Chapter Seventy-Nine: The So-Called Wind (I)
"Do you dare?" Under the giant helmet, Furstad's voice was extremely cold, "I am the personal guard under the command of the Marquis after all. What's more, can you do it? How many intact bones do you have in your right hand? β
"First, Chahu is already unable to protect himself, so it's better not to pin your life on him. Second, do you really think I can't do it? A first-class martial artist, don't have this vision. Hercules' hand moved a few inches deeper, and Furstad immediately let out a muffled grunt of pain, "Do you feel my deformed index and middle fingers?" It's easy for me to hook your gut. β
"Now, Furstad, tell me, who instructed you to strike at Maise on the Anemo review?"
"Nothing instructed, it was entirely my own decisionβuh!" Before he could finish speaking, Furstad felt Hercules' hand encircle a part of his bowels. It was as if a thousand needles had pierced his brain along a blood vessel, and every muscle in his body spasmed in pain, and Furstad took a hard breath to suppress the howl that almost tore his vocal cords. "I'll ask you again," Hercules was still half-kneeling on the ground, his head bowed, as if he was napping, but everyone could hear the impatience and murderous intent in his tone, "Who ordered you to attack Maryse in the Anemo review?" β
"Enough, Hercules!" King Vidis Huo Ran stood up, "The victory has been decided, you have already won!" β
"No, there is no score." Someone beside him said coldly, "They're all still standing." Go on. β
It was the Marquis of Sigimund, whose quiet mask had been completely destroyed by his anger, and the monstrous tendons of the python were coiled around his forehead, and the whites of his eyes were covered with fine bloodshots. Siggimond, standing in the council chamber at this moment, was no longer Fieldsway's most personable nobleman, but a ferocious beast from his injuries. "I also need an explanation from the Marquis of Airy on this matter."
"Explanation is no explanation." Marquis Airy said impatiently, "Wouldn't there be an accident on the Aeolian review?" Fuss. β
"I see." The Marquis of Sigimond smiled scornfully, but it was not a ceremonial gesture to ease the atmosphere, but only to convey the simplest of messages:
TMD old stuff gives a shameless face.
In the next second, the Marquis of Siggimond picked up the seat under him and swept towards the Marquis of Airy.
When the wood cracked on the Marquis of Airy's body, and the huge impact slammed him from his chair to the cold marble tiles of the council chamber, he had not yet reacted to what was happening, and only heard the irrepressible exclamation of the Fields and other lords, and the angry roar of King Vidis: "Sigimund, stop me!" "Then came the sharp pain of turning the river and the sea. Siggimond did not hold back at all, he was in the prime of life, all the functions of his body were at the peak of his life, a chair with only the back of the chair was picked up by him, and the Marquis of Airy was repeatedly tried to get up and was knocked down. Rugbjorrho yelled and tried to come up and hug Siggimond, but he turned around and kicked him to the ground, and Rugbjerg tried to get on again, but was knocked away by the shoulder.
"Get out of the way." King Vidis's face was grim, and he stepped forward and grabbed the back of the chair raised in the hands of the Marquis of Sigimund, "Will! Don't forget the good intentions of our ancestors! Do you want to plunge Fieldsway into civil war! He whispered, "Calm down! If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan! β
"My daughter almost had her head smashed open in the Aeolus review, and the old thing was still there to make a gesture for me. You tell me to calm down! The Marquis of Siggimond struggled with all his might, but instead of breaking free of King Vidis's grip, he was slashed in the back by the latter's hand knife. The pain was like a basin of ice water poured from his head, and Sigimund's fiery emotions subsided a little, but the back of the chair with only a frame in his hand still did not let go. "Again, I want an explanation." He glared at King Vidis.
"There won't be any explanation." The Marquis of Aydin said gloomily, and he sat in his seat and watched coldly from beginning to end, "This matter is not over. β
"Huh." The Marquis of Sigimund only sneered back, "How many chairs can your old bones stand up to me?" β
"Try? Don't say I'm bullying young people," Marquis Aydin stood up, his hand also gripping the back of his chair, "I don't mind having another Aeolian review today. β
"Enough!" King Vidis shouted angrily, "This is Jan Vikshu, not Wallombre, not Winderholm!" Whoever dares to mess around on my turf again, I invite them to the highest standard sea dungeon! Find me the best doctor and separate those two by the way! The last sentence was to roar at Hercules and Furstad, who were still in a stalemate in the center of the chamber.
β¦β¦
"There's a lot of going on in the council chamber." The Marquis of Sigimond walked around the corner, and a man came out of the shadows and greeted him, "Is it a full martial deed?" β
"I'm curious about your definition of 'huan'." The Marquis of Sigimond glanced unkindly at the visitor, "BjΓΆrn, when did you slip out?" β
"I came out as soon as the Fengshen review began." Bjorn, the famous general of the wind, who has a place in "Pan Dezhi Governing the Army", shrugged his shoulders, "There is nothing to see if it can be solved with violence. At first, I wondered if you had colluded with Hercules, and that the two of you were complicit in exonerating your daughter by relying on the Anemo Review. But then I saw the way Furstad looked like he was, and I thought it was likely to get worse β that is, more violent. It just so happened that I was standing very close to the door. β
"Pretty much all right, except that I was in cahoots with Hercules. I didn't expect him to be interesting to Maryse. β
"So, you did it?" BjΓΆrn asked curiously, "Who did you beat?" Airy or Aydin? β
"Airy."
"Oh, if it's Adin, that's interesting. This old man is very strong, knowing that his body bones have long been out of order, he still dragged five people to six. You're going to beat him to the brink and disgrace him in front of the lords, and maybe Fieldsway will have a civil war the next day, and he'll be back to the mess he had been a hundred years ago. However, it shouldn't last long, and everyone will soon be reunited in the face of the pressure of the various armies. β
"It's not interesting at all." Marquis Sigimond shook his head, "I'm still afraid of what would have happened if Ruffalo hadn't stopped me in time." β
"It's not going to develop into anything, at most, you beat Airy to death, and then Aydin will say a few cruel words for the sake of face. Civil war will not break out immediately, but only within a month or two. β
"How did you come to these conclusions?"
"The instinct of a famous general." Bjorn smiled with some ruffianism.