"Why?"

"Why did you betray me?!"

Gurdjieff walked briskly into the room, his left hand resting on the heavy sword at his waist.

"Rub~!"

Pulling out the heavy sword, the blade pointed at the Earl Jacobby in front of him, and Gurdjieff asked excitedly: "Say! Why did you betray me!"

"I ...... I ......"

Jacobby was overwhelmed by this sudden questioning, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the blade of the sword pointing at him, as well as the murderous aura on Gerjieff's body, the righteousness he had just had on Natia turned into a look of fear and endless apprehension at this moment.

"Die!"

The heavy sword in Gejieff's hand emitted a white light and shot out a sword aura.

Jacobby hurriedly dodged, but with only the strength of an intermediate swordsman, he was able to dodge a deadly attack, and only let out a miserable scream, but his right arm was cut off by the sword qi, and blood surged like a pillar.

"Ahh

Jacobby, with a broken right arm, was lying on the ground and rolling back and forth.

"Bang!"

As soon as Gurdjieff stepped on him, he raised his sword and slashed downward.

Jacobby shouted and explained, "Brother Gurdjieff, I didn't betray you, I didn't betray you!"

He said to Natia in the corner not far away: "It was that woman's fault, it was that woman who seduced me, it was she who took the initiative to tempt me, and you went to the west to fight, and it was also this woman who framed you...... She's all the fault!"

"Brother Gerjief, I really didn't betray you!"

In order to survive, Count Jacobby threw all the pots on Natia's body.

"Poof!"

Instead, Gurdjieff slashed down with a sword, cutting off his head.

Jacobby's head rolled twice on the floor, and with an unwilling look in his eyes, rolled to Natia's feet.

Natia glanced down, she didn't seem to be touched much by Jacobby's death, but her body was trembling all the time, and she couldn't stop crying.

A bloody blade came to her eyes.

"It's your turn. ”

A question came from his ear: "Answer me, Natia, why did you betray me?"

"Why?!"

Gurdjieff accentuated.

Natia's body shook, and she didn't answer for a long time.

Gurdjieff shook his head and raised his sword aloft.

"Don't!"

"Don't kill Mom!"

A childish voice came from behind him.

But Sophia and Nicola, who had just fallen asleep, were woken up by the noise and got out of bed.

Among them, 8-year-old Nicola had water in her eyes, and said with a pleading face: "Dad, please don't kill Mom." ”

Gurdjieff turned his head!

"No, no, no!"

Natia suddenly became extremely excited: "Sophia, Nicola, you go back to sleep, don't wake up, don't wake up!"

Gurdjieff turned and walked towards them.

"No!"

Natia desperately grabbed him: "Don't hurt them! Please, Gurdjieff, they are all children, they are not wrong, they are innocent!"

Natia hugged him with both hands: "Gejieff, kill me, you kill me, please let them go!"

Gurdjieff shook his head.

The steps are taken firmly.

"They are all sins, they are all evil fruits, they should not be born, they all have to die!"

"Don't!"

Natia exerted all her strength and shouted to her two daughters, "Sophia, Nicola, run, run!

"Mom!Mom~!"

But the two girls just cried and did not obey and ran away at all.

"Boom~"

A fighting spirit poured out of Gurdjieff's body, and under the huge force, Natia flew backwards backwards, and when she landed, her muscles and bones were broken, and her seven orifices were bleeding, and she couldn't see it.

Gergef, who was holding a heavy sword, walked up to the two girls and raised his sword high.

"Wow wow wow~" 10-year-old Sophia Wow Wow cried.

"Daddy, don't kill me. Eight-year-old Nicola's eyes were full of desire to survive.

Gurdjieff closed his eyes.

The heavy sword slashed down.

Warm blood splattered on his face.

Turning around and walking out of the room, like a walking corpse, he walked to the hall on the first floor.

A priest in a white robe with a kind face had been waiting for him for a long time.

His name was Priest Winston...... He is also an old friend of Gurdjieff for many years, as a white-robed holy mage (equivalent to a high-level magician) of the Holy See, he has given Gurdjief dozens of free treatments and saved Gurdjief's life many times.

It was Priest Winston who told him all the truth.

Through Winston, Gerjeff learned all the causes and consequences.

Coupled with Winston's status in the Kingdom of Cardon, the news he learned must be much more credible than Zhou Ming's flawed scam.

Not bad!

Gurdjieff is not an idiot,

He had identified some problems a long time ago.

But he didn't want to go too deep, he was a hero, a hero that everyone admired, admired and imitated, and he wanted to maintain his image.

He buried his head in the sand and chose to hypnotize himself.

Even though he found his two daughters in many similarities with Earl Jacobby, he was hypnotizing himself.

It wasn't until the moment he was defeated and put in a cage by a slave trader that Gergeff, who had lost everything, figured everything out.

That is, from that day on, he knew why he ended up like that?

Treachery!

Shameful betrayal!

The betrayal of his loved ones the most!

In fact, since that day, he has changed completely.

Fortunately, the heavens gave him another chance to return to his homeland of the kingdom of Kadon.

Last night, when he found Priest Winston and learned the truth, it was even more cruel than he had imagined, but ...... He didn't break down.

After killing those people, now he is only slightly lost, and after closing his eyes, the begging eyes in his head that keep playing...... Let him experience the relaxation after less than half of revenge.

Moreover, he still has a task.

Priest Winston spoke, "My child, in fact, from the very beginning, I knew that you were destined for the God of Light, and that sooner or later you would take refuge in His arms. ”

"You are upright, kind, courageous, humble, resolute, loyal...... You have all the qualities of the best paladins. ”

"As a commoner, if you can get this far, even the gods of light will admire and appreciate you. ”

But the selfishness, greed, and unscrupulousness of the nobility are corrupting the fabric of this kingdom. ”

"The wails of millions of people at the bottom are heard and angered by the merciful God of Light. ”

"This decaying and depraved kingdom needs to be purified. ”

"The light, the darkness that hangs over the land of this kingdom, needs to be dispelled by the Light. ”

"And you, Gurdjieff, you are the one whom God favors, and you are the 'chosen son' whom he has chosen. ”

"Take refuge in the arms of God! Gurjieff, help the most merciful God of Light to spread the Light to every corner of this kingdom. ”

After listening to the words of the priest.

"Me?"

Gurdjieff shook his head, pointed to the empty sleeve of his right arm, and said with a wry smile, "I'm just a cripple, I can't do anything that big." ”

"It's just an arm, that's no problem. ”

Priest Winston said, "The day you save this kingdom will be when the merciful God of Light will give you a new arm...... When the time comes, I believe that your faith in God will go deeper. ”

"This ......"

Gurdjieff still hesitated, because he promised Mr. Rylin to continue to follow him to the kingdom of Adude.

"Don't hesitate any longer, my child, think of the nobles who framed you, of the kings who failed your loyalty, of the people who are suffering...... Gordjieff, don't you know what you have to do?"

"Bang!"

Gurdjieff slammed his fist into a table.

Said fiercely: "Then I'll do it!"

……

Three days later.

The snow was heavier.

In the cathedral east of the royal capital, Golgjieff raised an army of rebels.

The core of the rebel army is composed of a group of retired soldiers and some active soldiers...... Most of them were Gurdjieff's former subordinates, numbering about 5,000 people.

There are still about 200,000 sturdy hungry people, and now that winter is in place, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the homes of these hungry people are basically without food.

If you have a little food, you can't survive this long winter.

What to do?

can only rebel and rob the granaries of the nobles' homes.

After hearing that the leader of the uprising was the beloved warrior Captain Gerdjieff, the hungry people who joined the uprising can be described as "enthusiastic".

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in three days.

Of course, it also aroused the vigilance of the defense forces of the royal capital, and the royal palace even ordered that if there were signs of riots there, the army would be dispatched immediately to suppress it.

Now there was an army of 5,000 men, heading straight for the cathedral.

The uprising had to be launched in advance.

"Kill all the nobles, swear not to be slaves!"

"Kill all the nobles, swear not to be slaves!"

"Kill all the nobles, swear not to be slaves!!"

Gurdjieff's slogan for the uprising was very brief, but it had the effect of incendiary making the entire nobles of Rumby City tremble in the tsunami-like roar!