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Under the starlight, on the ground, dark shadows moved rapidly, and about 100 people in heavy armor were gathering towards the stone-covered atrium. At the head of the procession, there was a man dressed in unusual armor with gold and steel, who was none other than the city lord Hordir. Words, deeds, appearance, and clothing are too groomed by a big man.

Hordir was convinced that Dalong and his gang would fall asleep under the effects of the drug. Soon after, Hordir led a group of soldiers to the door of Arslan's dormitory, knocked on the wooden door, and called out to the prince.

"What's the matter? Hodir. ”

The prince who answered the door was not wearing a dressing gown, and Hordir was surprised, but immediately covered it up.

"I want to remove Daron and Narzas for Your Highness, they are around Your Highness, and they will endanger Your Highness, and I beg Your Highness to fulfill it."

"They are by my side, and they are faithful to me, so why should they be removed?"

"These people are all traitors, and they will endanger His Highness and our country in the future, it is very clear."

"Nonsense!"

Hodir, who had been rebuked by the prince, spoke louder than before.

"I'm completely thinking about Your Highness. Have you ever thought that Narzath was resourceful, but why did he displease King Andrakolas? It was entirely his radical idea of abolishing slavery, confiscating the temple's assets, and applying the same laws to the nobility and commoners, thus endangering the lifeblood of Pars. Even if the Rusidanian army is driven out, the country will eventually be doomed if the people of Narsath are in charge. Maybe he doesn't know the importance and thinks something wrong, right? ”

Talking like a long series of cannons, it almost suffocated the prince.

"Narzas didn't ask for anything. It's just that I gave him a small official position based on my personal intentions. ”

Arslan's displeasure grew rapidly. Why does Hordir belittle others so much? And only based on the self-righteous idea that "maybe it will happen in the future."

"Hodier, if you want to show your ambitions, when I ascend the throne, I will promote you as the prime minister. So, can you work with Daron and Narzath to help me? ”

"It's a pity that there is no way."

Hodir shouted. Then, there was a long series of bombardments.

"Daron and Narzas are old acquaintances, and their political ideas may be the same. And what the four of Francis, Chif, Regulus, and the four of them had in mind were really elusive and could not be trusted and reused. In the end, these 'pillars', who could not support themselves under the wing of King Andrakolas, had to use the prince instead. In any case, I beg the prince to stay away from them and leave the heavy responsibility of protecting His Highness to me......"

Arslan raised his hand, and only then did he interrupt Hordir's tirade.

"If everything is as you say, then I have to give up Narzath and Daron?"

"That's exactly what it is."

"I don't understand what you're thinking now?"

Arslan almost screamed.

"Now if I choose you instead of Daron and Narzas, can you be sure that I will not abandon you in the future?"

Hearing this, Hodier was very surprised and speechless.

"Thou hast uttered a bunch of bad things about Narzas. Narzas had let me stay overnight, and had never calculated against me. ”

Hodir felt Arslan's extreme anger and contempt, and his expression became sinister.

"Thank you for your kind hospitality tonight. However, I no longer see you as a fellow traveler. ”

Leaving these words, Arslan turned his back to the city lord who had spoken a lot, and walked briskly down the stone hallway, shouting the names of his subordinates.

"Dalong! Narzas! Regulus! Ah Chen! Chief! Francis! Jellam! Hurry up, let's get out of here now! ”

The seven people who burst open the door and appeared in the veranda were all like princes, neatly dressed and ready to be called at any time. The black armor on Da Long's body glittered in the light of the torch.

"The ministers are here on standby, just waiting for His Highness's instructions, and we will prepare horses immediately. This is not a place to stay. ”

"Plus there are no beautiful women." Chifu said happily.

Eight people stepped out of the courtroom, equipped with saddles, and when they reached the atrium paved with stones, they dragged the luxurious and bulky armor, and the staggered and embarrassed Hodir approached quickly.

"Please stay, Your Highness, please stay. These people pretend to be loyal and righteous people, and they are planning to lead His Highness astray, and they are unforgivable villains. ”

"Yourself, I'm afraid? Hodir. If you don't succeed in using His Highness Arslan as a puppet, don't blame others! The black knight faced the comer, his eyes blazing.

Hodir was annoyed and angry, his hands and feet trembled, and his expression changed, which proved that Dalong's instructions were correct. Hodier suppressed his emotions and reluctantly showed a stiff smile and said, "It will attract your superfluous suspicions, it is my personal lack of virtue, and I will not be reluctant." Your Highness, how about leaving at least the horseshoe of your mount as a reward for my men? ”

With that, the city lord made a gesture. The two soldiers walked briskly to Arslan's mount.

Bleeding happens in the next moment.

a soldier, sliced in the throat by Kif's sword; Another soldier, with an ear cut off by Francis's sword.

"Eh~ Are you crazy about power? Even a slave can see that you have a bad agenda. The corners of Regulus's mouth curled slightly.

"You!"

At this time, Hodir had no intention of concealing the plot to capture the prince. Suddenly, dozens of swords flew around the prince, and the sonorous sound was endless.

"For your own sake, let us go, Hodir."

Daron's sword glittered in the starlight, terrifying Hordir's subordinates.

The prestige of "a warrior of warriors", they have long seen and heard. Three years ago, it was Dalong who cut down the most courageous warrior in the mainland highway - the royal brother of Tran, who was immediately slashed from his horse.

"Archer!!"

For Hotir's shouting, he only responded to a burst of embarrassment. The bow of the archery team, which has long been destroyed and cannot be used.

"Well done, Jeram."

Praised by his master, the little boy smiled happily. It turned out that Jelam was entrusted by Narsaas to infiltrate the base camp of the Hodir archery team and cut off all the bowstrings.

Hodir only had hot air on his face. He looked at Narzath with hatred and cried out, "You, you cunning fox! ”

"There, less than a tenth of yours." Narsas's words were not humble, but sarcastic.

"I say, great lord of Cashe, although our men are small, we have both bows and arrows and archers. If you are as wise as you, I think it will open the gates of the city and send us out, right? ”

Hordir glared at Chiv and Frangiss with bloodshot eyes. The two of them mounted their bows and arrows and sat on their horses, facing Hordir's chest.

Even if Hodir had escaped this fate, the swift sword of Daron or Narzath would still be with him.

Although Hodir was not reconciled, he could only order the guards to open the city gate, but at this time, the torch in the atrium was suddenly extinguished.

"Take down the prince!"

In an instant, the sound of killing rang out, and the soldiers surrounded Arslan and his group. Apparently, Hodir's men wanted to help the lord achieve his ambitions. Things evolved beyond the expectations of Arslan and others, and at the same time, it was also unexpected by Hodir. However, in the darkness and chaos, it was in Arslan's favor.

Daron's sword flew in mid-air, stained with blood. The soldiers who surrounded Hodir fell one by one, like clay figures made of clay.

Amid the screams of rage, screams, and sword strikes, seeing the soldiers retreating one after another, and feeling the swiftness of the sword, Hodir began to flee. In order to find a safe place, he climbed to the castle tower with a rolling belt. When he looked back, he happened to bump into the person he didn't want to see the least, Da Long's fast sword, and he was pressing in front of him.

Khodir Khan rained down, and hurriedly turned around and drew his sword to fight back against the black knight.

When he died, he still didn't want to beg for mercy, but he was a prince who valued his reputation. However, after all, courage and martial arts are not synonymous.

Hodier struck hard, and Dalong blocked it back without even changing his stance.

"Go before the Angel of Judgment and bow down and confess your sins!"

With a burst of wind, Daron's sword swung and shaved off Hotir's head. The lord of the city, who failed to become the "Prime Minister of Arslan", fell silently under the city walls.

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