Heart of the Castle

Chapter 141 The old knight's doubts
The three soldiers were stunned by Herbert's appearance. This elderly knight was shrouded in a dazzling fighting spirit, and every white hair seemed to exude an incomparably majestic aura.Herbert standing in front of them was like a god descending, and his voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting their defenses hard.

"Three knives..." a soldier couldn't help but said. As soon as the words fell, he felt a sharp pain like burning from behind, and then a sharp sword with gray light pierced through his chest. When it came out, there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

The soldier's strength to support his body suddenly disappeared, his body fell forward, and he fell heavily on the ground, his vision narrowed rapidly with the gushing blood.Just before the soldier's consciousness sank into the dark abyss, he saw his two companions follow in his footsteps and fall to the ground, one left and one right.

"Knight Templeton, why are you doing this?" The vindictive light on Herbert's body became more and more intense. The elder knight pressed his sword hilt with his long hands, glaring at the last soldier who had just withdrawn the long sword from the body. Templeton.

"I'm very sorry, Lord Herbert, I acted a little impulsively. But you should understand, it's the anger when I was betrayed by my subordinates, which prompted me to make such a rash move." Tamber While talking, Knight Dun put away the long sword in his hand, and the gray light of fighting spirit blooming from his body also dimmed.Then he knelt down on one knee towards Viscount Ryan, who was on the top, and said loudly: "Your Excellency, it is a great sin that such a black sheep has appeared among my soldiers. As a knight, I cannot shirk the blame." ! I am willing to pay a manor under my name and 100 gold coins to compensate the victim's family!"

What happened just now made Viscount Lane dumbfounded. Herbert's roar, Knight Templeton's sudden attack and the death of three soldiers shocked the Viscount until Knight Templeton knelt down and shouted. The sound of pleading guilty made his stunned thoughts come back to life.

"Herbert, what's going on?" Viscount Lane ignored Knight Templeton's plea and asked the elder Grand Knight Commander loudly.

"Your Excellency, this is my question." The dazzling white light blooming on Herbert's body gradually dissipated, and his white hair stopped fluttering. He coldly glanced at Knight Templeton kneeling at his feet, Saluted to Viscount Ryan and said: "The body of the messenger was discovered by those three people this morning. If what they said is true, then the messenger should have been killed in the refugee camp before yesterday morning."

"So what? Sir Herbert, the envoy may have been killed in a refugee camp, and then that guy's men carried his body over on horses and dumped it on the wilderness near the castle." A sitting The young man at the end of the conference table said loudly, somewhat impolitely.

Two sharp rays of light shot out from under Herbert's white eyebrows. The young man met the old knight's eyes, shivered suddenly, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Pammy, what is this place? You little bastard is not qualified to speak, shut up immediately, and get out!" The old butler Standing behind Viscount Lane lost his gentle smile on his face, and he sternly reprimanded that young man.Then he turned his head and smiled sweetly at the elder Grand Knight Commander.

"Master Herbert, please continue to speak, and don't worry about that useless little bastard. Thanks to the grace of the Viscount, this is the first time for him to attend a meeting that only knights can attend, and he is overwhelmed with excitement."

"If you say your son is a little bastard, isn't he an old bastard?" Knight Chester whispered to the people around him, and there was a burst of low-pitched laughter.

Herbert's majestic gaze swept over, and all the laughter subsided immediately. All the knights sat upright, staring ahead, with a solemn appearance of listening attentively.

"What Sergeant Major Pammy said just now may be the question that many people want to ask me, right? Here I want to explain to you that it has been 30 years since I swore allegiance to the Ryan family. I've seen so much bleeding, wounding or death that no one can see more clearly how long a person has been dead than me."

As Herbert said, he walked to the messenger's miserable corpse, pulled out a short knife from his belt, and lightly scratched the corpse's wrist.A stream of viscous black-red plasma suddenly came out.

Several knights let out a small cry, and their voices were full of surprise.

"Herbert, what is your intention in doing this?" Viscount Lane asked a little unhappy.In fact, he hated being in the same room with a corpse so close. When Herbert cut the skin of the corpse, the smell of blood suddenly became stronger, which made Viscount Lane frown.

"Your Excellency, look, if this person was dead before yesterday morning, the consistency and color of the blood are not right, it is too fresh. Besides, although the temperature is not high now, it has been a day and a half , and it will definitely make the corpse emit a strong smell of corpse. But now... there is no such thing at all."

The high-ranking knight Lidvan came over and sniffed beside the corpse. "Hey, this guy smells so bad, but... Mrs. Herbert is right, it does not smell like a corpse."

The knights on both sides of the conference table suddenly burst into an uproar. Everyone here was experienced in many battles and was no stranger to the smell of corpses.Before Herbert raised this doubt, there were a few more delicate knights who felt that something was wrong, but for one reason or another, they kept their doubts in their hearts.

"The envoys did die at the hands of those villains under me. This is something they have admitted. I am very sorry for this, but..." Knight Templeton, who was kneeling on the ground, pleaded guilty again, and then The voice changed and said: "But how to explain the pardon scroll that was torn into pieces in the envoy's arms? Among my people, none of them can understand the mystery of the seeds of battle qi."

Herbert nodded, "That's right, the pardon scroll was torn apart by a knight who was about to reach the level of vindictiveness, and this kind of vindictiveness is definitely not everyone in the castle now, because I don't know this kind of vindictiveness." No stranger. Your Excellency the Viscount, do you still remember the great knight Martin who appeared in your territory a few months ago?"

Viscount Ryan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I remember, of course I remember, I wanted to recruit him, but you stopped me, saying that this knight Martin had an unusual background and I couldn't recruit him. "

"That's true. Knight Martin has a deep background, and the fighting spirit he cultivated is not ordinary. It is a special fighting spirit handed down from an ancient family whose name I can't name." Herbert said here, He paused for a while, and then said in a puzzled way: "The vindictiveness that shattered the pardon scroll is the same as the vindictiveness of Knight Martin. It's just a slightly lower level, still in the seed of vindictiveness. In the germination state, it is one step away from stepping into the realm of dissipating fighting spirit!"

(End of this chapter)