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Sebastian has never been a person who is good at using his brain to be calm and composed, not stupid, the point is that his two companions have gone too far on the path of the mind. When Austen was together, he had almost no chance to use his brain, and always played the role of solving all problems with his fists and arrogance, and Sebastian also developed a character that was used to being rough no matter what he encountered, which led to his first reaction when he learned that the sinner's sister and their butler had appeared in Stanford and blatantly created bloody news in Atlante House, and of course, he was much more prepared than the fat Totti, in the end, he was at the core of the circle, and Sebastian must have a better understanding of these two sinners than Totti, For example, he knew that the strong butler Old Luthor, who had the strength of the 8th level fighting strength of the Clark family, died at the hands of the inconspicuous old man behind the girl, since he was able to kill the old Luthor blatantly, even if he didn't know how powerful the old man was, there was no suspense about the 8th level of the initial level, so he knew that the girl and the old man were walking towards his Rodrian's mansion, and he immediately summoned all the knights in his mansion who could handle it, and waited for it.

He was really well prepared.

But he still underestimated how powerful Vernon Sr. was.

This is not to blame him, after all, except for the late night when he walked back to the peak, old Vernon never made a move on the imperial capital table.

Who would have thought that this stereotyped old man who was not amazing in appearance would be a sword master who could be counted in both hands of the empire?

Who would have thought that the sinful and barren place of the wasteland would have a Juggernaut?

Young Master Sebastian, who had never imagined this, paid a high price for this.

Two columns of knights with a number of at least 20 people charged suddenly, their arrogance was particularly fierce, and the momentum generated was almost comparable to a knight group of nearly 100 people in the wasteland, which shows that this knight squad that must be an elite in any knight order definitely has at least an average of 6 levels of personal strength, such a strength, not to mention the strength of level 8, I am afraid that the strong strength that has just stepped into level 9 may not be able to easily contend with it, and this is probably the reason why Young Master Sebastian has no fear, and Rodrian is indeed qualified to use force to meet these two outsiders who do not know whether to break into the Stanford area by force。

The knights immediately gathered in front of Rodrien's spacious gate, and the spears and broadswords in their hands quickly became fierce.

Old Vernon was still calm, he just stood in front of his young lady, and then he took out a pair of white gloves and put them on his hands, about the white gloves, Augustus had asked him suspiciously when he was in the moor, and the old Vernon smiled and said to Augustus simply, but he didn't want to be stained with blood—did he think that human blood was not worthy of defiling his hands? At that time, Augustus didn't get to the bottom of it, but even when the old Vernon's strength was mediocre and inconspicuous, Augustus knew very well that the old Vernon was definitely Alfred's patron saint in the true sense.

He took half a step forward with his spear and sword.

He has always been like this, he does everything in an orderly manner, and the emotions that belong to human beings, such as fear, excitement, nervousness, or anticipation, have never appeared in him.

A spear stabbed him in the heart.

He stretched out his hand, the white gloves held the sharp tip of the spear steadily, and with the force of his hand, he sent the spear back in the opposite direction, and the tail of the spear directly penetrated the knight's armor and pierced the knight's heart, and not only that, the spear that penetrated the knight's heart then maintained a steady strength and speed and continued to move forward, piercing the abdomen of another knight behind the spear knight again, until the tip of the spear was completely sent into the knight's chest, he threw away the spear in his hand, so the majestic blood quickly spread to the ground, and the smell of blood in the air also made Rodrian's knights fall into excitement and roar, Another big sword slashed from the side of old Vernon to the head of old Vernon, but he didn't look at the knight with the big sword, so he casually swung his fist on the armor on the knight's chest, and the armor was suddenly shattered, covered with veins like spider webs, and the body in the knight's armor was also shattered.

Overbearing?

Murderous?

Especially since all this happened in his calm and indifferent mood, and the deterrence caused by it was more than suffocating.

However, these were Rodrian's most elite knights, and it was absolutely impossible for fear to retreat from them, and no matter how strong and cruel the enemy was, it was impossible for them to turn their backs on their faith, and they still charged.

However, the old Vernon also changed his fighting style abruptly, from calm and indifferent to decisive and crisp, the old Vernon killed all the way to the center of the knights, and also all the way from the door of Count Rodrien's mansion to the courtyard of the Earl's palace, his tuxedo has long been stained with blood, the blood on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, the sound of the spear breaking, the sound of the big sword falling to the ground, coupled with the sound of broken armor, knight screams and so on, this day Count Rodrien's palace is like a hell battlefield, and the only death in this hell can only be the unstoppable old Vernon in the center of the knights。

No one was able to get close to him.

This is no longer the victory of quantity as Sebastian planned, it is simply a naked unilateral massacre, or a massacre of one person against a group of people!

Master Sebastian couldn't believe his eyes at all.

A look of horror.

Level 8?

Level 9?

Or even Juggernaut?

But how could there be a Juggernaut in a place like the wasteland, and how could the empire not know about it?

You must know that the influence of the Sword Saint has always been worthy of the high vigilance of the Empire.

He was shocked and couldn't believe it, but in his horror, the battle in front of him was nearing the end, 20 knights with fighting strength between the 6th level beginner and the high level could indeed kill an 8th level swordsman with the number, and they could barely compete with the 9th level junior swordsman, but if he wanted to kill a sword saint, it was undoubtedly whimsical, after all, from level 9 to the sword saint, it was not a simple matter to cross a level, otherwise why was there a large number of level 9 swordsmen on the sacred continent, but the sword master was always maintained at the level of a very few people? From level 9 to the Sword Master, it is not too much to say that it is like an insurmountable moat.

In the field of blood and corpses, old Vernon stood indifferently, his breathing still steady.

Then he took off his scarlet white gloves, which were already stained with blood, and threw them in a pool of blood.

Without leaving a single person alive, he and his young lady came to the Stanford district to find the whereabouts of his young master through blood.

The blood spread all the way to the feet of Young Master Sebastien, and in the calm eyes of the old man covered in blood who slowly looked at him, Sebastien subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, feeling his throat dry and his palms full of sweat - but he could still stand calmly after all, and pride and glory did not allow him to show undue emotions such as fear or nervousness.

He was ready to defend his pride with his life.

But the old man just stood calmly in the blood donation and did not make the next move.

On the contrary, the girl outside the door lightly carried her white dress and crossed the threshold of Rodrien's mansion, she walked through the threshold and walked past the corpses on the ground, even if the blood stained her boots red, and spread to the corners of her skirt, but her steps were still light and quiet, like a white lotus blooming in blood.

She walked up to her old butler.

The blood, the corpse, and her form a treacherous picture with great visual impact.

She lifted her skirt gracefully, and after a beautiful dress, she greeted Sebastian, who was a little stunned, and asked softly, "I'm here to find Augustus, may I ask, have you seen him?"

The weak and quiet voice made Young Master Sebastian suddenly sober up, it may be that his arrogant character has long been ingrained, Young Master Sebastian with fiery red hair clenched his big sword hard again, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sneered: "He's dead!"

Elizabeth frowned directly.

Sebastien also felt his heart tighten suddenly.

But to his complete surprise, the girl quickly calmed down, and just continued to ask, "So, what about his corpse?"

Completely stunned.

Although he was much better than the fat Totti in all aspects, Sebastian's first reaction at this time was exactly the same as Totti.

This woman is crazy.

He licked his somewhat dry lips and said with a cruel smile: "Forget about his hellish corpse, whether he is alive or not now, whether he is dead or not, after today, you will have to face death sooner or later!"

"So you haven't seen him since you left the dinner?"

This conclusion seemed to make her a little disappointed and regretful, Elizabeth sighed lightly, then took her skirt again, and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

Then she turned and walked away, and without looking at Master Sebastian again, nor at the blood and corpses on the ground, she walked quietly through the blood, as she had come, and walked out of the door of Count Rodrien's mansion.

The old butler followed.

Sebastian couldn't react for a long time, and that's it? Just to ask a question? What the hell is the point of the death of 20 elite knights of the Rodrians?

He was stunned.

But he also knew that he had to tell Austin and Lev about the old man's strength as soon as possible, and they had to reassess the sinner from the wasteland.

A Juggernaut butler?

How can a few of them shake the existence of a monster like a Sword Master?

......

On the streets of Stanford, Elizabeth and Vernon Sr. walked on.

In fact, finding Augustus through blood is not really to find Augustus, and its greatest significance is to force out those who may know Augustus's whereabouts, so no matter whether it makes sense to make this blood, or how funny it is to try to bloodied Stanford just for a ridiculous question, Elizabeth also feels that she has the need to do so, because the imperial capital is too strange to her, and she has no other feasible way than this method.

They walked towards the Earl Clark's mansion.

According to Elizabeth's guess, Count Clark should be the biggest suspect who may know Augustus's whereabouts, first, his position is prominent enough to have the strength to delay the footsteps of old Vernon, and the Clark family also has the most motive to do so, not to mention his fifth heir, Young Master York, plus Augustus trampled on the pride of Clark's first heir, Young Master George, in public, Earl Clark is of course likely to take all possible means.

They walked to the Earl Clark's mansion.

There was some surprise, perhaps the chaos they had created in the Stanford district had made the whole Stanford unprecedentedly nervous, and in front of the door of Earl Clark's Palace, there was a middle-aged man with a full beard waiting for a long time, he stood coldly in front of Clark's door, holding a huge giant sword with both hands, and his expression was gloomy.

What is particularly dazzling is the snake body dragon head pattern badge hanging on his chest.

But Elizabeth didn't seem to see any of this, she just walked quietly forward, until she reached the middle-aged man, and she stopped her steps.

Then she took her skirt: "I'm here to look for my brother Augustus, may I ask you, have you seen him?" )