"No, Vitin, you don't know what a monster is. Swain clenched his fists, his gaze swirling over Vitin's four legs, "Do you think those strange shapes that scare you are monsters? No, you don't understand, you haven't seen what a twist is, you don't understand what chaos is, you don't know what fear really means. ”

Sven took a breath and clenched his fists, making his final preparations.

"Violence is the most effective way, but it is also the least effective, and it can be used at any time, but at any time it carries risks. So, when we solve problems, we tend to look for solutions other than violence, but at the same time, it is extremely difficult to fight the thrill of violence, so I am very happy to use this method, even if there is a better way. ”

"Please, please show me all the chaos and darkness. "Fight, whether for your dignity or for your ambitions, let out all the impulses in your heart now, in front of me, in front of Viting, in ...... Yes, in front of the little prince. ”

Swain glanced at Yolo with his peripheral vision.

"If you want to see, then you can see it well. ”

As soon as Swain finished speaking, before he could make a move, Wei Ting rushed over with a battle axe. Now he has truly achieved the integration of men and horses, and his huge body carries the momentum of cavalry charge, and the force of this impact is no longer something that the human body can support.

But Swain had no intention of dodging, he stood still, waiting for Vittin to rush in front of him.

He raised his hand and took the tomahawk that Viting had swung down.

Wei Ting narrowed his eyes and stared at the glove-like magic shield on Swain's hand, although he was not a magician and didn't understand magic things, but after all, he had seen so much, and now he had been transformed into this appearance, so he could vaguely feel that the layer of things in Swain's hand was not as fragile as it seemed on the surface.

"It's a familiar smell. Thresy touched her chin and said thoughtfully, "Is it the same thing as 'Beatrice's Gaze'?" or is it from 'Beatrice's Gaze'......"

Vitting's arms tensed, and he used all his strength to press the tomahawk down, but Sven's hands holding the tomahawk were as motionless as granite, and he resisted Vitting's strength.

"Hmm......" Sweat slowly dripped from Wei Ting's forehead, he never thought that Sven's thin body could withstand his full force.

Seeing that he couldn't break the opponent with one blow, Wei Ting had no choice but to give up the attack and pull away from the back.

Sven gasped, he didn't have much magic left in his body now, after being emptied of the mana power in his whole body by Yang, Sven not only lost the original mana that was so large that it was almost inexhaustible, but even the recovery speed of mana was extremely low, he had exhausted all his mana when he tried to save Baron Deniz before, and now, the amount of mana power he recovered was almost nothing.

"Hah-" Wei Ting also saw Swain's weakness, and he raised his tomahawk and once again came to the fullest with his galloping momentum, trying to use the difference in strength to decide the winner before Swain could react effectively.

Swain took a deep breath and raised his hands again, fed the tomahawk that Viting had swung. And as before, Weiting's axe was held up by Sven, and there was no way to continue down even an inch of distance.

"Damn, what is it?" Wei Ting's eyes widened, staring at the dark green thing in Swain's hand, he knew very well that Swain himself could not stop him from two consecutive axe swings, so the root of the problem must be on that weird dark green thing.

Sven naturally couldn't answer him, he struggled to hold Weiting's axe, not to mention the force that Weiting exerted on it, the axe itself alone is probably at least dozens of kilograms, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to hold, let alone hold it.

Taking advantage of the gap between the confrontation between Swin and Vitin, Thresy took the opportunity to possess and whisper in Yolo's ear: "Your Highness, do you see it?

Listening to Seresi's question, Yolo's small body couldn't help but tremble, even if he was young, he knew that if it was so big, if it looked at him, he would definitely be split in half.

"It's terrible, isn't it? But don't be afraid, you see, isn't that big and thick axe blocked by the Count Jericho?"

Hearing Thresy mention Swain's name, Yolo's body shook even more.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Seresi's mouth curled even more pleasantly.

"Please watch it carefully and remember this scene firmly, yes, those demons and monsters that make humans afraid and make humans afraid really exist in this world. Fairy tales are not all made up to scare children, there are also some monsters that really exist, they even exist around you, and in the face of these monsters, how can humans rely on their weak abilities to resist?"

Yolo hugged his arms tightly, and his whole body almost shrunk together.

"So, no matter how much people boast about themselves, no matter how much they praise the greatness of human civilization, no matter how much the sages praise the splendor of human nature, we must always admit that we are afraid of the world, we are deeply afraid of what we do not know, just as we are afraid of the darkness, as we are afraid of ghosts, which is a fear rooted in the memory of our ancestors. Please don't forget that this fear cannot be removed, and once you find that the things that are intimidating are no longer scary, then it can only mean one thing......"

Thresy leaned against Yolo's side, pointing at Sven, the grinning shadow cast on Yolo's face.

"You're like that Count Jericho, you're no different from a monster. Because there is no difference from those monsters, because the unknown has become known, because it has become the same kind as the monster, so it is no longer afraid, so the fear rooted in the memory of the human race will disappear!

With that, Thresy burst open and laughed out loud, straightened up, and performed a very standard aristocratic salute to Yolo, then raised his hand, pulled his face, and tore the skin off his face.

"Aha-"

Seresi's strange screech was accompanied by Yolo's shrill scream.

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Marshal Rudolph squinted at the almost bald man in front of him, with a stench on his body. He touched the pistol at his waist and wrinkled his nose, thinking to himself that if this guy went any further, he would shoot him immediately to prevent the stench from getting on his body.

Almost all the people in the Hall of Glory were far away from the guy who suddenly came in with a large group of soldiers, not only because of the weapons in the other man's hands, but also because of the completely unacceptable stench on his body.

"Good evening, everyone. With a contemptuous smile on his lips, Sinjid looked around at the people in the Hall of Glory, "Allow me to introduce myself, the contemptible man served in the army under Prince Michel VII of Priton, and then followed Count Swain No. Jericho for a while, but a few days ago I had to change my court again because I disagreed with my new employer." ”

The nobles in the Hall of Glory were whispering, and some of the nobles in official positions quickly guessed Sinjid's identity.

"And my new owner should be no stranger to everyone. Singid chuckled and beckoned his subordinates to pull up the two children, "Familiar, right? That's right, these two are His Highness Alexei and His Highness Paul, who disappeared in Tiamat Palace the day before yesterday." ”

This time, the aristocracy was even more surprised, and they no longer even deliberately lowered their voices, but talked directly.

Marshal Rudolph pursed his lips and at the same time clenched the pistol at his waist.

Sinjid seemed pleased with the surprise of the crowd, and he did not try to silence them, but only looked at the faces of the nobles with a smile on his face.

"Today, I will send the two Highnesses back to Tiamat Palace, and I want to declare one thing on behalf of the two Highnesses, and make the **** that happened in Tiamat Palace public that day!"

All eyes were on Sinjid, and at the same time they couldn't help but look at Alexei and Paul a few more times, and on the faces of the two children, they could not see fear or panic, but only looked dull.

Singid paused for a few seconds, and after a moment of impatient silence, he continued: "Of course, the man who led the attack on Tiamat Palace was not Count Ernest no Jericho and his Imperial Capital Garrison. ”

As he spoke, he turned his face sideways and smiled at Marshal Rudolph.

"It's me!"

After a brief silence in the Hall of Glory, there was an immediate uproar, almost all the nobles looked at Sinjid in disbelief, and even Marshal Rudolph couldn't help but show a look of surprise, even he couldn't figure out which side this person was on now.

Sinjid still smiled.

"At that time, I was still employed by Count Swain No. Jericht, in other words, but the employer of me and my troops was the ...... who were now actually in charge of the state and wielding the supreme power of the Empire."

"Count Swain No. Jericht!"

Listening to the growing uproar, the smile on Sinjid's lips became even stronger, and he even glanced at Marshal Rudolph with interest, although the appearance of this marshal was beyond his expectations, but it did not hinder his plans too much.

And there were quite a few people, especially those who served in the Imperial government, but were not fully loyal to Swain and Katarina, who also set their sights on Marshal Rudolph.

"Evidence?" said the old marshal, raising his head, looking at him more contemptuously than Sinjid, "not to mention the charge of leading troops into the palace of Tiamat, why should I believe your words, and why should I believe the statement of a traitor and criminal?"

"Aren't these two royal highnesses enough?"

"Of course not enough!" Marshal Rudolph glared at Sinjid, "you said you returned them to the palace of Tiamat?

"Oh ho, of course not. Sinjid smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't even believe the two princes, then well, I'll show you something you can believe." ”

Sinjid snapped his fingers and motioned for his men to bring their things.

He took a small book from his subordinates and threw it to Marshal Rudolph.

Marshal Rudolph caught the book with his left hand, while his right hand firmly held the handle of the pistol at his waist.

"This is a memorandum from the Marquis de Metternich—oh, the former Marquis de Metternich—and you may check with your side Monsieur Franz No-Metternich to see if it is true. ”

Franz took the notepad from the old marshal's hand, flipped it over, and frowned tightly.

"That's right......," he said, looking up at Sinjid, "it's my grandfather's." ”

Marshal Rudolph also glanced at Sinjid, then grabbed the notepad from Franz's hand and flipped through it,

And when he saw the last page, his face suddenly changed.