"Sandworm, you have no escape. Surrender. Viscount Salk looked at the girl, and then said directly in a strange language with a pronounced tongue pronunciation. It is a widely spoken dialect in the desert region, Moor.

"A true desert warrior never knows what 'surrender' is!" Hearing the old man suddenly spit out a pure "hometown dialect", the girl couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but immediately blushed as if she had been humiliated, and at the same time quickly reprimanded in Moor.

"Ha, it seems that the habits of the insects have not changed at all, they are still so stubborn, even the female insects are the same." The viscount laughed, and no longer flaunted his foreign language talents, but directly sneered in Wang Chinese.

"Despicable people, called devils, devour you!" It seems that the nickname of "female bug" further stimulates the other party, and at the same time completely wears out her patience, and the girl shouts sharply: "Let me go, otherwise, kill him!" The two scimitars on Royata's neck suddenly rubbed downward, and immediately two bloodstains as thin as hair appeared in front of everyone, and the blood immediately ticked down.

"Guys, what do you think?" Seeing this scene, Viscount Salk slowly put away his joking look and turned back to the nobles who had gathered behind him.

"It's important to save people first, Sir Royanta has been injured, and he really can't bear to be in trouble again." A nobleman who was close to the Luo Yanta family immediately said.

"Wouldn't it be an insult to the dignity of the nobility to let the thieves go in this way? Besides, how can you ensure that this female thief will not go to other villages to do evil? A young boy of the House of Barek retorted quickly and loudly, while Sir Barek beside him looked at the female sand thief and the Royalta surrounded by the two knives with no expression.

"But, in any case, the life of Sir Royanta should be the first consideration!"

"As a nobleman of the kingdom, how can you retreat in the face of threats..."

Regarding the difficult question of whether to kill or release, the aristocratic coalition quickly divided into two camps, "main battle" and "main peace", and fiercely argued for their own interests.

"Moriarty, what is your opinion?" Viscount Salk was noncommittal about the opposing views of the two factions, but looked at Moriarty once more, while the others quieted down and waited for the Ensberg family to speak.

"Viscount, your lordships have their own reasons, and it is indeed difficult to decide for a while." Moriarty looked at the old man, swept over the crowd again, and said with a slight smile: "However, I think no matter how we argue, the most important thing is to depend on the opinions of the parties." What do you say? ”

"This..."No one expected that Moriarty would kick the ball directly to Luo Yanta, who was a prisoner and hostage, and the audience was speechless for a while.

And Luo Yanta, who was pressed on horseback, after hearing Moriarty's words, ignored the pain on his body and the sharp blade on his neck, frantically struggled to turn around, stared at the other party with a calm face, and gritted his steel teeth.

There is no doubt that Moriarty's seemingly understated push has once again sent Royanta to the cusp of death or notoriety.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think of Sir Earnsberg?" Viscount Salk didn't expect Moriarty to play such a beautiful hand again, and then asked the nobles lightly, but there was a deep appreciation in his eyes.

"Agreed."

"No objections."

"Leave it up to Sir Royanta to decide."

Looking at Moriarty's unusually young face, all the Kent nobles present couldn't help but feel a terrifying sigh in their hearts. Whether it is the "main battle faction" or the "main peace faction", it is very clear at this moment that the eldest son of the Royanta family has lost completely under Sir Ensberg. And Sir Ensberg's grudge and ingenuity also left a very deep impression on the whole of Kent in this short day and night. I believe that if any family wants to challenge Ensberg in the future, today's scene will inevitably immediately appear in his mind. …,

Anyway, the matter has come to this point, even if it is the power of the pro-Luo Yanta family, at this time, they don't want to take this more step to bear the infamy of "indulging thieves". Immediately, all the nobles joined in unison and seconded Moriarty's opinion.

"Then, Sir Roata, you decide." Finally, after looking around, Viscount Salk seemed to be fair enough to adopt the consensus and said coldly. Although Luo Yanta was trapped under the thief's blade covered in dirt at the moment, and looked so miserable and pitiful, the old man didn't seem to have much pity.

“……”

Luo Yanta, who once again became the focus of the audience, lowered his head stiffly, trembling violently, and a pair of hands tied behind him by rough ropes clenched into fists, because of the excessive force, his nails directly fell into the flesh and blood of his palms, and they were stained with blood. But after all, it was difficult to speak.

"You, say it quickly." The female sand thief, who was already extremely irritable, couldn't wait any longer, and swung her scimitar with a "swish", directly stabbing Luo Yanta's thigh.

"Ahh Suddenly stabbed, Luo Yanta immediately screamed in pain, and the whole person kept writhing from side to side like a shrimp, but the more this happened, the greater the pain.

"Say!" Ignoring the captive's struggles, the girl grabbed one of Luo Yanta's ears and pulled his head up stiffly, while holding the tip of another knife against his eyeball.

"Put... Let me go! Feeling the terrifying sting from his eyeballs, Luo Yanta's stubbornness instantly collapsed. Tears resounded through the village of Beni, accompanied by a humless plea for mercy.

"Humph!" The sand thief looked at the "unimposed" captive with disdain, spat on it with disdain, and then turned her head and looked coldly at Viscount Salk.

"Drop Sir Royanta, and you're good to go." The viscount didn't look at Luo Yanta, who was as sad as a lost dog, and looked directly at the girl, and said.

"You, with the military flag, swear!" Hearing Viscount Salk's words, the female sand thief still did not let go of the hostages, but shouted at the old man.

"Ha, you little worm even knows the 'Holy Crown Oath'." Hearing this, Viscount Salk couldn't help but laugh and said, "Which old bastard taught you?" ”

"Quick, swear!" Ignoring the viscount's laughter and scolding, the female sand thief shouted again.

"Okay." The old man put away his smile, stretched out his left hand with a "snap", and took the "Crown Griffin Battle Flag" presented by a soldier on the side, then raised it high, and said in a loud voice: "Adhering to the glorious pact between the 'Griffon Heart' and the Twelve Paladins, I, Harrington. Salk hereby swears to the sacrosanct 'Crown Griffon' that if the other side can immediately cast Sir Royanta, then the coalition of Kent nobles will let him go free and will not pursue him for twenty-four hours. ”

With that, Viscount Salk waved the white battle flag and plunged it into the dirt beside him.

"Alright, now you can let go of Jazz." After completing the "Holy Crown Oath", Viscount Salk looked at the maiden again.

"Humph!" The female sand thief took a closer look at the battle flag of the Kingdom of Erathia, which was white and blue, with a golden-winged crowned griffin embroidered in the center, and was silent for a moment, before throwing Luo Yanta off her horse with a "snap".

"Someone, immediately help Sir Royanta over for treatment." Viscount Salk immediately ordered the attendants beside him, and then said to the female sand thief: "Now, you can go." ”

The girl looked at the Knight of the Round Table not far behind her, and the many sergeants gathered around, but did not move.

"Hehe, funny bug." The old man looked at the girl with a smile, shook his head, and then nodded to the high-ranking knight Charlie, and waved his left hand lightly.

Immediately, the ranks of the coalition forces slowly parted to the sides, making way for the female sand thieves to leave. The Knight of the Round Table tugged at the reins and slowly returned to the Viscount's back, and the golden dragon lance disappeared at this time. …,

Seeing that Viscount Salk had really kept his promise, the girl's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of relaxation. Next, the female sand thief grabbed her bantam horse and sped away along the passage given by the noble coalition forces.

"Remember, female bug, you only have twenty-four hours to escape." Looking at the girl's swift figure, Viscount Salk finally "kindly reminded".

However, he was only answered by a series of more rapid horses' hooves.

"Viscount, do you want to send people immediately and set up cards along the way?" When the female sand thief was completely gone, a few nobles who were still unwilling came forward and whispered, hoping to pursue the girl in a way that wiped the ball.

"No need. Leave the hunt for the female bugs to Lord McLiren. Presumably, Lord Viscount, who missed tonight's feast, should be very interested. The old man didn't seem to have any intention of dwelling on this matter anymore, and said coldly perfunctorily.

As he said before, one or two sand pirates alone are not a threat to the security of Kent. Therefore, Viscount Salk, who has already won a brilliant victory, is no longer concerned about whether he can catch this female bug who slipped through the net.

Finally, the night battle was over.

After a night of pursuit and fierce fighting in the village of Beni, the Kent coalition army was able to wipe out dozens of thieves from Augshire in just twelve hours. Including an eighth-level warrior, the coalition killed 26 thieves and captured 15 alive. As for the fifth-level divine crossbowman, as a prisoner of Windsor Castle, he was directly guarded by the Salk family.

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