Chapter Seventy-Six: The Invisible War (7)

"Irelia!" Mrs. Foster exclaimed, she hadn't expected Irelia to return. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Where did the wild girl come from, dare to talk to the young master like this? Looking for death! The guards behind Iverson took two steps forward and were ready to fight.

"Stop!" Iverson opened his mouth to stop the guard's movements, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect such a beauty to appear in this mountain village, arrest her for me!" Bring back to the castle! ”

"Yes, young master!" With a casual remark, Iverson's guards behind him stretched out their claws towards Irelia.

"Don't!" Irelia's mother, Mrs. Foster, screamed, and rushed out of the crowd, blocking Irelia's immediate path. At the same time, he begged for mercy: "Adult, let her go, she is only twelve years old, and she is still a child!" ”

Iverson pursed his lips and grinned.

"Kid? Hey, I haven't played this small yet? Don't worry, since your daughter was taken away by me, then I won't treat you badly, and your family's taxes can be exempted! ”

Hearing Iverson's indifferent words, Mrs. Foster's heart suddenly cooled in half. In the face of the fierce guards who are getting closer and closer, he can only protect Irelia and retreat step by step.

"Who are you! This is Tuscany, the domain of Lord Count Lambert, aren't you afraid of angering Lord Lambard by doing this! Don't look at Irelia's harsh words, but in fact, she has long been terrified in her heart, and now she is just pretending to be calm. Facing the powerful guards, she knew that there was no way to stop them with violence, so she could only pull the tiger skin of the nobles.

"Ahh The guards couldn't help but laugh when they heard Irelia's words, "Tell you, our young master is the son of Lord Earl Lambert, Sir Iverson-Lambard, and you are all our young master's private property!" If you don't listen, you know the consequences! ”

"You! You guys.....! Irelia stared at Iverson and the others, and the grievances and anger in her heart welled up in her heart, and finally turned into hot tears.

"Damn it!"

"Sauron! No! ”

At this moment, Iverson didn't know that in a firewood room about twenty meters away from them, four or five men were hiding. One of them was none other than Irelia's older brother, Sauron.

According to the rules of the noble conscription at this moment, the conscripted personnel cannot leave the team and return to their hometown without permission before the conscription order is lifted. If Sauron and the others were discovered, then what awaited him would be the death penalty.

Sauron and his companions were separated from the battlefield and abandoned the idea of returning to Fort Como, fleeing home instead. Therefore, when they saw Iverson and the others dressed as nobles, they hurriedly hid.

As a result, Iverson's brutality was far beyond their imagination. Originally, I thought that it was just to draw a tax and grab some supplies, but no one thought that Iverson and the others would not only beat up the village chief, but also wanted to attack Irelia.

"Will! Do you still have to endure it? Didn't you see how he beat your father? Sauron lowered his voice, but his anger could still be heard by those around him.

And the man named Will was the youngest son of the village chief who had just been whipped. At this moment, he looked a little ashamed when he heard Sauron's words, but he still insisted: "Sauron, I understand your thoughts, but they are nobles after all. We are just some commoners, what can we do against the nobles? Even if you stop them now, what about later? What do you rely on? Escape? What about the village? What about your family? ”

"Do you just watch these bastards wreak havoc in the village?" Sauron said angrily, pointing at Iverson and the black plume of smoke in the distance and said, "If we don't do anything today, can we really survive?" Will, they're cutting us off by doing this! Even if today passes, do you think it's better to go back tomorrow? I, Sauron, am not a shrunken turtle! ”

In fact, there is still one sentence in Sauron's heart, and it is also the most important sentence. After seeing the combat effectiveness of the Essian army, he had begun to wonder if the old-fashioned feudal army of the Kingdom of Rollin could really withstand the attack of the Essis. Even Essis's spies have penetrated deep into the kingdom of Lorraine, will Essis's army be far away?

Iverson sat in his seat, holding the scented leg of lamb in his hand, smiling as the guards approached Irelia step by step. With his father out of the realm, Iverson was finally able to truly enjoy the power of a lord. Before Count Frembert left, Iverson was always a little knight, not even a fief, and could only rely on his father's name to do small things that were not too excessive.

In the distance, Jackman was running towards Iverson with a heavy cloth bag in his hand. From the crisp sound of the sakile of the sakira, you can tell that it is full of coins. This is the real aristocratic life! Iverson screamed with excitement in his heart.

The guard smiled and approached Irelia step by step, although he didn't understand that the thin and small girl in front of him was better than those young women with plump buttocks, but this was what the young master liked, and he could only regard this as a special interest of the nobles.

Mrs. Foster stepped back with her hands around Irelia, and she looked desperately at the villagers, but they all turned their heads helplessly. They are just a group of old and weak women and children who have been left behind, where do they have the courage and ability to resist?

"Come with me!" The guard came up to the two and held out his hand to Irelia.

Irelia retreated in horror, but behind her was a hard wooden wall. There is no way back!

At this moment, Mrs. Foster grabbed the guard's hand, and then bit the guard's hand.

Ahh!!hhhhh

The guard screamed in pain, and then grabbed Mrs. Foster by the hair with his other hand and pulled back.

Mrs. Foster was in pain, but she didn't let go. As soon as the guards exerted their strength, they saw a piece of flesh being bitten directly by Mrs. Foster.

"Ellie, run!" Mrs. Foster grabbed the guard's hand and yelled at Irelia.

"Die!" The guard angrily grabbed Mrs. Foster's head and slammed it against the wooden wall. In an instant, bright red blood spread out like cherry blossoms in bloom. A few drops of blood splattered onto Irelia's face, leaving several bright red marks on her face. It seemed to be Mrs. Foster's last affection for her.

Irelia had already been scared silly, she didn't expect her mother, who was usually very gentle at home, to make such a move. She didn't expect that her mother, who was protecting her just now, would die in front of her all of a sudden. Droplets of blood began to slide down and turn into blood stains.

With a flick of the guard's hand, Mrs. Foster's body was as light as a feather, and it fell gently to the ground, without making a sound or disturbing anyone.

The villagers' heads were getting lower and lower, eager to bury themselves in their bodies. They did not dare to look at such a scene, not because they were afraid to see Mrs. Foster's death. Rather, they feared that the nobles would be angry with them. (To be continued.) )