the flow of blood at their feet.

The commander looked at his feet for a long time before he was shocked to realize that this was the powerful Earl.

The commander of the security force 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 try to understand the context.

The mayor is the king's man, and he asked himself to 'calm down the situation', which probably meant that the count had already been dealt with.

The dull eyes squeezed out of their sockets hung on his face, facing the commander.

"Are you cleaning the floor, or are you supporting?"

Lan En asked back.

"You're about to go out of bounds."

"Bang!"

But when the commander arrived, he only heard screams and exclamations inside the manor, as well as fire flying.

The commander turned back impatiently, and then looked down at his feet along with the nervous and frightened eyes of his men.

Lan En held the puddle of 'things' in his hand and pushed open the door of the manor with one hand.

With a raised hand, the 'thing' whose gorgeous clothes could be vaguely seen rolled down to the feet of the security force commander like a puddle of mud.

The earl's scream was interrupted by a sudden increase in the grip on his face.

Otherwise, in the entire Temeria, in terms of blood, inheritance, legal principles, and strength, who would be qualified?

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The commander of the security forces felt that he must go to Meritelli to pray in front of him tomorrow.

No matter how you look at it, it's all over.

This door is made of solid wood with an iron edge. It is four meters high and ten centimeters thick!

Normally, when the earl opened the door and went out, two soldiers would have to push it with all their strength just to open the door.

A tall and sturdy figure walked out alone, dragging a 'person' on his hand.

The deputy commander of the security forces was a member of the count, and he had already taken his position with his confidants before going on the mission.

"Now, you are officially out of bounds."

"Sir, sir!"

"Son of a bitch."

Immediately, he instinctively drew his sword and ordered his men to rush forward.

"Are you here to find him?"

Pushing the door open with one hand, the human screams were particularly harsh amidst the creaking sound of the door opening.

Then he received the order to "go immediately to investigate the cause of the fire and calm the situation."

But this group of officers and soldiers seemed to feel like they were in the temple area in the middle of the night.

But if he had such ability, why would he waste his life in the position of commander of the security forces?

Being cautious, he took less than a hundred men with him and rushed to the location of Stasa Manor.

That was a layer of blood that had reached the bottom of the boots!

Because the situation in front of me really does not conform to any common sense of everyone here.

I used to wash floors myself.

If you bring too many people, what should you do if the people attacking the manor see you and think you are the count's support?

Even being beaten to death on the spot is a good thing! Maybe even the family’s noble status will be affected!

Therefore, the fewer people you bring, the better, but you also have to ensure that the floor is clean, so nearly a hundred people are just enough.

The commander secretly applauded his accurate judgment.

It feels like a ripe watermelon that has been smashed to the ground.

"Sir, sir! He is alone!"

Then it suddenly opened up.

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 location of the manor is the brightest part of the trading area.

Outside the gate, nearly a hundred security forces held torches and stared blankly at the demon hunter walking out of the famous manor.

The commander hesitated, wondering whether he should go up and call the door directly. After all, there were no screams in the manor, and there was dead silence.

Now, Lan En 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.

The man who threw the corpse tilted his head and asked, then stretched his hand to the hilt of the sword behind his back.

The movement of lifting my feet caused a "crash" sound.

"Where to go?"

But what about the troops attacking the manor?!

There was not even a trace of resistance outside the manor!

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 road has reached the end, and the gate of the manor stands in front of Lan En.

Shadows are eroding the light, and in that darkness, visible and invisible monsters are already hungry and thirsty.

The troops were in unstoppable commotion.

He thought in his heart that the one who could take action against the Earl must be His Majesty the King.

I begged countless gentlemen to get the news all the way to the ears of Mayor Vizima.

Lan En could clearly feel that the roughly spherical bone structure in his hand was on the verge of disintegration. Just like Count Stesa's mind.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he lifted his feet suddenly as if he was frightened.

The arm holding the door in front of Stasa with one hand was slightly retracted, and then after a short period of energy accumulation, he directly pressed his head and hit the door!

Finally, when the door opened, a ray of light from the outside world emerged from the crack in the door.

Lan En had no expression on his face as he pronounced the game's verdict.

Behind him, a subordinate tugged at the corner of his armor.

In Lan En's hands, only the residual twitching of nerve electrical signals remained on the gorgeously dressed body.

The shadow of political conflict hangs over every civilian. Although he is not considered a civilian, after all, he still holds the command of a security force of several hundred people.

But compared to the identity of the man in the manor, this person is just a big ant.

The door was slowly opened, and the human screams became louder and louder.

Stepping on the blood flow, the man with shining eyes calmly approached the security forces.

If Count Stesa is really so easy to deal with, why should he be against His Majesty the King?

Not only was the commander confused, but the men he brought with him were also confused.

The gate of the manor made a muffled "dong" sound amid this tense commotion.

"No! You can't do this! I didn't... uhhhh!"

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 earl and the king are on equal footing?

But who would have thought that this would happen in the city?!

If we want to besiege with troops, a formation of thousands of people is indispensable.

But when he led people to the gate of the manor, he discovered that the situation at the scene seemed a little different from what he had imagined?

Normally speaking, when anyone with some knowledge of battlefield knowledge sees Count Stesa's manor, they will instinctively know how difficult this place is to fight.

The two men on both sides murmured in his ears in a tone like a frightened child.

Blood spilled from the crack of the manor gate!

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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