Lord: I can see loyalty.

"I don't think we can finish this, so I've come to complain to the brothers!" A high-ranking confidant shouted.

"Wailing? No need for that." Abadmo stopped stroking the black stone, his eyes meeting Naku's gaze, a calm smile on his face: "I've dealt with most of the troublesome villages around Bordeaux Village. It's only a matter of time before we take down the Bordeaux lord."

Naku raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing it, but he didn't refute it. Instead, he pressed on in an unpleasant tone, "If that's the case, then why did you invite the two of us to this 'victory celebration'?"

"Or is it that 'Merciful Abad' is so unpopular that he can't get anyone else to come?" With that, he laughed again, and Casper, who had been silent behind him, also let out a cold laugh.

Abad pretended not to hear, gesturing to the long tables on either side: "Gentlemen, enough with the nonsense, at least the fine wine and food are right in front of you."

"Alright, stop beating around the bush!" Casper waved his hand impatiently, plopped down in the nearest seat, grabbed a piece of roast meat from the table, and mumbled as he swallowed, "Just get to the point, what's the matter that you called us all this way for? Are you short-handed? Want to borrow troops?"

Naku slowly stopped laughing, his eyes turning shrewd, and continued the conversation: "Borrowing troops? Abad, my friend, it's not that I don't want to help you."

"You know, the alpha wolf is about to launch a full-scale attack on the fortress, and my men are all counting on that time to storm the city and seize some key points..."

He sat down in the chair, but his posture remained relaxed. He tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Of course, if you can offer enough benefits... Hmph, Wolf Fang Abad, I believe you can."

The hall fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of the trusted men chewing their food. The two bandit leaders fixed their gazes on Abad, awaiting his answer.

Waaah—!

A horn blast pierced the night sky outside the Baron's Castle and broke the deadlock in the main hall.

Naku and Kasper both paused, looking warily towards the door. Kasper placed his hand on the weapon he had brought: "What's that noise?"

On the main seat, Abad, who had remained calm throughout, finally broke into a slow, sinister grin that looked particularly terrifying in the flickering firelight.

"Borrowing troops?" Abad's voice betrayed a barely suppressed laugh. "That's right, I do have that idea. As for the benefits..."

"Stop borrowing troops!? What's the situation outside?" Casper had already stood up.

Abad paused, his cold, iron-like gaze sweeping over the faces that had suddenly changed color, and said, word by word:

"I've already prepared everything for you, which is to make your deaths easier and leave you with a complete corpse!"

next moment!

puff!

A sound came from above, and suddenly two rows of fully drawn crossbow bolts emerged from the shadows of the high corridors on both sides of the main hall. The well-trained militia archers were already ready to fire!

"Ambush!!!" Naku shouted through gritted teeth. The two leaders reacted quickly, rolling backward while trying to grab their weapons to block.

But it's too late.

The next instant, deadly arrows rained down like a downpour, hurtling towards the bandits' territory on both sides with a whooshing sound!

puff!puff!

The dull thud of an arrow piercing flesh, the sound of cups and plates falling and shattering, and a scream that lasted only a moment before ending all came at the same time!

Several of Naku's close associates were pinned to their seats by several arrows before they could even get up, and died on the spot.

Although Naku avoided vital organs, his limbs were still pierced by crossbow bolts. He endured the excruciating pain and tried to struggle, but the second wave of arrows had already arrived.

One crossbow bolt pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy, while another struck his hideous face, causing blood to gush forth instantly. He then collapsed, crashing into a long table, his body mingling with the wine and blood, a gruesome sight.

"Abad! You cowardly barbarian bastard!" Kasper roared as he witnessed Naku's gruesome death. Although he had also been hit by several arrows, he was still able to move thanks to his thick skin.

He gripped his greatsword and was about to charge forward, but before he could take a few steps, the tightly closed door behind him was smashed open from the outside, and two elite militiamen disguised as guards rushed at him from the left and right, their two spears piercing his chest precisely from behind.

"Ugh...!"

Kasper's momentum came to an abrupt halt. His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. As the militiamen pulled out their guns, his body crashed to the ground.

The banquet fell silent once more, save for the thud of militiamen plunging their swords into corpses to check for life or death.

"Well done, Abad."

The gate was opened by two guards, and Vio stepped into the main hall of this pool of blood without a care in the world.

"It is all up to your decision, my lord." Abad's expression had calmed down, and he stood up to bow to Vio.

Vio walked towards the two corpses, sneered, and then said to the vanguard following behind him, "Go and send out the signal so that Jimmy and the others can make their move."

"Yes, sir!" The vanguard didn't hesitate and ran towards the horses outside the door.

Vio had already instructed Jimmy and the militia captains to prepare for a surprise attack on Naku and Kasper's villages at a moment's notice...

……

The next day, in the Valley City, at the Baron's Castle.

The wolf knight Raoul rode his horse and rushed towards the large wooden gate in front of the castle with a panicked expression.

"Halt!" Two heavily armored bandits guarding the gate blocked his way, brandishing their halberds.

"Get out of here! I have something important to report!" Raoul snapped impatiently.

The two bandits guarding the gate exchanged a glance before opening it. Without hesitation, Raoul dismounted and ran quickly towards the gate.

Bang bang bang!

Upon arriving at the main hall, Raoul's expression grew increasingly grim, and he pounded on the door.

As the gate opened, Raoul rushed forward, knelt on one knee, and shouted, "Alpha Wolf! Kasper and Naku are dead! Their territory is lost too!"

The alpha wolf, Malankik, had been sitting in his chair as if he had never moved, but upon hearing the news, his calm eyes finally wavered.

"What happened? Was it done by people from the Western Frontier?" His voice remained as calm as ever.

"No, it was probably the lord of Bordeaux and Abad who did it!" The wolf knight Raoul seemed to remember something, and the veins on his face bulged instantly: "Yesterday, Abad invited me to his city of Nasate, but I refused."

"Those two idiots who died probably agreed!"

The alpha wolf simply stared silently at Raoul, remaining silent for a long time.

"Raoul? Then it seems I don't need to explain."

Just then, the door opened again, accompanied by a slightly resentful voice. The newcomer was a tall, thin man.

He was none other than the poisonous wolf, Faison.

"I also received Abad's invitation. My men even saw him talking to those people from Bordeaux today. It seems that bastard betrayed us." Ferson entered the main hall, his tone slightly displeased.

"So it seems that we're the only ones left in Cavill's pack of wolves."