Chapter 206: Guys, work is starting!

At three in the morning, the roar of horseshoes rang outside the gate of the estate where Viscount Transka was located. When the guards of the manor saw the nine knights rushing up, they even stumbled for a while and forgot to stop them.
But these knights didn't break into the manor directly, but stopped outside the iron gates-they all yelled into the mansion: "Let Tranca come out to speak.
When this sentence came out, several guards were shocked-were these people crazy? Ready to directly challenge the authority of Lord Viscount?
Although the nobles of the Karen Kingdom fought each other frequently, they have never heard of anyone who would bring people directly to the manor to "kick the ground".
If there is a contradiction, shouldn't you first try to spit at a party?
"who are you?"
Although the four guards reached out to hold the handle, none of these guys had ever been on the battlefield, they were just trained ordinary people. They brazenly stood in front of them without any momentum.
In the face of questioning, the knights did not answer at all, but just pulled the reins, and surrounded the gate of the manor with extreme oppression ...
This silent threat made the guards numb, and there were no soldiers guarding the house in the past. At this time, only ten people were added. And looking at the nine knights on the opposite side, they thought they couldn't pass a round ...
"Baron Soderauer needs an explanation to get Viscount Transka out"
There was no hypocrisy in dealing with the aristocracy. The scout at the front repeated the call and was full of anger.
The situation was pressing, and the guards of the manor had to report the news in a bleak manner. Within three minutes, Viscount Trunka, with a gloomy face, walked out personally-although he tried to make a look of anger, but a look of fear in his eyes was still difficult to hide.
He had just returned from the Ansadin catacombs, and he would never have thought that "Sodlor" appeared at the door of his manor. If he remembered correctly, butler Blake took thirteen puppets to assassinate him.
Those materials that summoned you can top the tax of Kig Town for one year. The strength is absolutely powerful. Even if it is placed in the entire territory, few people can get a few tricks at all.
Their strength made Tranka not even consider the possibility of Soderol's survival at all, but he had long wondered if he would take Parr's collar into his pocket.
But now ...
He narrowed his eyes for a moment to think, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, but changed his face with an angry expression, strode forward, and frowned and asked: "What does this mean, Baron Soderol? You want to attack Me, the Viscount, a majesty crowned by your Majesty? "
Tranka was ready to assert that Black had nothing to do with himself, so instead of pretending to be ignorant at this time, he also grabbed people first and hit the rake directly.
In fact, according to common sense, Black ran to the town of Pal with a dead uncle, and anyone who knew with his knees could understand that this was inseparable from Tranka ... but the most powerful point of the nobility is to reverse the black and white, which is a 婊The matter of Zili torii is nothing.
What's more, Tranka didn't even think about getting rid of the relationship at all. What he wanted to do at this time was to quickly notify the news to Ansadin-as long as Ansadin knew the news, these guys were totally equivalent to
Thinking of Lord Ansadin's powerful strength, Tranka's original sorrow and fear were dissipated for a moment, and then stood right in front of Roddy and others, and continued to use an interrogative tone: "If I remember correctly, my housekeeper A few days ago, Blake just brought a group of gifts to Lord Parr to greet Baron Soderlor. Could he be the Lord of Parr, and in this way 'repay him,'? "
Soderloll was ashamed with his open-mouthed skills, but he didn't have an unexpected look at all. Instead, he glanced admirably at Roddy and stood out from the crowd, saying viciously: "Viscount Tranca, I Soderol never had any conflict with you. I came here just to ask, why did you send someone to attack me? "
His words were aggressive, as if he were going to fight if they didn't agree-but the message in the words made Tranka's eyes bright ... Couldn't Soderor be stunned? Only brought so many people to Kig Town
Tranka was instantly rejoicing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and continued to pretend: "I don't understand what you're talking about, Baron Soderal, why should I send someone to attack you?"
Then there were two of you, one sentence at a time and one sentence at a time. The content was nothing more than one party's questioning but one party did not recognize it.
Soderol was completely calm and cautious in the past, and shouted from the beginning to the end with red ears and reds ... and even pressed his hands on the hilt several times-the two had no logic to argue, it was not like The aristocracy, on the contrary, is like a quarreling village woman.
Listening to their quarrel, Wellington in the back of the team pouted, and said to Roddy next to him, "It looks like all this is what you guessed."
Roddy smiled helplessly, but he actually preferred to guess wrong, but the facts in front of him told him: the corruption of the kingdom by the undead has reached an unimaginable degree, and even lords such as Tranka have been completely reduced ...
"The Knights of Wellington is behind me, and he was beheaded and killed by as many as 13 uncles. If you really collude with the undead, don't blame me. The Knights of Wellington will never be soft on the traitors."
"What the hell? I don't understand what you're talking about"
A few seemingly non-nutritive quarrels, but actually revealed a lot of "useful" information to go out, so Tranka's eyes always flashed with strange emotions-apparently he already wanted to give Ansa the first time What Ding reported.
This is where Wellington admires Roddy ... the dead are in the dark, and they are bright, but they are not good for themselves, but Roddy can always grasp the key points in it and thus lead the battle in essence.
Confused the enemy's audiovisual, creating the illusion of "the enemy is weak, we are strong", paralyzing the opponent's will to fight ... Inadvertent details, all illustrate Rody's meticulous grasp of the battle.
At this time, Roddy, who was sitting on the horse's back, was squinting and observing Tranka. When Soderlor's nonsense was almost the same, he set up the fire and finally let the horses take a few steps forward, interrupting two out loud. People quarrel:
"Viscount Tranca, the attack on Baron Soderal, we can all testify, and those enemies are not yet human, but the evil puppets of the undead ... this is a fact you can't argue with-so if things can't be handled I think the Duke of Angmar will make a decision for us. "
Raising the lord's banner to bluff? Tranca raised her arms and sneered, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say this to me?"
"My name is Roddy. I hope Lord Viscount will remember my name."
Roddy smiled and looked at Tranka, whose face changed drastically. In his heart, he roughly confirmed a possibility, and then returned to the team in silence.
Tranka was horrified--this was the number one goal that Lord Ansadin asked him to focus on.
The next moment, just when Soderlor was ready to continue talking to him, he almost immediately gave up, and he did not hesitate to express his willingness to compensate Parr for a large number of resources for compensation, and whispered for himself "to know people Unknown "and apologized ...
Speaking of such words, Soderlor no longer blame. After continuing to scold a few words, he finally accepted the "compensation", then put a few harsh words, turned and took the team away.
Tranca looked at them as they left, but immediately said to his men: "Send someone behind them to remember where they went"
Having said that, he hurriedly stepped onto the horse and headed for the catacombs where Ansadin was located ...
Ten minutes later, the catacombs where Ansadin was located radiated dozens of dazzling lights.
"Really ... a bunch of reptiles"
Hearing that Soderorol had only brought eight people, Ansadin couldn't describe the ecstasy in his heart-and when he heard that Roddy was also coming, he summoned forty swarms at once.
"Your mission is only one: kill all these arrogant humans"
Ansadin's order echoed in the grave chamber.The heavy-footed army of puppets stepped out of the ground with a strong momentum, the gargoyle wings spread, and the four shadows suddenly flew to the sky-when the followers of Soderor returned news After that, forty magpies turned immediately, speeding towards the forest of quiet words
As a puppet summoner, Ansadin was still seated in the catacomb after the puppet army went out of the nest, and he looked at the copy of the Plague History in his hand comfortably, only occasionally scanning the bright side by his side. When a large French circle, only a few hard words can be seen in the eyes.
Since accepting the task of His Majesty Augustine, Ansadin has never missed, but after encountering this group of scouts, he has lost twice in a row ... Ansadin understands that this bad breath can hardly make it into the future.
Only by killing all humans in front of them can their ideas be communicated and the road of promotion smooth.
Using all resources to pile up the enemy, Ansadin never felt that there was anything wrong with it ... This is an era that only looks at "results". When there is the ability to directly crush the enemy, no one cares about the process of ants struggle.
"Anybody ... I've never been afraid of anyone."
Forty magic crystals shone on the burial chamber, and Ansadin sneered quietly.
"Do you say we have enough staff?"
Soderlor, who had just been in a fierce spray with Tranka in Kig town, has recovered his original appearance at this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But after that, he still reached out and took out a water pouch and filled two mouthfuls. Obviously the sequelae of the throat are obvious.
"To deal with the undead necromancer, either drop him before he starts; or ... drown him by the sea of ​​people." Roddy recalled his previous memories, shook his head and said such a sentence, then looked back. Looking at the distant sky, he yawned, "If it comes as planned, it should be fine."
"What did the mercenary named Henry take?"
"War always burns money. If you want to kill fewer people, you have to keep up with the hardware." Roddy did not answer Soderlor's question directly, but was about to say something else, but Wellington interrupted the chat between the two of them. Pointing into the distance, he said, "The enemy is here."
Roddy stopped talking nonsense, raised his hand to set up a pergola and looked into the distance. The black shadow circling in the sky seemed to notice this place, and he had made a dive action, ready to fly towards it--
"Good job."
Roddy raised his shortbow, then immediately raised the reins, and shouted at the comrades next to him, "Guys, it's started