Edward's handsome face turned iron blue.

He could be tortured?

He's a diplomat at the Ice Sea Kingdom's embassy in the Delun Empire!

But...... The troops of the Delen Empire have all broken into the official residence of the Grand Duke of Portland, and it seems that his identity as a diplomat is not too safe?

Tortured?

Edward remembered what he had heard from some of his friends when he was still in the Ice Kingdom that the prisons of the Ice Kingdom used various methods to treat disobedient prisoners.

There are even people in his family who work in the police department of the Ice Sea Kingdom, and he has also heard of some extremely cruel and cruel punishments used by those police on various suspects in order to obtain confessions and solve cases as soon as possible.

He, Edward, who has been delicate and expensive since childhood, may be tortured?

Oh no!

Edward gestured to a guard in a black suit, then to a nearby section of the fence.

Outside the wall, there is a secluded alley. Edward had been to the Grand Duke of Portland's mansion several times and was familiar with the geography of his residence.

In his judgment, even if the Delen Empire attacked the official residence of the Grand Duke of Portland, at most it would block a few entrances and exits, and they would not be able to transfer troops to completely surround the entire mansion, right?

How many troops do you have to use?

So, if you can escape over the wall...... The alley led to another main road, and as long as Edward could get to it, he wouldn't believe that the Delenn Empire would dare to arrest a diplomat from the Ice Sea Kingdom on the street.

The black-clad guard quickly ran to the bottom of the fence and leaped lightly.

Half of his body had just crossed the fence when not far away a very loud, never-before-heard gunshot.

With a 'snap', this black-clothed guard whose strength had reached the peak of the extraordinary fourth order, his entire chest disappeared completely with a blood mist.

The two stumps fell back into the garden, and the nearby snow was stained red by the slowly falling blood mist.

The bullet must have come from a nearby height, and after piercing the body of the black-clad guard, it slammed diagonally into the frozen ground of the garden.

There was a loud bang, and the ground, which was frozen as hard as a steel plate, was forcibly torn open by a hole the size of a basin and more than a foot deep. A large amount of dirt splattered onto Edward's trouser legs.

The Grand Duke of Portland, along with several of his bodyguards, looked in the direction of the bullet at the same time.

On the roof of a wealthy businessman's mansion next door to the Grand Duke of Portland, a soldier in an iron-gray uniform and wrapped in an iron-gray winter coat was holding a monocular, looking down condescendingly.

Beside the soldier, next to a decorated stone-carved beast head on the roof, a thick, swarthy barrel that emitted a metallic glow stretched out.

"How dare they!" Edward screamed hysterically.

Perhaps it was anger, but more because of fear, and a sense of humiliation that had never been seen before, Edward's voice was so out of tune that he had a bit of the charm of a female opera singer.

The sound of dull, dense footsteps quickly approached from behind.

The Grand Duke of Portland took a deep breath, then slowly shook his head, and turned around with a smile on his face.

Hordes of royal knights, brigades of Imperial soldiers poured into the back garden of this mansion, and they quickly dispersed and took control of the entire garden.

Just now, in the main building where the Grand Duke of Portland was still in deliberation, there were countless heavy footsteps.

Soon, on the roof of the main building, an iron-gray figure with a firearm appeared. Behind the windows of the main building, there were also iron-gray figures shaking.

Inside the main building, the exclamations of the Grand Duke's maids and servants could be heard.

Especially those maids, they used all their strength to scream loudly, inexplicably giving a sense of desolation and despair that a catastrophe was about to come and their families were ruined.

The Grand Duke of Portland gasped heavily.

The old man with white hair beside him, the most loyal follower of the Grand Duke of Portland, who escorted the Grand Duke of Portland all the way from the Duchy of Portland to the Deren Empire thirty years ago, Marquis Vasily, with a straight face, took a few steps forward with heavy steps, and opened his arms in front of the Grand Duke of Portland.

The Grand Duke of Portland pursed his lips.

He vaguely remembered a similar scene, many years ago, when their fleeing party passed through the Lanlin Corridor and was attacked by a bandit group of the Highland tribe in the middle of the night, this is how Marquis Vasily stood in front of the young Grand Duke of Portland.

But that time, they were a bunch of poor creatures in exile, on the run, homeless.

The despair that the catastrophe was just around the corner, and that everyone could be killed at any time, the Grand Duke of Portland always remembered very well.

But this time, he was already an adult.

He has amassed a huge fortune in Hydrderabad, he has colluded with deep connections in Hydrderabad, and he has even seen the hope of annihilating the rebels and restoring the glory of his family.

The Marquis Vasily, like that dangerous night, was forced and unarmed in front of the Grand Duke of Portland.

The Grand Duke of Portland's face turned red, and his turquoise eyes were bloodshot, and countless blood-colored lines appeared on his eyes. His body trembled slightly, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the official residence of the current Grand Duke of the Principality of Portland." The Marquis of Varysi looked at the royal knights at the front: "Here, it is protected by the Medland Foreign Law, as well as the corresponding laws of the Delenn Empire. ”

"Or, you should know one more thing, the Grand Duke of Portland has the royal blood of the Delen Empire...... He can also be attributed to the side branch of the royal family of the Delun Empire. ”

"As royal knights of the Empire, why do your swords and swords point at us?"

"Why did your boots set foot on the soil here?"

The royal knights of the Deren Empire were silent.

Able to join the Royal Knights, most of these knights were born in Teutonic military aristocratic families of all sizes in the Deren Empire, and they received a strict military education since childhood, as well as the rigid and traditional aristocratic education unique to the Deren Empire.

They abide by all the rules and systems of the aristocracy.

They are the most standard knights in Metland.

The words of the Marquis Vasily, left them speechless.

Jo had already strode over in the crowd, and from a distance he heard the righteous and generous words of the Marquis Vasily.

He looked at one of the Hydra guards standing nearby.

The Hydra guard quickly told the Marquis of Varysi the corresponding information - a hardcore close minister of the Duchy of Portland, and now the butler of the Grand Duke of Portland, in some gray areas of Hydrderabad, with a famous reputation for fierce and extremely ruthless senior hob meat.

This is a ruthless man who wants to help the Grand Duke of Portland develop his business, to put it bluntly, he grabs land and business, and he does not hesitate to destroy his competitors, and then pushes his own son out to take the blame.

Joe's eyes widened and he nodded slowly, "Hesse would like an old guy like this...... Well, the Ritu, a lot of old guys, are such old guys. I kind of like this old fellow, but he shouldn't be our enemy! ”

Qiao strode in front of the Marquis Vasily, tilted his head slightly, and looked seriously at the old man with a white beard and a not burly figure, but with a rather strong and even a little fierce aura.

"Marquis Vasily, please get out of the way, you said it, it doesn't count." Jo looked at Marquis Vasily for a moment and shook his head slightly.

"This ...... Dear Mr. Major...... "Marquis Vasily took a step forward, he pushed in front of Joe, and looked up at Joe, who was almost two heads taller than himself: "Grand Duke......"

There was a loud bang, and Joe, without warning, punched Marquis Vasily in the stomach.

Marquis Vasily let out a cry of disbelief in pain, and he was like a cooked crayfish, his whole body curled up in a ball, and it hung on Joe's thick arms.

Jo shook his hand slightly, and the fainting Marquis Vasily fell heavily on the icy snowy ground.

The Grand Duke of Portland let out a roar of disbelief and at the same time rage, and he shouted the name of the Marquis of Vasily, his eyes red, and he gritted his teeth and flew at Joe.

Black mist erupted from the Grand Duke of Portland's body, and the scarlet coat on his body, as well as the white hunting suit, suddenly turned into ink-like black under the erosion of the black mist.

Joe whistled.

is worthy of the big man who dares to lend money to Ferdinand, the clothes on the Grand Duke of Portland are obviously made of expensive and rare extraordinary materials, so they can be infected by his power, these clothes only change color, but they are not damaged in the slightest!

Moreover, the aura on the Grand Duke of Portland, Joe is very familiar.

Hydra!

Hydra!

The Grand Duke of Portland, who has royal blood from the Delen Empire, fled to Hydrderabad to take refuge in the Delenn Empire, and there is no doubt that he can get the Hydra Elixir from the Delenn Empire.

Moreover, he was already a sixth-order transcendent!

It's just that his breath ...... Very vain, very weak, compared to the Hydra guards Joe had seen...... Well, if the Hydra guards are tempered alloy steel, then the smell of the Grand Duke of Portland is like a bun carefully baked by Old Lady Mary, fluffy and empty, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and can poke a hole with a finger.

A pampered person who has relied on wealth to accumulate to the extraordinary sixth order, but has never been tempered in actual combat, has never been through life and death fighting, has absolutely no combat effectiveness, and his own strength has never been tempered in any way...... Big Guy!

The Grand Duke of Portland's combat power was more than one level weaker than those inferior Wolf Temple warriors that Joe killed in the Rann Corridor!

Pure face!

Completely vulnerable!

Joe let out a low sigh, he took a step forward, dodged the heavy punch of the rushing Portland Grand Duke, and brutally drove in from the middle lane, and the heavy punch was like a huge cannon bombardment, and slammed into the chest of the Grand Duke of Portland.

In the exclamation of Edward and the many royal knights present, the Grand Duke of Portland howled miserably, vomited blood, and was knocked backwards by Joe's punch and flew backwards hundreds of feet, smashed the wall behind him, and fell directly into the street outside.

"Arrest everyone here!"

Joe pointed at Edward, who had a gloomy face, "Especially this guy who is dressed so coquettishly...... He doesn't look like a good guy at first glance, so here, find a secluded room, and beat me to death, I want to know everything he knows! ”

"I'm ......," Edward tried to identify himself as a diplomat.

"It doesn't matter who you are." Jo walked over to Edward's face and stomped Edward's polished, mirror-worthy three-joint leather shoes.

There was a 'click', and one of Edward's feet was crushed.

Edward let out a scream like a pig: "Don't hit me, I'll confess, I'll confess......"