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Chapter 274 Death of the Commoner Who Insults the Noble

Chapter 274: Those who insult nobles will die.

The coachman's cursing words made Roger frown even deeper. [] He had received a letter from Anna a few days ago and knew that Vattel was planning a new conspiracy against him. And today, there were actually military officials coming to Kent Town. He must have

Nothing good happens.

The coachman was always arrogant when driving for Farrell. Even in the capital, he often galloped his horse through the streets. Now he came to this mere Kent town, and his horse's legs were cut off, causing the car to overturn.

I don’t know how the owner Farrell is doing or whether he is injured. At this time, there is an evil fire in my heart that has no place to escape.

Seeing Roger frowning in a daze after hearing what he said, the coachman thought he was scared, and his attitude became even more arrogant. The guy took two steps forward, a little carried away, pointed his finger at Roger's chest and said, "Just wait.

My master will definitely let the lord here hang you alive, and then you will know the consequences of meddling in your own business!"

Roger's frown deepened as the coachman kept tapping his fingers on his chest. Before the coachman could speak again, Roger's hand holding the sword had already waved lightly. The coachman saw a flash of sword light in front of his eyes, and his fingers

It seemed to have cooled down a bit. When he calmed down and looked at his hand, he realized that the finger that felt cold was gone!

Only then did the coachman feel the heartbreaking pain coming from his fingers. He couldn't help but let out a scream, and at the same time instinctively held the injured hand. At this time, a large amount of blood poured out from the severed finger.

The coachman was in pain and at the same time very frightened, fearing that he would die from excessive bleeding.

"No one dares to poke me." Roger smiled evilly at the coachman and said, "If you don't believe it, you can try again!"

The arrogant look of the coachman had disappeared, replaced by a look of fear. He never expected that after revealing his identity, this young man would dare to cut off his own fingers with a sword. To the coachman who was accustomed to the power of the fox and the tiger,

To be honest, the other party's action completely defeated his courage in an instant. He didn't have the courage to try again. Instead, he crawled to the side of the carriage, opened the deformed door and shouted inside: "

Master, someone is attacking our carriage, Master!"

For the coachman, Farrell was his true supporter, so the first thing he thought of after suffering a loss was to report to the master. At the same time, the coachman was also very uneasy, fearing that the master had gone to see the Supreme God in the car accident just now.

If so, things will be in trouble.

"Who...who is so bold?" Farrell's voice soon sounded in the carriage to reassure the coachman, and judging from the relatively strong voice, the rollover accident just now did not cause him much harm.

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Farrell's carriage was very comfortable, with the floor, walls and even the top covered with thick cushions. With such good protection and a little bit of luck, Farrell was only slightly frightened, but not injured.

What substantial harm.

The bastard decision to let the carriage run rampant through the streets of Kent Town was naturally made by Farrell himself. In addition to intending to demonstrate to the lords here, the other reason was just because he was in a bad mood after a long journey.

I just want to vent my frustration.

For this reason, Farrell also specifically ordered his guards to enter the town later. After all, if a large group of people appeared at the same time, it would definitely scare the people in the town, and the speeding carriage would lose its suddenness. And after discovering the square in front of it,

There seems to be some training for security guards.

Rael immediately asked the coachman to drive towards them. This was the best opportunity for him to establish his authority in this small town. If he could disperse the formation of the security team, it would be like giving him a heavy slap.

A slap in the face to the local lord was exactly in line with Marquis Vattel's order.

Everything went smoothly at first, but at the end, the carriage overturned. Not only did Farrell fail to establish his authority, but he was greatly embarrassed. He originally planned to severely punish the coachman who overturned the carriage, but now he heard the truth.

Someone attacked the carriage and immediately became furious and vowed to hang anyone who dared to attack him.

The coachman carefully helped the disgraced Farrell out of the carriage, pointed at Roger not far away and said: "That's that bastard!"

"Bold untouchables, how dare you attack the nobles of the kingdom!" Farrell, who has always been very proud of his noble status, also assumed a condescending attitude and scolded Roger: "I want to report this matter to the local lord, so that

He'll hang you, you idiot!"

Farrell was so happy scolding himself that he didn't notice that the people around him were looking at him like idiots. However, the coachman noticed that something was wrong and quickly said to Farrell gently: "Master,

There seems to be something wrong, I have already revealed your identity, why haven’t those security members arrested you yet?”

The coachman's words reminded Farrell. He forgot that this was in other people's territory, and he actually ordered the security team arrogantly: "Why are you still standing there? Arrest the madman who attacked this noble!"

Of course, the security team members would not obey Farrell's orders, but looked at this guy with a bit of pity. They all knew that their lord was not a master who could suffer losses, and this guy who claimed to be a noble actually allowed his servants to drive on the street.

He almost got killed while running wildly, so this matter will never be resolved easily.

Roger sneered and walked forward, looking at Farrell and saying lightly: "Are you really a noble? I don't look like you!"

"You bastard, don't be presumptuous. My master is Earl Farrell, an important minister of the royal family. He is here on important official business!" Before Farrell could speak, his coachman had already spoken first. This guy was beaten by Roger.

Cutting off a finger would have already made him hate him to the core, and he was even more disrespectful to Roger in his words.

"Who are you calling a bastard?" Roger looked coldly and said to the coachman, "If you have the ability, tell me clearly!"

Although the coachman was a little afraid of Roger's methods, the owner was nearby at this time, and the guy became bolder. He actually glared at Roger and said, "How about I call you a bastard?"

"Okay, great!" Roger suddenly laughed and said, "Tell this guy who I am!"

"My lord, you are Baron Roger Lee, the local lord!" The guardsmen suddenly shouted in unison, startling both Farrell and his henchman coachman.

Especially the driver, who was very arrogant just now, suddenly remembered something after hearing what the guard said, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Did you think of it now? It's too late! Noticing the coachman's expression, Roger sneered in his heart and said: "Chris, what should we do if a commoner insults a noble?"

"Civilians who insult nobles will die!" The grumpy Chris couldn't bear it for a long time. He took a step forward and lowered his head and said: "Sir, please let me deal with this bastard!"

"Okay!" Roger simply nodded without saying anything.

"You...what do you want to do?" Seeing Chris striding towards him, the coachman stepped back in fear: "Don't mess around, my master is Earl Farrell..."

"He is still an important minister of the military, right?" Chris didn't take the other party's threat to heart. He grinned at the coachman and said, "You have violated the laws of the kingdom. Even if the owner is His Majesty the King, you will still be punished!"

"No, no!" The driver wanted to hide behind Farrell, but Chris easily dragged him out. The guy still wanted to make a final struggle, but Chris had already kicked him to the ground, high up in the air.

Knight with broadsword in hand raised.

"He is my servant, I will not allow you to do this to him!" Farrell finally came to his senses and wanted to stop Chris from killing his coachman.

The knight paused for a moment and turned his head to see Roger's reaction. Roger made a cutting gesture on his throat with the palm of his hand without changing his expression. The latter nodded in understanding and raised his sword high.

Cut it down.

"No..." The coachman left his last scream in this world. In the next moment, his head had left his body, and blood spurted out, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

"Well done!"

"Lord Chris is mighty!"

"This bastard doesn't deserve to live!"

The people around saw the coachman refusing to clap and cheer. First, the guy drove the carriage speeding down the street without any intention of slowing down when there were children in front of him. Then he insulted the lord who was loved by everyone several times, and everyone had long been worried about it.

The guy hated him to the core. Seeing Chris kill the coachman cleanly, everyone felt very happy.

"You...you actually murdered my servant!" Farrell was frightened by this bloody scene. He pointed at Chris uneasily and said, "I want to report this to the military!"

"Your servant, as a commoner, insults the nobles. It is a capital crime!" Roger's voice sounded coldly: "I suspect that your identity is also fake. Go to the guard barracks with me and explain it clearly!"

"You...you are slandering a noble!" Farrell was furious at Roger's words and shouted angrily: "My identity certificate and military documents are all in the carriage, I..."

"My people will take care of the carriage!" Roger interrupted Farrell coldly: "You just need to go to the garrison barracks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Roger motioned for Chris to come up and control the other person and prevent him from getting close to the overturned carriage. Of course, Roger didn't really suspect Farrell of pretending to be a nobleman, and he had his own intention in doing so.

Roger didn't know what kind of trouble Vattle had caused for him. In order to prevent this guy's conspiracy from succeeding, the best way was not to receive orders from the military. Anyway, Roger was also very concerned about this conniving servant driving around the town.

I don't have any good feelings for the guy driving the carriage on a rampage.

So he simply seized this opportunity to completely deny Farrell's identity. As long as he destroyed the items in the carriage, he would not only be able to execute Farrell for impersonating a nobleman, but also prevent Roger from "not receiving" the order from the military.

, of course he won’t miss such a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

Farrell was not an idiot. Of course he knew the consequences of the carriage falling into Roger's hands. At this time, he struggled desperately and refused to give in. Roger frowned when he saw this, and was about to ask Chris to knock this guy out and drag him away.

A burst of neat footsteps came from the entrance of the town.


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