"Did you ask something?" as soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he hurriedly asked everyone present. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's a pity that no one dared to respond to his question, and the atmosphere that was already a little tense suddenly became even more tense.

"What about me asking, is there anyone behind these people?"

"Huh, did you find it?" the middle-aged man said, and directly pushed with his hands, or pushed away the crowd, and scolded and asked one by one.

If you look at it, you may be able to find out.

The middle-aged man's eyes were already bloodshot, and the whole person was already a little crazy.

This person is the Marquis of Quaker, the leader sent to Ashton Peak by the Darber Empire a few days ago.

Marquis Quake originally thought that this mission to explore the Ashton Peak would be extremely easy and simple, although the king who entrusted him with this task had already instructed him to be careful and low-key, and he also complied.

As long as you complete the task well, you will definitely get the king's attention and appreciation, and your status in the king's heart will be improved again, and maybe you will become one of your henchmen at that time.

But he never expected that since he came to this Ashton Peak, his whole person seemed to have gone unlucky, and bad things happened one after another.

And now, the most important and critical thing is that the logistics supplies and exploration materials transported to Ashton Peak were actually robbed alive.

And this robber still appeared in the territory of the Darbel Empire.

Isn't this a direct slap in the face of the Marquis of Quake, and it is also extremely loud and eye-catching.

If this matter is to be blamed, others will not say that the enemy is in a hurry, premeditated and organized, but only that the Marquis of Quake despises the task arranged by the king, and does not take the matter to heart at all.

But fortunately, at the moment, what can make Marquis Quake feel a little more at ease.

After this incident, they still caught some people, and temporarily suppressed the news, and are currently trying to quickly transport the second batch of materials through their own efforts.

Marquis Quake grabbed one of them and rebuked one after another.

Although this man was reluctant to speak at first, he kept scolding him when he saw that the Marquis of Quake had been holding him, and there was no partner beside him who stood up to share the matter for him.

He gritted his teeth, glared at him, and said quickly, "My lord, I can't ask for any news."

"These people we have arrested are simply a group of displaced people, who have been tempted by others to participate in this operation! They have no understanding of the matter itself!"

"Huh?" Marquis Quake was also stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

"Do you say that again?" Marquis Quake stopped reprimanding, but suddenly showed an extremely carved and calm appearance, and his eyes widened, and he asked carefully.

Seeing this at this time, the caller hurriedly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

"Back to ...... Adult ......"

"We catch ...... To this ...... The group of people is basically a group of homeless people, and they are ...... to this I don't understand things at all, but I am ...... by others Ahh

I saw that this person had not yet spoken, and suddenly only let out a terrible scream.

When I looked at it, I realized. I don't know when, this Marquis Quake has already drawn the long sword in the scabbard he carries with him, and directly pierced the replyer in front of him.

"So, somebody's going to tell me what I've asked now?" the sword was drawn from the body of the caller, as Marquis Quaker spoke.

This time, the speaker's eyes widened in disbelief. It seems that it is hard to believe that his choice to reply will actually anger Marquis Quake, and also cost him his life.

The caller fell to the ground, and the tip of the sword rested against the answerer's body.

Marquis Quake turned his head and stared at the rest of the crowd.

Blood slid down from the blade of the sword and landed on the man's clothes, staining him a bright red.

"The instructor is from the Horsens Empire, which is the New Stanlow Empire!" someone at the scene suddenly shouted.

Marquis Quake looked intently at the other interrogator.

When the Marquis of Quake looked at him, he was looking at him with his head held high, but his trembling whole body betrayed his state at this time, and he was obviously extremely frightened.

"Who told you?" said Marquis Quake, glancing at the few captured men behind him.

He made a gesture to step forward towards the interrogator.

"The one in the middle!" the man hurriedly pointed to the one who had been captured.

Marquis Quake hurriedly retracted his steps, and instead looked at the captured people behind him.

Then he walked quickly towards the man he was pointing at.

The person who replied immediately quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the captives who had been watching the play from the sidelines were alarmed, especially the one in the middle who was pointed out by the person who replied.

No matter how stupid this captive is, he can understand the situation in front of him.

Obviously, this Marquis of Quake now needs someone to take the blame and take the matter over completely.

And most likely, the captive in the middle could have become the second to die by his sword.

"What Horsens Empire? Neostanlow Empire? I am from the Assad Empire! I warn you! If I am allowed to die here, you will have to bear some responsibility! If the war between the two countries resumes, you will be blamed!" the prisoner hurriedly exclaimed.

In his cognition, only by chanting the name of the Assad Empire can he make the people in front of him a little restrained, know the importance of himself in front of him, and only because of this can he survive safely.

"Assad Empire, for the sake of your willingness to restart the war, then I want to see what kind of important person you are!" Marquis Quake waved his long sword, and suddenly saw a cold light flicker.

The middle man was going to say something more, but he had a long mouth and didn't say anything, and with a burst of cold light, the whole person turned into two halves, and the corpse was on the spot.

"Since you are all from the New Stanlow Empire! I was originally thinking of using some excuse to congratulate the newly established kingdom, but I didn't expect that now I actually sent it to the door myself, and I don't have to work hard."

"Now that you've found the main messenger behind the scenes, there's no need for you to live."

......

A companion grabbed the caller and hurriedly asked, "How do you know that the main messenger behind this is from the New Stanlow Empire?

The man smiled mysteriously and said, "Because this newly established principality is the weakest!"

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten" (to be continued.) )