El stood between Tiana and Viscount Chico, looked at the fat man coldly and said, "Now I have the final say here, you answer whatever I ask, don't talk nonsense." (For the latest chapters, please visit)"

"What are you......" Viscount Chico's subconscious reprimand was not finished when his entire head was deflected ninety degrees by a slap from El. If it weren't for being too overweight, this would have made him lie on the ground.

"I'm Lord Kemal's ......," Viscount Chico cried angrily, covering his face, but this time he didn't finish his sentence, and El slapped his head to the other side with another backhand.

The two slaps left a clear jet-black handprint on Viscount Chico's cheek, and the fat man spat out two bloody teeth from his mouth before finally stopping.

"Very well, I think now we can talk calmly. El smiled and patted the fat man's head, and the fat man subconsciously covered his face and shrunk his neck, with a forced smile on his face.

"Now I'll ask you to answer the first question, you occupy the fiefdom of the Locke family?" El leaned over to the fat man, looked him in the eye and asked softly.

"It's allegiance...... The Locke family has pledged allegiance to Lord Count Kemal!" said the fat man, although the corners of his mouth were still bleeding and his voice was a little slurred, but the fat man was still quite tough, and still insisted on his own words.

"Mr. Androve?" El looked back at the old nobleman standing behind the girl, and asked with some confusion, "I don't know the rules of the game for the upper nobles, but is it normal for a vassal of Isttalon to suddenly pledge allegiance to the enemy, in the law, or any other rule?"

"Of course not, General!" replied Andlov quickly, "Whatever the reason, allegiance to the enemy means betrayal, but I don't believe that the Locke family would betray Isttalon, there must be something hidden in this." ”

"Do you hear that, Your Excellency, do you want us to believe that the Locke family will betray with your red mouth and white teeth, and what evidence do you have to prove this?" El said with a sneer, looking into Viscount Chico's eyes.

"What proof do you want? Young Master De Laere has just signed an alliance with the current head of the Locke family, Viscount Locke, and the town of Lille has planted the banner of the Kemal family......" Viscount Chico said loudly as he looked at El angrily, and then he was punched in the face again, and one of his eye sockets suddenly bruised. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)

"If you say one more nonsense, I'll beat you up, and if you succeed in provoking me, I'll cut off your head right now and sacrifice the flag. El slammed the axe onto the table with a snap, grabbed the fat man's hair and said viciously.

The expression on the fat man's face was more aggrieved and more aggrieved, and he had nothing to do about this unreasonable barbarian. People don't care what kind of social rhetoric and coercion and temptation you have, just talk with your fists.

Although there is also such an extreme ego guy in this world, after being beaten, he will ask the murderer with a shocked face: "You dare to hit me? Why do you dare to hit me?" How dare you hit me...... But Viscount Chico is not that kind of idiot, although this fat man is not a smart person, but he is at least very sensible and understands the truth that a good man does not suffer immediate losses.

"Miharun, even if Old Locke dies, it won't be his turn to succeed the head of the family, right?" Androv, who was well versed in the Isttalon aristocratic system, immediately found doubt in the fat man's answer. Thus further guessing the truth of the facts: "Could it be that old Locke has been plotted by you to frame him, and where is his eldest son, Renard?"

"I don't know much about that...... Viscount Chico looked at the shiny axe on the table, pouted and shook his head, "It is said that the old Locke's stubborn donkey died in the woman's bed, and as for the rest, it is the private affairs of the Locke family." ”

"You'll talk about it when you're ready. El squinted and patted the fat man's face.

"I'm just a messenger! I'm not a spy for the White Lion!" the fat man immediately screamed, "What does the shit on the Locke family's ass have to do with me?

El nodded, then punched the fat man in the face, pinning him to the ground and beating him hard. The fat man let out a pig-killing wail and cry for help, lying on the ground holding his head and shrinking into a ball.

"Miss Lanstadt!help!help!" Although El lightened the force of his hand, it was still enough to inflict unforgettable pain on the fat man, but even so, Viscount Chico did not even say a reason in the end, but struggled to ask Tiana for help.

"Please stop, General El, don't embarrass Mr. Special Envoy. Tiana hesitated for a moment, but then opened her mouth to stop: "No matter what happens to the Locke family, we can only find out the truth when we go to Lille Town. ”

"Please wait a minute, I haven't finished asking yet. El looked at the girl's expression, reached out and pulled Viscount Chico's head, and smiled again: "I'm sorry, I was a little emotional just now. Since you said you don't know the details of the Locke family's rebellion, I'll ask you some questions that you can answer. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Lord Count Kemal is still in his castle, and it's only the young Master Delare you call him who came to Lille Town?" El asked, pulling the fat man back up and patting the dirt off his body.

"Young Master Delare is the eldest son of Lord Kemal, so he can naturally represent the will of Lord Kemal with full powers. Viscount Chico's eyes flickered twice, but this time he didn't dare to continue to resist.

"Very well, although I still think it is a bit nonsense, but given that this is how the nobles speak, I will no longer force it. El nodded, and asked again, "How many men did Master Delaere bring to Lille Town this time?"

"Master De Laere brought the Third Corps...... We still have heavy garrisons on the border. Viscount Chico hesitated, but when he saw the smile on El's lips, he immediately told him all he knew.

"What is the Third Corps?" El asked again.

"The Third Legion is a regular garrison legion, with a full strength of two thousand five hundred elite soldiers!" said Viscount Chico loudly.

"Two thousand five hundred, or elite soldiers, how elite are they?" In order to match the fat man's bluff, Erkako tried to show a gasp of horror.

"Hehe, what kind of elite soldiers of the Garrison Legion ......" Andelov sneered, exposing Viscount Chico's old bottom: "General El, the army of the southern lord is not the same as ours, as long as they recruit farmers and distribute weapons, they are considered regular troops, and the so-called legion system, I'm afraid there is at least half of the vacancy." ”

El looked at the fat man thoughtfully, watching his face turn pale a little and sweat raining down. However, this fat man is not a simple person after all, even if he is exposed, he refuses to bow his head, but sneers and counterattacks: "The Third Legion is just the accompanying escort of Young Master De Laere, and our troops on the border can be reinforced at any time." But now, what kind of tough confidence does the white lion have left?"

"You won't bother with that, Mr. Viscount Chico. El shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the south with his finger outstretched: "Go back and tell your young master that we will move on and make Lille the town our first destination." If there were still enemies in that town when we arrived, it would mean war. ”

"Young man, I think you'd better listen to other people's opinions, there are many problems in this world that cannot be solved by force. Viscount Chico wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said earnestly.

"I agree with you, but I do think that this problem should be solved by force now. El clenched his fist and slowly released the murderous aura on his body: "I think you are a smart person, so don't waste our precious time with each other." Now go back to your master and give him some pertinent advice. ”

Under El's order to evict the guests, Viscount Chico did not dare to ramble any more nonsense, and left the tent with his two guards. As he walked outside, El put his hand to his mouth and whistled, and the warriors gathered outside the tent drew their weapons at the same time, and struck their left hand on the armor on their chest with a deafening sound. Viscount Chico paused in his footsteps, then immediately quickened his pace and jumped into his carriage.

Count Kemal's envoys came and went, but the three men who remained in the tent fell into an awkward silence. El and Tiana looked at each other with serious expressions. Androv left Tiana's side without a trace, and approached El's side, intentionally or unintentionally.

"What do you think?" El asked in a low voice.

"Old Locke's youngest son had always been restless, but no one expected him to dare to do such a thing. Androv sighed and said: "Before this, there was no rumor in the Locke family, it is likely that Miharun had colluded with that young master Delare, and now it is just in time for the upheaval of Isttalen, and all the problems have erupted." ”

"Whatever the truth, Viscount Chico is at least right in one sentence, the town of Lille is too close to the border, and Count Kemal's army can come to support at any time, and we cannot rush to war. Tiana said with a deep groan.

"Even if Miharun defected to Count Kemal, the troops under the command of the Locke family would not have defected so easily, there must be a hidden reason in this. Andelof said with a frown.

"What do you want to do so much, no matter what they are tired of, let's go and see for ourselves. El stared at Tiana with a smile and said, "Miss Lanstadt, I have a ...... that is not very mature" (go read om) (Jiangsu.com)