Li Mengxi, Williams, and Valen, the brawl between the three was interrupted by a sudden roar. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info was also interrupted by the thoughts of the rebels and garrison watchers, as well as the noise of people near the tower.

Everyone's eyes were on the place where the voice came, and under the gaze of thousands of eyes, a handsome knight on a white horse galloped down from a nearby low hill.

"Richard Alphonse. Immediately, someone in the garrison's camp called out the knight's name.

"Does his presence here mean that the Battle Guild's expedition is over?" someone from the rebel side also reacted.

"So what! I left without permission, and now I want to come back and point fingers!"

"But, that's Richard Alphonse, the Oberysk of the Four Guilds!"

"Is Oberisk amazing? We have more ...... numbers"

This person can't say the word "much" anyway. Because he saw the figures emerging from behind Richard, like everyone else.

The crowd on the tower had already been shocked by what they saw, and now it was the turn of the garrison and the rebels. What was reflected in their eyes was the Guild Coalition, which numbered 1,839 men.

The large army was neatly arranged in three rows, and under the unified leadership of the guild masters, they crossed the hillside and came behind Richard. The black pressure immediately shocked everyone present.

Immediately, Richard rode his horse again to the place of the duel, scanned the two camps left and right, and shouted loudly.

"Are you all barbarians going to settle everything with a duel? Besides, is this a problem that can be solved by a duel alone? You ask yourself one by one, is this possible! What you have done is just adding one or two corpses to this riot for nothing! Besides, you have been fighting for half a month, and you have caused so much trouble to the city and everyone in the city, and as a result, you don't even know who the culprit is who should be defeated!"

As soon as Richard's words came out, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, even Williams and Valen, who knew that this was a scene and kept their composure, couldn't help but show this look. They hadn't heard Li Mengxi talk about this arrangement.

At this time, the rebels and the garrison looked at each other in unison, and everyone's eyes were full of doubt.

Aren't these guys the ones to be defeated?

The rebels, who had always been committed to regaining their freedom against the atrocities of the garrisons, could not help but have such questions.

Isn't the culprit on our side?

The people of the garrison were also generally self-aware, so they were so puzzled.

The pure victims near the tower also muttered.

Since Richard has already asked such a question, he must give an answer that satisfies everyone. He knew this and was prepared.

After his gaze inadvertently collided with Li Mengxi, he rode his horse forward and came to the center of the three crowd gathering places, no longer to the garrison and the rebels, but to everyone.

"Everyone, everyone, although we are stumped by the expedition, we are not ignorant of the situation in the city. Please calm down and think about whether what I am going to say next is right or wrong! This civil war in the city, this riot, in the final analysis, is because of the reckless behavior of the garrison officers!"

"That's right!" the rebels immediately responded with a loud voice. It was because of this that they were organized, and they naturally did not hesitate in the slightest to answer.

"Shut up!"

"What nonsense are you talking about......"

In the face of the sewage that was deducted on his head, the garrison officer naturally wanted to refute it, especially the people who joined later, of course, some of them did not speak.

"You have indeed been wronged!" said Richard, shouting at the Garrison, and the people retracted their voices in a daze. They didn't know what Richard meant, so they had to listen to what he had to say.

"Many of the garrison officers have always acted with the idea of justice and have not committed any so-called 'atrocities', and many of them are former members of our Oberissk, and I can vouch for their lives for their character! Ladies and gentlemen, the beliefs and essence of this organization of the garrison officers are not wrong! Please also recall whether they were as unsightly as they are now!"

Listening to Richard's words, people looked down and remembered. Admittedly, they did have a brief period of time thinking that "having such a group of people is not bad".

It was at this moment that Williams' voice rang out again.

"No! The original garrison officers were so incorruptible and fair, and they can be described as 'the embodiment of justice'! During this period, our Battle Guild also experienced it, and we can testify to it! So, when did they gradually change, and gradually became what they are today. I tell you, it started with the addition of one person, who twisted the will and spirit of the garrison, and even killed its conscience for the sake of power, Howard, the former leader of the garrison!"

Truly!

Everyone had a sudden sense of enlightenment, and the behavior of the garrison officer when Howard was still there was at most radical, and it was also a part of the people, and whenever someone came to complain, they would apologize seriously.

Becoming brutal was after his death, and fishing for law enforcement, intimidation and extortion, and even indiscriminate killing of innocents were all after his death, and if he hadn't died, he would never have gotten to where he is today.

And about his death, everyone has always accepted that he first heard about the accidental death, but now listening to Richard's words, it seems that there is another hidden reason in this. Howard was killed, which means that the Garrison's fall to date was not a natural evolution but a man-made one.

If this is the case, then there is really a specific culprit in this riot. The question is......

"Who is it!" one of them shouted out before everyone else. It was Booker Blair, and Howard had died in front of him, and he had been haunting it.

"Tell me, Richard, who it is!"

"Booker. Richard slowed his voice and said lightly, "You should be able to imagine it." ”

Should I have thought of it? yes, it should have been thought of a long time ago. That day, in that dungeon, it wasn't the enemy's dagger that actually killed Howard, but the loud shout that preceded it. Whose voice is that?

With that in mind, Booker turned a little to look at the man, Mordan Röntgen.