There is no doubt that swordsmanship is Zuo Si's best fighting skill besides magic.
Although at the beginning, he was quite indifferent to this "primitive", "backward" and "barbaric" power. He always felt that everything could be solved by magic, and he was even forced to do so by the cheap teacher Sorin Markov.
It has to be learned.
But later, as he became the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, as a big devil, he gained the bonus of plane will, and gained many more skills out of thin air, such as "cleave", "combat reflex", "mastery of initiative",
He is "proficient in feints", "combine offense with defense" and other specialties in close combat, so he gradually began to include swordsmanship in his arsenal.
Later, he learned the gorgeous sword dance of the elves from the dark girl Eilistraee, and successfully integrated it into his own swordsmanship system, eventually forming the varied and highly ornamental style today.
Different from Eilistraee's sword dance that focuses on rhythm and beauty, Zuo Si's sword dance feels obviously more aggressive. Often just by passing someone, the other party will suddenly splash with dark red blood.
Or maybe there are a few more holes in vital parts.
In addition, he does not move very fast, so it is like taking a leisurely walk in the bloody wind, and every move exudes a noble and elegant atmosphere.
That strong sense of contrast, the casual attitude towards killing, and the crushing strength against the inhuman apostles, combined to create a very subtle chemical reaction.
Many nobles and servants were unknowingly attracted by it, with indescribable shock and admiration in their eyes.
After all, it is human nature to be strong.
When you are weak, whatever you do is wrong.
But if you are strong enough, even if you make a fool of yourself in the past, a large number of people will come out to clean up the mess.
Maybe you can even decipher some bullshit personality, spirit, beliefs and other rubbish that you have learned successfully.
Obviously, the current Zuo Si is that strong man, so powerful that even the apostle Viscount Lister Roald is afraid and trembling.
Only about twenty seconds had passed since he drew his sword and launched the attack. An area of about ten meters with Zuo Si as the center was densely filled with the corpses of the "lions".
The blood dyed the ground under your feet completely black and red, and it felt unusually sticky when you stepped on it.
There is no exaggerated strength or size, nor any incomprehensible supernatural power. What is there is just a steel sword of good quality in this world.
If it didn't hit the vital point, it wouldn't even be able to pierce the apostle's rock-hard fur and muscles.
But what is incredible is that this sword can always accurately hit the most vulnerable part of the body structure, and then complete a one-shot kill when the target loses balance or is unable to move.
The regeneration ability that the apostle was so proud of was of no use at all in this situation.
Efficient killing!
A quick death!
Viscount Lister Roald finally realized why Zuo Si never showed fear of him like others.
That is not pretending to be calm or bluffing, but absolute confidence in one's own strength.
He simply couldn't imagine what a terrifying scene it would be if Zuo Si was not using the ordinary steel swords dropped by the nobles at this moment, but the two door panel swords with exaggerated weight.
It is estimated that what fell on the ground was not a relatively complete body, but a minced and flattened meat paste.
horrible!
It's really terrible!
It’s simply a monster in human skin!
Viscount Lister Roald even felt that Zuo Si was more of a non-human apostle than himself.
Watching helplessly as more than two-thirds of his descendants were slaughtered in half a minute and unable to do anything, he finally realized that his statement about killing the "lions" within one minute was not a threat, intimidation, or nonsense, but seriousness.
If it were other apostles, after discovering such a powerful enemy, they would turn around and run away immediately.
After all, they have an almost unlimited lifespan and far exceed the strength of ordinary people. They can ensure that they live well no matter where they go.
But the problem is that every apostle has spiritual flaws, or weaknesses.
The weakness of Viscount Lister Roald is precisely "family".
For him, family is everything, something that he must sacrifice his life to protect. It can even be said to be the entire meaning and belief of life.
So running away was not an option from the beginning.
clang!
With the crisp sound of metal colliding, Viscount Lister Roald, who had been hiding behind and letting his sons attack his opponent, finally rushed forward and slashed Zuo Si hard with the sword in his hand.
But unfortunately, the blow was easily blocked.
To be precise, the sword in Zuo Sirang's hand showed a subtle tilt angle, and then the sword slid in other directions along this angle. It was not a head-on block.
Because the sword in his hand is like a toothpick compared to the opponent's weapon. Its hardness cannot withstand such a huge impact and will 100% break.
As a cautious person, Zuo Si did not want to lose the only weapon in his hand at this time.
He wants to continue playing the role of a mortal to defeat the monster in front of him, instead of letting others see that he is actually a demon more terrifying than the apostle.
"You absolutely can't be human! Who are you? Why do you appear in my territory?"
Viscount Lister Roald asked sternly through gritted teeth.
"Haha, you said I'm not a human being, right?
Keep your eyes wide open and take a good look at the reactions of the nobles in the castle who came to attend the wedding, as well as the reactions of the servants and ordinary soldiers who have been with you for many years.
Guess which one of us they think is the monster?
You must know that most people in the world make their first impression through appearance.
So what you think doesn't matter.
The important thing is that I still remain human and defeat a terrible monster in a way that humans can understand and accept.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What’s more, do you think that after you have shown your identity as an apostle in public, you can continue to be a lord here safely in the future?
In fact, the family you cherished so much was doomed from the moment your identity as an apostle was revealed.
Now you are just making your last desperate struggle."
As Zuo Si said this, he continued to slaughter the "lions" efficiently. He did not stop until the last one fell in front of him, shaking off the blood on his sword.
Only forty-five seconds had passed since he drew his sword.
And no matter how many enemies he killed and the blood splashed like raindrops, his body was always spotless.
"There are still fifteen seconds. How long do you think you can last under my sword? Five seconds? Ten seconds?"
Zuo Si approached step by step with a very slow pace.
Although he looked very small in front of the huge size of the apostle, the sense of oppression he exuded was suffocating.
When this astonishing sense of oppression was transformed into fear, Viscount Lister Roald's psychological defense began to collapse. Every time Zuo Si took a step forward, he would subconsciously take a step back.
Because he had a premonition that as long as he dared to stay where he was, he would definitely die in the next second, just like the short-lived heir who fell to the ground.
"Kill him! Kill this damn monster!"
"Yes! Cut off his head!"
"From the moment he turned into a monster, he was not qualified to continue to dominate the Roald family! He is not worthy to be a member of the nobility! His blood has been contaminated by filth and filth!"
"As long as he dies, you will be the new Viscount Roald!"
…
Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, the nobles who were sitting in the attic of the castle began to shout excitedly, as if they wanted to vent all the fear and uneasiness in their hearts.
They obviously knew very well that if the winner in the end was Viscount Lister Roald, then they would definitely not expect to leave alive.
Maybe this lunatic will lead his "lions" and take the opportunity to launch an attack on the territory that is leaderless and in civil strife, taking the opportunity to expand his sphere of influence.
After all, with the decline of royal authority in this country, nobles from various places have essentially evolved into semi-independent warlords.
The royal family, on the other hand, could not even control the capital and its surrounding lands, but was completely sidelined by several tit-for-tat dukes.
The civil war raged round after round, but no one could put the broken kingdom back together into a whole. Instead, it split, split, and split again in the chaos with no end in sight.
Each noble lord is accumulating strength to try to annex surrounding neighbors for expansion, and then enter the finals to compete for the vacant throne.
Yes, in the eyes of the country's nobles, the royal family has long ceased to exist.
Its only value is to be the prize for the winner of this chicken-eating contest, and to give its rule legitimacy by marrying a princess or queen.
Therefore, even if Viscount Lister Roald risked the disapproval of the world and went on a killing spree at the wedding, as long as he did not reveal his identity as an apostle, the most he would receive would be verbal abuse and condemnation, and no one would stand up for justice.
.
There is no way, this is the most true portrayal of troubled times.
In this environment, morality and kindness are worthless. On the contrary, those who dare to break the bottom line of morality and humanity again and again can thrive.
Because no matter how despicable, as long as you succeed in the end, you will naturally become an example for others to learn and follow.
For example, in history, King Goujian of Yue, who was regarded as an inspirational model for his courage and hard work, is the best example.
However, the shouts and clamor of the nobles did not affect Viscount Lister Roald.
At this moment, he no longer dared to be distracted at all, and automatically blocked out all these noises, holding the sword in his hand firmly to prepare for the upcoming fatal attack.
Through the killing just now, he already understood that Zuo Si was not joking when he said that the battle would be resolved in one minute.
When there were only the last ten seconds left before the one-minute deadline, Zuo Si suddenly accelerated his speed and rushed forward at a speed that was almost instantaneous.
boom!!!!!!
When his sword thrust out, there was an explosion behind him that broke through the sound barrier.
You don't need to ask to know that this is a supersonic attack.
Although it may not even be considered a warm-up for Zuo Si, for Viscount Lister Roald it is something he will never be able to achieve. He can only watch the sharp sword swipe across his shoulder, with extremely precise movements.
The angle cuts into the bone seams and cuts off all the muscles and tendons, leaving no time for any reaction.
It wasn't until Zuo Si's figure passed by that the nerves transmitted severe pain to the brain. Then the entire arm began to fall off, and the aorta spewed blood mist into the sky with a pop.
"This...how is this possible?!"
Viscount Lister Roald's pupils dilated instantly. He first glanced at the arm that fell to the ground, and then stared at the enemy who had just landed with a faint smile on his face.
"You don't think that just now was the limit of my speed and skills, right?"
There was a hint of ridicule in Zuo Si's tone.
He could clearly feel that the more he tortured and teased the apostle in front of him, the more violently the web of fate wrapped around him vibrated, as if some kind of power was about to break the barrier between the two worlds.
This is undoubtedly a very obvious sign that the God of the Abyss is beginning to try to drag him into cause and effect.
"No! I will not fail! Let alone die! I will let the Roald family continue to grow and stand on top of the entire world!"
Viscount Lister Roald obviously smelled the strong breath of death. He picked up the arm that fell on the ground and activated his regeneration ability to reattach it. A creepy madness appeared on his lion-like face.
Such a strong and twisted desire will undoubtedly resonate with Behelet.
In a blink of an eye!
In an instant, the stone carved with a human face flew directly out of the study room on the second floor of the castle, opened its eyes, opened its mouth and let out a piercing scream, while strange bloody tears flowed from its eyes.
Such a shocking picture undoubtedly shocked and disbelieved everyone in the castle who was watching the battle.
But before they could react, Behelet opened the passage to the "Netherworld", or the sea of thoughts and souls.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, from the original castle to a closed space filled with different coats of arms, large and small, with things like blood vessels attached to the surface.
If you feel carefully, you can even find the blood flowing inside.
There is no doubt that this space is basically the projection of Viscount Lister Roald's heart.
The coat of arms represents the family, and the blood vessels symbolize the inheritance of the bloodline.
A woman who was almost naked from top to bottom, with hair that was squirming like a snake, and a pair of huge black bat wings behind her, just stopped in mid-air, looking down at Viscount Lister Roald like she was looking at garbage.
"For those who are selected according to the law of cause and effect, the demon-conquering ritual has been launched. Now you can offer sacrifices."
The woman pursed her lips and made a meaningful declaration.
Just one second later, the noble lady Mana was teleported into this different dimension space out of thin air.
It is easy to see from the stunned expression on her face that she has no idea what is happening in front of her.
The hand of God, the prostitute of the womb sea - Yucca!
Zuo Si effortlessly recognized the only woman in the Hand of God.
Of course, that's assuming they still have a gender.
"Sacrifice?"
Viscount Lister Roald was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to the huge entrance to the real world behind him, pointed at all the nobles and servants in the castle and shouted: "They are my sacrifices,
It doesn’t matter how much you want.”
Hearing these words, God's Hand Yucca suddenly laughed contemptuously: "Haha, I'm sorry, that won't work.
Because these people are nothing to you.
The sacrifices in the demon-conquering ritual are not just life, soul and flesh and blood.
He must be someone who is very important to you, a part of yourself and your heart.
In other words, you must voluntarily sever your humanity, and then let the power of the abyss flow in to make up for the lack of soul after losing your humanity.
And now the only person who can be regarded as a sacrifice to you is her..."
As the last word blurted out, Yuclan raised her arm and pointed at Mana, who was standing there in confusion and completely confused about the situation.
At this scene, Viscount Lister Roald's eyes widened.
Because that is his last hope to continue the family lineage.
If Mana becomes a sacrifice, it will be equivalent to burying his family with his own hands, and at the same time negating all the efforts he has made before.
I have to say that the God of the Abyss and the Hand of God controlled by it are really quite evil.
Always giving hope to others, and then extinguishing it, causing the target to voluntarily abandon humanity and fall into the abyss in pain and despair.
Although Zuo Si had done this more than once, he usually used it on his enemies instead of torturing passers-by who had nothing to do with him for no reason.
Could this be the true face of the God of the Abyss, a collection of evil thoughts?
Or is this just some kind of ongoing plan to better interfere with the real world and weave the web of destiny?
After all, the will of the world is far from being able to control the fate of everyone, otherwise there would be no Skeleton Knight, a fish like Gus who jumps out of the water to cut off cause and effect.
"Sos, where is this? Why would I suddenly appear here?"
Mana was obviously frightened by the words of God's Hand, and subconsciously wanted to run in the direction of her future husband.
But she obviously overestimated her athletic ability and the impact that the uneven and very soft blood vessels on the ground would have on women's shoes. She fell to the ground with a plop after running only two steps.
Fortunately, there were fleshy blood vessels underneath, so the noble lady was not injured. It was just that her arms and legs were pinched by the extremely elastic blood vessels and could not be pulled out.
"Relax, don't move, no one can do anything to you as long as I'm here."
Zuo Si showed a smile and comforted the sixteen-year-old girl not far away.
After hearing these words, Mana's original nervousness and panic quickly subsided, replaced by an inexplicable sense of relief. She stopped struggling and just stayed there motionless, staring at her uncle and her curious eyes.
The hand of God patrols back and forth.
"Do you want to destroy the sacrifice?"
Yuclan pursed her lips, revealing a dangerous and seductive smile.
As the Hand of God, she is the agent of the God of the Abyss, an extension of will and thought, so she can clearly feel that the person in front of her is not in the web of fate, but the problem is that she cannot see through the other person at all.
Moreover, the God of the Abyss is extremely eager to bring this person under his control.
That strong impulse is like treating the next hand of God.
"Why, it can't be done? Or do you think I can't do it?"
Zuo Si slowly raised the sword in his hand, instantly releasing sparkling oil and divine power to transform and strengthen it into an out-and-out artifact.
He knew that ordinary weapons could not harm the hand of God blessed by the law of cause and effect.
After all, even if the Skeleton Knight used a large amount of collected Behelite to create a water-calling sword that claimed to be able to cut through time and space, it would not be able to break the defenses of these God's Hands.
To be precise, he never really touched the hand of any god.
Because in the face of the law of cause and effect, the power of merely cutting off space is nothing to be afraid of.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the water-calling sword's so-called cutting off space does not really cut off space, but uses the power of Behelet to create a hole in the real world and the sea of ideas to create a similar effect.
But these are not important. What is important is that Zuo Si has the ability to create a handy artifact at any time, and this method is very obscure, and those mortals in the real world cannot see it at all.
"You want to kill me?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Strong vigilance suddenly appeared on Yuclan's originally charming face.
She is not one of those arrogant and lack of vigilance apostles, and is extremely sensitive to energy. She can easily detect that not only has the material of the sword changed, but it has also been coated with a layer of power that can hurt her.
Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of killing you, at least not yet. I'm just proving to you that I have the ability to hurt the hand of God, that's all."
"So this is a warning?"
Yucca stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, her eyes revealing naked greed and desire.
As the Hand of God born from the fallen desires and pleasures of human beings, she is basically equivalent to Slaanesh in this world, so she has an instinctive oral desire for the powerful, dangerous and vigorous vitality of the opposite sex.
"It's up to you and whether the next two sacrifices will begin. After all, I am a person who takes commitments very seriously."
When saying this, Zuo Si deliberately glanced at the noble lady Mana not far away, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.
"Hahahaha! You are really interesting! Because there is no cause and effect on you. This means that you actually don't care about anyone around you. Even if they die, you will not leave a drop of tears, right?
"
Yuclan suddenly burst into laughter without warning.
Because the so-called "law of cause and effect" and "fate" are essentially the connection between a person and other people around him and even the entire world.
The more people or things he cares about, cares about, and even loves, the more powerful the law of cause and effect will be.
Just like Griffith's Demon Ascension directly sacrificed the entire Eagle Group.
Because he once said that the Eagle Group is his wings and flesh and blood, and regards all members as "things that belong to him."
That's why when Gus proposed to leave, he had such a big reaction, and even made an impulsive act of sneaking into the princess's room in the middle of the night to vent his desires.
This is why Griffith can become the fifth Hand of God, while others usually can only become apostles.
If you want to become the Hand of God, you first need to establish a strong causal connection, such as having many trusted subordinates, close comrades, people who need to be protected, etc.
In other words, the sacrifice of the God of the Abyss is somewhat similar to an equivalent exchange.
The more humanity a person can sacrifice, the more abyss energy enters his body, and the stronger his power will naturally be.
The scale of the sacrifices performed by the God's Hand is often quite astonishing.
For example, for the eldest Hand of God, Boyd, all the people in the capital of the entire empire were directly sacrificed in the Demon Ascension Ceremony.
But what about Zuo Si?
He obviously doesn't really care about anyone around him, and he doesn't even care whether the world will be destroyed.
Therefore, in the eyes of God's Hand, there is naturally no causal connection.
"Oh? Really?"
Zuo Si slowly walked towards Mana, who was stuck by the thick blood vessels on the ground, hugged her waist with a very strong movement, and kissed her before the other party could react at all.
Although the noble lady was shocked, stunned, and shy at first, she was soon enveloped in indescribable ecstasy and happiness. Instead of resisting, she actively opened her arms around Zuo Si's neck and responded positively, even
It's a proactive request.
Accompanied by rapid breathing and heartbeats, the power formed by the intertwining of love and desire soon formed a causal thread of fate between the two.
By the time the two separated, Mana had completely lost her ability to think. Not only was her brain blank, but she was also overly excited due to the massive secretion of hormones, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
Zuo Si gently stroked the hair of the girl in his arms, then turned around and asked with a smile: "How is it? Is there any cause and effect on me now?"
"How is this possible! Obviously there was nothing between you just now..."
Yuclan was obviously a little confused by this strange situation.
Normally, whether it is love or hate, it takes time to accumulate and settle, and it cannot be formed in a short period of time.
But the other party obviously had no causal relationship one second, but the next second he was closely connected with the noble lady.
Is this love?
Or some kind of strong desire?
Yuclan squinted her eyes, obviously confused about the situation.
Because Zuo Si's performance was so weird and his abilities were puzzling.
"It didn't happen just now, but it doesn't mean it doesn't happen now. Just watch, I will establish more causes and effects, and even change the whole world permanently."
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly threw out the sword in his hand and instantly inserted it into Viscount Lister Roald's chest.
puff!
"Ahhhh! No!!!!!!!"
The moment the sword blade was inserted, the Lion Apostle's body seemed to be on fire, and red flames filled with evil and filth quickly erupted.
Under the burning flames, not only his body was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his soul was also doing the same.
Obviously, this is not an ordinary flame, but the hell flame breath from Baator Hell.
In just a few seconds, Viscount Lister Roald disappeared forever, leaving no trace behind.
With his death, this space began to collapse, and the passage connecting to the real world began to shrink and become smaller.
"You seem to have many secrets hidden in you."
Yuclan obviously didn't care about the death of a mere apostle, but was full of interest in the alien Zuo Si.
"Everyone has his or her own secrets, but not everyone can hide their secrets from anyone."
Zuo Si picked up the sword that fell on the ground, hugged Mana, turned and walked towards the other end of the passage.
"Goodbye, interesting mysterious man. I look forward to our next meeting."
Yuclan had no intention of stopping the two from leaving, and remained motionless in mid-air from beginning to end until the rift between the two worlds was completely closed and the huge black vortex above the castle disappeared.
Obviously, witnessing the demon-conquering ceremony with your own eyes is absolutely shocking to ordinary people, and may directly subvert their cognition and outlook.
So when Zuo Si came back from another dimension, what greeted him was not applause, cheers and worship, but deathly silence.
Whether it was the nobles who came to attend the wedding, or the servants and soldiers loyal to the Roald family, their faces showed awe and a hint of fear.
Because if Viscount Lister Roald and that mysterious woman are monsters and demons, then what is Zuo Si who defeated them?
Is this really something humans can do?
An inexplicable emotion began to spread rapidly among the crowd.
At this moment, Zuo Sicai finally realized why some people would say that people in this world have abnormal mental states and are full of madness, distortion, and pathology.
Maybe it's the influence of the God of the Abyss, or maybe it's an environmental problem...
In short, people are more likely to develop negative emotions such as greed, jealousy, anger, anxiety, tension, depression, pain and other negative emotions.
However, as a noble lady, Mana obviously cannot notice this subtle change.
To be exact, she was still reminiscing about the sweet kiss just now, and there was only room for Zuo Si in her eyes and in her mind.
But this wonderful feeling of happiness did not last long, and was immediately interrupted by a figure jumping down from a high place.
Bang!
"Ah!!!! It's... it's Mrs. Narberal!"
A maid who happened to be near the point of fall let out a piercing scream of panic.
Her voice immediately brought the noble lady who was immersed in the fantasy of a better life in the future back to the cruel real world.
"Mother?!"
Mana shivered violently and continued to enjoy the slight warmth and sense of security brought by being held in Zuo Si's arms. She quickly picked up her skirt and ran to the scene of the incident. As a result, she saw a dying man lying on the ground with only one body left.
The mother taking her last breath.
"I'm sorry, kid, I'm too tired and in too much pain. I really don't have the courage to continue living."
Mrs. Narbera struggled to raise her hand and gently caressed her daughter's fair and delicate face, with a trace of reluctance and apology in her eyes.
Since she was already very weak due to long-term childbirth, coupled with the fractures and ruptured internal organs caused by the fall, she was basically hopeless.
"No! No! No! Don't die! Please! You are the only relative I have left in this world."
Mana obviously couldn't accept this sudden change. She held her mother's pale and bony hand tightly, and her tears began to flow down uncontrollably.
"Don't cry.
Death is a relief to me.
Your uncle has been violating me all these years, forcing me to keep giving birth to those monsters for him.
If it weren't for protecting you, I would have chosen to commit suicide long ago.
What's more, besides me, don't you have another relative and support now?"
With that said, Mrs. Narbera turned her gaze to Zuo Si, who had just walked over, and asked directly: "You will protect my daughter and give her happiness, right?"
"Of course! I guarantee that she will not be threatened or harmed by any more, and she can live a happy life forever."
Zuo Si gave his promise without hesitation and had no intention of using magic or medicine to revive the woman in front of him.
Because for those who are determined to die, life no longer has any meaning. All they want is relief and peace.
Hearing this answer, Mrs. Narbera finally showed a faint smile and took out a silver signet ring from her arms.
"This is a token of the Roald family passed down from generation to generation, and only the owner of the family is qualified to hold it.
Lister had been looking for it since the end of the war.
But he didn't know that I had always been keeping this ring.
Now, I give him to you as a blessing for your marriage.
From now on, you are the master of the Roald family and this territory.
Just chase your dreams and realize your ambitions."
As the last word blurted out, Mrs. Narberal used her last strength to throw the ring to Zuo Si, then closed her eyes and left this world.
At the last moment of her life, she was obviously vaguely aware of Zuo Si's horror hidden under the mask of elegance, politeness and erudition, but she was unable to change anything and could only use her last bit of chips to make a deal.
As long as her daughter can be happy and happy, she doesn't care whether the Roald family will be annexed, replaced or disappeared in the future.
"No!!!!!"
Seeing her mother leaving her forever, Mana suddenly collapsed and lay on the body crying, but just a few seconds later she fainted due to the violent mood swings from great joy to great sadness.
When the servants around him saw this, they immediately rushed over.
In particular, several maids worked hard to lift the young lady up and take her to a room in the castle. The doctor also hurriedly started to prepare the herbal medicine.
After all, Mana is the last bloodline of the Roald family.
If something goes wrong with her, all the servants who depend on the family to survive will be doomed.
While these servants and stewards were in a hurry, Paris quietly came behind Zuo Si and stared at the signet ring that symbolized power, with undisguised excitement in her eyes: "Congratulations, master. From now on...
Everything owned by the De family belongs to you."
"What do you think of what just happened?"
Zuo Si asked without looking back.
"I...I don't know.
Although mercenaries, merchants and travelers traveling from north to south have also mentioned rumors about monsters.
But I always thought it was just a ridiculous legend, or a story they made up for bragging.
But now, I feel that those terrible monsters may be hiding around everyone, just like Viscount Lister Roald."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When she said these words, the maid lady had a frightened look on her face, and she couldn't believe that she was so close to danger.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it would be best if you could understand this.
Remember, the world is more complex, dangerous, and dark than you think, so it’s best to be vigilant and constantly improve yourself.
Starting tomorrow, I will teach you swordsmanship and fighting skills.
You'd better be mentally prepared to suffer a lot.
Because this is not easy for a person without the slightest foundation."
"Don't worry, I won't let you down."
The maid's tone was full of seriousness and determination.
While the two of them were talking, the nobles who came to attend the wedding finally walked out of the castle one after another.
The middle-aged man with a thick beard at the head first put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then complimented in a flattering voice: "Your distinguished prince, you really opened our eyes today.
Without you, I can't even think about what would have happened next.
Rest assured, all of us can vouch for you.
Prove that the Viscount Lister Roald you killed was no longer a human being, but a terrifying monster.
As the hero who saved this land and Miss Mana's husband, you are fully qualified to inherit the Roald family.
If you don’t mind, we want to go back immediately and report this matter to the Kingdom Council and the Bishop of the King’s Hall.”
"Leave now? But my wedding hasn't been held yet."
Zuo Si deliberately looked embarrassed.
"We also really want to stay for your wedding.
But the problem is that this matter is too scary and must be dealt with as soon as possible.
As an apology, we are willing to give you all the villages near the border of the Roald family as gifts.
From now on, these places are your territory."
Another female noble quickly took out a map and showed a large area of land circled in red pen.
If you look at this map, the Roald family's territory has doubled in size.
It is easy to see from their slightly panicked and nervous reactions that they are afraid, afraid of being forced to stay and become hostages, or of being massacred.
After realizing this, Zuo Sisi stopped pretending and asked directly with a smile: "Do you think you can satisfy my appetite as long as you pay this price? Not enough! Not enough at all!"
"What?!"
"You...you don't want to annex us, do you?"
"This is absolutely impossible! The Fasher family has been rooted for more than two hundred years, and no one can take away our territory!"
"Yes! Even if you imprison us, don't make us compromise!"
The nobles immediately protested strongly after realizing how big Zuo Si's appetite was.
But the next second...
Their screams caused the little chick to lose his voice instantly after being grabbed by the neck.
Zuo Si raised the sword in his hand and responded in a contemptuous tone: "Confinement? Compromise? Did you make something wrong?
I don't need anyone's permission at all.
As long as I kill you all here, and then lead the army to attack, I can get everything I want.
After all, Viscount Lister Roald has been proven to be a monster, so as his neighbors, can you also be monsters?
For the safety of the people living on this land, I have the responsibility and obligation to eradicate threats.
For justice!
And for justice!
Please all of you die!"
The moment the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si swung his sword and chopped off the head of the nobleman closest to him.
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
Amidst the screams of several female nobles, a merciless killing began...