Coldly watching Louis be blasted out by Zack's punch, there was no expression on Al's delicate face.

If it weren't for the original image of this body, he would have found an excuse to kill him directly. Why humiliate him like this, waiting for him to continue to take revenge? He is not the Virgin of those novels. You must know that reality is far more cruel than fiction.

Since you can't kill him, let him know the cost of offending himself, so that every time he wants to deal with himself in the future, he will have to weigh it carefully.

"Go, get him for me." "Yes," a group of soldiers bowed to the side.

At this time, Jack, who was standing behind Al, swallowed a little nervously. The thought of stepping forward to help Luis say something completely disappeared.

"Damn, who said he was introverted and cowardly". Jack wanted to kill the person who told him the news.

"Is he really only twelve years old in this decisive act"?

"Report, a person in hiding was found in the house". A squad leader pointed to the person who was escorted.

Al looked at the middle-aged man who was pressed to the ground and wore the light armor of the city guards, and looked down at himself. After seeing Louis who was also escorted on the other side, with a blue nose and swollen face covering his stomach and hunched over, he wailed softly.

Al pointed at Louis, "You saw what happened to him, tell me what you know, and I can not hold you accountable."

Although he only said to the city guard plainly. But that indifferent tone frightened the city guard.

"I said, little master, I said, it was all instructed by Louis, he asked me to ...... with Captain George" Watching Captain George die in front of his eyes, and Louis, who is usually high, was also beaten by this little master, his nose and face were swollen, and the city guards, who had already been ownerless, directly told everything they knew.

"What else do you have to say now?" Al looked at Louis, whose face was gradually darkening under the words of the city guards, and Al looked at him with disdain.

"He has wronged me, and what am I to believe what this lowly pariah says?" Louis said in a rage.

Louis has calculated that as long as he grits his teeth and refuses to admit it, he will be beaten by Al at most, and he will still be the nephew of the viscount in a few days. On the other hand, if you admit it, then the matter is serious.

"Did it give you face? What do you think I've gone to great lengths to find evidence with you?" looked at Louis's babbling face, and Al felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Some people, I reason with you, you play hooligan with me, I play hooligan with you, you are reasoning with me.

In that case, "Go, hold down his limbs," he commanded the soldiers.

"You, what are you going to do? I'm going to tell my uncle, El you can't do this to me." Feeling uneasy, Louis began to struggle desperately.

"What have you done a long time ago, my dear cousin, I hope that when you think of me in the future, you will be able to think of this lesson."

"Woo", disgusted with Louis's noisy squad leader, directly plugged his mouth.

"Zach, break one of his hands for me".

"Click", a sound that made the scalp tingle, Zack, who had long seen Louis unhappy, did not hesitate at all, and kicked off Louis's right hand.

And Louis, who was struggling, was directly comatosed by the intense pain.

Al tilted his head, looked at Jack in shock, and said to him lightly, "Pick hands or legs"?

"The little master is joking," Jack pushed back, wiping the sweat from his face.

"As I expected," Al thought to himself. Although there is no information, it is shown that this Jack is not as honest as he seems.

His eyes turned away from Jack, and he smiled at the two professionals next to Jack, and pointed to Louis who had passed out.

One of the two first-order professionals, a stout man, said loudly, "I follow the orders of my little master."

With that, he stomped on Louis's leg.

The other swordsman, who was slightly emaciated, didn't say a word, and directly broke Louis's other foot.

At this time, Jack, who was standing on the side, had a very wonderful expression, and he didn't expect that the two people who usually turned a blind eye to some of his small actions would sell him like this.

Looking at Louis, who was unconscious on the ground and slightly convulging, Al said casually to Jack, who had a complicated expression: My cousin will definitely thank you when he wakes up, after all, you left him a hand. ”

"Ah, the little master laughed. Ignoring Jack, who was secretly complaining, Al had Louis carried to the temple for treatment.

"Yes, it seems that the situation in Goldingenet is not as bad as I thought." Somewhat relieved, Al breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of his relatives in his mind.

In the Plantagenet generation, the direct bloodline is thin, and the only two collateral bloodlines are not prosperous.

The only ones who are the same age as him are Louis just now, and Cousin Chrissy.

The one who has ideas about his heir status is Louis. Although he wanted to find an excuse to abolish him just now, considering his original image and the Viscount's emphasis on the side bloodline, he finally let him go.

"If you have a good memory, as long as you are honest in the future, I can ignore you. Relying on the protection of the Plantagenet family is enough for you to live decently. If you have any ideas, don't blame me!" Al thought to himself.

As for why someone broke Louis's limbs just now, it's actually a vote.

There are three city defense officers who are willing to obey their orders, indicating that the Plantagenet family's control of the city is still very stable.

Only the Jack confronted him. Then this Jack can't stay in such an important position in the city defense, and he has to find an opportunity to take him down. Al in the carriage pondered, and continued to drive towards the city under the escort of the soldiers.

At this time, the commotion at the city gate just now had already been noticed. After Al left, the ghostly people were searching for the news, and after getting the news from the team leader, who usually had no less filial piety, everyone was shocked.

Young Master Louis, who is usually high, was beaten and carried to the temple for treatment by the little master who rarely showed up?

"Captain Kars, don't make me amused. Who doesn't know that Master Louis......"

After receiving repeated reassurances from the captain Kars, and describing what had happened to them in a vivid way.

One by one, the spies hurriedly reported to the people behind them.

"Someone, in my name, send a gift list, and write to welcome the little master back to the city."

"Yes, sir."

When the person in charge of a large chamber of commerce heard the news, he ordered.

At this time, the same orders as the merchant were issued in several places at the same time.

The news that the little master punched Luis that night gradually fermented in Plantagenet City as time passed.

For a time, there was an undercurrent surging under the various nobles and forces of Goldfinch City.