Heart of the Castle

Chapter 140 Viscount Ryan's Wrath

A meeting was being held in the conference room of Viscount Ryan's castle. Viscount Ryan was sitting at the top, and on the left was the old red-robed scholar Master Sugard, but the young grand knight commander Wilps took the second seat next to the viscount's right hand, replacing him. Sitting next to the Viscount was an old man with a dignified appearance and majesty between his brows.

The old man wore a silver mail shirt, the small silver rings of which were so finely wrought, that they glowed in the light of the fire from the fireplace.On the old man's right shoulder was a coat of arms with crossed swords, and a few gold chains hung from below, shaking slightly with the old man's movements.

Grand Knight Commander Herbert did not appear in the last meeting, because at that time he was leading the knights under his command to sweep away the demon spies and stragglers around the viscount's castle, trying to destroy the possibility of a new wave of offensive by the demon organization sex.

The other few who came with the old knight all looked dusty. They sat behind the conference table, all wearing chain mail or chain mail shirts, and most of them were stained with crimson. Bloodstains, obviously just walked off the battlefield.There are swordsmanship instructors, quasi-high-ranking knight Goleigh Joy, high-ranking knight Dragonson known for his physical strength, Lord Greencastle, and the famous great knight Lidvan, and under these powerful knights, The few remaining knights and quasi-knights also had solemn expressions, and they seemed to still carry the murderous aura of the battlefield.

In contrast, the knights stationed in Viscount Lane's castle looked inferior. The Grand Knight Commander Wilpus frowned, sitting beside the old knight, and seemed to be in a very heavy mood; Sitting across from him seemed to be full of resentment, only Knight Templeton, who had a conspicuous scar on his forehead, looked complacent, casting his eyes at the end of the conference table from time to time.

On the floor at the end of the conference table, there was a miserable corpse. The blood on the unfortunate man's face had been wiped clean, revealing a bluish-gray face. A sharp dagger was deeply driven into the The area between his eyebrows and the surrounding skin seemed to be scorched violently by something, and they were all blackened and curled up.What made the man fatal was not difficult to guess, for the wounds covered his neck, chest, and abdomen, each of which was deep enough to take the breath out of the healthiest man at once.

With a bang, the silver cup on the table was thrown to the ground, the crimson wine in the cup splashed out, and a dark pattern bloomed on the wool carpet.Like an angry wild boar, Viscount Lane sprinted around his chair twice, gnashing his teeth.

"Boy Li Wei, you are too deceitful!" Viscount Ryan roared at the knights sitting behind the conference table. Some knights quickly made angry expressions of the same hatred, but more knights showed disapproval. .

"Look, I issued a pardon order with good intentions, exempting this boy from the original crime! But how did he do it? Not only did he accept my good intentions, but he also executed my envoy with cruel means. This behavior , It is a vicious provocation against the prestige of the Ryan family! I will never tolerate it!" Viscount Ryan pressed his hands on the conference table, his face was ashen, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

"Your Excellency, Viscount, please give me an order. As long as you give me 100 soldiers, I will definitely grab that kid by the hair and bring him to you, and let him be disposed of!" Knight Templeton stood up awkwardly, His face was flushed, and the scar on his forehead was even more red as if it was about to bleed.

"It's not that simple, Knight Templeton, don't brag in front of His Excellency the Viscount. Do you dare to say that you can defeat the traitorous Demon Slave Knights of Lorshaw under the leadership of a group of soldiers?" The handsome white-haired old knight— — Grand Knight Commander Herbert said in a deep voice.Knight Templeton's complexion suddenly changed, as if he wanted to argue, but under the majestic gaze of the old knight, he finally sat down.

As soon as Dickway's high-ranking knight moved, Herbert had already stood up first, and gave a knightly salute to Viscount Ryan.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Ryan, I have a question about the envoy's killing. I want to ask the soldiers who found the envoy's body."

"Grand Knight Commander Herbert, what do you mean? Do you suspect that my subordinates will lie?" Knight Templeton, who had just sat down, immediately stood up from his seat and asked angrily.

"I need to inquire about this before I can confirm it." The old knight didn't care about Templeton's anger at all, and replied in a stiff tone.

"Since Grand Knight Commander Herbert wants to inquire personally... Butler Trien, call the soldiers who found the messenger's body over here, and let us all listen to what happened." Viscount Ryan suppressed Suppressing the anger, nodded and ordered.

The bald old man Steward Trion standing behind the Viscount bowed deeply, then walked out of the conference room to give some instructions.After a while, the old butler came back with a mysterious smile on his face, leaned over to Viscount Lane's ear and said, "Master Viscount, those soldiers have brought them here."

"Let them in." Viscount Lane sat back in his seat, leaning his body against the soft and thick back of the chair.

The door opened, and three men came in one file at a time. Compared with ordinary soldiers, their equipment was obviously much better. They wore hard leather armor and a black half-length cloak outside; A half-face helmet, and a pair of high leather boots with iron plates on the feet.

They stood in a row at the end of the conference table, bowing deeply to Viscount Lane. "Master Viscount, I greet you." These people said clumsily, they didn't know where to put their hands, and they put them in front of their bodies for a while, and then put them back behind them, looking like country bumpkins who have never seen the world .

"Are you the ones who discovered the messenger's body?" Viscount Lane asked with a reserved voice, crossing his hands and holding his chin.

"Yes, Lord Viscount, we are." The three bowed repeatedly, speaking incoherently.

"This is Grand Knight Commander Herbert, the highest military officer of the castle. He wants to ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully, otherwise..." Viscount Lane smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and made a chopping gesture, "No one can keep your heads."

"Yes, yes, Lord Viscount, we must be truthful, we must." The three of them agreed repeatedly.

There was a soft clack on the silver chain mail shirt, and Herbert stood up, walked in front of the three soldiers, and said in a majestic voice: "In the name of the supreme Father God, you have to swear on the next question Answer truthfully."

"Yes, in the name of the supreme Father God, we... swear."

"Did you find the body of the messenger first?"

"Yes, sir."

"What was there next to the body?"

"Nothing... no, no, horseshoe marks, lots of them."

"Where do those horseshoe prints lead?"

"Deep in the forest, my lord."

Herbert nodded, seemingly satisfied, the old knight turned and walked towards his seat.However, just when everyone thought his questioning was over, he suddenly turned his head, a dazzling white light appeared on his body, and at the same time he yelled, his roar was like thunder rolling over his head: "You are lying! Tell me! How many times have you stabbed the messenger?" Knife?"

(End of this chapter)