Chapter 1372: Trapped in the Trick (44)

The reporters whispered, apparently dissatisfied with Jaglovy's statement.

Because the reporter with the polka dot tie got to the heart of the matter. In this case, the Knights of Great Britain had an inexcusable negligence.

No matter how heinous the terrorist attacks carried out by the terrorists, this black cauldron cannot be completely thrown on their heads. Negligence in security is the indisputable fault of the Knights of Great Britain, and it is because of their negligence that the terrorists can take advantage of it.

will cause such huge casualties.

"As far as I know," the reporter in the polka-dot tie was a little smug and continued to ask, "The reason why this incident happened was because the Prime Minister Lord Merlin temporarily moved his research institute to Fort Elsensen. What is it that forced the Prime Minister to move from the old research institute to the new research institute?--Oh yes, Lord Merlin's research institute was also attacked by terrorists not long ago and burned down! Is the burning down of Lord Merlin's research institute also caused by the lack of security?" This series of facts combined put the British government in a rather disadvantageous position!

Jaglovi frowned slightly, and could slightly smell the smell of the situation getting out of hand.

"Someone was able to infiltrate Lord Merlin's research institute and set it on fire. Someone else was able to steal a mining ship under development from the heavily guarded Fort Elsen, wreaking havoc in the city. You British Knights can only do nothing about it, can't even take precautions?, you can't even protect your own facilities, how can you protect the people of Great Britain?!" Jaglovi was silent for a while. Such a question must not be answered, and any attempt to answer it would put Great Britain at a disadvantage, for silence is the only answer.

King Arthur, who was listening, smiled, and gave Jaglove, the Knight of the Round Table, an inquiring look, as if asking if Jaglovi wanted to be replaced. Before the Knight of the Round Table could agree, the Knight King had already spoken:

"Our enemies are powerful, they are everywhere, they have embedded an eye in every organization and every industry in the world. You would be naïve to think that simply increased security will prevent everything from happening. "So, Your Majesty, do you think that all this that is happening cannot be stopped?" "It is almost impossible to stop, you are quite right. The Knight King sneered, "But [can't be stopped at the moment], it doesn't mean that [it will never be stopped in the future]. As I may have mentioned, the Knights of Great Britain will conduct a thorough security screening across the country. We will do everything in our power to wipe out the Twilight cultists lurking in all trades and organizations, and we will also annihilate all the reactionary forces in the country, starting with you. "What?!" the strangely dressed reporter's face changed.

"Merlin's institute was destroyed and it was announced that it was a laboratory accident. The Knight King looked at the male reporter coldly: "Only a very small number of people inside will know that it was a terrorist attack launched by the Twilight Cultists. However, as a succubus, you don't know anything about the world, and of course you don't read newspapers, so you can't know what the news is that we are announcing to the outside world, right? The reporter's face changed again.

"One more word of advice, Mr. Succubus. Before you get into trouble at your next press conference, you'd better be dressed carefully. Except for the wild people who ran out of the mountains, I'm afraid that only you succubi, who are out of touch with the times, would wear such unfashionable costumes, right?" "Damn!" the male reporter suddenly jumped out of the crowd and scurried towards the exit of the lobby.

"Whew. But the Knight King was already prepared, and touched the hilt of his sword with his hand. He flew behind the male reporter in an instant, raised his knife and fell, and chopped off the reporter's head with one piece!!

"Wow, ah!-" "Murder!!-" "No!-" The reporters present couldn't help but panic and fled in the opposite direction of the center of the incident.

"Murder? doesn't seem right. The Knight King sneered and kicked the headless corpse of the male reporter with his foot: "Get up, monster." This level of injury can't kill you at all, right?" "Uh-huh-hahahaha, it's King Arthur" The male reporter's body began to move. As he moved, the reporters present let out even more high-pitched screams!

"Calm down, everyone, get behind me!!" Jaglovi was still trying to keep order in the room.

And the decapitated male reporter also got up from the ground and picked up his head.

I put it on my neck and put it back on. The knife wound on his neck healed instantly, and the reporter twisted his neck and smiled calmly at King Arthur, as if the beheading had never happened!

"That, Your Majesty the Knight King, I lost. Can't you let me go first today? It's not a good thing to go on a killing spree in front of so many reporters, right?" "I want to let you go, too, but I can't stand your terrible outfit for the eyes. The Knight King pulled out a lightsaber from his waist: "Die!" "Hahaha, a mere lightsaber-" The succubus believed that he had super recovery ability, and ordinary swords could not kill him at all, and he didn't pay attention to the Knight King's attacks at all.

"What?!" but the succubus immediately regretted it. The lightsaber with the [sacred] white light stabbed hundreds of holes in the succubus's body in an instant, and the monster's body was rapidly disintegrating!

"Hmph, you're not someone sent by Morgan. Didn't you send it from Morgoth? The Knight King looked at his opponent coldly, "It has long been known that I can use [sacred], but you don't know anything about it, it's really unreasonable. Which side of the hell did you send here?" "But, damn!" The monster's crumbling flesh was falling from the divine erosion, and he looked at King Arthur in despair and amazement, and roared in a low voice, "You absolutely, absolutely impossible to know about my master's-" "Don't talk nonsense. The Knight King stabbed the reporter in the head with a sword. The other party immediately turned into flying ashes and was completely wiped out.

"It's vulnerable. Sure enough, it's not a succubus, it's just an ordinary emerald knight. The Knight King muttered in a low voice.

"Your Majesty!" Jaglovia hurried over to join King Arthur, "What about the rest of the reporters?" The Knight King glanced at the reporters present again: "The rest of the ** are all right, they are just human beings, let them go." So King Arthur smiled and walked up to the group of reporters who were still in a panic: "So, journalists. Do you have any more questions?"