Chapter five hundred and eighteen the status of the nobility
Corpses were strewn across the corridors of the hotel, blood and internal organs smeared the walls, and a fishy smell filled the nose.
"We are members of the Brotherhood, let us go, or you will be dead."
"Yes, as long as you kill us, you will face endless revenge."
"The Dark Brotherhood will pursue you relentlessly and make you live in fear your whole life."
Seeing the murderous god approaching, the surviving assassins became frightened and shouted threats to Downton in an attempt to scare him away.
Downton waved his left hand and shot out a Judgment Hammer, blasting an unlucky man's face with discoloration and the bridge of his nose collapsed.
"Who sent you here? The first one to tell you the truth will live!"
Downton's military boots stepped on the pool of blood, leaving ripples of footprints.
The assassins hesitated. If they leaked the information, they would be punished if they returned.
"Don't worry, I will kill everyone except the leaker."
Downton's words shocked the assassins, and a rift immediately appeared in their offensive and defensive alliance. One clever guy tried to run away, but was pierced by the sacred harpoon that was suddenly shot through his vest, and was then dragged into the corridor.
, and then the ghouls swarmed towards him, roaring like wild dogs, and tore him into pieces alive.
Seeing the miserable condition of their companions, the assassins were so frightened that they trembled all over and their eyeballs twitched. Everyone in the hotel heard the screams, but no one had the courage to come out and watch.
"How is it? Have you decided?"
Downton asked with a smile. Ghouls are really useful. They are undead creatures that live in the shadows. Not to mention their excellent dark vision, their sense of smell and hearing are also extremely good. This time he is going underground. So he is specifically in the dungeon.
Six middle-level ghouls with sharp ears and eyes were selected to serve as sentries.
"I have so many enemies. If I don't prepare some vigilant scouts, I don't know how I will die!" Downton would release ghouls every time he slept. This is why he could detect the assassin in advance.
These people were not dead warriors affiliated with the Dark Brotherhood, but ordinary assassins and killers. Therefore, they were not strong-willed, so under the threat of death, they talked like they were pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
"Kidnapping Hu Tao? Capture me alive and then torture me?"
The person in charge did not need to explain the reasons for attacking the enemy to his subordinates, he only stated the requirements, so the information was relatively scattered, but this did not affect Downton's reasoning.
"Is it that Robben who is causing trouble for me?"
Downton groped his chin and fell into deep thought. His other enemies wanted him to die quickly and would never kidnap him again.
"No way, we just had a small conflict with him. We won't take such cruel revenge, right?" Juliet felt that Downton only cut the opponent's face, not to the point of being a life-or-death enemy.
"Perhaps I met a villain who is bound to retaliate."
Downton shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
"Aren't you afraid of death? What you have provoked is the Brotherhood, one of the three major mysterious organizations in the Western Continent!" An assassin asked cautiously, which was actually a tactful warning to Downton not to go too far.
"Hmph, a bunch of clowns, what's there to be afraid of?"
Downton was originally going to kill all these people, but shouts and running sounds came from the street. The security team who received the alarm arrived.
"Downton has killed a lot of people from the Dark Brotherhood, so he still cares about you idiots?" Walnut took out a rope and prepared to tie them up. "It is said that Brotherhood members can be exchanged for bounties. Why don't these guys do that?"
Is it worth a thousand gold coins?”
"Dark Brotherhood? That is the most mysterious and powerful branch of the Brotherhood."
The assassins were stunned, and then regretted not falling. They had indeed kicked the iron plate.
"People above, listen, you have been surrounded. Surrender immediately, or we will shoot you all to death." The Sheriff's rough voice sounded, and there was still some nervousness in it.
"Come up and arrest them. The enemy has been subdued by me."
The other party did not listen to Downton easily, but sent a group of shield soldiers to go ahead with shields, followed by archers holding crossbows.
"Sir, it's safe!"
After hearing the report from his subordinates, the Sheriff walked up and was almost knocked over by the strong smell of blood. Looking at the messy corridor, his face turned pale.
"Did you kill all these people?"
The Sheriff wanted to vomit.
"These guys are assassins from the Brotherhood." Downton curled his lips. This guy obviously got the position of Sheriff because of his family, but he was actually frightened by a little blood.
"fraternity?"
The Sheriff's eyes lit up. This is an organization that the nobles across the continent want to destroy, because they advocate the principle that everyone is equal and everyone is a brother. It would be strange if those in power don't deal with them, so catching these people can be considered a good deal.
Small political achievements.
One of the captains whispered something into the Sheriff's ear while pointing at Downton.
"Ahem, who are you?"
The Sheriff cleared his throat. After killing so many people, Downton must give an explanation.
"The master is the Redwood Duke of Frankfort, who is in charge of the Western Territory."
Juliet stood up. In fact, with Downton's current status, he didn't need to talk to the Sheriff at all. Such an exchange would actually lower his status.
"Duke?"
The Sheriff looked at Downton carefully, obviously not believing that a Duke was traveling incognito, with ordinary clothes and no servants. But how to explain this temperament?
Noble is not just a title, it also represents knowledge, cultivation, and upbringing. Even a down-and-out noble has an innate sense of superiority when looking at others, but he didn't feel it at all from Downton.
It takes three generations to cultivate a noble. Although Downton has the aura of a superior, he doesn't look like a duke.
The Sheriff comes from a small family and is quite familiar with aristocratic behavior. Although Downton's speech and behavior are elegant, they are not aristocratic.
"Priest Andrea of the Guise family is my mentor, and I have a token given by her here." Downton raised his left hand and showed the ring.
The ring is made of a polished sapphire, with the emblem of the Guise family on it.
The Sheriff's attitude immediately became respectful, and he bent his back slightly. When the security guards who were yelling and tying up the assassin heard the word "Geece", not only did they all shut up, but they even deliberately lowered their breathing.
"Andrea's family is so powerful!"
Juliet marveled.
Downton was not surprised. He had already known that the Guise family was one of the three wealthy nobles in the Saint Laurent Empire. The current patriarch is the prime minister of the empire and his status is second only to the king. The children of this family are all over Saint Laurent.
He holds many positions in the military and political circles and controls many key departments.
The Guise family has a long history and has had political marriages with many empires. Strictly speaking, Andrea even has some royal blood, but she has to be ranked more than a hundred people later in the line of succession.
"I'm extremely sorry for disturbing your rest!"
The Sheriff glanced at the ring and didn't want to forge it. He didn't dare to investigate Downton anymore. What if he made others unhappy? Besides, he caught a group of Brotherhood assassins and they confessed. This was already a political achievement.
Okay, there is no need for me to create extra problems.
"Power is so useful!"
Downton was filled with emotion. The Duke of a third-rate country was indeed a man of low reputation, but he still had the reputation of a wealthy noble.
"Starting from today, I'm going to teach you etiquette so that you won't be looked down upon by others. Also, when you go to Corsica, you'll have to order some noble clothes so you don't dress like a country bumpkin again."
Homer wants Downton to integrate into the aristocratic class as soon as possible. After all, seventeen years of living habits are not easy to change, and he will inadvertently reveal the aura of a commoner.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Downton stopped sleeping. He read for a while, had breakfast, and headed to the shipping office.
"Why didn't you see that bald Robben?"
Hutao was on tiptoe looking for someone, gearing up to punish that guy.
"Maybe he ran away?" While Downton was waiting boredly, he saw a man in a black robe, "It seems to be the guy riding the black panther in the secret realm?"
The black robe was much more tired than when he first saw him. He kept coughing, and some blood spurted to the ground. His body exuded a strange smell, causing everyone around him to stay away.
"You're going to cough up all your lungs, right?"
Hutao also noticed Heipao and felt uncomfortable seeing his painful cough.
Downton snapped his fingers, and a healing halo shot out from his fingers and landed on the black robe.
"It's the Paladin!"
"That guy is lucky to get free treatment."
The passengers waiting for the cruise ship were all envious. Usually, if you have a minor illness or disaster, you need to seek treatment from the clergy for a fee.
Downton was not complacent because of these comments, but instead frowned, because he originally had good intentions and wanted to relieve the pain of the black robe, but after the halo blessing, the guy's body actually started to tremble and he coughed louder.
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"Thanks!"
The voice in the black robe is hoarse, like abrasive cloth rubbing against a millstone, which can even scratch the eardrum.
"Isn't this guy from the dark race?"
Downton nodded as a return gift, but he had a rough idea in his mind that only dark races would have a rejection reaction after receiving magical surgery.
Beep!
The whistle blew, and a 100-meter-long cruise ship sailed into the port. The announcer began to make announcements for passengers to line up to board the ship.
One more thing is worse than one less thing. Downton didn't look at the black robe anymore. He already regretted throwing away the magic just now.
The Lady Atoka is a luxurious ocean liner that passes through eighteen ports on the way. Corsica is the last stop, so it carries many passengers, and almost all of them are wealthy businessmen and nobles. After all, this cruise ship
The ticket price is as high as thousands of gold coins, which is enough to prohibit the poor.
Of course, there are also some small businessmen or other adventurers on the ship. They all live in the bottom warehouse. After all, nobles and wealthy businessmen will not live in these places. In order to recover some costs, it can only carry some such passengers.
In order to avoid disturbing the sightseeing and rest of the nobles, these people are not allowed to go on the deck on weekdays. Their social status is pitifully low. When the three Downtons boarded the cruise ship, a waiter immediately came to check the tickets and asked about his identity.
