The people upstairs and downstairs were in a stalemate, and no one spoke. At this time, the old Trump guy stood up, pointed to the corpse, looked at the person at the window, and said loudly.

"These are your people! Yesterday, they obeyed all of you and invaded Dpero's territory with the intent to murder me, the Vice President of the Imperial Mage's Guild and the Apothecary's Guild, the Honorary Earl of the Empire, the Imperial Law Saint, Trump, Trump-Cavill. Now give you a chance to explain, and if you give up, you will face my wrath, the wrath of the mages and the apothecary's guilds! ”

After the old fellow finished speaking, he took the staff and retreated to the mage's camp.

There was a commotion upstairs, wasn't it burning the grain depot, how did it become a murder saint? The two guilds, the Earl Emeritus, they can't afford this! The mages downstairs took out their staffs in unison, the mages prepared their spells, and the windows upstairs hurriedly opened.

"Wait, I have something to say, people are ours, we admit it, but we don't admit to murdering the Fa Sheng."

Marquis George immediately shouted, afraid that if he slowed down for a while, those spells would be thrown up.

"Then let's open the door and talk! I'm not used to holding my head up and negotiating with people! ”

The old guy turned around and winked at Evan as he spoke.

"It's okay to talk downstairs, you are not allowed to come in, downstairs window!"

It is true that the older a person is, the more timid he becomes, and Marquis George is very afraid of death, afraid of being beaten, afraid of facing so many mages. The rest of the nobles were also scared, and they all agreed with George's decision.

Evan faced the brass gate, instantly accelerated, and the savage collision reached extreme speed, with a loud "bang", accompanied by a huge earthquake, and then a chaotic sound. The castle gate was gone, and even the door frame flew to the innermost part of the hall, embedded in the stone wall.

Before Ivan retreated to the mage camp, he gave the old guy a look.

"Give you two minutes to come down, or you won't come down again, I think it's suitable for a grave here!"

"Wait, we'll go down right now!"

Earl Patton was a little anxious, and the personal guards walked in front, and the loud noise frightened them a little. Several of the nobles' personal guards lined up in front and walked down the stairs. Several big nobles followed behind with their brains probed.

When you go down the corner of the stairs and are ready to go down. A little wind blew coldly, and when I looked towards the castle gate, the gate was gone, even the door frame was gone, and even the stone with a large wall was gone, leaving a large hole three or four times larger than the original door! There was no dust and gravel falling from the hole in the wall, and there was a hissing sound of inhalation, and the hearts of several nobles were racing, and their hands and feet were cold and trembling. Fortunately, it came down early, and if it was too late, I was really afraid that I would be buried here alive.

The owner of the castle, Count Royce, was a little heartbroken and a little scared. It was a gate that cost thousands of gold coins to buy, and a lot of magic copper was added to the brass, and the broken copper plates two inches thick were scattered all over the ground, and the door frame was embedded in the stone wall in the middle of the hall.

The nobles looked at the somewhat shocked scene, and a sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts, and the personal guards walked to the gate, stopped at the door, and the nobles walked down the stairs into the center of the hall.

Evan looked at a few guards blocking the door, a little unhappy, and a little embarrassed to make his own move. The fat dog who whistled and played soy sauce on the side came running with a grin.

"Fat dog, kill them hard, they want to eat dog meat!"

Evan pointed to a few guards who stopped at the door, the fat dog was a little annoyed, they wanted to eat dog meat, the dog's head looked left and right, there were no dogs around! The fat dog was suddenly stunned, this is to eat the dog, this is worth it!

Evan knows that the fat dog is smart! Barbecue with less sauce knows how to remind you, except that you can't speak, and you're as smart as a five or six-year-old child.

Fiercely murdered them, the fat dog approached the door, took a deep breath, the broad chest bulged, the dog's mouth opened, "whoop" dragon-like roar, the air flow spread forward like a shock wave, several guards at the door were blown out, and a few behind also fell and staggered.

The loose stones on the side of the wall hole fell down, causing the wall hole to collapse for a while. The chandeliers in the hall also fell, and a nobleman's leg was almost hit. The perpetrator grinned, satisfied with his work, wagged his stubby tail four inches, and turned to go to Evan.

The old guy was also terrified, and so was Depero, and the other mages were similar. Many people have seen fat dogs, but they just think they are a little fatter. Knowing this roar, the lethality is no worse than that of the Fa Sheng.

A group of mages entered the hall, Evan Fat Dog followed, and hundreds of knights stood on guard. Royce's knights, servants, and family members were all driven into the house and not allowed to come out. Several of the detained mages also entered the carriage and waited for the results of the negotiations inside.

The old guy looked at the few nobles who had fallen to the ground, looked at the dusty chairs, and stood beside the nobles, looking at them condescendingly.

"Tell me what you're going to do with this! If it doesn't work out now, then we'll have to end you! ”

The old guy threatens several nobles, standing in the position of the general situation, there is no reason not to clean them up, this opportunity is not easy to wait.

"We compensate!"

Several nobles also knew that there was no way out, so they had to admit it, and the two major guilds and their nobles couldn't stand it.

"Okay, understand the general situation, how to compensate, how much to pay! I have lost a lot, an alchemy room was destroyed by them, and the herb warehouse led by Depero was burned down by them, but the high-grade herbs collected for me are gone! ”

Several big nobles whispered to each other, and finally gritted their teeth and finalized 60,000 gold coins, and each person paid 10,000.

When the old guy heard this, he jumped up.

"When we are beggars! Let's burn them together! I don't want compensation! ”

"120,000, no more!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand, but if there is one less gold coin, you will be burned immediately."

The old guy has first-class acting skills, his hair is flying, he is angry, and he dares to say a word, and he doesn't care about the posture of buried.

The contract is written, the handprint is pressed, and the name is signed. The Mage's Guild and the Apothecary's Guild serve as a notary. Anyone who dares to cheat and hand over the contract to the imperial capital will not be so good today.

The first batch of 60,000 gold coins will be delivered to Depero within three days, and the remaining three months will be paid.

A group of people went in a carriage, and so did the mage they had hired, leaving a pile of corpses and stumps at the entrance to the castle gate. The nobles went back to raise gold coins, high-grade herbs, and magic crystals.

The owner here, Count Royce, looked at the ruined castle and the pile of corpses, and regretted it a little, he had suffered a lot. It will cost at least 10,000 gold coins to repair the castle, plus compensation, and these two years will be in vain. There are almost no high-level warriors in the castle, and it is a big expense to train them again.

When Evan returned to the castle, he immediately asked the old butler to inform old Rhodes that the Thorn Flower Merchant could buy the grain of the great nobles at a low price, so that they could press the price of the nobles' flesh.