"Hahahaha... Now the entire Belberg belongs to me, the Black Fairy... Sambo Koski! Hahahaha—!!"
Jepard also muttered disdainfully:
"You're getting too cocky."
“Then… you’ve been fired too!” Sambo pointed at Jepard, and several Iron Guards sprang into action again.
"?"
After the Iron Guards also asked Jepard to leave, only Bronya and Yan remained.
Sambo glanced at Bronya first, then said smugly:
"Commander, you don't want to end up like those two and be fired by me, do you?"
Bronya pursed her lips, glanced at Sambo, and said in a deep voice:
You'd better be careful tonight.
"Hey~ Don't worry, if I see you guys tonight, I'll definitely turn tail and run... No, I can call the Iron Guards to protect me! Hahahaha—!!"
Then, he looked at Yan.
"And you...you!...Huh?"
Sambo stared at the person squatting on the ground, casually tossing yellow, cube-shaped objects around, and rubbed his eyes in shock, exclaiming:
"Damn, it's you? How dare you come here? Aren't you afraid we'll gang up on you and kill you?"
"To be honest, I'm quite scared." Yan put away the Furongwang cigarette, silently raised his hands, and smiled slightly.
"But I've already been captured by Lady Bronya, so please treat me well!"
"A prisoner? You?"
Sambo narrowed his eyes, pointed to the prison van beside him, and said in a deep voice:
"That's how prisoners of war should be treated!"
In the prison van that Sambo pointed in, those who had once held high positions—dukes, earls, viscounts—were all imprisoned like death row inmates.
They were shouting about something, almost all of it proclaiming their own status and the importance of the various areas under their jurisdiction in Belleburg.
But Sambo didn't care about any of that. In his eyes, anyone dressed expensively was a death row inmate!
"Look at you, you look more like a tourist than a prisoner!"
"You think you can mess with me?"
"Heh, so what if I mess with you? I'll mess with you!"
"You're that awesome?"
"how?!"
"..."
Bronya quietly stood a little further away, afraid of being accidentally hurt.
"Hey, hey, hey, how come you're so arrogant?!" Sangbo rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to kill Yan.
"I'm awesome, what are you going to do about it!" Yan also pulled out an iron bar, looking like he was going to take on Sambo too.
"Stop fighting...don't make a fool of yourselves," Bronya pleaded, trying to calm things down.
"?"
Sambo looked at Bronya in disbelief and said in a deep voice:
"What do you mean by this? Have you betrayed us? Are you taking the enemy's side? Do you want to be fired too?"
"..."
"You're not going to talk, huh? Fine! You're fired now!"
"..."
After Bronya was also taken away by the Iron Guards, Sambo turned to Yan and arrogantly put his hands on his hips, saying:
"How about that? Aren't I awesome?"
“Dick.”
"Then you're fired too!"
"Sure, but I don't have a position yet. How about you give me one first?"
"..."
While Sambo was still in a daze, Yan suddenly lifted her clothes, revealing the hilt of a fiery red greatsword, looking shy and bashful.
"Do you think I still have a chance?"
"...!"
Sambo knelt down almost instantly, rubbing his hands together, his face plastered with a fawning smile.
"Hahaha... Big brother... Oh no, hero! Hahaha... It's truly an honor for me, Sambo, to have you here."
"You're not a jerk anymore?"
"I didn't take my meds today, so my dick is gone."
Chapter 194 Three Down-on-their-luck Beggars
You'd better think about the consequences!
"Sambo...heh? Good, very good. I'll watch you beg me to come out!"
Seeing the people in the prison van chattering away, Sangbo got annoyed and ran over to kick one of them.
"boom--!!"
The entire prison van began to shake.
The handsome blue-haired guy cursed loudly:
"What's all the noise about? What's all the noise about? Iron Guard, didn't I say I was going to strip them naked? Why are these dying guys dressed so nicely? This is all Lord Sambo's property!"
"You dare, little thief!"
"What's there to be afraid of? Do you think I'm one of those three idiots?"
"Strip him!"
Under Sambo's tyrannical power, the guards had no choice but to open the prison cart and drag out the nobles one by one.
Their beautiful clothes were roughly stripped off one by one, and they were then dressed in thin and ugly prison uniforms.
Now I've offended everyone.
"Tsk... Our family has devoted generations to the Berlberg family. We never expected to end up like this!"
"What a disappointment, utter disappointment! Is this how the builders treat their veteran heroes?!"
"What the hell are you yelling for?!"
Sambo raised his foot and kicked the old man who was shouting the loudest, cursing as he said:
"If they shout again, they will be killed on the spot without mercy!"
"you……!"
Yan squatted down beside him, enjoying the sight of Sangbo causing trouble while taking out his phone to record the wonderful moment.
This blue-haired guy has probably never been this glamorous in his life.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in the square of the administrative district.
Three raggedly dressed men squatted at the foot of the steps of Cripper Castle.
Bronya, dressed in a cheap cotton coat, sat quietly in a corner, hugging her knees, contemplating life.
Pera has the same configuration.
Jepard, who had just been cured by Yan, was now sitting a little ahead of the two of them, holding an iron bowl and looking embarrassed.
—The three of them were really fired!
Even the uniforms were put away.
"Oh dear, these three poor beggars, I, Miss Hiluva, will take pity on you and give you a few coins."
Danglanglang——! !
"..."
Jepard watched helplessly as Hilva tossed several Winterfell Shields into his bowl, and said speechlessly:
"Sis... what are you doing?"
"Huh? Didn't you put the bowl down yourself? Instead of thanking me, you're questioning me."
“I didn’t put it here; Sambo ordered the Iron Guards to put it here.”
"He's actually a really nice guy!"
"..."
"whee."
Hiluva circled the three of them, her lips curling into a wide, unending grin.
She took out her phone to record this beautiful moment.
Sometimes, passing guards would greet the three of them and hurl insults at Sambo for being so arrogant.
Even though the three of them had been squatting on the street for a long time, Cocolia didn't go out to stop them.
Even... after Hiluva posted the photos of the three begging for food on her WeChat Moments, she actually liked them.
Pera leaned against the corner of the wall and complained:
"When will this ever end? I can't take it anymore after just a short while!"
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