"Nobodi, stop!"

The imminent situation was stopped by one man, the owner of Nobodi.

He had just gotten out of the carriage when the nearby knight had already explained the situation to him, and his heart was filled with rage.

He would have been in a good mood.

Because last night, at the ball in the estate of Viscount Randster on the outskirts of the city, he met a high-ranking warrior from the imperial capital, and successfully accepted him as his guest.

In the armies of various countries, the soldiers of the main army are low-level soldiers, and these low-level soldiers are actually civilians who have undergone a certain degree of training, wear leather armor, and are proficient in the use of military weapons.

Even so, they had an overwhelming advantage over the unarmed civilians.

And a high-level warrior, as long as one person, can easily open a peerless among hundreds of civilians with weapons in their hands, as long as these civilians are not holding a military weapon such as a heavy crossbow to fire a volley, then there is basically no way to take this high-level warrior.

From the perspective of the entire continent, high-level warriors may not be uncommon, but for the second son of a small Earl of the Kingdom of Xiya, having a high-level warrior under him can be said to be very beneficial.

So he was very proud, and the spring breeze was proud.

The spring breeze is proud.

Although he didn't know this poem, it was undoubtedly a reflection of his previous mood.

And now, his carriage has been stopped in his family's city, so how proud he was before, how annoyed he is now.

He is ready to make the mud-legged men who dare to offend the majesty of House Noble pay!

Then, he saw Ellie.

Of course he knew Ellie, his only sister's personal maid, how could he not recognize him.

So, the anger had to turn into a helpless wry smile.

"Nobodi, stop!" he shouted again.

......

Rust watched his sister reluctantly come over.

My sister is only 4 years old this year, her height has just broken through one meter, she has bright silver hair like herself, her little face is flushed, and her timid look at the moment makes people can't help but want to take her home.

But Rust didn't have to, because the young beast belonged to his own family.

This fierce collision on the streets of St. Valentine turned out to be an internal oolong of the Noble family.

Feeling the gaze of the crowd around him, Rust smiled helplessly, and finally, he rubbed his sister's hair.

For small creatures like young girls and Lori, "touching the head and killing" is a very effective skill, and probably only the kind of Lori that the twenty or thirty-year-old man becomes after crossing over, will be immune to this.

Enid wasn't, so she squinted and enjoyed the intimacy from her brother.

A murderer may be a dutiful son, and a terrorist may love art. So, despite being mentally mature beyond ordinary people in some respects, and despite killing a whole group of tomb robbers in a deep mountain tomb hundreds of miles away yesterday, it is not strange that a four-year-old girl has a relieved expression when her brother touches her head?

Enid was very fond of her two older brothers.

Because they love themselves too. Maybe it's because girls can't get the right to inherit in the kingdom of Thea, but Enid doesn't care.

Enid wasn't going to put herself and anything else on either side of the scales to let her brothers choose. Only the stupidest girl would repeatedly ask her boyfriend who he saved when she and his mother fell into the water. In the same way, people who try to quantify other people's feelings for themselves with something will eventually find that their feelings really have a price.

That's not interesting at all.

"My father may blame me for today's events, but he will never say anything even a little harsh to you. ”

"So what?" Enid squinted and smiled, "Second brother, do you want me to take the initiative to admit my mistake to my father?"

"Second brother, hmph, I hate that title. Smiling slightly, Rust did not answer directly. Even though he was still on the street, Rust continued indifferently, "As long as you kill that guy, I'll be your only brother." Aren't you looking forward to this day, Ini?"

"Not at all. Enid grimaced.

In a sense, Enid didn't react to this statement, which could be called the ultimate sister control.

"You guy, you openly declared on the street that you want to murder your own brother!" Someone jumped out, it was the young man who had just helped Ellie.

"Just kidding. Rust shrugged and glanced at him, "Are you?"

"I, I'm just a passing adventurer. ”

A passing ...... The bustling street suddenly became eerily quiet, and even when the knight whipped his horse and the crowd parted like a tide, the noisy whispering did not stop, but at this moment, it suddenly became quiet.

"Just when your men wanted to trample to death a poor girl the size of your sister, and when your men vilely swung their weapons at the unsuspecting lady, I should have thought that a man with such men would not be a nobleman worthy of respect. ”

The young man's words echoed in the air, but at this moment, no one else spoke.

Everyone was looking at the young man who was talking with strange expressions, as if they were ...... A flock of sheep is looking at a maverick sheep who is growling at a sheepdog.

Maybe it's actually a wolf in sheep's clothing?

And Rust was furious.

Not a sister, just an ordinary adventurer...... An ordinary adventurer dares to talk to himself like this?

Rust looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a dead man.

But the young man had no intention of stopping, waving his arms to match his lines, and the speed of his speech became faster and more intense.

"Poor Noble family, thousands of years of inheritance, there is a unscrupulous descendant like you! A guy like you, who is unable to protect the lives of his own people, and acts recklessly, still wants to covet the position of an earl? It is a fool's dream! If one day you really become an earl, the lilacs will wither because of the misfortune of the family, and what you do is not worthy of being a nobleman, no, not even a person!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this scolding, and Raste, as the person concerned, felt that he was about to explode.

Rust, with fiery eyes, looked at the eager Nobodi next to him. Nobodi nodded, and slowly pulled out the cross sword at his waist, and the cold killing intent shrouded the young man who was still unconscious.