Ernest looked at Manfred, he had never seen this guy, especially the robe that Manfred was wearing, which seemed out of place in this era, and even the style was quite different from the traditional dress of the Cyruls.

And Manfred's current appearance, even Swain couldn't recognize it immediately when he saw it, after all, the difference between Manfred with hair and Manfred without hair is too big, it's like two people. Fortunately, Manfred's unusual height still allowed Swain to recognize him, at least in the imperial capital, Swain had never seen anyone such a tall.

"Who are you?" Ernest asked with a cold stat at Manfred, he didn't use his identity as the commander of the Imperial Capital Garrison to suppress the other party, and the person who could appear in this building that was about to collapse was definitely not something that could be intimidated by this identity.

"Let me introduce myself," Manfred did not do a very complete courtesy because he was holding Yang, but leaned forward slightly to show politeness, "Below is the twenty-third Count of Glamorgan, the last king of the Franconians, Manfred Alcardo von Northferatus, who is called the Crazy Count by the Siliurians. ”

Swain had already guessed this fact, so he didn't look surprised at all, but Ernest, and his calm eyes couldn't help but ripple.

"You want to say you're a character from hundreds of years ago?" he didn't immediately believe Manfred's words, after all, Ernest had never been in contact with the wizarding world, and even if he could keep his composure and fight monsters at the sight of them, he still wouldn't easily accept anything beyond the norm.

"Exactly, Mr. Jerichault. Manfred was very polite to Ernest, "To be honest, I really underestimated you in the past, with a mortal body, you can defeat enemies so many times stronger than yourself, amazing, really amazing, you remind me of the heroes of that era, even if they only have mortal iron in their hands, even if the enemy is a monster as huge as a mountain, they still dare to move forward bravely and carry out their beliefs until the last moment, please allow me to express this insignificant respect to you." ”

Ernest didn't let his guard down because of Manfred's respectful appearance, his hand still clutching his sword, and his eyes didn't take off Swain and Manfred for a moment.

"It doesn't matter if you're a person who has been dead for hundreds of years," Ernest still didn't believe Manfred's words, and the coldness in his eyes didn't fade in the slightest, "Tell me what your purpose is here, this is the capital of the Empire, people like you should understand what kind of problems there will be when you appear, right?"

Manfred chuckled and shook his head, although his face looked much more handsome, but Swain still felt awkward to see him smile. "Please don't say such things, I have come to see you with real respect, so these hypocritical statements are meaningless. If you want to talk about my purpose, don't you also come here at great risk with an unspeakable purpose?"

Ernest wasn't surprised that Manfred was able to see his purpose, and although it wasn't clear where the guy came from, it seemed that the man who called himself the mad count was behind the accident at the Home Office.

His gaze was slightly on Sven, and in Ernest's opinion, Sven's presence here was also worth pondering. Although he was arrested by Beria, it is difficult to tell if the two men are in a gang now, and now that the guy named Manfred looks like he has destroyed the entire Ministry of Internal Affairs.

If they are really together, then ...... Ernest clenched the hilt of his sword, and it would be difficult for him to face two opponents with strange abilities at the same time.

"Are you scared?" Swain saw Ernest's small movements, and before his anger subsided, he immediately uttered mocking words.

Ernest glanced at Swain and ignored him. Although they are father and son in blood, they have only met once before today, and even if they are on that side, the two of them have their own murderous intentions, and they want to kill each other at any time.

"You have always been like this, even if you pretend to be calm on the surface, but in your bones you are a coward, abandoning the responsibilities of the Jericho family, abandoning the obligations of the Midnight Earl, and running to the imperial capital alone, is there a more shameful behavior than this?" Although Ernest didn't plan to talk to Swain more, Swain didn't let him go, and Swain, who had been recalled by Yang just now, hadn't vented enough anger in his heart at this time, and there was hardly any friendship between father and son in his tone.

"Are you going to talk to me about this stuff here?" Even, since Swain is so aggressive, Ernest naturally won't let anyone bully, "it's just some useless nonsense, and these high-sounding excuses are not necessary at all." Do you really care about those things, about the traditions and glory of the so-called Earl of Midnight? You do something completely different from that fellow, after all, you are just a liar in a disguise. ”

"Liar?" made the demon for Swain to pull back the cane that fell to the ground, Sven leaned on his cane, and looked at Ernest, the momentum of the two people was evenly matched, and neither of them wanted to fall into the disadvantage, "Don't laugh at the dead, you are the traitor of the Jericho family, and you have given up your family's obligations, what qualifications do you have to say this? Now I am the speaker of the Jericho family, this family, and those in the outside world, will agree with my words, not you." ”

"Addicted to the pedantry of yesterday's old dreams?" Ernest stared at Swain coldly, although his expression did not change, but his heart was not without fluctuations in Swain's provocation, "Obsessed with the outdated things of the family, and thinking about wrapping yourself in parasitic mistletoe and sucking the juice of the country, how can you people really understand the appearance of this world." ”

"Don't say that!" Swain snarled, "do you want to say that your escape is for the sake of a new era? But you have lost even what is in front of you, what are you left? What do you have?"

"This sentence should be for me to say, what are you left with? What do you have? A guy who can be called a dry bone in a mound, a talent like you, a worthless title of nobility, an empty castle and a territory, what will a guy like you have in life?"

"I have something you don't have. Swain smiled, he rarely laughed, only when he was stimulated to the point that he could not control the monster in his heart, he would show this smile, like an evil spirit from hell, like Mostima, the head of all the evil spirits that have been defeated in the mortal world, treacherously offering slander before the Lord to take the evil spirits under his hands.

"Sophia, she's mine, she's just my sister, not your daughter anymore, you've lost her forever. Soon, everything I should take back will be taken from you, whether it is relatives, property, identity, status, even your flesh and blood from the Jericho family, I will take it away, and your life should be dedicated to Jericho as the price of your betrayal. ”

Ernest, who had always maintained a calm look, was finally completely enraged by Swain's words, he could keep his face calm in the face of Swain's provocation, but losing Sophia was the biggest mistake in his life, and it was the only thing he couldn't forgive himself.

"You're wrong!" Ernest drew his gun without hesitation, aiming it at Sven's forehead, "None of this is yours, Sophia isn't yours, and nothing else is yours!

Without a moment's hesitation, Ernest pulled the trigger directly. Sven, who had difficulty dodging his legs and feet, was pierced through the forehead by this bullet, but the smile on his face did not stagnate, and even the corners of his mouth curved higher.

"Hehe, do you want to kill me?" Obviously there was a hole in his forehead, but Sven's expression was like nothing was wrong, and although the blood had covered his face, he still refused to restrain his smile.

Ernest didn't stop because he was surprised, and he didn't even take it aback, and just rushed forward and approached Swain's side. When he stepped into Swain's side, the glittering sword in his hand was already aimed at Sven's neck.

Sven was not afraid of bullets, but in the face of Ernest's swordsmanship, which could inflict fatal wounds on him, Sven still had to be careful. Because his body was not easy to move, and melee combat could not be bargained for by Ernest, Swain chose to use his usual tactics, forcing his opponent back with an overwhelming flock of crows.

It was a move that Ernest hadn't seen before, but he reacted quickly, and after realizing that his lunge couldn't break through the opponent's defenses, Ernest decisively chose to stop his pace and retreat to open up the distance. And the group of crows summoned by Sven was also mainly defensive, and did not immediately take the initiative to pursue.

Yang, who was held in Manfred's arms, also gradually woke up at this time, after all, he was a battle-hardened battle mage, and Yang's physical fitness was still much better than ordinary people.

Seeing that he was being held in Manfred's arms, he immediately showed a look of disgust and jumped off himself. However, the wound on his body was still there, so when he fell, he couldn't stand still, and still staggered a few steps.

"What a wonderful offensive and defensive battle!" Manfred looked at the battle between Jericho and his son, with an intoxicated look on his face, "They are truly amazing men, nothing can shake their determination, they will not doubt whether they are right or wrong, they only stick to their own beliefs, and they will challenge the enemy without fear, whether they are strong or weak." That's it, if you don't do this, only such a warrior can be called a 'person', and this is the 'person' I want to see!"

Yang Li stood firm and glanced at Manfred, he was used to Manfred's incomprehensible feelings, but he still asked: "Viscount Jericho may be great, but does that Swain deserve such an evaluation? He is just like you, a monster, just relying on the demonic path passed down from his ancestors, but he doesn't have any commendable achievements, doesn't he?"

Manfred shook his head with a smile, he knew Young's prejudice against Swain, and he didn't expect young Yang to see what he saw Swain look like.

"Mr. Ernest is truly remarkable, like the men I have ever met, brave and strong-willed, with a sword in his hand who can fight for his convictions. But his son, the Count Jericho, you only see him on the surface, but not the roar in his heart. In him, I could see, yes, very similar, really similar, just like me once was, but a little different, he was stronger than me, not like me, completely turned into a monster. ”

Manfred said, with a sad and contemplative expression on his face, and suddenly he became sad.

"Forget it, there's no need for us to stay here any longer, their father and son won't lose their lives on such a small stage. Let's go, we still have things to do. ”

Yang was even more confused, but he had no objection, the current Ministry of the Interior building still couldn't hold up, and it was unnecessary to waste time here.

Manfred opened the portal, and as he walked inside, he couldn't help but look back and glance at Jericho and his son, who were fighting.

"I really miss the heroes of the knightly era, the amazing men. ”