The originally quiet night immediately reminded of a noisy noise.

Shocking, crying, and crying to help one after another.

Suddenly the door of the mansion opened and several guards rushed out.

The porter who was left behind immediately rushed forward.

The fierce battle unfolded at the joint.

The servants were all very skilled, but there were also figures with superb martial arts among the porters.

The swords collided with each other and burst into strings of bright Mars.

The sound of tinging swords and swords collided throughout the quiet night.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the night sky. As the scream sounded, a servant slowly fell to the ground, and his chest was already stained with blood.

Hearing the screams, Rabel knew that it was time for him to appear, and he jumped into the law and political carriage full of guards.

The escort of the Legal Affairs Bureau, wearing light armor, surrounded the Marquis of Dehuina's mansion with a long halberd shield in his hand.

"Listen to the fighters, you have been surrounded by the escort of the Legal Affairs Bureau. You can survive by putting down your weapons. If you resist stubbornly, there is only one way to die." An official from the Legal Affairs Bureau shouted loudly in a pretentious manner.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a series of diving sounds coming from the river.

"It's true that this is the move." Rabel murmured to himself.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance, and saw the four fast ships rowing towards the middle from both sides. There were officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau holding lanterns everywhere on both sides of the river. The surface of the river was shining brightly by these countless lanterns.

The crossbow archers holding craftsmen were already ready to fight, with countless sharp arrows pointing at the water surface.

Suddenly a man appeared on the surface of the water. He obviously wanted to change his breath, but that became his last breath. In an instant, his head was filled with sharp arrows, and the blood shot out dyed the water red. After a while, the body floated up, and countless arrows were floating around the body.

Three or four hooks were protruded over at the same time, pulling the body to the shore.

Suddenly another head appeared on the water surface. The second person was obviously quite clear that someone was waiting to hunt them on the water surface, so his speed was extremely rapid.

However, no matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as an arrow, and blood is floating on the water.

Another corpse floated up.

Hook the corpse to one side, and put the arrows on the water and stared at the water. Just as the officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau were waiting for the next prey to appear, the corpse that had just started to move suddenly. He rushed to the ashore, grabbed a long sword and slashed it quickly.

As a series of screams rang out, three or four officials from the Legal Affairs Bureau fell into the river, and their blood also dyed the river red.

This unexpected incident caught everyone off guard.

What frightened the officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau was that the man did not choose to escape. He waved his long sword and killed people near the shore like a ferocious demon.

No one could withstand his continuous attacks, and the line of guards fell down and their bodies were kicked into the river.

"Someone wants to get ashore again." A crossbow archer screamed.

Everyone then realized that the reason why that person chose to fight instead of running away was to create chaos and let his companions escape.

Countless arrows shot towards that direction, and the unfortunate escapee turned into a corpse crawling on the shore.

But another man successfully climbed the river bank, and he picked up a long halberd from the corpse and joined the battle.

More members of the guard fell into the joint efforts of the two.

When the knights of the Paladins arrived by the river, six people were already standing there and killing.

Seeing the knights arrive, the men immediately fled for the death.

The crazy killing just now made the guards have no courage to resist after seeing them, and they all hid on the side and watched them pass quietly.

Just as the fugitives were about to escape successfully, a figure suddenly rushed towards them.

The escapee in the lead didn't even think about it, and rushed forward with a desperate move.

If an ordinary person faces such a fierce and lifeless person, he either retreats timidly or avoids his sharp edge, but the person on the other side does not agree with it.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and waved his hand. The escapee flew up and rolled and fell to the ground. His right arm and left leg were separated from his body.

Seeing this man's arrival, the fugitives already knew that there was no hope of escaping. It was also a dead end to jump into the river again, and the guards would never be fooled again.

The five people set up their posture at the same time, and both sides did not say a word.

The noise of the guards' footsteps were remembered in the distance, and they finally caught up. Almost as soon as they heard the footsteps, the five people launched an attack at the same time.

A silver light suddenly burst out from the river bank. The silver light flashed for a moment and then suddenly retracted, leaving only a string of crisp and pleasant buzzing sounds in the air.

A series of jingles sounded, and the five escapees fell down, without any scars on their bodies.

The man with his hands and feet broken looked at the man's back in despair. He suddenly picked up the sword beside him and stabbed the sword into his throat.

"Why let him commit suicide? You can completely stop him." Asked a tall "middle-aged knight" slowly walked out of the corner of the street.

"This person can be considered a man, who can escape in such a crisis, and still unwilling to give up his subordinates in this situation. Such a person deserves respect. The only way I can express my respect is to let him commit suicide. It is not fair to let him die under the torture instruments of the Law and Political Department." said the interceptor.

"I'm glad you have such a mind. For a paladin, mind is more important than martial arts." "Middle-aged Knight" sighed.

"What do we do now?" asked the interceptor.

"Let's go back and report to His Majesty the Queen. No assassination nearby can threaten these five people, and the guard will arrive soon, and they will handle everything." said the "middle-aged knight".

...

Under the moonlight, the two of them slowly walked by the river bank, turning a deaf ear to the noisy shouts in the distance.

"Teacher, are you sure Sel's return to the capital?" asked the interceptor.

"I believe in my intuition, my intuition has never been missed. Sel'er came with murderous aura, and I could feel the existence of this murderous aura." "Middle-aged Knight" sighed and said.

"Teacher, if Sel's enemy is yours, are you sure to defeat him?" asked the interceptor.

"Selle and you are both students trained by me. You are more advanced in terms of skills and more practical experience. Compared with you two, I am old and my strength is definitely not as good as you who are in the peak state. However, the battle does not rely entirely on strength and skills, but also will and intuition. The fighting will and sensitive intuition accumulated over countless battles are not comparable to you. It may be a bit unscrupulous to me to defeat Selle, but I am sure to hurt him." The "middle-aged knight" said slowly.

"Teacher, do you mean to let me solve Sel's problem?" the interceptor said in a terrifying manner.

"Well, that's what I think. The war is about to begin. I have already smelled the bloody smell in the air. Prince Phillips has been through the battlefield for a long time, and his power is definitely not something you can imagine. The king and the queen can rely on only us. Today you have also seen how powerful and brave the prince's subordinates are, and they are all not rough men who only know how to use their power." The "middle-aged knight" sighed again.

Seeing the worried look of the "middle-aged knight", the interceptor comforted: "Teacher, this time the prince sent to the capital is the elite among his subordinates. How many such elites can he cultivate?"

"Mid-aged Knight" shook his head and said, "I am not worried about this. I really don't want to fight with the prince. The prince's civil and military strategy are the best choices. He was the one who led us to resist the invasion of the Delizhi Kingdom. Although the Delizhi Kingdom was greatly damaged after that battle, wasn't it the same as Francis? What I worry most is that a war between His Majesty and His Highness, and the winner has to face the Delizhi army."

"Didn't Prince Phillips see this?" asked the interceptor.

"It's unknown. The prince is definitely not the kind of short-sighted person. He should have his own plans." said the "middle-aged knight".

"Can't the prince wait any longer? Your Highness is so old like a candle in the wind, and the crown prince is dying. He will most likely die before His Majesty." The interceptor sighed.

"My student, you forgot something. Isn't the prince himself just like a candle in the wind? We are all old and are no longer the energetic we were back then. The prince and His Majesty have been fighting for a lifetime, and always want to see the results of their lives in their lifetime." The "middle-aged knight" said.

The interceptor knew the teacher's meaning very well. Although the teacher looked young, he was actually at the age of retirement and enjoying a happy life at home.

The teacher tried his best to train Sel's Otto in order to let Sel's Otto take over his position. Unexpectedly...

The interceptor also knew very well why the teacher had to let himself understand Sel's life, and that was also to allow himself to take charge of the Paladin Order naturally.

"Do you think we have a chance of winning?" asked the interceptor.

"It is hard to say that in terms of strength alone, His Highness the Prince has the advantage, and relying on our Paladins is not enough to resist the prince's hundreds of thousands of soldiers. However, the victory or defeat of the war is not determined only by the strength of the troops. The number and ability of the magicians, the success of the strategic use, and whether they have enough financial resources to support this war, all owners can lead to unexpected changes in the war." said the "middle-aged knight".

"The Magic Association is in the hands of His Majesty, which is extremely beneficial to us; no one knows that the strategy has not been used. Now the only trouble is that the national treasury is empty. His Majesty originally had enough hope to get enough military expenditure from the south, but now everything has become a fantasy." The interceptor sighed.

"It's dangerous for you to think like this. I once said that as a leader, you must have a lofty gaze, just for the benefit of the previous ones. When the heir of Serthburg entered the capital, I had a premonition that His Majesty would face failure. Although the young man was young, he was one of the most dangerous people I have ever seen. Not only him, but another terrifying and powerful aura was lingering around him." The "middle-aged knight" said, his tone was low and solemn.
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