Chapter Ninety-Four: Patrick's Rebellion

The night at Hopton Castle is exceptionally quiet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 InfoGeneral Patrick was resting in his room, and as the commander of the city of Zipton, he lived in this luxurious castle. Nights can always feel lonely. During the day, Hopton Castle is bustling with people, but at night, except for a few guards standing guard, it is deserted.

Patrick, sit at this table. He's looking at today's papers, and it's important that he's flipping through one of his notebooks. That's where today's earnings are recorded.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed outside the window. "Who, who?" Patrick put away his ledger. He looked out the window, and it was pitch black. He didn't find anything. That ledger records all of Patrick's embezzled earnings, so he's a little weak-minded.

Patrick opened the window and looked out of the castle. But he didn't find anything, waiting for him to turn around. Suddenly, I found that there was a person standing in the room, a bat, no, it was a black bat clan.

That's Ayaja. Apparently, Patrick knew him as a Black Batter. Patrick turned to pick up a long sword hanging from the wall, but Ayakya was one step ahead.

Ayaka stood in front of Patrick, a strange smile on his lips. "Hahaha! This must be General Patrick. You should know who I am!"

"Black Batter. Patrick said. "What do you want to do?"

"Patrick. Didn't do anything, I just wanted to ask the Sword of Anglas, where did you put it?"

"What Anglas? I don't know," Patrick said.

"Hahaha, Sword of Anglas, we chased all the way from the country of Nonbo. Chased all the way to Fallen Leaf City. You tell me, you don't know where Anglas and I are?"

Patrick was a little weak-hearted. He had no choice but to say, "The Sword of Anglas, there is a sword squad they hold." I don't know where they are, and if you have to look for them, go to them and have nothing to do with me. Juhas is dead, do you want to provoke a war? Don't forget, our Human Alliance is ready to accompany you in your provocations!"

"Oh, dear General Patrick, how could I provoke a war!" said Ayakya. "I just want to, just want to come and make a deal with you. ā€

When Patrick heard that Ayaja wasn't here to kill him. I felt a lot more relaxed. "Deal?

"Oops," Ayaka smiled. "You help us get the Sword of Anglas. I'll make you rich. ā€

"Anglas, that's not going to work. If you get Anglas. Then we humans will be completely destroyed. ā€

"Not perdition. It is you who will give us domination. Ayajia explained. "Actually, we Dark Legion people rule your human world. We still need to manage people. Just like you, Patrick. If we get the city of Zipton. You are still your general, and you will enjoy your glory and riches. Think about it, is there anything wrong with that?"

Patrick was a little tempted. "You Dark Legion, how can I trust your words?"

"Hahaha! When will our Dark Legion not be able to speak, and since I promise you, I will definitely fulfill my promise. You say now that you are the general of the castle of Hopton, but so what! This castle is not yours. Hopton Castle belongs to Shelley. When you're old, you don't know who the next general will be. The kingdom of Manhal belongs to Utcher, not to you, Patrick. If you want, be willing to cooperate with us. I assure you, Patrick, that Hopton Castle will be yours personally. If you've been looking to work with us. I can even assure you that the whole country of Manhal is yours. The children and grandchildren of your capital, think about it. You will have endless money to spend and countless beautiful women. There is also the right to supremacy. ā€

Patrick, sit down. He was pondering. Clearly, he was impressed. The conditions offered by Ayajia are too tempting. There was a strange smile on the corner of Ah Yajia's mouth. This is the weakness of human beings, greed, selfishness.

"Uh-huh, oh, oh, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow they will go to the Flaming Mountain. A team of sword guards led by Jerry. Will get there the day after tomorrow. With that, Patrick sat down.

"Well, then I'll wait for your good news, ah! But I need something from you. ā€

"What?" asked Patrick, not understanding, "Ayja?

"Look outside," Ahga laughed. Patrick looked out. Frightened, his face turned earthy. His son Anwa Jr. Caught by a Black Bat Clan. Xiao Anwa was grabbed by the Black Bat Clan, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"What did you do to him?!" exclaimed Patrick.

"You don't have to worry, your little darling son just fainted. Aya Jia said.

"Despicable! How can you do such a degraded thing?" Patrick was furious.

"Hahahaha, hahaha!" Ayajia's laughter was full of coldness. "Despicable and shameless? You human beings are more despicable and shameless things? How do I know if you are cheating on me? I can only use your son as collateral to prevent you from repenting! I will be waiting for you at the foot of the Flame Mountain the day after tomorrow. You let General Rayson leave Jerry with his Manhal army as far away as possible!"

"I can't control Rayson's army, what can I do! That's King Shelli's will! It was Sherry who asked Rayson to protect this sword squad. My right is not in his hands. Patrick explained.

"What can I do? I don't care. You let Rayson leave Jerry their general. That's your business, you just have to get Rayson and his three thousand Manhattan riders out of Jerry. You don't have to worry about the rest. ā€

Sweat was pouring down Patrick's forehead. "Okay, I'll take them to Flaming Mountain the day after tomorrow. When the time comes, you will give me back my son. ā€

"Hahaha! Those who know the times are Junjie. Okay, when the time comes, you just let Jerry and them separate from Manhattan's three thousand iron riders. I will hand me and your son over. After saying that, Ayanjia and the Black Batclan took Xiao Anwa with them. Rushing out of the window and flying outside, they flew away in the blink of an eye.

Patrick sat on the ground, distraught. His only son, the most beloved baby. Just like that, he was captured by the Black Batters. And he can only be a traitor, a minion of the dark army. But is Patrick really going to rebel? Doesn't he know about the tragedy of Poland and Kolai?