Ksmerd sneered and said, "You mean to ask me to cancel the engagement of Soraton and let you marry Lady Jamila, right?"

"That's right, that's what I mean, what's the matter? You can make a price, it doesn't matter how much. Oslo grinned, as if he knew what to expect.

"Hmph, isn't it great to be rich, don't trade everything, and don't think money can buy anything!" said Kersmund coldly.

"I've grown up so much that I've never seen anything I want that money can't buy, and this time will be no exception, will it? Oslo stuck out his tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and continued, "What about one and a half million dinars? ”

Marveling at Oslo's sure appearance, Kersmund asked, "Why are you so confident? Does Lady Jamila like you and marry you willingly?"

"It doesn't matter if she likes me now, other issues don't matter, you are the only obstacle between us, as long as there is no obstacle from you, I will definitely be able to marry her. I'll give you two million dinars, okay? Of course, you can ask for more, but don't be too greedy, young man. The smile on Oslo's face gradually retracted.

"I won't allow you to marry Lady Jamila if you can't make her happy, and besides, I'm going to ask Lady Jamila before I come and talk to you!"

Oslo also quickly stood up, stopped him, and hurriedly said: "This is a matter between me and the two of you, this transaction must not be known to Lady Jamila, otherwise it will be meaningless." Young people, don't think too much, you just need to follow the strongest ** in your heart, and then be brave enough to make a choice. And I will pay three million dinars in return for your promise to me. Three million dinars is enough for a man like you to squander for a lifetime. With so much money, you can easily get a woman more beautiful than Ms. Jamila, and Ms. Jamila, I have a soft spot for her, so you can give her to me. ”

"No, if Madam Jamila marries you willingly, not only will I not prevent you from marrying her, but I will help you, let alone ask you for half a dinar. But if you use some despicable and dirty means to achieve your goal of marrying her, I will definitely stop you. Your attempt to get Soraton to cancel the marriage through money has made me doubt your style, and even your personality, and for the sake of Ms. Jamila, I have to talk to her all the more. I'm sorry, I'm leaving!" Kersmund stepped forward, intending to walk out the door.

"Hmph, I'm not a place where you can come and go when you want! I didn't allow you to leave, so you have to stay here obediently for me! You shouldn't have been invited here like this unscathed, I underestimated you and didn't send enough strength to deal with you, but don't think I can't help you!" Before the words fell, Oslo clapped his hands three times. Immediately, a large number of people flocked to the hall outside the door of the hall.

Unlike the dozen or so men dressed as citizens in linen robes who had just been sent to "invite" Ksmerd, the two dozen or so who came in from outside the door were all fully armed. They all wore short chain mail, giant helmets or pointed helmets, and iron or chain mail leggings wrapped around their legs and feet. And the weapons they hold in their hands are warrior swords, or heavy hand half swords. In addition, they all have a fan-shaped shield, which they hold in their hands, or carry on their backs.

These two dozen or so people are all professional samurai, and although they are not regular soldiers, they have equipment and strength comparable to those of regular troops. As soon as they rushed in through the door, they immediately surrounded Sensed's place. Once besieged by these twenty or so well-armed professional samurai, even if Kosmod had the best skills, with his own strength, it would be difficult to resist the enemy in such a situation.

Oslo stepped back with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, looking like he was going to watch the professional warriors besiege Kersmond. And Osmerd reacted very quickly, and immediately made a decision, and at the same time as Oslo retreated, he immediately strode forward, and his right hand attacked like Oslo with lightning speed.

However, this fat-headed, big-eared, clumsy Oslo turned out to be extraordinary, and he had a sinister killing move. Before he could catch him with his right hand, his right hand, which had been placed behind his back, slammed into his right hand, which already held a short sword. This move was sudden, like a dormant viper, and it attacked his prey by surprise, which was really beyond the expectation of Kosmerd.

Fortunately, Kersmed's adaptability was strong enough to react in time, and he narrowly avoided his slash with his right hand, while Kersmerd's left hand grabbed straight at the wrist of Oslo's right hand holding the knife. Oslo hurriedly returned his sword and slashed again, attacking Kersmer's left hand.

Kersmead's left hand retracted, but his right hand had already pulled out the best elite scimitar from his waist, and with lightning speed, swung it from the bottom up, slashing at Oslo's right shoulder. Oslo had no choice but to hurriedly return his sword to parry, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the best elite scimitar in Kersmer's hand and the short sword in Oslo's hand struck together.

The battle between the two was a long story, but it actually took less than three seconds, as they were very quick to shoot and react. The continuous attacks of Kosmer's left and right hands surprised Oslo and the maid next to him, as well as the dozen or so professional samurai who were besieging him.

When the two swords clashed, the twenty or so professional samurai who rushed from the door were still a short distance away from the two men who were fighting, and the maid behind Oslo immediately approached Kersmer from his left hand side and stabbed a dagger into Kersmer's head.

Kersmund had long been wary of the woman, and he deliberately did not use all his strength against Oslo - when the woman attacked him, he remained unmoved with his left hand, and had secretly shifted the target of the attack in his mind.

The woman was very ruthless, and she saw that Hemod and Oslo were slashing with their swords, and it was difficult to dodge the moment, and she attacked Hemord. She only thought that Cosmod was dealing with Oslo with all his might, and had no time to care about others, and at the same time, according to common sense, his left hand was sluggish and weak. However, she never expected that Kesmerd could be dual-minded, that his left hand was as powerful and agile as his right, and that he had already turned his main focus on her.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly flipped and grabbed the right wrist of the woman's right hand with the dagger, and without waiting for the woman to react, Kersmerd turned around and put the scimitar on the woman's chest.

"Don't come here, if you come closer, I'll kill her at once!" exclaimed to the approaching professional samurai.

The professional samurai immediately stopped and turned their eyes to Oslo.

Oslo hurriedly said: "She is just a maid, her life is not worth anything to me, what are you holding her hostage? Do you think that this will make us retreat and spare your life? What a naïve! I tell you, at most, you can only ask this maid to bury you! If I were you, in such a situation, I would immediately choose to give up the senseless resistance, and then take three million dinars, and fly away from now on, and live happily. Be sensible, young man, you are foolish to kill yourself like this. Don't think that blackmailing a maid will make me spare your life! Now, do you want to live happily or die a miserable death? The maid who was held hostage by Kersmer suddenly lost her face, her right hand was grabbed by Germerd, and the dagger immediately came out of her hand, and fell to the ground with a "dang" thud, and her body was forced to lean into Kersmerd's arms, and began to tremble. After Oslo said that, the maid seemed to want to say something, but after looking at Oslo, she stopped talking and finally said nothing.

Kersmud looked down at her, then turned his gaze to Oslo, smiled, and said, "The life of your family is so good! Even a maid is so white and pure, with fine skin and tender flesh, that you can see at a glance that she is usually pampered and well-fed, and has not suffered at all. Besides, it seems to me that this maid looks a little like you, and I at first suspected that she was your sister, but it turned out that she was really nothing more than a maid! Since this maid is not worth much to you, well, I will cut her like a cabbage now, and then I will fight you to the death!"

At this moment, the woman in Ksmord's arms is not only in very good shape, but also very delicate. Her big eyes were embedded in her beautiful face, so blue and clear, and her eyes were sparkling and very moving. Her skin was as white as snow, and her smooth cheeks seemed to be blown apart. In addition, her hair is silvery-white with a hint of blonde.

"No! I'm not a maid! Brother, save me, he's going to kill me, don't make such jokes!" the woman screamed in terror in Ksmerd's arms.

Kersmead was very perceptive, and when he first saw these two people, he had already noticed that the eyebrows and faces of the man and the woman were somewhat similar, so he paid extra attention to this woman, and guessed her true identity from her features.

"You're going to let her go!" what kind of man are you holding a lady hostage like this?" said Oslo hastily and angrily.

Germund smiled and said, "Are you embarrassed to say that I? What kind of man are you so many people to deal with me? I was forced into a desperate situation by you, so I made this decision!"

"Get out of the way!" Kersmund shouted without waiting for Oslo to say more, raising his voice and walking with the woman towards the hall door. Those professional samurai didn't dare to stop them, so they had to make a way.

Kersmund pushed the woman and walked straight for the door, keeping an eye on the situation behind her and around her. As he approached the gate, Kersmund shouted again, "Open the door and lead my horse!"

Oslo, who was following him closely, had to care for his sister's life, so he had to shout: "Listen to him, open the door, lead his horse to him!"

Soon, a servant led his horse to Grim as he walked out of the door.

Grim was about to let go of the woman and get on his horse to leave, but he was alert to the fact that there were several figures moving in the nearest tower. Immediately after being noticed by the figures, he looked over with a keen eye, and immediately noticed that several men with bows and arrows appeared on the tower, and it was obvious that they were aiming at him with bows and arrows, and they were ready to shoot at him.

Korsmerd had heard of the prestige of the Vegian archers, and knew that the Kingdom of Veggia was a nation that admired and excelled in archery. Therefore, he would never dare to underestimate those archers. He suppressed the panic in his heart, kept his composure, pretended not to see the archers, and said to the woman, "Quick!

"Get on the horse, you...... What else are you going to do?" the woman said in a panic.

Sensed shook his knife in front of her eyes, and she immediately did not dare to say anything more, and immediately climbed onto the back of the military horse. And Sensed followed her on his horse, always keeping a close distance from her.

Oslo shouted angrily not far away, "Presumptuous, you still don't let her go, where are you going to take her?"

"Don't be nervous! I'm a more enthusiastic person, and I want to accompany your sister to walk around the city of Kulau for a walk. Just send someone with you, just don't let go of the cold arrow, or you will hurt your sister by mistake, don't blame me!" Before he could finish speaking, Kersmed's left hand grasped the reins of the horse and shook it, driving the horse to move in his crotch, while his right hand was still holding the knife against the woman's chest.

In order to avoid being injured by the archers' hidden arrows, Minded deliberately got very close to the woman, and his face was almost stacked on top of hers. He did this so that the archers could not easily aim at him, and had some scruples, for fear of causing accidental injury, and would not release the arrows casually.

The woman's heavy, rapid breathing kept ringing in his ears, and a peculiar aroma from her continued to penetrate his heart, making Kersmund feel refreshed. Her body was close to Ekmerd's arms, and she didn't dare to resist Eksmer, she just kept shivering. And all of this was really felt by Sensesmer.

Kersmund looked sideways at her long eyelashes and her pursed mouth, and his heart suddenly softened, and he whispered in her ear, "What is your name, this lady?"

The woman bit her lip before replying, "My name is Shirley......"

Although Kersmund still held the knife to the chest of the woman named Shirley, he said gently, "Oh, Ms. Shirley, I can't help myself to do this to you, I'm really sorry." In order to save my life, I have no choice but to be rude to you. Besides, why do you dress like a lady-in-waiting?"

The woman replied tremblingly, "When my brother goes out to deal with you, I will follow, but my brother wants me to take off all the jewelry on my body first, and put on this maid's suit, and pretend to be a maid, before I go out." However, in the end, you still found out!"

Eksmerd shook his head, smiled, and said no more.

The two of them rode their horses, and soon walked the long street with few pedestrians, and entered another street where there were many people. Arriving at the lively crowd, Kersmod secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then dismounted, and then helped Shirley to dismount.

"Good-bye, dear Lady Shirley, don't be so afraid of me, for I won't hurt you at all!" said Kersmed, turning back on his horse, and rode away.

After Shirley broke free from Eyeminder's grasp, she quickly retreated, and shouted angrily at Eyemind, "I'm not afraid of you!