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Within the territory of the Golden Harvest Territory of the Kingdom of Bellama.

A luxurious carriage drawn by eight horses with the royal insignia was heading towards the lord's mansion, and the knights guarding the carriage on either side were shouting to drive away the pedestrians on the road, and in fact many of them had fled as if they were running away from the plague god when they saw the familiar emblem on the carriage. The convoy of Silvalo, the most notorious idiot prince in the kingdom of Bellamar!

It is said that His Royal Highness the Prince has just visited neighboring Saxony for a duel, and the object of the duel is the most cherished treasure of the Saxon royal family, Princess Luo Jie'an, and the outcome of this duel has determined whether Silvador can marry the princess of the Kingdom of Saxony back to China. Of course, as the two neighboring countries, information always spreads quite quickly, and after the duel is revealed, the entire kingdom of Belrama knows that Silvador has lost the duel!

None of the people of the Golden Spike were angry that their country's prince had lost the duel, but instead gloated over Silvado's tragic defeat. In fact, no one in the entire Bellama Kingdom is optimistic that the idiot prince who only knows how to eat and drink can defeat Princess 'Silver Snow' in a duel, and when the results of the duel are transmitted back to China, everyone should think that this is the case, and it seems that Silvdor's defeat to Princess Luo Jie'an is the most correct result.

In fact, if someone had gone to the Kingdom of Saxony to watch Silvador's duel live, there would have been no idiot prince 'miserably' to Princess Luo Jie'an's idea┉┉

When the convoy approached the lord's mansion, night had fallen, and there was a knife sharpener for constant temperature inside the carriage to keep the temperature in the carriage in a relatively comfortable state, and there was even a vacant seat in the center of the huge carriage to put down a wine table, and there was a half-drunk bottle of Sandenbell wine in the ice bucket on the side, and the envoy who accompanied Silvador to the Kingdom of Saxony was nervous, and from time to time quietly glanced at His Royal Highness the prince who seemed to be asleep.

The level of a person's status can often be judged by the subtle differences in sitting posture, taste, and habits. Now Silvado is leaning against the sand covered with precious animal skins with his eyes closed, his expression is steady as if there is no trace of distraction, and the cold momentum that is inadvertently revealed is like an idiot prince who loves to sprinkle, but more like an emperor who holds the power of life and death in the world.

After the duel, Prince Silvador directly rejected the physician and priest who had treated him, and chose to return to China immediately without making any stay in the Kingdom of Saxony. Originally, everyone thought that His Royal Highness the Prince had lost the duel and was unwilling, but along the way, Silvado seemed silent and ordered no one to disturb him, which was diametrically opposed to the previous character of chattering and insulting without getting what he wanted, and it was only when he returned to a territory in the country to rest for a while, the prince finally ordered two maids to be sent into the house to sleep, but the next day, the maids who were present in the palace seemed to disappear, and never came out after entering the room of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Is it really the idiot prince Silvado who was notorious in the country before? Thinking of this, the envoy couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, which was not clear how many times he had done this.

At this time, Silvado's tightly closed eyelids jumped, and the next moment Silvado suddenly opened his eyes and revealed a cold gaze containing murderous intent, and the messenger who was sitting opposite couldn't help but feel a tightening heart. Suddenly, Silvador beckoned the messenger to sit down.

"Your Royal Highness, do you have any orders?" the messenger asked cautiously, lest he anger Silvador.

"Where are we now, and how long are we to get to the Lord's Mansion?"

The messenger hurriedly inquired about the coachman, and after receiving the answer, he quickly replied: "It's in the barn outside the city, and there are still twenty minutes to go into the city, so please rest for a while." ”

Silvado moved his wrist joints: "No need to rest, twenty minutes away is not far, just walk a little." ”

"Your Highness┉┉What do you mean by this┉┉"

The messenger was puzzled by Silvado's words, but before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly grabbed by Silvado's collar, and the huge force made the messenger's body like a weak chicken grabbed and blocked the car window, and at the same time, several arrows painted black shot into the car window under the cover of night, and all of them were nailed into the messenger's body in a scream.

Silva casually dropped the emissary's still twitching body, and looked at the blood-stained carriage box with a grim bloodthirsty smile, and Silvado's eyes began to flicker with blood.

"Assassins!, all Assassins on guard!!"

"The other party has a crossbow ┉┉ Hurry up and drive the carriage to the back of the granary. ”

The roar of arrows and the shouts of the guards suddenly added up to the chariot, but before long the neighing of the horses came to a halt, apparently the Assassin had shot the horses pulling the cart first.

"Please leave His Highness Silvado quickly┉┉Uhhhhhh

The coachman poked his head into the carriage, and before he could finish speaking, several arrows had already been shot into the coachman's body. Under the cover of night, a group of dark shadows surrounded the carriage from all directions, and there were only fourteen guards to protect the carriage, and three guards were killed in the first round of attacks, while the number of assassins was definitely more than twenty, and the average strength was better than that of the guards who were pampered in the territory on weekdays. After the guards signaled red fireworks into the sky, the battle began.

Although the guards of the carriage were not strong, they were very well equipped, and all of them were wearing excellent armor, but the assassins were very aggressive, aiming specifically at the gaps in the armor, and soon the sound of swords and screams began to torment, and the guards who were not too strong-willed. The opposing side outnumbered their own side, and the average strength was higher than their own, and in the dark night it was the home of these Assassins, and the battle soon took on a one-sided situation, with more than half of the dead and wounded guards almost breaking down and starting to flee, but the Assassins decided to kill everyone at the beginning.

Silvado sat quietly in the car and listened to the sounds of fighting and screaming outside, that leisurely and complacent expression seemed as if what was going on outside was not a brutal battle but an elegant concert, the sound of swords clashing, and the sorrow of human beings before death was more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world.

Fight, kill, this is the source of your own strength!

The most hideous side of everyone's heart is unreservedly displayed, the fear of death, the pleasure of killing, the hatred of being killed, and the powerful idea make the nearby space full of negative feelings, although this kind of small-scale assassination is not worth mentioning to produce a meeting point, but at least it is like an appetizer that can make the body that has consumed too much abyss power a little more power.

An assassin broke through the guard's defense and rushed to the door of the carriage, the assassin with a black mask looked at the carriage and showed a sneer, the idiot prince had been hiding in the carriage just now and didn't even get out of the carriage to escape, I am afraid that he had already been scared to pee his pants in the carriage.

It's time to send this idiot who has lost all the face of the kingdom of Belrama to hell.

The Assassin hurriedly opened the carriage door to admire the panicked expression of the idiot prince, but the moment the door opened, the Assassin only felt that his eyes were black, and a large amount of blood erupted from the collapsed bridge of his nose, and the pressure protruded his eyeballs, and the huge impact on his face accompanied by the piercing pain made the Assassin suffer in an instant.

The Assassin, who was ready to answer in the back, was almost stunned by what he saw, and his companion was kicked out the moment he opened the door, and the Assassin's body did not move after rolling on the ground a few times.

On the carriage, Silvado walked down leisurely, his calm appearance, indifferent to the tragic scene before him, more like going to a banquet.

Bang Bang Bang!

Silvador looked at the corpses of the guards who fell to the ground and the blood all over the ground, took a deep breath and clapped his hands: "Very good welcome ceremony, but the scene is too small┉┉"

The Assassin leader in charge of this operation, Hizra, instinctively felt a little uneasy, and there was a strange aura exuding from Silvado's body, which made people feel as if they were sitting on pins and needles, and suddenly the Assassin leader Hizra was stared at by Silvado in an instant, that feeling! Hizra felt that he was more than something extremely terrible.

"Why did you run away?"

Silvado's gaze suddenly turned to the fleeing guards around him, and the only seven of the dead and wounded were left at the same time as they heard Silvado's voice, as if they had been immobilized magic, and even the assassins who were still chasing them were attracted and lowered the dagger in their hands, and Silvado focused all the eyes on him like a black hole.

"Why be afraid, listen to the deepest part of your soul of desire, of battle, of blood, of killing, of the power called violence┉┉"

"Everything in the world is the most primitive power that is born with it┉┉"

"The power you crave the most, the power that gives you infinite excitement, isn't it time to enjoy it!"

Silvado's eyes had turned completely blood-red, and the voice he uttered sounded in everyone's minds as if it could penetrate the soul!