"Besides, what if you run away while I'm interrogating you? What if you run away while I'm rambling on? What if you run away again when I'm not paying attention?"

"..."

……

By this time, Yan had already run several kilometers.

The surrounding scenery kept receding, and pedestrians on the street only saw a figure "whoosh" past.

He felt a great sense of relief after getting rid of Seele.

After defeating several patrolling squads of Iron Guards, he charged straight toward a castle located to the north.

"Oh no, that's Count ***'s castle! What is this guy trying to do?!"

"Never mind that, report to our superiors immediately! We can still lead a team there to provide support in time!"

"Hurry up!!"

After spotting Yan Huan's target, the Iron Guards quickly assembled their forces.

Bronya also participated in the operation.

Finally, they gathered about five hundred Iron Guards and marched in a grand procession toward a small castle to the north.

Soon, Bronya and her party arrived in front of the castle.

It looks much smaller than Cripperburg, but it's still far from being a place that an average family can afford.

"Commander, shall we go in now?!"

"Yes, we must catch that terrorist and protect the safety of the people here."

"Yes!"

Just as the three officers, each leading a small squad as the vanguard, were about to storm into the castle, another group of troops surged in from all directions.

They carried muskets and wore red and white armor; they were not Silvermane Iron Guards.

"Halt! No one is allowed to enter without the master's order!"

"..."

Bronya slowly stepped out from among the guards and addressed the group of soldiers blocking her way in a deep voice:

“I am Commander Bronya. We suspect that terrorists have infiltrated the castle. You must retreat immediately, or it will be too late.”

"Oh? Commander Bronya?"

"I'm sorry, we only follow the orders of our master. If you insist on entering the castle, please follow the procedure and let us inform you. You can only enter after approval!"

"..."

Bronya silently stared at the group of people, each holding a musket, looking as if they were determined to defend the castle to the death.

They didn't care at all who was going to enter the castle.

“I’ll repeat myself, I am the commander of the Silvermane Iron Guard, and according to the law, you must let them pass!” Bronya said in a deep voice.

"No, we..."

Just as the private army was putting up a fierce resistance, a man who looked like a steward slowly walked out of the castle.

He stroked his gray beard, walked to the front of the group, bowed to Bronya, and said apologetically:

"I apologize, future Great Guardian. These guards are rather ignorant; please forgive their indiscretion."

"..."

Bronya silently sized up the butler before her, her expression neither sad nor happy, and said calmly:

"I remember that nobles are not allowed to maintain any private army of more than 20 people, right?"

She slowly scanned the people in red armor; without even counting, she could tell there were definitely over 70 of them.

The weapons in their hands, at first glance, looked like muskets, but upon closer inspection, they were actually sophisticated rifles, even more advanced than the AK that Yan Huan used.

"You... you purchased weapons privately from those caravans from other planets? Did you report it to Krippar Castle?!"

"Hehe, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

The old butler, smiling, gestured to the guards behind him to put down their weapons, and tried to smooth things over:

"These people aren't actually private soldiers; they're guests invited by our master! Our master enjoys studying armor and such, and since they're staying here recently, he gave each of them a piece to play with, haha!"

"As for the weapons, you're wrong about our master! They weren't bought, but manufactured by ourselves. Our master was just about to report it soon, and then you showed up at this crucial moment! What a coincidence!"

"..."

As Bronya listened to the old butler's account, the guards behind her all frowned.

A deep sense of displeasure arose in their hearts.

Regardless of what exactly happened to these private armies, their attitude alone is definitely problematic.

In the entire city of Belloborg, who doesn't know Bronya, the future Highguard? She's given several speeches already, and the current Highguard takes her everywhere he goes; her presence is practically ubiquitous.

Even so, that group of private soldiers still dared to stop them.

“I’m warning you one more time, open the castle gates,” Bronya said in a low voice.

"Oh dear, Commander... I'll definitely open it, but the Master is taking a nap right now..."

"All Iron Guards, charge!"

"Eh?"

Before the old butler could react, at Bronya's command, hundreds of Iron Guards launched a direct charge!

"Damn it, I've been fed up with these guys for a long time! They even dared to stop the commander!"

"A bunch of cowards who cling to life! Where were they during the Cold Disaster? And now they have the nerve to give Lady Bronya attitude!"

"Fuck you! Charge—!!"

Faced with the charge of an entire steel torrent, the soldiers clad in red armor simply loaded their guns and aimed at the charging Silvermane Iron Guards!

"No—!! No, please don't!! Put the gun down!!" The old butler quickly raised his hands and shouted at the group of idiots.

If it were just an attack on the Iron Guard, the matter could be settled later with some connections and money. But the one leading the team now is the future Great Guardian!

"Open the door! All of you, step back! Step back!! Leave everything else to the master!"

Upon hearing this, the guards clad in red armor finally retreated, and the Silver Mane Iron Guards surged forward like a torrent of steel, sweeping everything away.

Some guards who failed to retreat in time were knocked to the ground and could only endure being trampled by countless iron guards.

"Hey—!! Stop stepping on them, stop stepping on them, watch out for people!!" the old butler shouted, but the guards didn't bother to listen at all.

"Commander, look at them—!!"

"What, is there a problem?" Bronya glanced coldly at the chattering old butler beside her.

"No, no problem..."

"only."

A murky glint appeared in the old butler's eyes as he stared directly at Bronya and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Bronya, please also prepare the relevant compensation carefully."

"No compensation."

"what?"

Why should compensation be paid for obstructing the Iron Guard's actions?

"But……"

"If you have any complaints, go upstairs and say them. I'm going in first."

"..."

The old butler silently watched Bronya's retreating figure, a sinister look in his eyes:

"Heh...very good, you just wait!"

……

Chapter 177 They don't even smoke Furongwang cigarettes! Hmph!

After entering the castle.

The Iron Guards were divided into several groups.

A group was waiting near the castle.

Then three more groups searched the various corridors and rooms.

The rest of the people followed Bronya to find the owner of the castle.

It is smaller than Cripperburg.

However, the interior decorations in its corridors, as well as the vases and potted plants next to each room, are in no way inferior in value to those in Cripperburg.

Bronya was absolutely certain that if Sambo and Yan Huan were here, they would be ecstatic.

"Oh, Commander, these were all presented by the common people outside. If you like, you can take a few back with you!"

The old butler noticed Bronya staring at the ornaments and greeted her politely.

"No, thank you. I don't like these."

The group continued walking when suddenly, the old butler, who was walking behind Bronya, exclaimed in surprise:

"Huh? How come there's a cigarette here that's crumpled up like this?"

He squatted down, picked up the cigarette, smelled it, and sneered:

"Ha, such cheap tobacco. Even the servants here don't smoke this kind of stuff."

The old steward looked around and secretly concluded that it belonged to one of the Iron Guards.

Then he said:

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