Chapter 2132: scam

Trim stared at the mutant snow monster that suddenly became very strange. Although there were no flaws for the time being, he was sure that the real "crow" was by no means so powerful. Who was this monster?
"Your disguise is perfect, but you and I know in my heart that you are definitely not a real'crow'!" Trim's cold gray-blue eyes fixed on the mutant snow monster, "Truly confess your identity. Your last chance to survive, otherwise don’t blame me for taking your own life!"
Qiao An met the gaze of the lord of Winterhold, not only fearless in his heart, but eager to try.
In fact, as soon as he entered this castle, he received the induction from "Tears of God" and learned that the castle owner Trim was a rank 7 mythical creature.
From that moment on, Qiao Ann became more "interested" in Trim than his adopted son.
It didn't make much sense to sling Vignier.
If Trim could provoke Trim to a duel with him, take the opportunity to slaughter the old demon, and completely disintegrate the evil force of Winterhold, and by the way, he can complete the trial of the 7th myth. Wouldn't it be good for three birds with one stone?
However, Qiao An himself is not good at provoking opponents. What's more, in the form of the mutant snow monster, his personal settings are not fluent in speech at all, but yelling "Moge" at Trim is lacking in provocative power.
After a second thought, Qiao An thought of Hakon, and winked at the "mouth cannon master", signaled him to increase his taunting firepower, and angered Trim to win a round for his adopted son.
It is a pity that Hakon seems to have misunderstood his intentions, and the direction of his force is slightly off...
"Can't Winter Castle afford to lose? If my son can't beat him, he will be replaced by Laozi in the wheel fight. It's really a family!"
Hakon cast a "rest assured" look at Qiao Ann, and then sneered at Trim: "Even if you beat Crow, you won't be able to change the fact that Vigenir was defeated by Crow in public. I'm very curious. Could it be that you, the father, will replace the son and marry my sister?"
Qiao An secretly cursed "fuck" in his heart!
Hakang, hakang, it's rare for you to play super-level throughout the game, don't lose the chain at the critical moment!
You have said so, Trim is embarrassed to end up personally if he takes even the slightest face into consideration, then I have no excuse to kill this old guy!
Sure enough, Trim is a tyrannical one after all, and he can't ignore the eyes of the onlookers. He is clearly half-dead by Hakon and the Crow, so he still has to save his face. It is inconvenient to deal with the Crow himself, and he fell into anger.
When the two sides were in a stalemate, there was a sudden burst of laughter outside the hall door.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the room opened, and four weirdly dressed characters rushed in grandiosely.
Among the three figures, Qiao Ann is no stranger to them. They are the "Snake Hand" Shaman, "Nine Trolls" Scala and "Tearer" Culkin, the red robe headed by the four. The young man looked a little stunned, but from his manners, it was not difficult to guess that this person was extraordinary in strength, and his status in the "Conquest Order" was higher than that of "Snake Hand" Sharman.
"Yo? It's very lively!" The young man in red looked around the wedding banquet hall, with a hint of ridicule in his lazy smile.
"Master Trim, it’s not enough for you to do this! On the one hand, you work closely with our Order of Conquest, and on the other hand you celebrate with great fanfare, marrying the Walsunge family in Shizhu Town, the enemy of our Order. It’s not what we saw with our own eyes today, I can’t believe you are stepping on two boats!"
"There is no reason to take advantage of everything, Master Trim, you must give us an explanation today, conquering the Order and Stone Pillar Town, which side do you choose to stand in Winter Fort?"
Trim stroked his beard, groaning, and his eyes flickering, suggesting that he was weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and he could not make up his mind for a while.
The guests couldn't help but the host did not speak.
Elder Sigmund and Walsonge brothers and sisters recognized at a glance that the group of cultists who had just broken into the wedding hall were all allies of Baron Laval, and the red-robed man at the head was the culprit "arsonist" who destroyed River Valley Town. Elson, the unshakable enemy of the Wallsung family!
"Master Trim, why do these cultists appear in your castle? Is it true that, as the arsonist said, Winterhold has formed an alliance with Stone Pillar Town on the surface, but in private is colluding with the conquest of the Order?!"
Facing the elder Chigmeng asked with a stern voice, Trim trembled and barely forced a smile.
"Elder, please don't get me wrong. Our Winter Fort has a wide range of friends, and we are all guests, so it's not easy to neglect."
"Since you and Mr. Elson are here, there happens to be something to discuss with your two families. It's better to look at my face. How about Shizhu Town and the Conquering Cult for abandoning their suspicions and forming allies?"
Elder Sigmund was taken aback for a moment, and tentatively asked Trim: "Are you trying to bring the Conquering Order into the'Liberator League' we are preparing to build? Is this possible?"
"Old fool, what are you thinking about? Of course it's impossible!" Elson laughed.
Trim gave Elson a helpless look, and then Elder Zigmond said: "You have misunderstood what I mean, elder, I want to persuade you to give up fighting against the colonial government of Midgard, put aside hatred, and value peace. Well!"
"Shut up!" Elder Sigmund stood up against the crime, his white beard trembling with anger: "Trim! You have known the enmity between the Walsung family and the colonial government for a long time, but you still said this kind of thing without embarrassment. What intent!"
Facing his harsh accusations, the lord of Winterhold seemed to finally make up his mind, holding the table with his hands, and slowly standing up, his smile narrowed, his face gloomy.
"I wanted to be a peace messenger, but it's a pity that you don't give me face, so I can't blame it."
Before he could say anything, Trim suddenly grabbed a crystal wine glass and threw it to the ground.
Snapped!
The crisp sound of breaking echoed in the hall, and the heartstrings of everyone present trembled.
After just a few seconds, a large group of heavily armed Frost Giant guards broke in with murderous aura, locked the door, pulled out their swords, and surrounded the guest.
Trim turned to look at the four "Conquest Order" and said in a deep voice, "This is my choice. Are you satisfied?"
"It's really a great show! Simply neat, you deserve to be Lord Trim who dominates Tusk Mountain!" Elson applauded and laughed.
"The next finishing work, I have to ask you to do your best." Trim glanced at the people of the Wallsung family coldly, "Mr. Elson, burn them all!"
"No problem! You know, this is what I do best."
A twisted grin appeared on the handsome face of "Pyromaniac".