Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down their pale cheeks, and their weak arms supported their painful body. Tilrant breathed heavily and leaned against the wall and looked out the window.

The sun is fading, and the sky is gradually changing.

Listening to the footsteps of the patrol members, looking at their blurry faces, what kind of expression would be under those faces?

When the last moment comes, who is willing to follow in his footsteps?

There are always a few people who can sacrifice their lives for their ideals, and most of them surrender to the cruelty of reality. The incitement of spoils can only affect a moment, and only one can change their will.

"Waldorf, please give you one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Behind him, the man in black robe who was quietly waiting, asked.

"On the other side of Anqilu, I need your help. If the Kingdom Guards suddenly launch an attack to save people, I think they have no ability to resist. Finally, please tell your master, hoping to ensure their safety."

Tilrant closed his eyes and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes." The man in black robe said concisely.

"The Kingdom Guards are coming soon, the negotiations are broken, and our cooperation will end, you can go." Tirrant said.

"We will leave, but not now." said the man in black robe.

"Do you still have unfinished things?" Tilrant turned to him and smiled.

"I need to watch your death." The man in black robe said truthfully.

"hehe--"

Tilrant shook his head, and in the end, they were still worried about him.

He suddenly remembered what President Ambowet said, and their actions might have caused different trajectories because he did not understand what the President said, because he had never considered this issue in depth.

He roughly understood their intentions. They needed to use his hands to slaughter the noble ministers of the kingdom and cut off His Majesty's wings. He was not a fool for the dirty things of the royal family.

The king fell ill again. The two princes who had been fighting for the throne for more than ten years were probably impatient. The person who jumped out has begun to implement the plan. What will happen in the future?

It doesn't matter who the person who sits on the throne is. What matters is that the person is willing to offend the nobles of this country to make changes. Only change can save the country.

That person is willing to change, that person dares to slaughter.

The two hit it off.

He was unwilling to reveal himself, and there was no evidence, and even His Majesty could not convict him.

Your Majesty will not give up, and he knows that that person will not take the risk of committing this matter easily. If there is no backup, he will not be worthy of becoming a person who is eyeing and entrenched in the capital.

What else do they want to do?

"What else do you want to do?" Tilrant asked.

Think of it, say it out.

When a person is about to die, his doubts are revealed in his heart without restraint.

"Why do you ask that?" the man in black robe said calmly.

"The smarter people like to make things complicated. In order not to attract some attention, they will deliberately misinterpret their goals, because they need to deceive and confuse the other party's judgment intentions, and the greater the gains they give to the opponent, the higher the purpose of success. When the opponent thinks that he has solved the other party's intention, he realizes that the other party has other purposes, but everything has become irreversible."

Tilrant slowly spoke to himself, his words were complicated and his words were complicated.

The complexity of the intersection was telling Waldorf that he knew, but he didn't.

And he wanted to know.

"You have your purpose, and we have not. In cooperation, proper concealment is not a bad thing for both parties." The man in black robe said lightly.

“What if it’s a bad thing for us?”

As soon as Tilrant spoke, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the silent people hidden under the black robe, Tirrant knew that they had indeed had an ulterior motive and he would not say it.

Now that things have come to this point, how bad can the end be?

With a bitter smile in his heart, Tilrant sighed softly and said, "You go."

In the room, the figure of the man in the black robe disappeared, and Tilrant slowly put his folded clothes neatly. When he picked up the sword, he felt its heaviness, looked at his hands, leaving regret and sighing.

A remote place among the many classrooms in the comprehensive building.

Valdorf slowly opened the door, walked in, and closed the door.

In front of him were countless figures of black robes in the same outfit as him, and the huge room seemed to be crowded.

"Soter, how was things arranged."

Valdorf spoke in a hoarse and low voice, and a black-robed figure quickly came from the corner of the wall.

"Sir, the arrangement has been completed."

After looking around the room, Valdorf lifted down the wide robe that covered his head, revealing a vicissitudes of face full of knife marks.

"Geggite, Garynan, Babieszer, lead your team to the planned location."

"yes!"

Three voices that spoke in unison, most of the black-robed figures disappeared in the seemingly crowded room, and the cold smell followed.

"Biim, the rest of you will lead and protect the target No. 2. Note that you are very likely to be raided by the palace guards. When the target No. 2 completes its mission and evacuate safely-"

As he said that, Valdorf nodded inexplicably at a figure somewhere in the room.

When the room fell into the open again, Valdorf lifted his hood and covered his head and walked out of the room. His steps were very slow, but his vision remained in the direction of the entrance of the building, where it seemed as if something was attracting him.

...

Wang Li’s gate of Central College.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from countless people crowded here and began to scatter because they heard the news that the people from the Kingdom Guards were constantly approaching here.

The earth began to shake, and everyone's eyes began to gather in the distance of a street.

The horse's hooves trampled on the earth, and the metal hit the armor and swords. The figures that had been waiting for for a long time gradually appeared in sight. They saw the mysterious Kingdom Guards, which had been rumored to have been mysterious for a long time.

The soldiers standing straight on the horses exuded a strong solemnity. The sky gradually turned into dusk. Under the twilight, a flag with yellow rose sword patterns was displayed in everyone's eyes, as if it was proclaiming, declaring the most powerful power under the royal family.

The horses were like dragons, and the guards of hundreds of people didn't care about people's eyes at all. The cold armor reflected a dazzling light, and the cold face seemed to be staring at the world.

Under the gaze of people, the kingdom guards who were moving forward in an orderly manner slowly entered the academy. No one stopped them, and no one dared to provoke their glory!

"Kinsloan, do you think His Majesty the King has made a big deal?"

In front of the guards, a man who was leading the way looked forward and said.

"Eduardo Safellland, adjutant of the Third Battalion of the Kingdom Guards."

"Your Majesty's will and orders are above everything else, and nothing can be a reason for resistance and rejection." Kinslom, who was in front of the team, said expressionlessly.

"Egbert Kinslon, commander of the Third Kingdom Guards."

"Oh, you are really boring. After being with me for so many years, I want to switch with Doshuen. Being able to be with Lord Salist is a man's happiness!" Saphirland shook his armor, looked helpless, and shook his head in a last tone.

"I can guarantee that if you switch to Salist, it doesn't take three days to do so, you will regret this decision!" Kinslon immediately glanced at him and snorted coldly.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you must have left some shadows when you graduated at the same time as Lord Salist?" Saphirland asked with his head tilted, looking interested.

"Shut up!"

Kinslom frowned and scolded coldly, as if Safelland's words had hit a once unforgettable experience in his heart.

Safelland hurriedly shut up. Although this boss had been together for so many years and had nothing to do with Daya, he would turn against him every time he involved the issue of Lord Salist. After several inquiries, he gradually learned the truth.

In his impression, Kinslom is a stern and serious person who has not changed since he met him, so it is far more boring to serve under his command. With an active personality, he likes to use Lord Salist's affairs to arouse his emotions, and he always restrains himself in time. This behavior has been enjoying it for many years.

"Saphirland, the most important thing in our actions this time is to protect the nobles and ministers from being hurt. If we make a mistake in this matter, Your Majesty will not forgive us easily."

The closer the team was to the college student's residence that caused the riot, Kinslom couldn't help but remind him of the task of action.

"I understand that according to the plan, the burden of this rescue raid is on you. I will delay you enough time, don't worry."

Safelland nodded and smiled. Although his boss was old-fashioned, he could complete any orders he had given smoothly. His strong personal strength and cautious and focused mind were his famous advantages.

"Kinsloan, in fact, the college students' ideas are not wrong, but their behavior is too reckless. Have you ever thought about this?"

After a short while, Safirland suddenly said.

"No, we do not need to care about these, our duty is to fulfill the orders given by His Majesty." Kinslom said coldly.

Safirland sighed lightly, as if he had already accepted the answer in his heart, and he was indeed him.

"Last night, I suddenly received a letter from a friend of mine who graduated from the same period. The bones on Sogro seemed to have been unified..." Safirlan said to himself.

Kinslon was silent, his face as firm as a knife carving without any change.

"Then at the end of the letter, he told me that if Sugro suddenly invades, please take care of his sister in the capital." Safirland's voice became low. After a moment, he suddenly laughed and said, "I know he is encouraging me to see his sister again. That kid has always wanted to marry his sister to me since the academy. Haha, I didn't expect his methods to become more and more interesting."

"Did you say so? Kinthlon!" Saphirland turned to him, but he did not give him any answer.

"That brat always likes to face the world pessimistically."

Safirland murmured: "Just like the college students who caused the riots."

"Yu Yu--"

Kinslon stopped pulling the horse's reins, and the marching procession came to a standstill.

"Start the separate plan."

Dismounted, Kinslon raised his head, and the crimson-red rays of blood stained the entire sky.

Safirland, you and I know the unbearable status quo of this kingdom, and you and I understand the irreversible situation of this kingdom.

But, I am a soldier.

If that day really appears, I will stand up and guard the kingdom.
Chapter completed!