In the living room, Wells gritted his teeth and looked coldly.
He had felt suspicious since these guys appeared at the gate of the manor. However, the identity and coat of arms of the other party, as well as their mere number, made him put aside his worries. But he did not expect that the doubts that flashed through his mind at that time
, is actually the real truth!
These guys actually came here for Eugene!
But why should they ask Eugene?
In this Shannon Manor, he is the master here. Two of the four of them are useless. Even if Mrs. Joyce and her knights are included, they cannot be his opponent. If nothing else,
The four Glory Knights beside them alone are a mountain they cannot climb!
Also shocked was Mrs. Joyce.
Although she didn't have any good intentions when she invited these people in from the beginning. And just now, she was also gradually inciting conflicts between Auston and Wells, except for a frustrated woman taking revenge on Wells.
Outside of his thoughts, at most he hopes to use this member of the Alston family to help him deliver a message.
But she never dreamed that this Auston actually came for Eugene?
who is he?!
Wells's question is also her question!
"Me?" Auston smiled slightly. He was so calm that he didn't even raise his eyelids to the knights who were all around him. He said leisurely: "Kate, Auston. This name is unmistakable." He raised his eyelids and said: "Why?
, Do you want me to show you the identity document?"
Wells's eyes were gloomy. He believed in this man's identity. But he couldn't understand how the Allston family, who had nothing to do with Lullian, would get involved in this storm. Does this mean?
So, in addition to the Munich nobles and Eugene, is there a third party joining in?
However, now is not the time to think about this.
Ever since he publicly surrendered to the Lanlith family, he has no way out. If there are any mistakes in today's mission, the blow to him will be devastating.
Wells gritted his teeth and said: "No matter who you are, I think you have come to the wrong place and asked the wrong questions. There are some things that you, the Allston family, are better off watching."
"Oh? Really?" Auston smiled and shook his head, "I don't think so."
As he spoke, his face gradually turned cold, "Earl of Wells, now I'll give you a chance. You'd better hand over General Eugene yourself. Don't force us to do it."
Take action?
Whether it was Wells and his knights, or Mrs. Joyce and others, they all looked at Auston as if they were seeing a madman.
In this living room, Wells has a total of eight knights, all of whom are good players. In addition to the four knights of justice, the four knights of glory who came with him this time are also surrounded by a lot of full bodyguards. This
This is Wells’ greatest reliance and confidence to dare to stand here!
Once he did it, Auston and his entourage would be dead on the spot without a chance to meet him. And under such circumstances, he actually gave others a chance to hand them over on their own?
This is simply ridiculous!
Wells laughed angrily: "Mr. Alston, it seems you are quite drunk."
"Oh, am I drunk?" Auston looked strange.
"I advise you to have a good sleep, and you will be sober tomorrow." Wells laughed ferociously. "I admit that the Allston family is indeed not something that a small local earl like me can provoke. But, if you don't know
Life and death, you have intervened in things that you should not have intervened in. Let alone a small Ouston family, even if ten Ouston families are tied together, they are not thick enough for one finger..."
"...So, Mr. Alston, I don't care who sent you or why you came. You'd better shut up now and go to the guest room to rest. In the ***, I can't control how you show off your authority. At least.
Today, in this living room, you have no place to speak!"
By the end of the speech, Wells was already stern.
Mrs. Joyce and her knights all looked at each other in shock.
To be honest, even if they were on the opposite side of Wells, they felt that Auston was really reckless. Wells had still exercised restraint and did not let anyone immediately take down these guys.
, this is enough forbearance and concession to the Alston family.
However, Alston obviously didn't think so. Facing Wells, he said leisurely: "I know I don't have the right to speak here." He changed the subject, "But it seems that you, Earl of Wells, don't have the right to speak either.
.”
"Really?" Earl of Wales clenched his fists and twitched his cheek muscles, "Then who should we listen to?"
He looked around, "It's the distinguished Mrs. Joyce, your two escorts..." He turned his eyes and saw the young servant, with a playful smile on his lips, "...or, let this humble*
The *servant wants to say a few words to see if we listen."
The group of knights guarding Wells all laughed.
In their opinion, this Auston is just a shameless idiot. He doesn’t know the heights of the world. He originally asked for this ridicule!
However, their laughter did not last long.
Because they found that Alston and his two guards were looking at them with strange eyes, as if they saw a group of idiots.
"Earl of Wells, you are indeed an old fox with keen eyesight. No wonder you were the first to join the Langris people when they arrived." A clear voice with the uniqueness of a young man rang in everyone's ears.
Everyone turned their heads in shock, only to see the dirty young man dressed as a servant, taking off the soft hat on his head and wiping the dust off his face.
He has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is like a little beast that has just woken up from sleep, with a little confusion. Although he is not handsome, he gives people a comfortable closeness.
While wiping his face, he smiled and said to the stunned Wells, "You are right, everyone here must listen to me."
Everyone was a little confused.
Mrs. Joyce turned to look at Allston, and saw the grandson of the Allston family spreading his hands and saying with an apology, "I forgot to introduce you, this is my young master - Roy.
I think Mrs. Joyce and the Earl of Wales will be familiar with this name, right?"
Roy! It's him!
Mrs. Joyce couldn't help but cover her mouth, while Earl of Wales's face changed greatly.
Of course they know the name!
For Mrs. Joyce, this boy's name appears in her ears almost every day. Whether it is Xilin or the nobles, they often mention him. Not long ago, this boy was associated with the first training camp.
Brigade E was assigned to the logistics escort team, and she personally greeted them.
However, she heard that yesterday morning, this young man was locked up by the logistics guard for violating military law.
Although she knew the inside story well, in her opinion, this boy was just a poor guy who accidentally broke into the battlefield of beasts. No matter what the final outcome of this war, his fate was already doomed.
, there is no need to pay any attention to it.
Unexpectedly, he would appear here.
Moreover, he led nobles like Auston and two knights to come for Eugene in this way!
If Mrs. Joyce was just shocked, then Wells was horrified.
What he knew more than Mrs. Joyce was that earlier today, Schilling had given instructions to Hermann through Natasha to kill this kid.
Calculating time, this kid should have died in the hands of Herman before he attacked the manor. But now, not only is he still alive and well, but he also appears in front of him. Does this mean that the logistics guard team
Is there some kind of problem over there?
Wells's heart suddenly lifted.
He didn't know what happened in the military camp. And this lack of information made him feel like he was out of control. How did this kid get here? Then, why did Auston call him Master? How did they know that Eugene was there?
Meeting Mrs. Joyce here?
Could it be that... a guess that made Wells restless came to mind. At this time, he could no longer maintain his previous composure.
"Get him!"
Wells made a decision in an instant and gave a stern order.
No matter what, he must take control of this place first, and then immediately report to Master Xilin to find out if anything happened in the military camp.
Eight knights rushed forward at the same time.
This time, something unexpected happened. Wells' decisiveness caused this powder keg that had been burning in the fire for a long time to finally explode.
The living room in the small building of Shannon Manor is not large. If a dance is held, it can only accommodate thirty or forty people at most.
At this moment, Wells and his eight knights had an absolute numerical advantage. Not to mention that Mrs. Joyce had not yet come to her senses. Even if she immediately ordered her knights to help, there was only one Honorable Knight beside her.
and the three knights of justice. They are absolutely no match for Wells.
And in such a stunned moment, they had missed the opportunity to stop him in time, and could only watch the eight knights pounce on Roy at the same time.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats at this moment.
The small space, the swaying figures and the circling battle rings intertwined together to form a heart-stopping scene. Under the protection of her own knights, Mrs. Joyce watched helplessly as the knight at the front had already taken her hand.
He raised his palm and slapped it hard on Roy's head.
Even if she is just a weakling, Joyce knows that with one palm filled with fighting spirit, even a cow can be beaten into a meat pie, let alone this thin boy?
However, at this breathless moment of nervousness, she discovered that the young man actually smiled at her.
It was a clear, clean face with a shy and confused smile, like a clear spring in a dusty and scorching desert.
Mrs. Joyce's heart just skipped a beat.
Suddenly, Auston next to Roy moved.
Sixteen battle rings burst out from Alston's body under the horrified eyes of everyone. A majestic aura of a strong man swept across all directions as the fighting spirit was stimulated.
At this moment, Mrs. Joyce and the knights under her command felt that the entire living room was enveloped by an invisible pressure. Their bodies felt as if they were pressed against a mountain, overwhelmed. It was difficult to even move their fingers.
The knight who pounced on Roy sank even more. The four knights of justice were forced to their knees by this invisible force almost instantly. The other four knights of glory, although affected by the domain, were not as good as
The Justice Knight is so serious, but its speed is also obviously much slower.
"Great Knight of Light!"
Before everyone could exclaim in surprise, they saw a flash of human figures. The gentle and even lazy aristocratic man just now had turned into a ferocious demon leopard, and instantly transformed into four figures, illuminating the four
The Knight of Glory just punched him in the head.
The Oston family, six-star secret martial arts, Thousand Shadow Fist!
Auston is born with agility. Regardless of fighting spirit or martial arts, he is all about speed. On the battlefield, he is not even a match for Algernon, who is one star lower than him. But in this small room, within a few inches, he is
The absolute king. Even Kalenich or Percy, who are five-star light knights, have to stay away!
The Thousand Shadows Fist is the secret martial art of the Auston family. Not only does it best utilize his speed advantage, but it is also an extremely powerful boxing technique in unarmed combat.
For a moment, the people nearby only saw four Austons appearing in the living room.
The four Glory Knights originally stood in a cross position, arranged on all sides, surrounding Roy and others. Logically speaking, Auston could only care about one or two routes, but not three or four routes. But this
In an instant, he actually punched in four directions. The difference was only milliseconds.
Too fast!
Everyone felt their eyes blurred as Auston's fist had been hit hard.
The sixteen battle rings were operating at full speed as Oston's fighting spirit was activated. The majestic power of heaven and earth, as if being pulled by sixteen whirlpools, rushed in crazily, forming a tsunami-like energy.
The edge of the fist exploded the air, turning everything covered by the light of the fist into ashes.
The four Glory Knights were horrified and raised their twelve levels of fighting spirit to fight with all their strength!
Punch down!
Four shock waves suddenly exploded.
The power of a Great Light Knight is so powerful. At this moment, the four Glory Knights felt like flaming red iron under a rounded hammer.
Boom, a loud noise, sparks flying!
The battle rings of the two glorious one-star knights collapsed instantly. Their bodies flew out like cannonballs, directly penetrated the wall and fell into the courtyard downstairs. The other two stronger knights also had red faces.
His legs were bleeding, and his legs were shaking as if he had been struck by lightning.
The shock wave centered on their bodies and spread out in all directions. The living room, which was already in a mess, became even more miserable as if it had been blown by a tornado. The remaining furniture, along with the floor, carpets and scattered glass and china fragments, were all
Turn into fly ash.
As for Auston, who succeeded with the attack, he did not pursue the victory. He just made a mistake with his foot, and in the blink of an eye, he passed by the other four dumbfounded knights of justice, arrived at Wells's side, strangled him by the neck with one hand, and pulled the frightened him away.
He caught it like a chicken.
Bang! Throwing Wells at Roy's feet, Auston clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You know who has the final say here this time, right?"
There was dead silence in the living room.
Mrs. Joyce and the knights under her command stared blankly at Auston and Roy, their minds going blank. For a moment, they didn't even know what to say.
These few times the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, with unrivaled speed.
From the time Wells ordered the launch of the eight noble private knights to the time Auston took action, it only took a blink of an eye. Before everyone even had time to recover, everything had settled.
So strong, so domineering!
It’s so dazzling!
"This..." Mrs. Joyce covered her mouth in shock and was about to say something. Suddenly, her words were interrupted by a burst of exclamations and fierce fighting sounds coming from downstairs.
When I turned around, I saw that there was chaos downstairs.
Just now, Auston knocked two glory knights downstairs. The already tense situation suddenly got out of control.
There's a fight upstairs!
This fact caused the knights on both sides to fight each other almost immediately.
Viewed from above, the battle group was mainly concentrated near the foyer of the small building. The knights under Wells tried to rush inside. The knights under Mrs. Joyce formed a team to resist. Neither side knew what happened on the second floor.
Fighting desperately for control of the passage leading to the living room on the second floor.
Outside the battle group, several of Wells's knights were surrounding the two Glory Knights who were lying on the ground as softly as broken sacks, trying to revive them and ask what happened.
Further away, four or five Welsh knights held Eugene hostage, who had been dragged out of the cellar, and were quickly walking towards the fence where the horses were tied, trying to leave.
"Oops! Stop them quickly!" Mrs. Joyce's expression changed and she cried out.
It has to be said that Wells's knights reacted very quickly. When they found out that two of their Glory Knights had been blasted down from the living room on the second floor, they didn't know what happened on the second floor.
Despite the situation, they still responded quickly.
The leading knight quickly ordered the attack on the second floor, and at the same time sent people to kidnap Eugene and rush out of the manor. In this way, no matter what happened in the living room, they had the initiative.
If the situation in the living room is still under one's control, then all this is just preparation. But once there is a problem with one's core figures in the living room, then when they attack, they may be able to regain control of the situation. At the same time, the hostage
Living in Eugene and sending people out of the manor can also ensure that when the situation is unfavorable, you can seize the most critical card and notify Schilling to seek reinforcements!
The scene before her eyes made Mrs. Joyce extremely anxious.
She knew that if they were allowed to leave like this, the storm tonight would sweep from Shannon Manor to the entire city of Munich.
And all this is exactly what she and Eugene have been trying to avoid!
No matter where they stand, Lulian is their home. This place can no longer withstand a life-and-death civil war!
However, although Mrs. Joyce's order was timely, it was already too late.
The manor has always been controlled by Wells' people. In order to avoid the outbreak of fierce conflicts, the knights under her command were all concentrated near the small building. In addition, the number of people was far less than the other party. Therefore, the incident happened suddenly, and there was no one at the gate of the manor.
The knights who were able to stop the Wells took Eugene away.
Although after hearing her order, several knights near the periphery tried to rush over. However, Wells's knights, who also heard the voice, desperately entangled them.
Seeing the knights and Eugene getting on their horses, they were about to rush to the door of the manor. In desperation, Mrs. Joyce quickly rushed to the languid Wells, squatted down, and grabbed him.
collar, and said sternly: "Get your people back! Immediately!"
Wells's head was shaking with Mrs. Joyce's hand, his eyes were dull, as if he had not yet recovered from this sudden blow.
He could never understand how the situation that was originally firmly in his hands had changed into what it was now in the blink of an eye. And he who was originally so high-spirited and high-spirited became a prisoner in the blink of an eye. The eight people around him
None of the knights could protect themselves.
It was not until Mrs. Joyce shook him continuously that he gradually came back to his senses.
"Hehe..." Wells laughed nervously. He rolled his eyes and looked at the anxious and angry Mrs. Joyce, as if he was seeing an idiot.
"Mrs. Joyce, don't bother," Wells said coldly, "You should know that I am just an executor. Among those below, there are only five of my own knights. The rest of them
You should know better than me who I am loyal to."
Names far more powerful than Wells's came to mind one after another. Mrs. Joyce's hand tightly grasped Wells' collar and couldn't help but loosen her grip.
Wells pushed her hand away, looked into her depressed eyes and said, "We chose this path ourselves. If Madam, you had always been firm in your choice, perhaps none of this would have happened today.
At this time, we should be toasting to celebrate instead of killing each other..."
He looked around, his eyes passing over the messy living room and Auston and the others, before landing on Roy's face. He looked at the young man with half-squinted eyes for a while before letting out a ferocious smile.
"I really didn't expect that after catching eagles all my life, my eyes were pecked out by sparrows at the end. I must admit that the trick you played really deceived me. It was a mistake to let you in!"
Wells's cheeks twitched, and his eyes were full of hatred and gloating.
"I don't know who is standing behind you, or who sent you here, but it would be too wishful thinking for just a few of you to try to reverse the situation in Munich."
"Oh?" It was still Roy's faint voice.
He was so calm that there was no trace of nervousness in his tone, which made Mrs. Joyce suddenly turn around and look at him.
"You think that if you catch me, you can use me to force my men to put down their weapons and hand over Eugene?" Wells raised his head and sneered.
"Well," Roy touched his nose in embarrassment and nodded honestly, "That was indeed the plan at the time."
The smile on Wells's face became more sarcastic. He slowly stood up and turned to look out the window.
In sight, the knight holding Eugene hostage was already flying across the path in front of the manor gate, and was about to disappear in the light of the roadside brazier.
"You are too naive," Wells said, "Compared to me, Eugene is much more important. Even if you kill me immediately and throw my body down, they will not frown. Do you think,
Will my words work? Do you want me to shout and try?"
Mrs. Joyce's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the water.
She could see that what Wells said was true.
Among the nobles, Wells's own status and strength are not very strong. It is only because this old fox is used to assessing the situation and is willing to be shameless that he relied on Xilin first in exchange for Lulian, who later joined the Langris people.
A core position among the nobility.
Schilling also valued his loyalty when he sent him to attack Eugene this time. After all, he had only been in Lulian for a short period of time, and before Archduke Adolf was defeated and died, he was not sure that all those who took refuge were sincere.
However, Wells is nothing compared to Eugene. Not only did Schilling not hesitate to sacrifice Wells in exchange for Eugene. Those who entrusted their knights to Wells to command could only watch helplessly.
This is even more true for the nobles who are looking for credit from this old fox.
If there is such an opportunity, without them having to explain, the knights under their command will not make any compromises because of Wells. Maybe many of the people below are still willing to watch Wells die!
Mrs. Joyce herself is one of these nobles, and she understands the thoughts of these people better than anyone else.
The more she thought about it, the colder Mrs. Joyce's heart became. She couldn't help but look at Roy.
Although in this kind of storm that swept through the city of Munich, involving nobles with profound knowledge, ruthless methods and scheming methods, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old jumped out to take charge of the overall situation, which filled her with a sense of absurdity, but this
For a moment, she tied her only hope to this young man.
Facing Wells's sarcastic smile, the young man shook his head and replied with a look of approval: "It's useless to yell."
This answer surprised Wells.
Then, he saw the young man pointing at his nose and saying, "I said that everyone here must listen to me, so I have to shout."
While everyone was looking at each other, Roy shouted out the window with a smile: "Everyone come back, no one is allowed to go out."
This shout was almost child's play. Not to mention that no one listened to him, it was unknown whether this lazy voice could reach the entrance of the manor and be heard by the speeding knights.
The knights on both sides fighting downstairs did hear it, but apparently no one took the sound seriously.
At the gate of the manor, five knights were already escorting Eugene onto the stone bridge. One knight was walking at the front, two knights on the left and one on the right were escorting Eugene in the middle, and there were two knights behind him.
Just as their figures were about to disappear from sight, everyone suddenly noticed that the five knights who were speeding out of the manor suddenly stopped.
The five people, including their horses, were frozen in the void as if they were held by an invisible hand. Whether they were knights on horseback or seated on horses, they all maintained a galloping posture, which looked extremely strange.
field!
Although it only lasted a short one or two seconds, everyone could recognize it. This must be some kind of unique field!
Before they could scream in surprise, they saw a short, stocky man holding a big ax appearing in front of the frozen knights.
One swing of the ax!
Boom, one of the leading knights was smashed alive by him with the back of his axe.
A rain of blood, like a flaming red firework, burst out in the dark night, so dazzling, so strange and terrifying!
The fighting downstairs stopped. The breathing of everyone upstairs also stopped.