Successors of all mankind

They outnumbered them and had a better chance of winning.

Their master had died, and they were full of arrogance.

They must kill Yu Le to give their master an explanation!

"What? You want to provoke a noble like me again for the sake of two worthless people who deserve to die?"

It's just a pity that without its master, the dog doesn't dare to bite.

Encircled by layers of guards, the mocking and sarcastic gaze looked down upon all the protectors.

After a brief hesitation, they all laid down their weapons and prostrated themselves on the ground in fear and unease.

Chapter 35 I will try him!

Looking at the two noblemen lying on the ground, and the guards prostrate around them.

The two people at the gate, where gun barrels were still smoking, could hardly believe their eyes.

Did you really make it through like that?

Then, they looked at Yule, who stood proudly before them, with utmost awe.

The tax collectors and officials of the slave town of Nor were killed without hesitation, without any regard for the consequences.

Is this a true benefactor?

Although they were the ones who fired the shot, they never expected it to turn out this way.

They were simply gambling on their survival instincts and habitually indulging in pleasure.

After all, they weren't stupid; they knew that if Yu Le got into trouble, they would definitely suffer an even worse fate.

Even though I chose to trust Yule, I still couldn't believe it would go so smoothly.

Looking at the situation that he had regained control of.

The joy of the moment may seem light and carefree.

But I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This time, we'll really be coming face to face with the slave Nor.

-----------------

News of Yu Le's order to shoot the two nobles spread like wildfire to the slave Nor.

After all, it wasn't some lowly, despicable rabble who died.

They were two proper nobles, even nobles with official positions, not just idle people.

The Slave Noor law enforcement team received the message immediately.

The captain of the law enforcement team, with his legs crossed, was happily imagining the pleasant night ahead, thinking about which lady he would stay at tonight.

As he pondered this, he looked at the elegant secretary beside him.

The other person returned a knowing smile, then put on their glasses, tied their hair in a ponytail, and prepared to close the door.

Suddenly, his men pushed the door open.

Looking at his spoilsporting subordinate, the enforcement team leader said coldly:

"You better really be in trouble, kid!"

The subordinates knew, of course, that they shouldn't come in unless there was a reason, since the secretary's office was located there.

But the problem is, this time it's really serious!

"Captain, something terrible has happened! Lord Homan and Buckley have been shot dead!"

"What the heck?!"

The captain of the enforcement team immediately put his legs back down.

"They were both killed by two third-class citizens in the outer city!"

The enforcement team leader immediately stood up, took his service pistol from the secretary, and was about to leave when he said:

"Damn it, they've rebelled! Get the gunships out! Get all three out, and call everyone here, even those on leave! I'm going to wipe these bastards out completely!"

But before he could walk out, his subordinates grabbed him and said:

"Captain, we can't go like this!"

The captain, while forcibly dragging his men forward, turned back in a rage:

"The lowly people have rebelled, and you're telling me this? Let me tell you, they're doomed, and no one can save them!"

Only then did his subordinate hurriedly explain:

"Captain, I heard it was ordered by a noble person whose purity is at least over 30%!"

The captain immediately stopped.

His subordinates then added:

"It seems to be a nobleman from the Robespierre family! Not from Lathai, but from across the sea, though I don't know if it's Robespierre the Elder or Robespierre the Younger!"

The captain immediately pulled him back and took the opportunity to lecture him:

"Next time, you should tell us earlier about something this important!"

Once he returned to his seat, he asked:

"So, has it been reported? If not, report it quickly. Also, has the scene been cordoned off? If not, quickly find someone to go and cordon off the scene. Make sure you choose the right person to avoid getting into trouble."

His subordinate hesitated and said:

"Then, should we send one team?"

Team One consists of the captain's close associates and the most capable members.

The captain looked at his nephew with disdain and scolded him:

"Your uncle led Team One. If something happens, won't we be the ones to blame?"

"They've dragged Robespierre into this; who's going to get involved in this mess?!"

His nephew then realized what was happening and said:

"Oh, then I'll send Team Seven over!"

The Seventh Team had little to do with them. Although they were both part of the Slave Nor Enforcement Team, the people in the Seventh Team were either marginal nobles who were not even as good as Barkley, or simply close associates recruited for the sake of appearances.

The kind of character that can be thrown out at any time.

After watching his nephew leave, he waved to his secretary to come over.

He needs to relax.

After the other party obediently kneels in front of him.

He began to wonder why Robespierre's nobleman would come to Sulmenor.

Years of experience told him that something big might be about to happen.

-----------------

As the enforcement team reported the information up the chain of command.

More and more people learned about this, and the name Jules Robespierre came into the sight of more and more people.

The young nobleman in that top-floor building also knew about this matter.

He stared blankly for several minutes after seeing the message sent by the butler.

"No, he just killed both of us like that? And one of us was a nobleman?"

Poor Barkley, he probably wouldn't have been taken along if Lord Homan hadn't been there too.

The butler bowed his head and said:

"Yes, young master, he directly ordered two third-class men to shoot Lord Homan and Buckley to finish the job."

After receiving confirmation, he paced back and forth a few times before asking again:

"Where is the old man? What did he say?"

Could they really be nobles? Or not what I thought they were?

He hesitated for a moment, intending to wait for his father's instructions.

The butler hesitated and said:

"I'm sorry, young master, the master is not here. This servant, Nor, has gone out temporarily!"

"At this time? How come I didn't know?"

The young nobleman was very surprised.

The butler bowed his head and said:

"I'm going to see a very important guest."

"I'm asking how come I didn't know!"

The butler bowed his head even lower, but did not answer.

This angered the young nobleman, who said:

"Fine, fine, since he doesn't treat me like his son, then I'll prove it to him!"

Sensing something was amiss, the butler immediately said:

“Young Master, the Patriarch means that we shouldn’t get too involved in this matter! That would drag us into it too. On this point, I share the Patriarch’s view, so I suggest you stop here.”

"Please rest assured, as instructed by the head of the family, the matter concerning Lord Homan and the Buckley Tax settlement is now completely unrelated to us from any perspective!"

The young nobleman grew even angrier and said:

"I didn't know? Fine, fine!"

The butler's heart sank. He had been too hasty and had said the wrong thing.

"Hohmann's last message back was that he judged the other party to be nobility."

Didn't I tell Homan not to contact us anymore?

How does the young master know these things?

But more than that, the butler was concerned that his young master seemed unwilling to stand by and watch.

"Young Master! Master of the Family"

But he was interrupted and said:

"Don't worry, don't act like you're connected to us, okay? I'm just raising reasonable questions. After all, that guy doesn't look like a nobleman."

"I am merely acting on the legitimate duty of a nobleman to request a public trial and a direct test of his genetic purity!"

"He murdered a nobleman, so a public trial is reasonable, isn't it? He doesn't look like a nobleman, so a bloodline test is required, which is also reasonable, isn't it?!"

In his last sentence, the young master emphasized his words.

He was very unhappy that he was being kept in the dark about everything.

"Anyway, as long as he's dead, all your plans can continue smoothly."

After saying this, the young master slammed the door and left. The knight who had been silently guarding the door bowed slightly to the butler and then left as well.

This was his rebellion, and also his proof.

Chapter 36 Pandora's Evil

The young nobleman stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

I'm prepared to use my connections and relationships to teach Yule a lesson for being so arrogant and disrespectful. Of course, the most important thing is to let my father know.

I am definitely not the useless, good-for-nothing woman who is only fit to be a stud in the other person's eyes!

In the outer city of Numenor.

Those in the outer city, both the third-class and second-class citizens, were trembling with fear.