The morning breeze brings a hint of coolness to blow across the plains outside the Elanya royal city. The grass trembles slightly and rusts, as if swaying its body and feeling the soft nourishment of the sun. The occasional shining dewdrops are like dazzling stars in the foggy night. The faint and moist smell of earth is mixed with the freshness of the air, as if they are in an empty and pleasant dream.

However--

Flags are waving and guns are densely covered with guns.

The countless murderous soldiers who were waiting for the battle destroyed the tranquility and peace of nature.

"We won?"

Looking at the majestic royal city from afar, Kinslon, covered in blood, supported his body with his sword and said in a low and tired manner.

"Maybe, it's just a pity..."

Franmingo beside him seemed to sigh.

"We have done our best, it doesn't matter."

Kinslom shook his body and slowly stood up and said.

Since Sreitel suddenly turned against his so-called "companion" and left, the opponent immediately fell into the siege of Kinsloan and Franmingo. However, it is not that simple to kill a powerful man in the realm.

Perhaps because they knew their own situation, the other party had no intention of continuing to fight, and they were all focused on how to escape. However, how could Kinslon and the other party, who had the advantage, easily let the other party leave? After repeatedly breaking through the siege, the other party immediately changed their escape policy, and Kinslon, who was slightly weak, naturally became the focus of the opponent's breakthrough.

However, he underestimated Kinslon's tenacious fighting will too much, and the fierce offensives launched countless times were futile in the desperate interception of Kinslon's life and death.

The entire battle situation was stalemate for a while.

It was not until the end that the other party paid a huge price for heavy physical injuries and barely broke through and escaped.

"Can your body still hold on?"

Franmingo took out a bottle of clear and transparent things from his arms and threw them to the other party. He said, "The dilution potion of the Fountain of Life is very helpful for your injury!"

In the siege battle just now, since the opponent's attack center was focused on Kinslon, he had always been in a relatively relaxed situation, and even had few scars on his body.

"I can hold on."

After taking the potion from Franmingodiou, he drank it and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Kinslom said with a low expressionless face.

The sunlight reflected his stubborn figure, and the long sword in his hand gradually raised and pointed towards the sky with the movement of his arm.

Wave it down!

In the distance behind me, the sound of horns suddenly rang through the sky!

"The whole army attacked!"

...

An ordinary residence near the palace was an uninhabited house. At this time, a embarrassed figure suddenly broke into the door.

"who?"

A stern shout came from the empty and deserted room.

No one is seen, only the shadow of a sword is seen.

The scorer subconsciously flashed, and was about to draw his sword to fight back. Unexpectedly, the attacker immediately stopped his next move with a shocking and suspicion.

"Mr. Bedwin, is it you?"

"It turned out to be you, now take me to see His Highness Sasso immediately!"

After seeing the attacker clearly, the scorer said with a sigh of relief.

"Sir Bedwin, what's wrong with you?"

The attacker hurriedly reached out to support Bedvin, but saw that the other party was pale and bloodless. Even fresh blood was soaked in his chest.

"I don't have time to care about me now, I need to meet His Highness Sasso immediately."

Bedwin lowered his head and said with a stern voice.

"yes!"

The attacker's heart thumped and immediately obeyed and shouted.

He slowly came to a study room. The attacker reached out and twisted downwards at a magic lamp beside the wall. After a moment, a slight vibration sound came from the study room. A dark and low hole door suddenly appeared on a blue-gray stone wall.

"Sir Bedwin, come with me."

Since the entrance of the cave was not enough for two people to pass through at the same time, the attacker had to let go of his hand, bowed and entered first, and then turned around and said.

Bedwin nodded and followed closely behind.

"Sir Bedwin, where are Elvis and the others?"

In the familiar narrow and dark passage, the faint light of the wall lights guided the direction, perhaps because of feeling the silence of the atmosphere, or perhaps because of doubt, the attacker couldn't help but ask.

"They are all dead."

Bedevin behind him said in a deep voice.

"What?"

The attacker turned around, his face full of disbelief.

"His Highness Worans had already expected our assassination plan. We were ambushed shortly after lurking into the palace..." Bedwin said sadly.

"How could it be...How could it be..."

"We underestimate the power of His Highness Worans. If Elvis and others had not forced to delay them in order to help me fight for the opportunity to assassinate His Highness Worans, you would not have seen me now..." Bedwin sighed.

"So sir, have you... succeeded?" the attacker said tremblingly.

"Yes! I successfully assassinated His Highness Worans! But..."

Before the other party could be excited, Bedwen's next hidden words completely attracted his mind.

"I discovered a horrifying thing in the process of assassinating His Highness Worans. If this matter spreads, the entire kingdom will have irreversible shocks..."

"What's the matter?" the attacker asked, and he immediately closed his mouth when he saw Bedwin's gloomy gaze under the wall lamp. He knew that some things were not something he could know, and this is probably why Lord Bedwin was so anxious to meet His Highness Sasso?

Along the way, the two of them talked without saying a word.

It was not until after passing through a spacious and bright space that the attacker spoke again: "Sir Bedwin, we will see His Highness Sasso soon."

"Um."

After walking for a long time, Bedwin seemed to be quite tired.

After going around, the complexity of the underground passage was obviously beyond ordinary people's imagination. Bedevin, who followed the attacker, would frown from time to time, as if he was concentrating on something.

“We’re here.”

At this time, the attacker in charge of leading the attack stopped and stood in front of a wooden door and said respectfully.

Bedwin nodded and stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"His Highness Sasso, his subordinate Bedvin requests an interview!"

"Bedvin? Come in!"

After a while, Sasso's slightly anxious voice came from the room.

When the door is opened, close.

Sasso walked quickly to Bedvin without regard for ritual and said hurriedly: "Bedvin! Has the assassination been successful?"

"His Highness Sasso, the assassination was successful!"

After hearing Bedvin's answer, Sasso suddenly raised his head and laughed.

"Haha-I didn't expect that, Worans, you lost to me in the end..."

"Your Highness...Your Highness..."

After detecting Bedvin's shout beside him, Sasso put away the smug smile on his face and said, "Bedvin, you did not disappoint me! Very good! Very good..."

"Your Highness, it's too early to be happy now! Because-"

After seeing Bedwin's solemn appearance, Sasso immediately lowered his face and said, "Why?"

"Because-you can't be happy anymore!"

A silver light suddenly appeared, and Sasso suddenly fell to the ground while covering his neck.

He pointed at Bedwin, his eyes wide open in disbelief!

He wanted to ask why! But he couldn't say anything when his throat was slit.

Until his brain consciousness was completely dark, he seemed to see a familiar face.

who is he?

He is not Bedvin.

He is...Drank Xialan.

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Chapter completed!