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I don't know when, the unusual commotion in the royal capital gradually woke up the sleeping people.

Through the cracks in the closed doors and windows, the streets were full of soldiers with nervous and solemn expressions patrolling and enforcing martial law.

What happened in the royal capital?

Ordinary people may always be the last to know the truth.

Fear, fear, apprehension.

Perhaps instinctively sensing the danger, they would rather huddle in their dark room and shiver and avoid prayer than take the foolish risk of finding out the truth.

This is a normal universal psychology.

They are just ordinary people, they have no power, they have no rights, and under the seemingly prosperous and peaceful surface, in fact they are just domestic animals to be slaughtered.

Better than natural disasters.

Volance, who had participated in the fight against the Osassu barbarians, naturally understood this truth, and he wanted the throne, not chaos and killing.

Therefore, he relied on his wings of loyalty to send his subordinates to deploy martial law throughout the royal capital, and spread countless rumors that Sasso was trying to collude with the Flying Feather Legion outside the city to kill his father and usurp the throne.

The more chaotic and turbulent it is, the easier it is to stimulate people's bad psychology of taking risks and taking advantage of the fire to rob.

And Volance simply strangled all the hidden dangers, and by the way, he also used rumors to buy people who did not know the truth by using rumors to put himself at the moral apex of justice.

Magnificent ancient royal capital city walls.

There were countless unsuspecting city guards here who nervously began to prepare a defensive measure, because they urgently summoned their superiors to tell them that the rebellion of the Flying Feather Legion in collusion with His Highness Sasso was about to attack the royal city to kill his father and usurp the throne.

Shocked, suspicious, confused.

Countless complicated feelings are intertwined in the hearts of every soldier, because Sasso is a household name in the kingdom of Adria, and no one could have imagined that he would do such a rebellious thing.

However, even if the facts are wrong, they must obey their duties as soldiers who protect the royal capital.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the dark and distant horizon on the horizon.

There, the truth of a qiē rumor is about to be revealed

……

The billowing smoke and dust were filled, as vast as a dragon, and countless cold and cold lights shone under the banner in the sky, feeling the earth as if it was being shaken by the cracking waves, and the surging majestic slaughter was directly attacking.

The Flying Feather Legion led by Kinsloan has finally appeared.

Good news, or bad news.

Ineffable.

The ballista was aimed, the bowstring was tight, and Sen Han's killing intent suddenly solidified the whole picture.

"Looks like something is wrong."

The snow-white horses under the seat of Flamengol stared at the city in the distance and couldn't help but whisper.

"Dimar!"

Kinsloan didn't respond, but called out a name with a sinking face.

Hearing Kinslon's voice, Dimar's heart trembled, and he immediately drove his war horse to the other party's side and said respectfully: "Commander Kinslon, I don't know what the summons is going on?" ”

"I need you to give me an explanation."

Kinsloan waved his horsewhip and pointed ahead, coldly.

"I'm sorry, Lord, but I don't know the current situation." Dimar said with a restrained expression: "However, perhaps the person appointed by His Highness to contact Sasso will be able to find out when he returns." ”

"How long will we have to wait?"

Köinsnon said quietly.

"Before dawn."

Dimar gritted his teeth in response.

"Very well, I hope you don't let me down."

After saying that, Kinsloan casually waved his hand back and repulsed the other party, as if he had something to discuss with the flamengo beside him.

"Do you notice?"

"Of course." Flamingo nodded and said, "Two realm powerhouses, negligible high-ranking warriors." ”

"I didn't expect Volance to control the entire city defense, and also sent those people to be responsible for guarding together."

Könslon snorted coldly.

"Of course, if we don't have siege equipment, we can indeed forcibly open a way into the city if we rely on the strength of the powerhouses in the two fields, but Volance is not stupid, those people will only appear to prevent our interference."

Flamengo said indifferently.

"Wait—maybe a turnaround is coming."

The aura around Kinsloan froze, and he suddenly noticed the turning point that Flamengo was talking about.

It was a man who appeared quietly.

"Commander Kinslon, well."

Sensing that the person who was discovered did not continue to hide his figure, he knew that in the face of a strong person in a field, there was nowhere to hide, so it was better to simply show up generously.

"Who are you?"

Kinsloan asked expressionlessly.

"In Lower Elvis, the current allegiance to His Royal Highness the Grand Prince Sasso."

The man replied respectfully.

"You're the contact person Dimar is talking about?"

Kinsloan thought for a moment and said.

"Yes."

The middle-aged swordsman said honestly.

"Elvis, you're back."

Dimar, who was aware of the movement ahead, couldn't help his mood and hurried over.

"Elvis, what's going on in the royal capital?"

In the face of Dimar's impatient inquiry, Elvis cautiously peeked at Kinsloan and the suffocating strange man beside him, found them and stopped them, and said: "I just got the news from the eldest prince that His Royal Highness Vorance has completed all the control of the city defense and security soldiers in the royal capital, and we have no power to interfere at all, and we ......"

"And what?" Dimar said agitatedly.

"Volance has spread countless rumors that His Highness Sassou colluded with the Flying Feather Legion to kill his father and usurp the throne, and now we have become a real rebel in the eyes of the people of the royal capital!"

Speaking of this, Elvis said angrily.

"What?" Dimar felt his whole body drained and said, "Are we really finished?" ”

"Nope! We still have one last chance of life. ”

Elvis said with a heavy expression.

"His Highness Sasso has decided to organize the Dead to secretly assassinate Volance!"

"Assassination?"

Suddenly, Kinsloan seemed to feel an important opening.

"Yes, this is exactly what I am going to convey to the Archon, His Highness Sasso."

Elvis lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"Tell me about your plans."

Könslën Road.

"According to the information we have gathered, in order to prevent the loss of the most important royal capital, His Royal Highness Volance has dispatched most of the forces around him to the city wall of the royal capital to assist in the defense, and now His Royal Highness Volance only has a few guards left around him, at this time, only the commander is responsible for leading the Flying Feather Legion to contain and delay the men and horses on the city wall, and the assassination team we organized will complete the final assassination in one fell swoop through the secret route in front of the palace."

Elvis said slowly.

"It seems simple."

The corners of Kinsloan's mouth curled into a hint of disdain.

"Lord Commander, this is our last hope, rather than sit back and wait, it is better to fight to the death."

Elvis was resentful.

"I appreciate your plan, but what if I don't agree with your plan?"

Kinsloan said coldly.

"The dead won't be yours, Lord Commander, please give me a reason to object."

Elvis said in a deep voice.

After a long silence, Kinsloan said, "You may all die. ”

"We are not afraid of death."

Elvis said resolutely.

"But what if anyone is afraid?"

"Who is afraid?"

"I'm afraid."

After Kinsloan finished speaking, Elvis and Dimar on the side suddenly showed shocked looks.

"Why are you afraid, Lord Commander?"

Eventually, Elvis plucked up the courage to ask.

"Are you afraid of death? Let's be honest. ”

Kinsloan asked rhetorically without answering.

"I'm afraid."

"Then why did you participate in this near-mortal assassination?"

"Because—"

Elvis glanced at Dimar, who was bowing his head beside him, and said, "Because this may be the only chance we have to repay His Highness Sasso's kindness." ”

"I see."

Kinsloan nodded.

Now he finally understands why.

"Kinsloan, let them go."

At this time, Flamengo, who had been silent, shook his head and said.

"You should know that there is no other way now, maybe you are still hesitating."

"What am I hesitating about?"

Kinsloan frowned at Flamingo.

"Loyalty."

The simple answer, as if magical, caused Kônsloan to shift his gaze, and his dark eyes looked in the direction of the distant royal capital for a long time.

The moment his guess was verified, he was confused.

Lost in the fortified castle built by the so-called loyalty.

He dedicated his life to the king, to this kingdom.

But what did he get in the end?

He got deceived.

He was taken advantage of.

All along, he was just a puppet of fate in the hands of others.

The so-called loyalty is nothing but foolish faith.

Now this "faith" began to shake and collapse......

What he was doing now was nothing more than an action numb by the predetermined trajectory of fate.

Because he didn't know what else he could do.

Give up?

No, he can't give up.

If he gives up, the meaning of his life will be completely gone.

"I agree with your assassination plan, and I will help you hold off the enemies on the walls that you cannot defeat."

Kinsloan glanced at the yellow sword-patterned banner fluttering beside him.

"The outcome of life and death is up to you."

The last sentence inexplicably, Elvis and Dimar didn't pay too much attention, they only knew that the other party agreed.

Leaving Kinsloan and Flamengo, Dimar and Elvis quickly began gathering their men for detailed deliberations.

But before that, Elvester was interested in finding Xia Lan.

"Lord Elvis, what do you command?"

In the face of this middle-aged swordsman whose strength far surpassed his own, Xia Lan still maintained a hypocritical and respectful attitude.

"I guess you heard our plan just now, what is your decision?"

Elvis said calmly as he stared into the eyes of the young swordsman in front of him.

"You have to think about it clearly, this assassination is likely to kill everyone because of it, and you have a reason to choose to give up."

"My lord, I will participate in this assassination attempt."

Xia Lan's answer was quick, faster than Elvis could have done.

"Why?"

Elvis asked, he didn't believe that the young swordsman in front of him didn't know the consequences of the assassination, was he really not afraid of death?

Or is he genuinely loyal to His Highness Sasso? No way! He subconsciously ignored this guess.

"Because I don't have a choice, do I?"

"You're smart."

Hearing his answer, Elvis' hand that was about to reach for the long sword at his waist also slapped the other party's shoulder.

"Wish I could see the day you live."

"The same goes for you."