After everyone went out, the originally bustling tent instantly quieted down, Stannis looked at the starry sky outside the tent, the spring breeze rolled up the curtain of the tent, this calm made him feel extremely comfortable at the moment, a big war was coming, but his heart had no waves, maybe after seeing so many life and death, his heart was really slowly eroded by darkness as revealed by the divine seal?

When everything was ready, Count Snake's side finally replied, and it seemed that they were tired of trying to attack the high ground again and again in vain against stray arrows and rolling stones, and instead agreed to Stannis's offer of a decisive battle. It's just that the reply letter from the Southern Guardian is full of arrogance, and between the lines there is a disdain for Stannis, as if his knights only need a pig, and Stannis and his people will be so frightened that they will jump into the river and commit suicide.

Sure enough, as Stannis expected, these knights have been arrogant to the point of unreasonableness, although the south does have the most brave and orthodox knights of the principality, but it can't be so unworthy of the enemy, Stannis can't wait to see himself defeat them in the most unexpected way, and the jaw-dropping expressions of these noble lords when they capture this group of unbeatable knights.

However, before the war came, Stannis had a few personal matters to settle with.

In the afternoon, Stannis had Robert called to the river, saying that he had something important to discuss.

When his younger brother ran to the river, he found that Stannis was the only one sitting on a stake by the river, and no outsiders were present.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Robert cautiously approached the lord, but the latter just sat there quietly washing his sword over and over again with the river water, and the ice death sword washed by the living water reflected the figures of both of them.

Robert swallowed subconsciously, he had never seen this guy so silent, and letting a man of many words become like this often means something unfortunate happening.

At this point, Stannis stopped washing his sword and turned to Robert, his eyes faintly revealing an unsettling crimson.

"You know why I always like to say, 'Lead him to the river and cut him,' but haven't really killed anyone until now?"

Robert felt that it was a pit, but he could only jump down.

“...... No...... I don't know. ”

"Because cutting off people's heads will pollute the river with blood spurting out, I don't want people downstream to eat water with a bloody smell, after all, urinating casually upstream is already very unqualified. ”

"......" Robert was speechless for this answer, "Boss, I'll go back first if there's nothing to do, I think I'm going to attack that stupid big sister in Charachi with more effort, she can't tell who is me or you now!"

But as he turned to take the first step, Stannis's faint words stopped him.

"But I wonder what it would be like to dye this river red with the blood of a golden griffin, so I ......"

Before the words fell, Stannis had already slashed forward with both hands on the ice death, and Robert, who was still smiling, immediately emitted white gas from his whole body at the moment when the sword was about to cut his head, and then moved behind Stannis at the speed of thunder.

"Boss, don't play anymore. Although Stannis had already made a dead hand, Robert still looked playful, and his sword was still lying quietly in its scabbard, with no intention of pulling it out.

But Stannis didn't answer, his whole body was already surrounded by dragon sound dark armor, and a black warrior covered in golden light appeared in front of Robert, and it looked like he was going to play for real.

"Don't pretend anymore, the last blood of the golden griffin. ”

"Who?" to this day, Robert is still pretending to be dead, although Stannis has seen through his true identity, but he still tries his best to remain calm, he has lived under Robert's name for fifteen years, and does not mind living forever.

"Very interesting! Do you want to tell me that you are an ordinary knight's squire with a white breath all over your body?"

Robert laughed: "You say this! I am a kind of Oriental qigong that I have contacted, I used to wander in Elisses for a period of time when I was a child, and there was a warrior monk there who once taught me how to sublimate the power in my body into qi and use it, I once told you, have you forgotten?"

"Sublimation, no, it should be suppression! suppress the golden blood flowing in your body. ”

Robert's hand clenched subconsciously, and the traverser finally saw through the bloodline he was trying so hard to break off.

"Ahh

But Stannis has made up his mind to have a showdown with him today, and his strength and speed have increased several times since he put on the black armor, and he believes that only in this way can he force out the true strength that Robert, who always pretends to be a pig, has.

Without a word of nonsense, Stannis's sword slashed through his younger brother's chest, and the shallow wound oozed red blood.

Robert's eyes widened in disbelief, "Play really!"

"Since you won't admit your true identity, I'll have to fight until you admit it!" Stannis had already made up his mind to restore Robert to the Golden Griffon's descendant.

And this time he really a guy he shouldn't have messed with.

"Why, why do you want me to be the one I don't want to be!"

Robert looked genuinely angry, and he held the hilt of the two-handed sword of Holy Vengeance behind his back with one hand, aiming it at Stannis in an oriental backhand grip.

Stannis saw that this strange grip was so similar to the drawing technique of Notai Knife!?

"What the hell is this, does this world have a cohes?"

The advantage of pulling out the sword behind the back is that as long as it is pulled out, it can be slashed downwards to save an action, which is why the blade is always inserted in the scabbard with the blade facing up.

Of course, this knowledge is what the senior dead house learned from the island country ACG, and when he really faced this kind of one-hit killing swordsmanship, he was blinded.

Because Robert's sword had already appeared in front of Stannis at an astonishing speed of drawing, and he was still struggling with why Robert, who was obviously from the Western Continent, could use the oriental-style technique of killing people, and what was the origin of this guy?

Don't let him think about it, Long Yin Dark Armor has already manipulated his body to raise his sword to block this blow, and the splashing sparks only reveal one fact - that is, Robert is really angry this time!