son-in-law of blood

Chapter 102 tit for tat
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Hearing this, Neil's pretty face turned sullen, and he turned his head, and the exposed eye stared fiercely at Helen who was striding over.

Looking at Heron with a teasing smile on his face, Neil wanted to draw his knife and stab him a few transparent holes, but remembering the explanation of the third prince Lekton before he left, Neil still suppressed the impulse in his heart.

But some people are not happy.

Those who came with Neil to announce the decree were the sons of several princes and ministers. At this time, they saw the confinement of His Royal Highness being humiliated by words, and coupled with the few words of the legend about the lord that he had learned before he left, all of them showed instant expressions. It looked ugly.

Facing a reward from a real nobleman, even those officials and disciples who usually claim to be noble, can hardly calm down.

And suddenly, a bastard who came out of nowhere and got what they were coveting so easily, how could they be balanced in their hearts?

Besides, before these people came, someone had already greeted them, just to let them take this opportunity to try the depth of Helen, and let this ignorant kid understand that the territory of the empire is not so easy to get rid of. Available!

"Presumptuous, where did the country pariah come from? Dare to be so disrespectful to His Majesty's special envoy, do you want to rebel?"

The one who spoke was a young man in bright armor, with his right hand on his waist and his left lightly holding his long sword, standing proudly, showing an elegant and calm aristocratic demeanor.

Prieter Green, the youngest son of the Undersecretary of Finance of the Empire, is also the deputy special envoy sent by Gremory VI this time.

Prieter looked at the two of Hellen who were coming from a distance, first his face flashed with astonishment when he saw Hepburn, and then after seeing Hellen, his eyes flashed coldly, he lifted his chin, and angrily reprimanded him .He directly put the hat of rebellion on Hellen's head.

Helen led Hepburn directly past Preet, and said to Neil, "Long time no see, how is Your Highness?"

Seeing that Helen ignored his scolding, Prieter suddenly felt angry, and the jealousy of being ignored made him hot, and he immediately drew out his long sword and shouted: "Untouchable, come, give me this arrogant man!" The rebels took it!"

Seeing this, the attendants looked at each other, not knowing why Prieter was suddenly so angry, and shifted their inquiring eyes to Neil, wondering whether they should obey the orders of Prieter, the deputy special envoy.

Neil didn't respond to his subordinate's gaze, but nodded at Helen with his lips pursed and said:
"Your Highness is very well, and asked me to say hello to you and Miss Hepburn."

Then he stepped aside and remained silent.

Neil respectfully followed the warning given by Lechton before he came here: follow the procedures and leave the rest alone.

Seeing that Neil didn't express his opinion, Prieter became even more furious. He simply took a step forward by himself, and with his sword at Hellen's throat, he said angrily, "Bastard, why didn't you answer me?"

At this moment, Hellen finally turned his gaze to Prieter, staring lightly at the tip of the knife in his hand less than three inches away from his neck, and calmly said, "Your Excellency?"

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Hellen's face, Prieter felt a little guilty: "The third son of the Imperial Finance Minister—Pritt Green!"

Hearing this, Hellen felt a burst of laughter in his heart. It seems that creatures like "fighting fathers" are not uncommon no matter which plane they are in.Undersecretary of Finance, this is much more powerful than the one named "Li Gang".

Helen held Prieter's sword tip, and suddenly took a step forward, causing Prieter to retreat quickly.

"I ask, what is your identity, do you have a title?" Hillen said indifferently.

Prieter's heart sank. Hellen's words could be regarded as asking his lifeblood. As the least valued youngest son of the undersecretary of finance, where did he get the title? Able to deliver letters.

Looking at the flickering Preet, Helen understood slightly in his heart, he guessed right, he was indeed a worthless dude, using this kind of person to test him, Insresa and the others would look down on him too much .

Hellen knew that today's incident was by no means a coincidence. Regardless of whether he had spoken out to tease Neil just now, this Preet would find a chance to do so for himself sooner or later.Its purpose is nothing more than to test what is the origin of oneself, and why dare to accept such a big reward.

Helen knew very well that if he gave in today, the nobles standing behind him would immediately rush towards him mercilessly like a hungry and greedy wild dog, biting and eating his flesh to their heart's content. territory.He, Shiron, would soon be a puppet lord in vain.

Today, he must not take a step back!
Helen squinted his eyes half-closed, snorted, and pressed his throat against the tip of Prieter's sword, and took another step forward, forcing Prieter to continue to retreat:

"Why don't you speak anymore? Could it be that you don't have a title?"

Prieter's right hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly. He never thought that this Xieren would be such a ruthless master, that he dared to put his neck on the blade without changing his expression.

"You say I'm a traitor? Then I ask Your Excellency to tell me, what kind of crime should a civilian without a title threaten a field baron appointed by the empire with a sword!" Helen stepped forward again. step.

Prieter's mind was completely blank at this time. The instruction he got before he came was just to test the character of Hellen, to see if he could be bribed or threatened, but he didn't expect this person to play cards so unconventional. It drove him directly to a dead end.

He only hated himself now why he couldn't help but draw out his sword. Now it is definitely impossible to step forward and move a knife. After all, Heron is already a nobleman of the empire. Execute a nobleman at will, let alone Prieter. Even his father, the undersecretary of finance, would not dare to issue such an order.But if you want to retreat like this, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud that the dignified special envoy of the empire is so useless that even a brat can't handle it?
Being so up and down, Putley froze in place, and the cold sweat on his forehead began to flow down like a stream.

"Your Excellency must have pulled out your sword because you wanted me to appreciate it? I don't think your Excellency will have such a deep hatred with me, and you will use your sword and gun as soon as you meet." Helen said suddenly. Slow down, stop your progress, and speak out.

"Huh?" Pulitt was full of doubts. He didn't know why this Hellen suddenly changed his aggressive attitude. Was this showing his favor?

After thinking for a moment, Prieter was overjoyed. It seemed that this person was still afraid of the forces behind him, and he didn't want to make a fuss. He was about to open his mouth and come down the steps, but Helen continued:
"I don't think your sword is that good-looking, why don't you let me, my servant, take you and your people to Kenshen City to buy a high-quality sword!"

Helen stepped forward again, staring coldly at Prieter in front of him, his tone was cold, his attitude was tough, and his intention of chasing guests was self-evident!

(End of this chapter)