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Chapter 161 Duel

"You have nothing to do with this."

Hong Xin chuckled, "My patience is very limited. If you can't do it, my support for you will also decline. I heard that the Brotherhood has recently seen a lot of newcomers. Maybe we can pick a few talents."

"Just wait, I will bring Downton's head within a month."

Knowing that he would never have another chance to be kissed, Mo Shan teleported away.

"Bah, you're such an ugly guy, how dare you take advantage of my wife!"

Hong Xin spat with a look of disdain. If it were Downton, she would not refuse. Killing him after enjoying it would be undoubtedly the most wonderful thing.

At night, the Palace of Versailles is brilliantly lit, like a jewel, and also demonstrates the royal majesty.

Although the head of the Napoleon family was not afraid of imperial power, he still had to work hard to save face, so he landed in front of the palace gate.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

The captain immediately came forward to greet him, and the other guards all knelt on one knee to salute.

"Um!"

The head of the family sighed imperceptibly. The queen's control over Paris was still as pervasive as ever. He did not think that the captain opened the palace door in advance as a sign of respect for him. On the contrary, it was a kind of deterrence, telling him that his every move

, are all under surveillance by palace spies.

"Your Excellency Downton! Your Highness the Saint!"

Seeing Downton and Saint Lily arriving, the captain quickly saluted. Although according to convention, the title should be called Downton, but he was also a duke, which would inevitably lower the status of the family head, so he chose the name.

The powerful men arrived one after another, and the captain had to salute frequently.

The head of the family did not meet with His Majesty immediately, but waited a little longer to talk to the legends who arrived later and talk about their recent cultivation experiences.

"He is quite calm!"

Downton curled his lips and took the time to treat himself.

"Idiot. He is buying time. I am sure that the insiders, including Count Rotan, are dead now."

Homer taught, “Don’t just look at things at face value.”

"I'm not that stupid, okay? Holy Lily has already sent people to protect them!"

Downton said helplessly, "Although I have never been in the upper class. But I also know that when you reach the level of the head of the Napoleon family, it doesn't matter even if you have irrefutable evidence. What matters is whether the person in charge wants you to die.

What is the outcome of the game between the big forces?"

"Since you can understand this, why are you still confronting the head of the Napoleon family?"

Saint Lily was puzzled, but with her intelligence, after thinking about it for a moment, she suddenly realized, "Do you want to kill Vermaelen?"

"Yes, that guy must die tonight!"

Downton gritted his teeth, and every word he spat out was bloody.

"But you..."

Vermaelen is a strong man of the third level of Marshal. Saint Lily wanted to say that given your current situation, you have little chance of winning, but looking at his side face, the firm edges and corners were like cutting with a knife and an ax, and he showed no hesitation and no flinching.

The look in his eyes blocked all her words in her throat.

"Please come in, your Majesty and the Queen are already waiting for you in the main hall!"

A court official came out and made a gesture of invitation to welcome everyone.

Downton took the lead and entered the palace gate.

"Why!"

Saint Lily sighed, this is what men are like. After making a decision, they will go on firmly despite knowing that they will pay a huge price, even death.

In the spacious hall, fully armed guards stood on both sides. Even their breathing was at the same frequency.

"What's wrong with waking me up so late at night?"

The king sat on the throne, holding his cheek with one hand, looking sleepily at these high-end combat forces, which accounted for one-half of Paris.

"I heard that Mr. Vermaelen used two sharp knives to defeat the invincible opponents in the royal city. I would like to ask for advice!"

Downton spoke.

This speech made everyone stunned. They thought that when Downton saw the king, he would definitely denounce the evil deeds of the Brotherhood. He first stood firm morally, and then criticized Vermaelen, the mastermind behind the scenes.

, but I didn’t expect that he would avoid talking about it and challenge him directly!

“Young people today are so big-hearted!”

A look of astonishment flashed across the head of the family's face, then he narrowed his eyes and commented with a neither salty nor bland tone. To be honest, Downton's move disrupted his pace.

"Oh, Lord Vermalen, what do you think?"

The king did not expect that Downton would say this. According to the original plan, he would let the two people have a fight as an end. After all, at Vermaelen's level, he would never bite the monk's family. As long as he killed this

Being a marshal was the greatest weakness to the Napoleon family.

"Lord Downton, if I read it correctly, you are injured. Even if I win, it will be a weak victory!"

Vermaelen tilted his neck, and his words were full of excitement. He was full of confidence when he beat a half-dead Downton.

"Do you still want to have a life-and-death battle?"

Downton smiled, revealing his white teeth, which were dazzling under the brilliant wall lamp. Coupled with his handsome appearance and Yuan Ting Yuezhi's figure, the maids who were standing by were dazzled and wished they could

Drown in his sunny smile.

Only the strong can feel that Downton's smile is filled with the coldness blowing from the polar frozen soil, which penetrates the heart.

"Downton, don't push yourself too far. I gave you a smile just for the sake of Princess Elaine and Princess Sissi. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Vermaelen leaned forward, as if he had transformed into a predatory beast, "If you openly insult a noble, at any time, I have the right to ask you to challenge with your life!"

snort!

Downton snorted coldly, took out a glove from his pocket, smashed it in front of Vermaelen, then took out the dagger and threw it casually.

Ding!

Seeing the dagger stuck in the glove and shaking tremblingly, the strong men gasped. Throwing the glove represents a duel, while throwing a weapon and hitting the glove means a life-or-death challenge.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Tsk, tsk, young man, you are not sensible enough!"

"Vermaelen has a reputation as a guard with a sword. Not only is he one level higher than Downton, he is also injured. There is no chance of winning this duel!"

The strong men were talking a lot. At this level, their awe for the royal power has dropped sharply. The reason why they maintain etiquette is entirely because of the legendary strong status of the king and Queen Liv.

"Lord Downton, you should think twice!"

The strong man from the Geese family spoke out, hoping that Downton would change his mind.

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"

Vermaelen saw the head of the family nod imperceptibly without making any movement. The dagger and gloves flew in front of him as if being pulled by a big invisible hand.

Long before Downton arrived, the head of the family had sent someone to notify Vermaelen, so he knew everything that happened tonight.

"A self-righteous boy, today is the day you die!"

Vermaelen stared at Downton, not taking him seriously at all. But deep down in his heart, he was thinking that after returning, he would have to reorganize the Brotherhood, and the rights he had spent so much to obtain would be in vain.

"My wealth!"

When he thought that the slave trade had been hit hard and that he would lose a lot of income in the future, Vermaelen's heart was bleeding and he wanted to kill Downton immediately.

"Brother, no!"

Elaine, wearing pajamas, ran out from behind and ran straight to Downton.

"Princess!"

Several maids chased them out in panic. Seeing that the entire hall was filled with nobles, especially the king and queen, they were so frightened that their legs weakened and they knelt on the ground.

It is a capital offense for a princess to behave inappropriately in front of ministers.

"Are you injured again? I don't allow you to duel!"

Seeing Downton's pale cheeks and wounds on his body due to excessive blood loss, Elaine shed tears of distress. She quickly chanted magical spells to treat him.

"Elaine, you look so decent, why don't you back down!"

The king scolded him, but before he could finish his sentence, Liv glared at him and quickly closed his mouth.

"Elaine, come here, your brother will be fine!"

Liv, who has always been known for her bloodlust, now showed a smile that was warmer than the sunshine in spring. Looking at the queen who exuded maternal nature, the strong men looked at each other. Not only did her love for the third princess not change due to time.

It became weaker with the passage of time, but because of the guilt of not being able to take care of her for eighteen years, my love became deeper.

"obedient!"

Downton touched Elaine's hair.

"I don't, he is the marshal!"

Elaine grasped the fingers of Downton's clothes and inserted them deeply. Ever since she was a child, she had always admired her brother infinitely, because he always did things she thought were impossible, but this time it was different.

"Have I ever let you down in all these years?"

Downton asked softly.

Elaine shook her head.

"Then it will be no problem this time."

Downton smiled.

"No, you're hurt."

Elaine was very stubborn and wanted to drag Downton away. If her brother was in full swing, she would not be worried, but he was seriously injured.

As a restorative god who specializes in healing, Elaine can feel how weak Downton's soul and body are. As a scepter, she knows that a marshal-level battle is otherworldly.

"lily!"

Downton had no choice but to look at the saint for help.

"lily?"

Hearing Downton's affectionate name for the saint, the powerful men were all startled, especially when they saw that the saint didn't blame him at all, and they began to speculate on their relationship.

"Um?"

Elaine looked at Saint Lily suspiciously. If it weren't for the fact that saints couldn't marry, she would have suspected that her brother had conquered this girl too.

"Believe in your brother!"

Saint Lily’s words are very simple,

"But……"

Before Elaine could finish speaking, she was interrupted.

"Once a man makes a decision, a woman should stand behind him, support him silently, cheer for him when he wins, collect his body when he fails, and then raise his children!"

Saint Lily has a serious expression.

"Um!"

Elaine was infected by Saint Lily's demeanor and nodded subconsciously.

"Hey, hey, this script is wrong, no, what you said is wrong. I haven't fought yet, so don't pour cold water on me, okay?"

Downton rolled his eyes and let Saint Lily do this, and a tragic atmosphere arose spontaneously.

"Hey, I was just joking. Failure? How could Downton fail? Even if it is going to fail, we can intervene on the way and disrupt this duel and reputation? What does that mean? Downton's life is important to us.

the most important!"

Holy Lily’s teachings.(To be continued..)

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