Chapter 18: Trampling

Unclean, that's a word that the Holy See is disgusting. "But all unclean beings should disappear into this bright and holy world, and be imprisoned in the Inquisition that God has prepared for heresy." This is the final definition of unclean, heretical, and infidel.

Unclean swords? Young Master Pompey of the Gnaeus family naturally knew the inner meaning of Augustus's words, in fact, he couldn't have known it better, but he had told Augustus, who was only short-sighted and only a little different, and was cunning and ruthless.

"As you wish!" Clapping his hands, Yulimos, who was standing straight on the side, joked about carrying a huge iron box from the soft couch and placing it on the table!

"Sactoro's sword!" Before opening the iron box, Huo Nan, who was standing behind Augustus, stared at the huge iron box with wide eyes, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Augustus smiled and stroked the iron box with the familiar black goat logo engraved with three sharp swords on his head, and laughed softly: "Yes, this is the victory of our Noxian Empire, the sword of the god of war Sackdorus who sent the powerful Titan Empire into the abyss of destruction eighty years ago!" This leader who controlled the most powerful Black Sheep Legion in Valoran at that time was the only one who dared to arrogantly say in front of Sheikson the Great that this tattered crown belongs to you, and the title of the Imperial God of War belongs to me, and there is nothing to do afterwards! But it's a pity that this Saxodoro, who once concealed the aura of Noxus Shekson the Great, the biggest hero of the Noxian Empire, was beaten as a heretic after destroying the Titan Empire, and finally escaped from the Noxian Empire! ”

Augustus tapped lightly on the iron box and sighed softly, "Perhaps without this, this Sactoro's saber is not an unclean sword, but a sacred sword representing the glory of knights!" ”

Pompey smiled and opened the iron box, and the dark, slender, broad sword revealed its true face. Lie quietly in the iron box. "No, perhaps, this sword belonging to the god of war, Sacktor, must be a sacred sword that symbolizes the glory of knights! You must know that this man has not lost anything in nearly thirty years of fighting, and he is the first knight of the Empire! ”

Eighty years ago, the first page of the "Contemporary Directory of Imperial Knights" has this worshipping record: Sackdoro, the first knight of the empire, dressed in black like ink, an abyssal broadsword, stood as the first knight for ten years, and no one was willing to challenge!

Without receiving the label heretic, the Noxian Empire god of war was plastered with iron-blooded, mythical words. After being labeled a heretic, the god of war of the Noxian Empire, who escaped the Inquisition's capture safely, was labeled a devil again.

One man is strong enough to be in awe of the whole world! And Zakdoro is that kind of person!

Augustus glanced at Pompey, who was looking at Huo Nan curiously. He explained with a smile: "Our Noxian Imperial God of War left the Noxian Empire and went to the Ionian Empire. No, this one beside me is the native knight of the Ionian Empire! ”

Pompey nodded with a smile, smiling suspiciously.

Playing with the incomparable broadsword that he had held in his hand six years ago, he smiled at Pompey and said, "This sword belongs to me!" ”

Pompey smiled and nodded, "I'm very honored to have your friendship!" ”

Just as the guests were enjoying themselves, the door of the room was suddenly violently pushed open, and two young men of about twenty-one or twelve years of age, dressed in a very conspicuous robe, which only nobles could wear, broke in.

Augustus glanced to the side with a slightly surprised, but gloomy face, Pompey. With a chuckle, he put the broadsword on the table and asked Pompey, "Young Master Pompey, your two friends are here, don't you want to introduce them to me?" ”

Pompey swept lightly over the two. He said, "Friend? Augustus, you are mistaken, these two are not my friends, I remember that they often hang out with Master Solit of the Mark family, maybe you ask Master Sollet. He would know the names of these two little nobles! Pompey looked at Augustus with a smile and asked, "Augustus, let me deal with this little matter immediately!" Yurimos! ”

Standing on one side, Yurimos immediately walked over to the two minor nobles, who had unsurprisingly been instigated by Solit to break into Pompey's custom chamber. Beat up the nobles? The first thing that came to Yurimos' mind was such a word. But immediately Yurimos suppressed the term.

Not to mention that Young Master Pompey has always dealt with problems in simple ways, that is, Young Master Pompey really hopes that he has beaten these two nobles, if these two nobles gather other nobles to find trouble, then he will not be handed over by the cunning and rational Young Master Pompey? Jurimos knows what he is worth, and he is not enough to compare with a young man with so much potential as Augustus.

What has no value in the eyes of the aristocracy is an existence that can be discarded at any time.

Just when Yurimos looked very calm and indifferent, but in fact walked towards the two little nobles with some hesitation, Augustus's voice suddenly sounded at this time, and Yurimos, who had been looking at Augustus with envy and jealousy, actually felt the impulse of this young man at this moment.

Augustus stood up with a smile and bent slightly at Pompey, and said, "Since Young Master Pompey is willing to extend a noble hand of friendship, then Augustus is naturally willing to deal with some eye-catching troubles for Young Master Pompey at this opportune time, please leave this matter to me!" ”

As he spoke, Augustus walked over to the two young nobles with calm faces, but their feet were already visibly trembling.

Jurimos glanced back at Pompey, who shook his head, and then Jurimos returned to Pompey's side. Pompey looked at Augustus with a bright smile on his face, but his eyes were a little complicated, and he muttered in his heart: "What a cunning and suspicious commoner, maybe only such a commoner can move forward bravely on the road to the thorny nobility, and it will be smooth sailing!" ”

Dealing with trouble? As a nobleman, Pompey didn't think Augustus was really good! The two minor nobles had apparently been instigated by Solit to provoke Augustus, and it was obvious that he would not get the resentment of these two men as the masters of the place, but only the resentment of Augustus at his side. But Augustus's initiative to ask is different, so the purpose becomes Augustus to solve the trouble for himself? This is equivalent to offending these two minor nobles in the sphere of influence of the Mark family.

Pompey also guessed a reason, perhaps Augustus didn't want to believe that these two men were Solit's people, but his Pompey people. Therefore, for the sake of prudence, Augustus made such a move to tie him to himself!

The calculations in this are naturally not understood by Yurimos, who only cares about his own situation, and Huo Nan, who only knows a little bit about the aristocratic world. Only the old knight Ge Taidong, who understands the deceit of the aristocracy, understands a little.

Pompey was not resentful or annoyed by Augustus's move, he was even somewhat happy. After all, a smart ally is worth more than a stupid one.

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Carrying Sactoro's saber on his shoulder, Augustus looked at the two little nobles who could no longer hide their panic with a smile, looked at the two little nobles with some helplessness and pity, shrugged his shoulders, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, who told you to disturb the pleasant dinner of our great young master Pompey?" I'm sending you on your way! ”

Then the broadsword on his shoulder swung down fiercely.

At this moment, whether it is Huo Nan, Yurimos, Ge Taidong or Pompey, a word comes to mind: kill!

Did Augustus really want to kill these two nobles with noble status? Even if these two are just minor nobles, they will never be allowed!

But the next moment, Pompey immediately denied this answer. At the same time, the sword of Sactoro slashed towards the two little nobles who already felt death.

Bang bang!

The sturdy door was split open by the sword.

For the two little nobles in front of him, Augustus was reluctant to even show his disdainful eyes. He put the sword on his shoulder again, which he didn't know how much blood it had stained, looked at the two little nobles with dull expressions with a smile, and said, "The gate has been opened, are you still unwilling to leave!" Maybe the two of them want to leave in a different way! ”

Immediately, Augustus moved the broadsword in his hand again.

At this moment, where do the two little nobles dare to stay here! They consider themselves to have no advantage in force at all. As the saying goes: a nobleman always knows how to advance and retreat gracefully, and now retreating is not very in line with the quality of the noble, very elegant?

The two little nobles immediately rushed away!

I don't want to be used like a dog. No one is driven like a dog! But for the two minor nobles who climbed higher into the circle of nobles, they could only climb higher if they were trusted by the great nobleman Solit.

So what is the humiliation of being used like dogs in the past? Therefore, these two men did not hesitate to test Augustus.

The answer was even more terrifying than they had imagined. Augustus, who was born a commoner and dressed in civilian clothes, dared to be rude and intimidating them, but he remembered Augustus's fierce deeds at Stiroland Square in the city of Tress six years ago, and the glory of receiving three Iron Oak Medals. So it's a logical fit

When he returned to the wing, he found that the other nobles were looking in front of the room, almost all of them with disdain. The two little nobles didn't care, and saw Solit with a look of shame and indignation.

Solit waved his hand. Comforting the two with a smile, and saying that it was their own fault!

Then Solit stared again at Augustus' room, muttering in a voice he could hear, "Arrogant, domineering, cold, sensible." This Augustus hasn't changed at all! No, maybe it has changed, now it has become more sophisticated and more like a politician, no wonder my brother told me not to provoke this guy easily, this is really a troublesome guy! ”

He could see clearly what was going on in Augustus' room just now, and although he couldn't hear the conversation of a few people, it could be seen from his actions that the young master Pompey, who he regarded as a thorn in his eye, was also calculated by Augustus!

In the face of this commoner who can already be said to have entered the threshold of nobility, how can he not be treated with care?

Pick up a dart that is prepared in every chamber of Tyclata, throw it lightly, and shoot directly at the heart!

Solit smiled brightly!

Kill in one hit? That's the best outcome! (To be continued.) )