The words of the auction house host cannot be trusted.

But they had to believe the words of the Royal Capital Guard Commander Paul Walter.

Because this man is not just fierce-looking.

He was also very ferocious when killing people.

The matter has almost come to an end here, and the host of the auction house breathed a sigh of relief, with a friendly and easy-going smile on his face again.

"Now that the general has guaranteed the auction house, I believe there is no doubt in everyone's mind."

"Then this auction ends here. Thank you all for coming. The next auction will be at this time next month. We will continue to prepare high-quality lots for you."

Just when everything seemed to have settled.

Suddenly there was a terrifying explosion at the door of the auction house, accompanied by the screams of the waitress.

"what happens?"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Paul Wurth reacted faster.

He had already rushed towards the door of the auction house holding a huge sword as wide as the door panel.

At the door of the auction house, a nonchalant man holding a spear stood behind everyone.

A group of players in front of him were pushing three cages and running away, not even caring about the female slaves in the cages who were beaten to pieces.

"Baron Quinette, what do you mean?"

Paul Wurth looked at the chaotic door of the auction house, his ferocious eyes falling on the inhumane figure.

"What do I mean?"

He smiled coldly and retorted:

"I also want to ask what your auction house means? Why didn't you let me take away the things I bought? Are you still going to take the money and kill people to buy goods?!"

Baron "Quinnet"'s words caused the expressions of the people watching around to change drastically. At the same time, they also looked at the guards and persons in charge of the auction house questioningly.

"You fart!"

A guard stood up.

"You want to push the cage and leave without even giving me a single gold coin. If we want to stop you, we will send our knights to do it directly!"

"I didn't give it."

He spread his hands without doing anything else, and then said:

"Didn't I say that? My father will help me pay for this money after he comes back from the Emerald Border. Why are you so anxious? I, the Son of the North Wind, will pay you for such a few gold coins?!"

Only then did the people around him suddenly realize.

And he was also shocked by the ugly face of Baron "Quinnet".

The Duke of the North Wind, Walworth Knight, is well-known as a nobleman on horseback, and his life style is very upright and simple.

He would never be able to spend 30,000 gold coins to pay for his bastard son.

This Baron Quintet just wants to default on his debt.

And he also threw the debt to his father, Duke Beifeng.

The person behind the auction house is not likely to cause trouble to Duke Beifong.

After all, as an indispensable veteran stationed at the Emerald Border, Duke Beifeng can be said to be making sacrifices for the safety of the entire Kalanli.

"Sorry, Your Excellency Baron, our auction house has never had a credit policy. You can keep the goods with us temporarily, and when you have saved enough money, you can come back and redeem them."

The person in charge of the auction house had been very polite, but the baron in front of him didn't buy it, and even became more arrogant.

"I am going to take this batch of goods with me today. I am not discussing with you, I am giving an order. If you insist on blocking it, don't blame the knights under my command for attacking you."

"This time, I won't hold back."

Baron "Quinnet" faced each other, and the knights under his command had almost disappeared pushing three cages. For a while, no one except the commander Paul Water could stop them.

"Baron, I admire your ruthlessness, but I never thought that a heroic figure like the Duke of North Wind would have a useless son like you."

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for educating you on your father's behalf."

Paul Wurth held the long sword behind him across his chest. The heavy sword's edge hit the ground and instantly sank half a meter. The surrounding floor tiles also cracked, which showed how heavy the sword was.

Procrastinating for time is inherently a non-human task.

At this time, the Sky Knight did not go after the slave girl, but instead wanted to fight with her and educate her. This was exactly what he wanted.

Just to see what kind of gap there is between him and Sky Knight now.

"Come on, let's see if you are ugly and make trouble~"

Don't do anything, point your sword at an angle, and assume an offensive posture.

Although he only knows marksmanship, he can also use a long sword as a gun. Besides, his really useful gun is hidden in his armor. M.

"snort!"

Paul Wurth knew he was ugly, but he didn't like others to often make comments about his appearance, especially direct humiliation like Quinette's.

At this moment, he really had murderous intentions.

For the sake of Duke Beifeng, he would not kill Quinette.

But it's still possible to beat Quinette to a paralysis.

Sky Knight level fighting spirit permeates the whole body.

Paul Waters rushed towards Baron "Quinnet" like a giant beast.

The heavy sword was dragged behind him, breaking through the hard ground.

The momentum is majestic and devastating.

The person in charge of the auction house originally wanted to ask them not to fight here. After all, the street was damaged and he still had to spend money to repair it. He couldn't ask the commander for money, right?

He couldn't afford to offend Duke Beifeng.

But now these two people have obviously got the upper hand. It doesn't matter whether he persuades them or not, he simply retreats into the auction house with a group of auction house men.

He doesn't want those female slaves anymore.

Just hit whatever you want.

Just don't tear down his auction house.

Outside the auction house.

He relied on his high agility to fight Paul Wurth several times without doing anything.

There's nothing wrong with that thick-skinned Paul Wurth.

But Bu Shi was injured by the huge force in the collision.

This Paul Wurth is similar to the Winter King.

They all follow the path of the berserker, but the Winter King is much more flexible than Paul Wurth, and this Paul Wurth only has brute strength and no brains.

The strength gap between them is still too big.

If he hadn't experienced the feeling of fighting the berserker Winter King several times in the dungeon, he might not even be able to take a blow from Paul Water at this moment.

However, this is enough.

Those players have successfully evacuated with the female slaves.

And there was also a wave of chaos at the arena in Kalanli. All the female slaves were rescued, and the player team had met in the tunnel.

They are already planning to blow up the tunnel.

"Paul Wurth, you are indeed very strong."

"But, my Beifeng family is so powerful, how can you, an ugly, poor piece of trash like you, be qualified to educate me?"

He opened his mouth without any hesitation and released a burst of output. At the same time, he secretly took out his small musket.

"What a rotten piece of fish and shrimp. Can you afford a dragon-blooded horse with one year's salary?"

Paul Wurth's face grew darker and darker.

It was obvious that he had been completely angered, and at this moment, he pulled the trigger on Paul Wurth without doing anything.

"Boom——"

There was a gunshot, and shotguns hit Paul Wurth's armor and exposed strong body.

These bullets have limited damage at long distances. At most, they can only penetrate the grudge protection and cause a stinging pain on the skin.

Other than that, it has no effect.

But at this moment.

These bullets brought stinging pain, but they were the last feather in Paul Wurth's nerves.
To be continued...