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The cold blade pierced into the skin, and for a brief moment, a sharp pain followed.

Tirrant's eyes widened, and he reached out to grab the killer in front of him, but the other party did not give him this chance.

The blade left his body, and the moment he pulled it out, blood flew and splattered, and the injured abdomen was painful again, and it was a kick that Gusedz suddenly kicked out.

That force, fast and powerful.

Caught off guard, Tirrant's body staggered backwards until he fell to the ground.

The students of the Blood Banner Society came back to their senses, some of them drew their swords, others eagerly stepped forward to support their leader.

"Hahaha......"

Gusedz pointed the short blade in his hand forward, the blade dripping bright red, and he raised his noble head to look at the angry academy students, his eyes contemptuous.

"By the will of His Majesty the King, the first evil of the riot has been eliminated, and all accomplices who surrender can be punished if they disarm and surrender, and if they resist to the end, everyone will be executed for treason!"

His high-pitched voice quickly resounded through the crowd, and the last sentence of the treasonous threat made the sword in their hands hesitate.

Hesitant faces, confused faces.

They are students, they are in the prime of their youth to pursue their dreams, and they are only working hard to save the country.

Treason -

Are we doing something wrong? Are all our efforts in vain?

Is it?

"Don't be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives, please think carefully, are you acting right?"

Gusedz sneered inwardly, but his words continued to disintegrate their minds and wills.

"You are the future of this country tomorrow, you have a bright future, are you willing to give up your future because of this matter, and let down all the family and friends who expect you?"

"If your purpose is to save the country, what can this stupid thing bring you? You will not succeed, because His Majesty the King will not let you succeed! ”

"You will only taste pain and regret in your failures, because you have lost yourself, you have lost your family and friends, and you have lost your future."

"Put down the sword in your hand, and go to the wrong path of no return because of the selfishness of others, and ruin yourself because of the selfishness of others, are you willing?"

The silence of the crowd, the questioning of Gusedz echoed in everyone's heart, they calmed down, they questioned themselves.

The ideals and beliefs that have been gathered seem to have been filled with cracks and have begun to crumble.

"Nope! There are no mistakes in our path! ”

Suddenly, a shout stopped all cracking.

Tirrant, who was helped up by the members, sneered, the palm of the hand covering his abdomen was dyed red, he raised his head, his eyes were fixed on Gusedz, and his eyes exuded an unstoppable determination.

He shook off the arm that the member was holding onto, lost his support, and his body trembled, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and thrust it into the ground in front of him, the wound in his abdomen was pulled again, and the pain stimulated his consciousness like a sober medicine.

Breathing becomes weak and vision becomes blurred.

In his ears, it was as if he heard the voices of all the people.

It was a hesitant and contradictory vacillation.

He began to laugh, reluctantly, wildly.

He turned to his members, to the crowd, and he looked at everyone.

"You are not treasonous, you have done nothing wrong, you are not guilty!"

"It is not the king who can judge us, it is not this country that can judge us, and only history can judge us!"

"History will remember today, remember all of us!"

"Before the fall of the kingdom, there was a group of people who tried to save the country, they knew their future, but they still did not hesitate, even if they failed, they would wake up the country's sleep!"

"Because, no one loves this country more than us, no one wants to save this country more than us, and no one can stop the faith and ideals in our hearts!"

With his body shaking, he struggled to pull out the blade of his sword towards the sky, and Tirrant let out a deafening cry.

"Remorse and pain are reserved for the cowardly, and we who are willing to become pioneers will not fail, because! We will let our will spread in everyone's heart! ”

"Numbness and silence fill the world, and we cry out! Only we raise our swords! Only us, rise up and fight! ”

Different voices affect different moods, ups and downs.

"A piece of nonsense!"

Behind Tirrant, Gusedz burst out laughing.

"Tirrant, who do you think you are? This country doesn't need you to change, the only thing this country can save is His Majesty the King, and you are just a bunch of ignorant and stupid idiots! ”

"Blessa Gusedz!"

Tillant turned around, his face grim at his actions.

"You're not qualified to judge us yet! In my mind, you're just a mad dog howling in front of the throne! ”

"Haha-"

Gusedz Yin laughed calmly, licking the blood-stained blade in his hand.

"If I'm a dog, what about you? It's just a bunch of people who don't know what to call a checkmate! ”

"Dead people?"

Tirrant's blade pointed at his head and said coldly, word by word, "Then you became a dead dog before us dead people!" ”

"Waldorf! Kill him! ”

As soon as the words fell, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of Tirrant, mysterious and weird.

Before Gusedz could react, the feeling of suffocation welled up in his heart, as his neck was being clenched tightly by the black-robed man's strong, powerful palm.

His face was shocked and shocked, as if he couldn't believe the black-robed man's move.

"I'm sorry, you're going to die."

A hoarse and low voice slowly came out of the black robe, and the threat of death instantly cleared Gessez's mind, and the short blade in his hand stabbed the opponent's head without hesitation.

"Bell-"

The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, it was the short blade in Gusedz's hand.

Gusedz cried out in pain, the sharp pain in his wrist that he couldn't suppress, he couldn't see his hand clearly, and before he could even react, his wrist released the palm of his knife hand like a lightning strike.

Breathing became more difficult and the suffocation became more intense.

His eyes widened and his mouth widened.

Suddenly, his neck loosened, and the powerful palm that was clenched on it disappeared, and Gusedz, who fell to his knees, gasped heavily, as if to make up for the lost breath.

"Who are you?"

The black-robed man looked at the person in front of him, and his deep voice was full of confusion.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can't let you kill him."

The voice was calm, as if it were speaking of an ordinary matter.

"What if I have to kill?" The black-robed man snorted softly.

"Well, if you can kill me first."

The person who spoke was none other than the ordinary coachman who drove the royal carriage.

"The power of the royal family is really everywhere, I didn't expect a little groom to have such strength." The black-robed man sneered.

"There is no high or low level in our duties, only different division of labor." The groom said flatly.

"A dog needs your help too?" The black robe is humane.

"He is a good dog for Majesty, and Majesty loves dogs, so I can only protect good dogs." Mafu said.

"You-"

Said by such a lowly person, Gassez couldn't help but angrily pointed at Ma Fu Zhengyu and opened his mouth to reprimand, who knew that there was a pain in the back of his neck, and the whole person also lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

The groom shook his head, as if sighing.

"Haha, it seems that this duty is not as good as you think." Seeing the groom's move to stun Gusedz, the black-robed man laughed.

"When you get bitten by a dog, you have to do something." The groom said unconcernedly.

"Got stepped on by a dog and didn't do anything?" The black-robed man said disdainfully.

The groom knew what he was talking about, but he was indifferent and said, "I'm just doing my job." ”

Does it make people ignore their own save? The black-robed man thought in his heart that it was really unusual to be able to use it as a pawn that the king had secretly laid out, and he didn't even notice any difference in him when he didn't make a move.

Until his shot, the lightning and speed were no less than his.

"Questions?"

Sensing the surprise, Tirrant staggered over to the black-robed man and asked softly.

"If you want to kill them, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time." The black-robed man said seriously.

Tirrant gasped, his face turned pale, and he sighed, he looked at the groom who stopped the accident and said, "What is your name?" ”

"Benio."

"Mr. Benio, tell His Majesty the King if it is worth it to give up the whole kingdom for the sake of the throne? Which is more important, personal hope and the future of the kingdom...... Take him with you and let's go. ”

After speaking, Tirrant's eyes closed, his strength seemed to be exhausted and he swayed, and the black-robed man beside him hurriedly reached out to support his body.

"Hurry up and have someone bandage his wounds!"

Seeing that several members of the Blood Banner Association were concerned and eagerly took over his body, the black-robed man said in a low voice.

He can't die yet, he still has his own mission to complete.

Mav-Benio grabbed the back of Gusez's shirt and turned slowly towards the carriage, and many of the indignant members of the association rushed forward to surround him, unable to let Tirrant's assassin leave.

Even if Tirrant finally let it go.

"Let them go!"

Looking at the actions of those students, the black-robed man said loudly.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you, but are you willing to accept a senseless death? I don't think Tirrant will accept it when he comes back to life, so stop doing anything that makes him sad. ”

When the students heard the words of the black-robed man, they looked at each other, the sword in their hands slowly fell, and their footsteps slowly retreated.

They didn't know who the black-robed man was, but what they knew was that the other party had been of great help to them in this turmoil.

The sword in his hand, the control of the academy guards......

"Hopefully we won't see each other again."

Looking at the back of the groom, the black-robed man murmured coldly.

Throwing Gusedz's body into the carriage at random, Benio began to steer the carriage around, and glanced at the crowd with a faint look on his nonchalant face.

The wheels rolled, and the carriage gradually moved away towards an unknown ending.

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Sanjiang said that the number of places was limited, and the result was transferred to the potential list to see what the expected result would be next week.