For Tranca, on the other side of Kiger, everything seemed to be going according to plan.

In the eyes of this viscount, Sodrol, who had just been given the title of "Baron", was like a bullshit and rude "nouveau riche" - what did it mean to bring a group of people to the front of the manor to threaten? Is Lao Tzu scared?

Although there was indeed a slight fear in his heart, Tranka would always suppress this cowardly thought in time: in any case, Lord Ansadine already knew of their existence, and he only had to wait for his subordinates to lift their heads up.

"A few fools who only have force, only bring such a few people to demonstrate, if it were me, I would definitely be able to bring as many as I want..."

While comforting himself, he looked out the window: the late autumn afternoon was a bit of a lonely smell, the breeze blew the fallen leaves, and the originally green green space had turned into a withered yellow... However, while enjoying the view, the figure of the subordinate running through the garden made Tranka frown slightly.

"How did the butler teach, how could such a subordinate appear in my mansion?"

He wanted to call someone to reprimand him, but then he remembered the fact that the butler Blake had died, and he couldn't help but feel a little chill down his spine. After picking up the delicate teacup and drinking the afternoon tea, he was about to go to Ansardine to inquire about the news, but then he suddenly heard a scream from downstairs...

The sound of a vase falling to the ground and shattering followed, followed by the sound of stumbling footsteps. The guards shouted loudly, and the doors and windows were "clang" shut, as if something terrible had suddenly surrounded the mansion.

Tranka sniffed, feeling something different in the air.

He walked out of the spacious bedroom, and saw the maids with shocked faces running towards him, and they shouted in embarrassment, "Son... Lord Viscount, there are so many dead people out there who are dead."

"What dead man?"

Tranka was shocked, and then shouted quietly: "What are you shouting about? Never seen a dead man? What is there to be surprised about the dead? Did someone throw a dead man at the door of the mansion? ”

"Not the dead ones... They, they all lived."

The maids were illiterate, and in this era, the lower-class servants in the mansion were basically short-sighted, and they did not necessarily take half a step out of the town in their lives, and they didn't even know that there was a creature called "undead", so when they saw those rickety skeletons, they were frightened and incoherent, and completely lost their ability to express.

Tranca's brow furrowed, he guessed a possibility, but in his heart he didn't believe it was true. Turning his head and rushing back to the bedroom, he opened the window to look over, just in time to see the scene of three or four skeletons knocking down a subordinate and disemboweling him alive

"Mourning... Knell calling? Lord Ansadine, he-"

Cold sweat began to burst out of his forehead, and Tranca's palms trembled, and he took the long sword from the weapon display used for decoration, turned his head and shouted: "What about the people, my guards, quickly call all the people in the manor to me, go now"

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly came, the expression on Tranca's face changed again, after seeing the group of maids in front of him cowering and not daring to move, he cursed words like "a bunch of waste", pushed open the bedroom door and ran downstairs - the first floor did not enter the skeleton, several guards were pale against the door, seeing Tranka rushing down, they just wanted to say hello, but there was a muffled sound outside the door...

It sounds like the manor gate is collapsing.

"Damn... Could it be Angmar's army? ”

Unable to hide his panic any longer, Tranka turned around and ran towards the innermost bookshelf in the living room on the first floor, reached out and pressed down one of the inconspicuous books, and then pushed open a cleverly disguised secret door...

"Impossible... That's impossible... Lord Ansadine, how could he fail..."

He muttered these words, but cold sweat was dripping down his forehead and falling to the ground, obviously these words were just some kind of wish in his heart—he knew better than anyone what "death knell call" meant

The secret door was pushed open with great effort, and he dodged in, and then used all his strength to close the secret door again - then there was a sound of the door breaking outside, and the guards screamed and fell to the ground, but then it was not the imaginary shouts and shouts, but only the sound of silent to oppressive footsteps, as if these guys rushing in didn't need to communicate at all...

Tranka didn't have time to think about the reason, and finally exhaled after locking the secret door with a "click".

"Saved... saved... These lunatics won't find it here..."

In the darkness, Tranka groped for the stone platform beside him, inserting a magic crystal that had been prepared long ago into the groove of the magic circle beside him, and in his field of vision, a narrow passage appeared under the illumination of the magic light.

Tranca scurried down and soon entered a room that was hundreds of square meters in size—as far as the eye could see, rows of shelves filled with all sorts of jewels, gold coins, silver coins, magic scrolls, and title deeds and other "hard currency", which were all the remaining possessions of the Tranka family after hundreds of years of accumulation

But at this time, he was not interested in paying attention to this, and went straight to the end of the secret room, reached out and pressed another mechanism, opened another secret door, and began to run along a new passageway...

At the end of the passage was the backyard of a leather goods shop in Kieg Town, which had been the secret property of Viscount Tranca, so he believed that no one would find out about his escape—as long as he could get out of here, he could turn the tables on his own

After more than ten minutes of running, Tranka finally opened the secret door disguised as a wardrobe at the end of the passage, and the luck of the escape made him weak at this time, but he was confident that he had escaped, but when he walked out of the secret door, he swore viciously: "Whoever it is, I will make you pay..."

"Oh? I'm really honored. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, an abrupt response came indifferently from outside the open closet.

At this moment, Tranca's entire body froze - under the strong light, his vision that had adapted to the dim environment was pale at first, and after a few seconds, the outlines of several figures in front of him gradually appeared...

"It's... It's you? ”

appeared in front of him, a joking Roddy

"You're- hmm..."

Tranka opened her mouth to speak, but was dragged out from behind the secret door by Roddy's neck...

With a "whoop", the viscount was thrown on the ground like garbage, and just about to get up, the sword flashed, and his right hand, which was about to draw his sword, was immediately broken off at the wrist.

"Ahh

The screams rang out, but they were mixed with Roddy's unusually calm conversation: "Come, Akasha, come here."

"My hand—ah—"

"Open the ring and take a picture of his face, yes, just take a look."

"You're attacking the nobility - you crazy people, I..."

In the middle of his words, Viscount Tranka suddenly shuddered, and then reached out to cover his face like crazy - although he was a "perfect" puppet, because of the erosion of necromancy for a long time, even if his body maintained the normal functioning of human beings, he would still feel extreme pain under the "holy light"...

"Alright, one thing confirmed, Akasha, close the ring," Roddy said to Akasha with a smile and turned his head away, but the gentle smile turned cold in an instant...

I thought that the "defeat" of the Karen Kingdom was caused by the infighting of the nobles and the blows of the orcs. But by this time, he could understand... The biggest reason why this country has no room for resistance under the disaster is the destruction of this group of undead

Without them, Cullen wouldn't have been so badly defeated

Without them, the heroes of the kingdom would not have died in unbelievable assassinations and infighting

Without them, the village of Mogra ...

Thinking of Nefi, the always rational Roddy actually raised his leg and kicked Tranka in the abdomen mercilessly

"Boom-"

At this step, Tranka almost vomited out his liver, opened his mouth wide and even let out a moan, and the only reaction of his body was convulsions...

"Come, look at me, yes, that's all."

Roddy crouched down, reached out to straighten his head, and said softly, "You're not really an undead, so I have plenty of time to pry your mouth open, and if you want to carry it, I'm more than welcome." ”

Speaking of this, he grinned with a smile that made Tranka shudder, "Akasha, come, give him a recovery technique,." ”

The light of the magic fell, and Tranka curled up in pain, but the wound on his wrist stopped the bleeding - the magic was healing his body, but it was tormenting his spirit...

"Coveting the immortal? Let's enjoy what life is..."

The two scouts dragged Tranka out of the city, the wail echoing around for a long time.

Luo Di exhaled slowly, trying to calm the violent mood - after turning his gaze back to the wardrobe, he immediately returned to the player's nature, and muttered in a low voice the gains of this battle: "The viscount's family background, An Tuhao's family background, how many good things will these two people add up?" ”

Bow your head and open the [Task Bar], and the two bright red tasks of "Kill Magda (Complete)" and "Kill Ansadine (Complete)" are impressive, and the experience points provided make Roddy laugh crookedly...

"Ha Lu Ha Ha

Akasha and Nata looked at Roddy, who was laughing maniacally after entering the passage of the secret room, and looked at each other, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

Luo Di ignored the two women behind him who were full of doubts, and kept rummaging through the [Battle Record], but then found an astonishing fact: almost all the people involved in this battle had been upgraded

Because of the long-term training, the level of Luger, Carter and other scouts has long been stuck at the critical point, and at this time, once they fight, they will be promoted by two levels in a row...

As a result, the entire scout team has crossed the level 10 threshold and has the ability to change classes - which means that in the near future, their combat effectiveness will completely jump to a notch