The glory of the nobles is the most dazzling of His Majesty's thousands of glories. Maintaining the glory of the pioneer aristocracy is the best proof of loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor.

When the house in which the nobles were located was stoned, the glory of the nobility was challenged and polluted in the most despicable way.

The profession and the meaning of life of the noble guard is to maintain the glory of the master. And the act of throwing stones at the nobles is essentially spitting in the faces of all the guards.

And add the phrase, "Your life is meaningless."

One hundred and seventy-five years since its founding, the guards trained by the Imperial Military Department and stationed in various noble families have faced attacks by star thieves, fought against rebel attacks, and even protected their masters in assassinations by other noble guards.

But such an insult is unprecedented, unheard of.

Tom and Todd are armed with revolvers, and they stand firm in the crumbling iron gate like two iron towers. The other guards began to move quickly towards the place where the movement was emanating.

Ten seconds later, there was the sound of swearing, club whipping, and wailing outside. Tom and Todd still didn't move, and the two stood in the doorway, their arms raised flat and their guns raised, and there was not even any sign of shaking in their arms.

After about a quarter of an hour, seven or eight guards dragged in two human-looking objects. They threw the "humanoid object" they were dragging on the ground, then turned and walked away.

Todd and Tom looked at each other, and Todd handed Tom his gun before pulling out a folding stick and walking up.

Flicked the two "beach" people on the ground with a slinger, and Todd seemed to be a little unsure. So he stomped one of them, probably at the palm of his hand.

"Alive." After hearing a muffled scream, Todd nodded. Then he frowned again, "These guys, it's not light or heavy." ”

"It's all like this, how can you ask for information?" Tom sighed. Just when Dussaint thought he might have to take the two to the hospital, Tom said, "Find a place to bury them." ”

"Let's ask first." Todd didn't completely reject the plan proposed by his colleagues, "Did you bring ephedra potions?" ”

The two guards were discussing the next steps of the interrogation, and Lawson, who had just gone to change his clothes, ran out wildly. He carried a crowbar in his hand and shouted as he ran, "I'm fighting with you!" ”

Dusson gave Tom a look helplessly, Tom nodded knowingly, and then in the same posture as in the bankruptcy court, he took Rosen's neck and hung him in the air.

"These two ruffians are dying." Dussaint said to Rosen, "There's no need to get your hands dirty just to get angry. ”

Rosen slowly calmed down again.

"Who are they?" Todd pulled a flask from his belt and poured it into the mouth of one of the muddy men. Dussand, on the other hand, decided to ask about the situation first, "These people are used to using stones to open the road when they ask for debts, and then use 'catch your sister and sell her to a miner's brothel' as a solution to the debt problem?" ”

Speaking of this, Dussand's brow furrowed even deeper, "How old is your sister, five years old?" Six? Tsk, these brutes! ”

"They're Enrico Boss's men." Rosen glanced at the two "beach" people, and then said, "Our family doesn't owe money to Boss Enrico, they may have come to blackmail." ”

"Well, that's that they weren't lucky today." Dussander nodded, and said to the frightened pale Polina on the side, "Teacher, you can sit in the room for a while." Wait a minute, the scene here may be bloody. ”

"You're not afraid?" Polina nodded, then asked, "Why don't you go in with me?" ”

"Seeing two scumbags trying to blackmail a poor family by threatening to sell a five-year-old girl to a brothel is about to die – it just makes me feel very relieved." Dusson smiled very brightly and said, "You can go and see the machine first, I'll just stay here." ”

It was only when the old woman led Polina into the house that Dussander restrained the smile on his face.

Two men who could only be described as "beach" lay dying a few paces away, and his own guards did not seem to be taking their lives seriously at all—Dussand would certainly be afraid, and not in general.

He felt his legs tremble back and forth uncontrollably.

But Androni has been instilling in Dussand, in various ways, what the so-called "duties" of the nobility really are.

"As aristocrats, we not only have rights, but also responsibilities." Again and again, my mother taught herself, "We are like His Majesty's sheepdogs, where his benevolent gaze is out of reach, and it is our duty to herd the commoners for His Majesty." In order to graze herds, we have to use our fangs and claws to make the common people fear and submit to us at all times. But always remember that the purpose of the fangs and claws is to protect them on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Now is the time to show its fangs and claws to the wolves that have poisoned His Majesty's people.

After being poured ephedra medicine, the "beach" people who were closer to Dusander finally had some vitality. He began to beg for mercy vaguely, presumably cursing himself with the dirtiest and worst words, and then asking for forgiveness and mercy from these "respected lords."

In short, the desire to survive is strong.

"Whose men are you? Why come here to throw stones? The dutiful guards had no intention of "slowing him down", and Todd began to quickly press for information.

He had to speed up his quest for information. The effect of ephedra medicine does not last long, and it can last for about two quarters of an hour. As soon as the effect of the medicine has passed, the person will immediately choke.

Ephedra Elixir was not a panacea - it was meant to be worn by the guards to fight back when they were seriously wounded.

The guards will always put their lives after the "safety of the master" and the "mission mission".

"Clear." After about a quarter of an hour, after making sure that there was no more valuable information in the other party's mouth, Todd turned and walked over to Dussand.

"Young master, I asked clearly." He lowered his voice and said to Dussand, "They're a thug named Enrico. Enrico himself was mainly involved in human trafficking, loan sharking and smuggling. ”

Dusund's eyes blinked, "Do you need to evacuate immediately?" "In Dussand's heart, there is a ruthless character who can touch these professions. Although he would like to see justice carried out, he ...... If justice comes at the cost of herself, Polina, and the lives of twenty guards, it is really not worth it.

"It's just a gangster." Todd smiled very confidently, "Their presence has posed a threat to you, and at the same time, they have also tarnished the honor of the nobility with their actions. While keeping you safe, it's our job to eradicate this criminal gang. ”

Tom's voice sounded in the distance, "Young Master, if you don't want to see it, forget it, if you are interested, we can take you to the action site to have a look." ”

Dussaint blinked, and he began to have some doubts.

Todd and Tom...... It can't be because I feel like I've lost face because of the previous stone-throwing incident, so I'm holding my back here and preparing for revenge, right?

Revenge of the Imperial Noble Guards...... All so violent?

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Two blocks away, in a small, gray-stone two-story building that looks very different, a group of men in leather coats are drinking heavily.

It's cold in late autumn, but there's no shortage of hot coal in the industrial area – if necessary, just smash open the door of some hapless factory and move it.

However, how can a simple fire for warmth be as comfortable as drinking the strongest liquor to keep warm? These spirits, smuggled from Orin, if sold through formal channels, were only consumed by the aristocracy. But as one of the smugglers in Albon Albion, Boss Enrico was able to drink a full bottle of Legge every day.

"This is a good thing that only noble lords can enjoy!" Drunk happily, Boss Enrico stood up from his seat and slammed his mud-stained old leather boots on the table, "If we drink this wine, then we will be nobles!" ”

The other drunken men laughed uncontrollably, and then began to compliment each other, "Oh, my dear Marquis, you look like a bastard!" ”

"Hahahaha, Mr. Earl, your ass is more warped than a bitch!"

Foul language and titles of nobility filled the two-story building. The smell of alcohol and sweat, the saliva on the floor, and the pungent smell of tobacco mixed together, as if dyeing the air in the building.

Outside the transparent window, the autumn wind is blowing wantonly.

A group of tall people dressed in black gradually appeared around the small building. They wore cloaks, riding boots, and black octagonal brimmed hats on their heads. On his chest, a golden light could occasionally be seen.

They gradually took control of all the commanding heights and roads around the entire small building, and began to look at the small building with unobstructed cold eyes.

After a quarter of an hour, as the atmosphere in the building reached a climax, the people in black also began to act.

Except for the man in black guarding the road, everyone else pulled out a half-human-high iron pipe with a pressure gauge from under their cloaks. They completed the placement and filling of the iron pipe in a very short time, and at the same time pressed the switch at the bottom of the iron pipe.

Dozens of fist-sized pieces of iron, driven by high-pressure steam jets, shot out at speeds that were almost impossible to track with the naked eye, and then smashed expensive blown flat glass.

Before the big men in the room could react to what was happening, the pieces of metal that had smashed the glass and destroyed a large piece of furniture burst into flames, as well as large balls of metal gushing out.

What allowed these "gangsters" to run rampant in the Upper Albin industrial zone was not only their unscrupulous and ferocious style, but also their strong, bulging muscles.

But now...... These things are like a piece of papyrus that has been soaked for more than ten days. In front of the steel balls flying at high speed under the propulsion of the gunpowder explosion, they burst with a single poke.

Huge explosions resounded throughout the Haut-Albin region.

And Dussand, who was watching about 200 yols outside the small building, saw with his own eyes a large mist of blood spewing out of the window near his side.