The horn came from outside the door, so rapid and loud that it even drowned out the noise in the hall.

It wasn't an ordinary cordon, but the gates opened... Or a trumpet that only blows when it is breached.

Whether the gates had been opened, or whether the outer walls had fallen—after Master Haringvan Ashamai had said that, everyone in the hall had their own considerations.

"Listen to the voice, it's coming from the front door. Seth Braha suddenly woke up, and the voice of his own words sounded, and his face turned pale: "The person guarding the main gate at the moment seems to be Master Bello Varna......"

"Shut up!"

Eckert interrupted him violently, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, word by word: "The important thing now is not this, but to figure out what is going on!"

"There are 40,000 Boi troops outside the city, and 15,000 Byrne knights stationed - who is it that can pass through this heavy defense line without any hindrance and break into the heavily walled city of a thousand tents?!"

Suddenly, the hall was silent.

Laszló Varna's face was blue, and his uncertain eyes were filled with anger... The green tendon of the right hand that clenched the handle of the knife was exposed, and he trembled.

In the next second, his expression became dark and bitter... Although he was still angry, he was a little desperate.

Belo Varna, if memory serves, is already the last relative of the Grand Duke of Varna - without him, the Varna family has no direct blood relatives, and can only choose the successor of the Varna family from the side branches.

With a low sigh, Loren's expression became a little helpless.

I finally won the initiative, and immediately it was full of uncertainty... For an old man who is likely to have lost his only child, you can never imagine what he can do.

"Knock ——!"

Just then, the door was slammed open.

For a while, the heavy sound echoed in the hall for a long time, and it was endless.

For a moment, all eyes turned to the door, nervous with a hint of fear.

For a moment, their eyes widened......

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a vigorous figure appeared in everyone's field of vision, and stepped into the hall as if no one was around.

"Yo, it's so lively. ”

The crisp and clever words sounded, and the dead silence of the crowd showed surprise after seeing the comer.

"My lords, dukes, have you forgotten when you are eating and drinking, discussing this and that......"

The fierce voice, as well as the wolf-like eyes, made the face of the Grand Duke of Varna extremely invisible.

"Right now, you're killing you with those brutes... It's us!"

Following that pace, hundreds, blood-soaked silver-armored horsemen rushed in, occupying most of the hall in an instant, blocking the door to the ground!

"Answer me... My Lord Duke. ”

With her head tilted up proudly, her flaxen hair falling behind her head, she stood aggressively in front of the Duke of Varna, looking at each other:

"When you fled for your life like a dog, did you forget that the horseback people of our Great Popi Territory are still fighting bloody battles with the centaur barbarians?!"

"Salika Jonah. The old man stared at the girl in front of him in disbelief, ignoring even the tattered armor on her body:

"Why are you here, Belo ......"

"Don't worry, your precious grandson didn't have the guts to stop me, he's still alive and well. Salika snorted coldly and said very contemptuously:

"By the way, while you are eating and drinking, the garrison of the city defense has been taken over by me - and now it is our warriors of the Great Wave Territory who are guarding the Thousand Tents, my people!"

"Your people?"

Grand Duke Varna looked at her condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt: "This sentence is similar to your grandfather's—but even your grandfather, Anlo Jonah, would not dare to say such a thing in front of me." ”

"You... Not even more deserving of ——!"

"Unworthy?"

A sneer flashed on Salika's face, but the corners of her mouth were still a little desolate, and her cold gaze turned to the silver-armored rider beside her: "Tell this old thing, am I worthy?!"

The cautious guard took a step forward, raised his head and shouted, "Lord of the Great Bows, leader of the House of Jonah, Anlo Jonah, was killed in battle with the Centaur Red Flame Banner!"

"Before he died, Lord Anlo had inherited the lordship of the Great Bowie to Miss Salika Jonah - she is now the lord of the Horseback of the Great Bow!"

"What do you say——?!"

"Anlo Jonah, that man is actually dead?!"

"No, this is impossible, and if he is dead, doesn't that mean that the present Great Bowie Territory has completely fallen......

This sentence was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, and the Boi warriors, who were still stunned a moment ago, exclaimed in surprise and erupted into an uncontrollable noise.

Shocked, sluggish, angry, helpless, panicked, inexplicable...... Both.

"Thanks to you, I have finally inherited my grandfather's position and become the lord of the Great Bow. ”

Salika's voice became colder and colder, and her eyes exuded a real rage: "Thanks to you, the entire Great Wave is already a sea of corpses and blood, and there are not many living people!"

"Duke László Varna... These favors you have given to the house of Jonah, I, Sarika Jonah, swear to the Holy Cross that I will remember them and never forget them——!"

Words that come from the depths of the soul are chilling just to listen to.

The whole hall fell silent in an instant.

Looking at the angry Salika, Master Ashamai, who wanted to say something, stopped talking, but in the end he just shook his head and sighed heavily.

Laszló Varna frowned, a situation he had clearly not expected.

"Since you are already the lord of the Great Bowie, then you should obey my orders!" After only a moment of silence, the Grand Duke of Varna spoke decisively again:

"I am the Duke of Boe, your duke - as a vassal of Boe, it is your innate duty and mission to obey my orders!"

"Really?"

Salika stared at him viciously, and the words were undisguised threatening: "Then have you forgotten that if I slaughter you now, will I no longer have to obey your bullshit orders?"

"yes, I almost forgot - kill you, I'm the Grand Duke of Boi, and who else can threaten me to obey your bullshit orders?!"

The old man's face was cold, and a pair of cold eyes looked directly at the girl.

Salika was stunned, but she still stood up unconvinced, confronting the Grand Duke of Varna.

"Really?" The next second, Grand Duke Varna squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Then why am I still alive to stand in front of you?"

"The knife is in your hand - take it, come and kill me!"

The icy atmosphere drips into ice.

Salika's shoulders trembled incessantly, her teeth clenched, and her beautiful face became a little more distorted.

"Or... Anlo Jonah gave birth to a bluffing coward?"

The contemptuous old man snorted and turned away, disdainful of even looking at her more.

"Bell ——!"

The snow-bright blade carried a raging rage, and swept a silver light in mid-air!

"Bell ——!"

There was another stirring, and the moment the fire burst out, countless exclamations resounded in the hall.

Grand Duke Varna paused and looked back slowly, his cold eyes glancing at the sharp blade that was only inches from his neck, and the short sword that stopped it.

At this moment, the stunned Salika stared at Loren who stopped her, her eyes filled with anger as if it was enough to turn the black-haired wizard into a humanoid torch.

But Loren didn't turn his head back, and the "bright silver" in his hand stuck Salika's blade, so that she couldn't swing it, couldn't pull it out, and couldn't move.

"Although... I can't completely agree with Master Harlem van Ashamai, but one thing he said was right, Duke Varna. ”

Raising his head, the black-haired wizard with a flat gaze watched the old man's every move: "At such times, quarrels are the most meaningless thing - neither of us can get the other to act exactly what we want... Isn't it?"

"You mean?" the old man frowned slightly, not looking at the tip of the knife around his neck.

"Since you can't convince the other party, it's better to sit down and discuss a solution together. ”

After a pause, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Loren's mouth:

"By the three of us... Let's make a decision!"