Chapter 223

The rainstorm poured down like thousands of silver wires. Limon Tanlu, who was sleeping, was more or less caught off guard and allowed the rain to erode for a moment.

On the ancient and magnificent city wall, the guard of the king's capital guards just changed the special fuel for the brazier. The flames lit up and the bright magic lights matched each other, making the surrounding of the city wall as bright as day.

Hewlett stood on the wall pier, let the wind and rain blow, staring at the city under the dim stars, as if he wanted to see through everything, but got nothing.

"I'm not sure whether the Dale family's choice is correct, but now the whirlpool storm has already risen. The situation of chaos and disorder can't even see the trajectory of fate."

Recalling the meeting with Horace the day before yesterday, Hewlett was silent. In the test of words, they learned the vague strength of the Lord modrian, so the Marquis Gardner and him decided to try to invest.

The layout of the noble area tonight is written by him. As the commander of the royal guards, he has such rights. As for the Cecil family who attended the Saroyan banquet, he became the victim of the deal.

Dada!

The sound of hurried footsteps trampled on the accumulated water stains, made bursts of dull sounds, and woke up the distracted Hewlett. Looking back, the pro guard in armor hurried to his body and half knelt down. The cold rain dripped down his forehead, but he couldn't hide the trembling sound.

"Sir, something happened. Lord Maugham's house in the business area was slaughtered."

Hewlett suddenly turned around, his calm face turned angry, and the life energy in his body spilled into the air, blowing pouring rain.

If the guess is right, it is likely to be another bloody sacrifice, similar to the tragedy of viscount Zimmerman's family.

"Damn it, are these heretics crazy?"

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The dense rain curtain covered the commercial area, and there were few pedestrians on the cold rain streets. The bustling scene was gradually dispersed by the sudden rainstorm.

The king's capital guards in sharp armor quickly crossed the street, and the dim glow against the silver armor glittered with a cold breath.

Creak!

Hewlett opened the heavy wooden door of the courtyard, and the strong smell of blood came from the pavement. He saw that the ground of the whole courtyard was covered with blood without any place to stay.

Taking a deep breath, Hewlett motioned to the king's guards behind him to disperse and surround them to guard against any abnormalities.

Then he walked into the red courtyard facing the majestic rain.

Looking around, the field of vision is full of familiar pictures. The ground is full of blood, but there is no body, and the running blood flows into the back hall.

Following the traces of blood, Hewlett clenched the long sword around his waist and walked slowly towards the inside.

right enough. Hewlett sighed secretly. In the middle of the back hall, he saw dozens of corpses placed here in a strange shape similar to the magic array. Obviously, it was a bloody event made by the evil believers who believed in the crafty scarlet giant snake.

Before that, as the commander of Wangdu guard army, he had heard the praise of Momu many times. He was a big businessman who really liked doing good. He would donate some gold shields to repair the roads in the slums all year round, and would provide some free food to the hungry and cold poor.

But now

Boom!

The huge roar echoed in the rainy night. Hewlett pulled out his waist sword in an instant. The red life energy was like a flame burning the air, and the trace of distortion and transparency appeared all over his body.

"Who is it?"

"It's me!" the burly old man in armor knocked the falling rain curtain, trampled on the accumulated blood with heavy steps, looked around the back hall, and sounded with anger.

"Are these evil believers of the scarlet cunning giant snakes provoking the stoke kingdom?"

The oppressive breath swirled around him. Hewlett put away his weapons, lowered his head and stood respectfully behind the old man, afraid to offend the angry Duke of dakama.

After venting, the burly old man dragged his huge sword to Hewlett and said in a deep voice: "under the order of his majesty Lloyd, the violet guards and cavalry Corps will officially take over the defense of limontanlu, and the royal guards will be responsible for assisting!"

"But I haven't received your majesty's..." Hewlett's face changed slightly, looked carefully at the old man in front of him, and asked.

"Huh?" a purple light flashed in front of him. Subconsciously, Hewlett reached out and took it. When he looked at it, it was a metal token engraved with violet flowers, and the bottom was like blood.

[violet secret order], a token passed from the king's hand. If you see this order, it will be regarded as the king's presence.

"Now, do you still have doubts?" Duke dakama half narrowed his eyes, his indifferent eyes were crazy, and his iron blood domineering momentum oppressed Hewlett.

"Obey your orders, the Dale family is duty bound!" Hewlett half knelt immediately, ignoring the thick blood, holding up the purple metal token in his hands.

Seeing this, Duke dakama looked slightly relaxed. However, after the tragedy in front of him, his scarred face was a little restless and murderous.

"This is the fifth place for bloody sacrifice. There are two other places in the slums, one in the noble area and one in the civilian residence."

"Do these damn abyss demons really think they can do whatever they want in limontanlu?"

Wheeze!

Duke dakama held up his huge sword. A sword like a full moon floated in the back hall and cut everything.

"Block all intersections in the city, especially near the slums. I hope the strength of Wangdu guards will not disappoint me."

With a faint look in his eyes, Hewlett felt a faint tenderness. He knew that the Duke of dakama was already angry. It seemed that tonight was not very calm, and even a sweeping storm would set off.

Without any hesitation, he decisively led his personal guards to rush to the military camp in the northeast corner despite the dripping rainstorm.

Now that the Duke of dakama has mobilized the violet Guard Corps, there is no need to worry about the safety of limontanlu. This legendary ace Corps has given all the people of stoke king an endless sense of glory.

What's more, there is the impending noble parliament, which has existed since the era of the gods. Although it is unclear why they convened the Parliament at the critical moment of the struggle for the throne, its strength must be treated with caution by all forces.

"Hehe, tonight may be wonderful, but I don't know which forces will perform one after another." Hewlett, galloping with his horse, looked back at the increasingly illusory bloody manor with infinite emotion.

The choice of the Dale family was made before tonight. As the leaders of the blood aristocracy camp, they have always been firm supporters of the royal party. They don't care who ascends the throne, even Saroyan doesn't care too much.

For the struggle between the court nobles and meritorious nobles, I see that tonight is not their stage, but belongs to his highness guy and Sawyer, as well as many forces behind them.