Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 121.

"I have no national feelings for Temeria, my lord."

Lan En's title remained respectful, but it was quite in contrast to him now, clasping the earl's face with one hand, as if dragging a dead dog.

"So whether you're really working hard and suffering for this country...I don't care at all."

The Earl's pampered body struggled, his writhing feet ripped the expensive cobblestones apart.

But none of these actions could slow down Lan En's pace.

The eyes looking out from between the fingers seem to recognize where this road will lead.

Count Steza suddenly screamed.

"What are you doing?! Where are you taking me?! Fuck you, mutant bastard! Ugh!"

This road is the road leading to the gate of the manor.

The earl's scream was interrupted by a sudden tightening of the grip on his face.

"Where?"

Lane asked back.

The road had come to an end, and the gate of the manor stood in front of Lan En.

This gate is made of solid wood with iron sides. It is four meters high and ten centimeters thick!
Normally, when the count opened the door to go out, two soldiers would have to push it with all their strength just to open the door.

But now, Lan opened the bolt on the inside of the gate of the manor, and pressed the earl's head on the solid wood-clad iron door.

"Actually, I just thought what you said was too reasonable. To be a human being, you must have the spirit of contract. So, in this game"

"You're about to go out of bounds."

Peering through Lane's fingers, Stesa's two eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets because they were too frightened.

"No! You can't do this! I didn't come out. Ugh!"

Pushing the door with one hand, amidst the "squeaky" sound of opening the door, human screams were extremely ear-piercing.

Lan En could clearly feel that the roughly spherical bone structure in his hand was on the verge of collapsing. It was just like Earl Steza's mind.

The door was slowly opened, and the screams of human beings became louder and louder.

Finally, when the opened door reveals a ray of light from the outside world through the crack of the door
Lan En was expressionless, and made the verdict of the game.

"Now, you're officially out of bounds."

"Mongrel."

The arm clasping Steza's face door with one hand retracted slightly, and then after a short charge of energy, it directly hit the door with its head pressed!

"Oh!"

It feels like a ripe watermelon smashed to the ground.

The gorgeously dressed body was in Lan En's hands, leaving only the twitching of the nerve signal.

With the puddle of 'things' in his hand, Lan En pushed open the gate of the manor with one hand.

Outside the gate, nearly a hundred security forces held torches and stared blankly at the demon hunter who came out of the famous manor.

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The commander of the security forces feels that he must go to Meritelli tomorrow to pray.

This night, when he saw the flames starting to emerge from the Stesa Manor, he felt his heart beating so fast that it was about to pop out of his chest!
Who doesn't know that the earl and the king are in the same boat?
But who would have thought... this is going to be done in the city? !

The shadow of political conflict hangs over every civilian. Although he is not a civilian, he still holds the command of the security forces with hundreds of people in his hands.

But compared to the identity of the man in the manor, this is just a big ant.

I begged countless masters to pass the news all the way to the ears of the mayor of Vizima.

Then he was ordered to "go immediately to investigate the cause of the fire and calm the situation".

At that time, the commander of the security force looked at the small note with the order and personal seal written on his hand, and exhausted his political wisdom all his life to see the context.

But if he had this ability, why would he spend his life in the air above the commander of the security forces?
Being careful, he only brought less than a hundred of his men and rushed to the location of Stessa Manor.

He thought in his heart that the one who could do something to the Earl must be His Majesty the King.

Otherwise, in the whole of Temeria, who is qualified in terms of blood relationship, inheritance law, and strength?

The mayor is the king's man, and he asked himself to 'calm the situation', most likely the earl has been cleaned up.

I am a past scrubber.

There are too many people, what should I do if the people who attacked the manor thought they were the earl's support?
It's good to be killed on the spot!Maybe even the aristocratic status of the family will be changed!
So the fewer people you bring, the better, but you must also ensure that the floor is cleaned, so nearly a hundred people are just enough.

The deputy commander of the security force is the earl's man, and he had already left his position with his confidants before leaving the mission.

So this time, although he usually received a lot of benefits from the Earl, the overall situation was settled, and he had to stand on the side of justice, that is, the side of the winner.

The commander secretly applauded his accurate judgment.

But when he brought people to the gate of the manor, he realized that the situation on the scene seemed a little different from his imagination?
Normally speaking, when anyone with a bit of common sense on the battlefield sees Earl Steza's manor, he will instinctively know how difficult this place is to fight.

If you want to besiege with troops, then a battle of thousands of people is indispensable.

But after the commander came here, he only heard screams, exclamations, and flames splashing in the manor.

But what about the men who attacked the manor? !
Outside the manor, there wasn't even a single trace of resistance!

If Earl Steza is so easy to deal with, why should he fight against His Majesty the King?
Not only the commander was confused, but the men he brought were also confused.

"Sir, sir!"

The commander hesitated, wondering if he should go up and call the door, after all, there were no screams in the manor, it was dead silent.

No matter how you look at it, it's over.

And behind him, a subordinate tugged at the corner of his armor.

The commander turned his head impatiently, and then looked down at his feet following the nervous and frightened eyes of his subordinates.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he lifted his feet abruptly as if frightened.

The movement of raising his feet caused a "crash".

It was a layer of blood that had soaked the soles of the boots!

The blood spilling from the crack of the gate of the manor!

The actions of the commander made the subordinates he brought notice the blood flow under their feet.

The location of the manor is the brightest part of the trade district.

But this group of officers and soldiers seemed to feel that they were in the temple area in the middle of the night.

The shadows are eroding the light, and in that darkness, visible and invisible monsters are already hungry and thirsty.
The troops were in unstoppable commotion.

Because the situation in front of him really does not conform to any kind of common sense of everyone here.

The gate of the manor made a muffled "boom" amidst the tense commotion.

Then suddenly wide open.

A strong and tall figure, dragging a "person" in his hand?Walked out alone.

"Are you here to find him?"

Stepping on the blood flow with a "click", the man with shining eyes approached the security forces calmly.

With a wave of his hand, the "thing" that could vaguely see the gorgeous clothes rolled down to the feet of the commander of the security force like a puddle of mud.

The dull eyes that were squeezed out of the eye sockets hung on the face, facing the commander.

"Are you cleaning the ground, or supporting?"

The person who threw out the corpse tilted his head and asked, then reached out to the hilt behind his back.

The commander looked at his feet for a long time before he realized that this was the powerful Earl.

Immediately, he instinctively drew his sword and ordered his subordinates to rush forward.

But before he put his hand on the sword hilt at his waist, the four hands stretched out from both sides firmly held down his arm.

The two subordinates on both sides whispered in his ear with a tone like a frightened child.

"Sir, sir! There is only one person!"

On weekdays, this sentence is usually followed by "don't be afraid, let's go together".

But today, the fool also knows that this soldier means absolutely not that.

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(End of this chapter)