The dim street light suddenly flashed, like the blink of an eye of a star.

"My mother was a humble maid. When my father found out that his mother was pregnant with me unexpectedly, he secretly placed her elsewhere because his family would never allow such a scandal."

Tilrant spoke plainly, his face was not visible.

"My mother raised me slowly by herself, and every time my father came to visit us, he was like a cautious thief. I once hated him because of my mother. Later, I began to respect my father. This was not only from the true fatherly love expressed in his heart, but also because he allowed me to see a different world."

"My father likes to tell stories very much. He has a good eloquence. From indifference to acceptance and entanglement, I fell in love with this father bit by bit. As my thoughts gradually mature, I began to understand that everyone's life has something to do with it, and my father is just an ordinary person in the vast sea of ​​people."

"My father is a politician. He slowly progressed steadily in his political career. Perhaps because I am a child, my father would tell his troubles every time he told a story."

"From his tall figure, I seemed to see a shining light, because I saw more than just a father..."

"So, he created you now, and are you for revenge? Or why?" Safirland suddenly interrupted and laughed.

"In order to inherit his will, inherit his will to change this country!"

He drew his sword and his voice was cold.

"Hey, hey, don't point your fingers around the sword-" Saphirland controlled the slightly frightened horse and waved the whip in his hand.

"In the end, I want to know one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Is there no room for remedy for His Majesty the King's reply?"

Safirland sighed lightly, pointed the whip in his hand at the guards behind him and said, "I believe you have understood the answer to this formation, why bother me to say it."

"I just want to confirm whether this kingdom still has hope of rescue," Tirrant said.

"Releasing the nobles, this is His Majesty the King's last ultimatum." Safirlan said seriously.

"Ha ha--"

Tilrant suddenly burst into laughter, because the expectation ended up being cruel and broken.

"Surrender."

Safirland sighed lightly, shook his head slowly and looked at him who was in a mad state, saying, "I don't want my hands to be stained with your blood."

"Are you pity us?" Tilrant stopped laughing and looked at him coldly.

"No, I just don't want you to die meaninglessly." Safirland whispered.

"I can't tell you are like this." Tilrant said.

"Do you think I'm a ruthless person? Haha, if my boss is here, he won't talk nonsense to you. Maybe the matter will be resolved after a charge." Safirland smiled.

"What about your boss?" Tilrant said. "I guess the Majesty on the throne will not let an adjutant lead the guards."

"Oh, I didn't expect that my qualifications would be underestimated." Safelan said with a funny look: "But you are not wrong, my boss is indeed here."

"Where is he?" Tilrant asked tightly.

"Is he?" Safirlan's smile even more, and he looked at a dark distance, saying, "Maybe at this time, they have rescued the noble ministers who have been separated and escaped from being detained by you."

"What?"

Tirrant looked incredibly along his gaze in the direction of Anqiro's evacuation, and his hands holding the hilt of the sword were emitting slight sweat.

"Don't underestimate our intelligence capabilities." Safirland turned his head and shook his whip in front of him, "If you expect the helpers who protect you to do something, you should just give up your heart. My boss is a very strong man."

"You guys lost."

...

"I remember more than ten years ago the academy had abolished the blockade of a back door that was in and out, and this road... are you planning to escape from there?"

When Anqilu led the members to seize the noble ministers and evacuate, Ambowit was always by his side.

From beginning to end, he rarely talks, and it is confusing to ask occasionally.

And now, he finally said what An Qiluo knew clearly.

"Yes, Lord Dean." An Qiluo nodded and said, "We had already opened the back door road two years ago."

"Have you considered today's retreat two years ago?" Ambowet smiled, with the wrinkles on his face deeper.

"No, our purpose at that time was to facilitate the access of other members outside the hospital. When deciding on today's matters, this road was just used." An Qiluo said honestly and seriously.

"Have you decided that kid?" Ambowet suddenly jumped to the topic.

"Is he?"

An Qiluo turned his head and looked at the darkness in the distance, sighed with helpless expression: "Maybe he had made this decision when his father died."

"Amalenda? I didn't expect that the child he entrusted to me now has changed into this." Ambowet shook his head and said, "His father just hopes that he can live healthily and safely. At that time, he already understood that maintaining the foundation of the kingdom for hundreds of years can't be destroyed and subverted by a few people, but he has no chance to tell him these words."

"Sir, did you know that Uncle Yamalenda would die back then?" When talking about this topic, An Qiluo couldn't help but feel excited.

If the dean had known the ending of Uncle Yamalenda back then, why did he not warn him?

"I know. Even I told him back then that if he still wanted to live, he would leave the kingdom as soon as possible."

The night breeze was slightly cool, and Ambowet coughed gently and said, "But he did not, maybe he knew that at the beginning of their decision to change, he had already stood opposite to the nobles of the kingdom, and his family also deprived him of his surname to avoid disaster."

"From the beginning to the end, he had no regrets. After the failure of the change, he did not choose to leave because he needed to use his life to witness the future of this kingdom. Perhaps he did not expect that a few years later, his children embarked on a path that was repeated with him. It was worthy of being a father and son. It was a pity-"

Seeing Anqiro's silence, Ambowet sighed lightly.

Perhaps, this is their only living destiny.

He had no way to change the ideas of these young people, stubborn and stubborn.

He knew that their last resort was to kill the detained nobles, and he did not mention it.

He was like a bystander, watching everything he witnessed.

Passing by a road surrounded by trees, the light began to blur and dim. The black-robed man and the members of the blood-flag association were mixed in the team that seized noble ministers, cautious around and "criminals".

Their body and mind were exhausted. Throughout the day, they only had a few foods and water. Such a critical matter could not tolerate any negligence.

Now, they have failed.

And this is not just liberation, the unknown and distant future has just begun.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

Suddenly, a series of rapid and sharp sounds echoed throughout the street.

Countless subtle shadows that passed by before them, and in a flash, they had penetrated deeply into the obstacles ahead and tore through them.

The howling of pain woke everyone up.

"There is an enemy attack--"

Someone made a lengthy shout, and the team immediately fell into chaos.

In the darkness, they saw that all the detained noble ministers fell to the ground in a row, and their bodies were densely filled with crossbows!

"kill--"

Amid the shade of the streets, a low and loud voice came out, and the branches and leaves were rustling, and in a faint manner, the black shadows were beating.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Biim's mouth, hiding in the team.

“The plan is implemented!”

With his orders, countless figures in the uniforms of the college students suddenly escaped, drawing their swords towards the flying black shadows.

Under Valdorf's advice, he changed most of his subordinates to the appearance of academy students and mixed them with them, leaving a few black robes only to confuse the other party's surprise judgment.

"Mr. Anqiluo, please bring your people with you to evacuate immediately, and we will take over here for the time being."

Shades of dark curtains, swords and sabers.

Although he had known Biim's plan to prevent accidents, he was caught off guard when the real raid occurred. An Qiluo returned to his senses and calmed down. After hearing Biim's words, he quickly organized the members of the team to start evacuation.

The detained noble minister saw the rescue sent by His Majesty the King, and was excited and began to resist violently against the members of the association. Many nobles even fought with the members who came to suppress the incident.

"Mr. Anqiluo, those noble ministers are gradually out of our control. If they don't do anything, it will be too late."

As a member of the evacuation, Saf, who was selected as the evacuation member, watched his compatriots' siege of noble ministers become weaker, he hurried to Anqiluo and prayed for a decision!

His sword can't wait.

An Qiluo looked at the chaos of the scene in a calm state, and Ambowit beside him looked at the scene in front of him with interest as if he had nothing to do with him.

He slowly began to take steps, and the members who were waiting for his response to observation made way out. The long sword at his waist was shining with a cold light, and the hands on the hilt were tightly held, and he was hiding his fear in his heart.

The fear of murder.

He came to the surrounding circle and looked at the two men who were struggling and wrestling not far from his feet.

The one who prevailed was a tall and strong middle-aged nobleman. At this time, he had completely suppressed the other party, and his hands were fists and viciously beaten the members below on the cheeks.

At this moment, he felt a little quiet. He raised his head and saw the people around him looking at him with horror.

More correctly, they are looking behind them.

He turned around and saw a cold light flashing by-

"Click--"

"Dong--"

The sound of sword slashing his neck and the sound of his head falling to the ground.

Blood gushed unscrupulously, gushing at the poor member below. His eyes were wide open, as if he was completely stunned.

"Our sword will not show mercy anymore. The next moment, I don't want this place to be your burial place."

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Chapter completed!