Viscount Aiden's expression was distorted, the threat of death forced his eyes to widen, his pupils contracted violently, and Jill made him breathe a little hard as if he were clamping, and he let out asthma-like breathing sounds.

In a moment, Viscount Aiden finally came back to his senses at the sound of the soldiers' neat footsteps, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he blinked in horror.

Feeling the hand on his neck, which was as strong as an iron pincer, but not life-threatening, Viscount Aiden let out a shrill laugh.

"A pariahs like you really don't dare to kill the master of the ability of a natural noble."

Viscount Aiden looked up to the sky and laughed.

Thinking that he had found a support, he raised it without hesitation with one hand and broke it at Jill's hand, and with the other hand took out a dagger and slashed at Jill's waist and abdomen without hesitation.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and go to the master to arrest the two untouchables back, the master must punish that nobleman for ...... shame"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard two clicks, Viscount Aiden screamed miserably, his arms drooped weakly, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.

Before the soldiers could pursue Lily's steel bones, Jill's murderous aura that had been brewing for decades was suddenly released, mixed with the spiritual power of blindness, and pressed towards the surrounding soldiers in unison, and the soldiers with banter on their faces seemed to have seen a ferocious beast, and the muscles on their faces were twisted together, and some recruits even screamed in panic, threw away their submachine guns and turned to run.

With the release of the murderous aura, Jill slowly tightened the power of his palm with a cold face.

Viscount Aiden felt the difficulty of breathing, and finally began to panic, forgetting the plans he had thought of beforehand, and couldn't help but scream.

"You dare to kill me! According to international conventions, if you dare to kill the nobles of another country, even if you have a meritorious reputation, you will never want to leave here alive. ”

Jill made a tightening movement in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and he glanced around calmly, and the soldiers around him suddenly saw a totem-like golden light on Jill's head flash away.

"It's great that Viscount Aiden's words have been successfully received by my companions."

International conventions.

It is said that it needs to be complied with by various countries, but in many cases it is not possible to ensure enforcement, and many nobles even kill citizens of other countries who have a meritorious name in private, and most of them end up in the end due to factors such as evidence and justice.

And although Jill does not understand the character of Viscount Aiden, judging from his words and deeds, he is obviously not a nobleman who can abide by international conventions.

So Jill thought of the totem that Lily gave her when she was in the village, and it was through that totem that she recorded the words of Viscount Aiden to get decisive evidence, so that the other party had some scruples and could not act recklessly.

Viscount Aiden reacted, and the corner of his eye also noticed the golden light, realizing that he was afraid that he had been tricked and could not dispose of this hateful woman in private.

"You ......."

Viscount Aiden rolled his eyes in anger, two rough breaths came out of his nostrils, his teeth clenched together and rubbed violently, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Viscount Aiden is not a stupid person, and after having conclusive evidence, if he dares to settle this woman privately, it will just give the Sartre Kingdom an excuse.

At that time, in order not to have a violent conflict with the kingdom of Sartre, the king will definitely cut him, and now he not only cannot kill this hateful woman, but also has to guard against the framing of hostile nobles at home.

"The master of power is a natural nobleman, and of course he will abide by international conventions."

Viscount Aiden crunched his teeth as he said this, his eyes were gloomy and could freeze the depths of the sea, and he glared viciously at a commander who was wearing a different uniform than a soldier.

Now not only can he not kill this hateful woman, but he cannot pursue the woman who dares to run away from marriage, Viscount Aiden does not dare to joke with his own life.

The commander of the soldier was almost like crying without tears, and sighed in his heart, knowing that according to Viscount Aiden's temperament, he was afraid that his life would be lost, but fortunately, his family was not in Viscount Aiden's territory, and there was no danger of his life.

The air became silent for a while, and time passed quietly, and Jill grabbed Viscount Aiden's neck, and the soldiers tightly surrounded the two.

Viscount Aiden's eyes were foggy, his arms were in sharp pain, and he had never stood for such a long time, and nearly an hour had passed, and he was already in a half-faint state.

Through blindness, Jill keenly noticed that the soldiers in the back row were even snickering, gloating and thinking that no one could see it.

An hour finally passed.

When he realized that even if he threatened Viscount Aiden, the enemy would never let her go, Jill snorted and pushed Viscount Aiden to the ground.

Jill stood still, did not kill and escape, did not give the other party an excuse or opportunity to kill him.

The stone pierced into the body, Viscount Aiden suddenly regained his eyes in pain, the soldiers looked at each other, and hurriedly rushed over to set up Viscount Aiden, and the other soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to shoot Jill who was standing in place.

Aiden's body trembled, it was the first time since he had grown up that he had been tortured like this, and under the turbulence of tears, he looked at Jill with eyes as vicious as ancient beasts, but he obviously cared about his life, and although he was angry, he did not take the risk of ordering the soldiers to kill Jill.

"Push her back and protect her."

Viscount Aiden gritted the roots of his teeth as he spoke, creaking as if he were about to crush Jill into a piece of flesh.

Jill slapped the soldier's hand with a cold face, and walked into an intact off-road vehicle on his own.

Seeing Jill's leisurely appearance, Viscount Aiden was even more angry and trembling, almost fell to the ground again, turned his head and yelled: "What are you waiting for!?" Yes! Treat me quickly, and then immediately return to the village where I reported this hateful woman, the master of the clan is going to slaughter these damned untouchables today!! ”。

The soldiers were silent and helped Viscount Aiden to get into the car, Viscount Aiden was still gritting his teeth in anger when he sat in the car, and even the driver didn't dare to drive too fast, for fear of being angered by the angry Viscount Aiden.

The convoy was quick in pursuit, but the speed of return was slow, and it took half an hour to walk.

In view of this, in an hour and a half, with the horsepower summoned by Lily, he should have already entered the territory of the Kingdom of Sartre.

Jill stepped out of the car on her own, ignoring the soldier who was faintly aiming his gun at her, and followed Viscount Aiden, whose arm was already intact, with a blank face.

Viscount Aiden looked back at Jill coldly, smiled and waved his hand, and the soldiers were like wolves pouring into the flock, and in a short time all the villagers with black mud on their bodies gathered in the center of the village.

The village chief-like person seemed to want to say something, Viscount Aiden waved his hand in disgust, and the soldier directly smashed the village chief's jaw, Viscount Aiden didn't care, but came to the interest, pointed to a few soldiers and then made the chair with interest, and then looked at Jill fiercely.

The soldiers stepped forward with their guns on their faces.

The village chief seemed to know something and wanted to beg for mercy, but his jaw was shattered and he couldn't speak.

Several soldiers lifted the village chief and hung it like a big pig on a wooden stake that had not been removed from the center of the village, the village chief was like a big pig before death, writhing and howling wildly, and the bodies of the other villagers trembled violently, but they did not dare to make any resistance.

The soldier took out his dagger and slashed it at the village chief's chest, then pulled out a spell scroll, and the continuous healing magic light covered the village chief's body.

In an uproar, the village chief's internal organs flowed all over the place in an instant, but he was continuously healed by the magic technique.

It is like a big pig that has been bled out, struggling violently for a long time before it gradually weakens and becomes more out of breath and less in breath.

Viscount Aiden danced and clapped and laughed.

The soldier's face was expressionless, and the villagers bowed their heads and trembled their bodies and did not dare to resist, showing a picture that they had long been accustomed to.

Viscount Aiden looked at Jill with a smile, wanting to see Jill begging for mercy in fear.

Jill's calm appearance made his smile disappear in an instant, and he lost his interest, even as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.