Chapter Ninety-Seven: Alas, it's a pity
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After the two finished speaking, they laughed, and then chatted about other gossip while bowing their heads to eat.
Lorraine's heart sank, and a discerning person knew at a glance that there was a black hand pushing behind him.
He did a little calculation in his heart, and when this incident happened, it was about the same time that his own people were guests at the Governor of Charlins.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened. That butcher duke really deserved his prestige, but he didn't expect to launch a counterattack after only a few days' work. Fierce and ferocious, one hit kills.
As soon as this incident came out, the Supreme Majesty of Ruman City could be said to have lost face. The prime minister who is with him will not trust him as much as he used to. Whether he wants it or not, he has to accept the duke's favor, and it is because of the duke's help that he can finally stop cuckolding like a stupid hat.
It's just that in this kind of royal scandal, the pair of adulterers and adulteresses who died are indeed a little pitiful.
But there is no way to do this, after all, catch the traitor and catch the double. Without real evidence, the emperor would not believe that his mistress would cheat.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh heavily: This is the disadvantage of not having a camera~!
At the same time, there was a faint doubt in his heart, as if he smelled a hint of the breath before the storm.
What do the papal guys want to do? Why do these kinds of frivolous news of royal bastards come out repeatedly? What's more, they are always involved with these news?
As the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves. Why now, like the prince, he is quite similar to the cardinal, and the illegitimate son is not actually the emperor. It's the Prime Minister's and the like, these rumors and messages are flying all over the sky.
Could it be that they want to use this method to replace the imperial power and control the country?
He thought about it, and couldn't help but laugh. That's too naΓ―ve, isn't it? It's not "The Man in the Iron Mask".
Then he thought: Whatever~! Anyway, these have little to do with me. Let them play. Just stand by and watch the excitement.
Eventually, he relaxed and chatted with his classmates.
After everyone had eaten, Lorraine took out the gold coin, settled the bill that had caused him to drip blood, and walked out the door.
They were standing in the street, and they didn't have time to speak. I heard the sound of horses' hooves in my ears.
Everyone was stunned, this is the Maple Leaf Danlin Academy. Which rabbit cub would dare to run here and go wild?
Everyone looked up one after another, only to see several knights in fresh clothes and angry horses appear in front of them.
When those stupid 13 saw the pedestrians on the street, they didn't slow down, as if they didn't take other people's lives seriously, and just laughed and slammed into them with a big grin.
When the pedestrians on the road saw this, they hurriedly avoided it, lest they be hit by the galloping horses, and the streets suddenly jumped and there was chaos.
Lorraine saw it and immediately slammed into it. If you keep rushing like this, you will die.
Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he drew the musket at his waist.
He glanced at the knight in front of him, then pulled the trigger with a flick of his index finger.
A gunshot rang out.
I saw that the knight's horse at the head roared violently, and the man stood up, and then fell heavily to the ground. Crush the knight under him. Then he kicked his hooves a few times, and died.
The knight who was following the knight didn't expect this to happen.
They were running proudly, and when they saw the horse in front of them fall, it was too late to restrain their horse. Then, as if they were chasing each other continuously, one of them was mixed with the carcass of the horse, and one of them turned over on his back and fell on the road.
The mournful screams and miserable cries of the war horses, and the exclamations of the pedestrians suddenly became one, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Lorraine reloaded his rifle with ammunition. While looking at them coldly, he found that they seemed to have never seen them before, and he couldn't help but be curious.
He turned to Ade and asked, "Are these fools from your country?"
Ade shook his head again and again, and said, "Boss, we don't have such tasteless people there, running wild on the streets full of pedestrians, and this kind of shitty thing can't be done." β
Lorraine turned to look at the other classmate and said, "Polentine?"
The man looked at the knights struggling to their feet with the same disdain, then pouted, "We don't have such people there. Even if there is, it has been quietly slapped to death with bricks in the back. β
Lorraine's eyes lit up, and she praised loudly: "It has a personality, which is very much in line with my taste." β
By this time, the knights had already helped each other and got up from the ground.
They saw Lorraine standing in front of them, chatting leisurely, even fools knew that they had done what had just happened, so they couldn't help but point to their noses and shouted: "In broad daylight, you dare to murder imperial officials in the street, do you want to rebel?
Lorraine ignored him and walked straight to a horse that was struggling on the ground, screaming. When he looked down, he found that the poor horse's leg had been broken, and even if he healed his wounds, he would be a cripple, so he couldn't help sighing and said, "It's crippled, and it can't be used anymore." It's really pitiful. β
After saying that, it was a shot at the horse's forehead.
There was another gunshot.
He waved away the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and saw that the horse's brain paddle had been blasted out by bullets and splashed to the ground. Apparently dead can no longer die. I couldn't help but nod my head in satisfaction. Very good, it seems that it walked without a trace of pain.
Then he turned to look at the knights and said, "What did you guys just say?"
He asked, consciously or unconsciously, shaking the muzzle of his gun and bouncing it over the heads of the men.
When the knights saw this, their souls immediately scattered.
They had just seen it clearly. A puff of white smoke came out of that strange pipe, and then, the horse's brain was knocked out. Although they are stupid13, they also know that their heads are not as hard as horses' heads. Immediately, they were so frightened that they turned dirty and avoided one after another.
They tried to turn and run away, but were blocked by the crowd and pushed back hard.
Lorraine looked at their ugliness and couldn't help but feel disgusted, why the more scumbags they were doing evil, the more they were cheap. Once the villain has his ambition, he will show off his might, bully men and women, and do all kinds of evil. But as soon as you see danger, you are immediately scared and have no bones?
He turned his head to look at the other two horses, and saw that the legs of the horses had been broken and they could not stand up. I couldn't help but sigh again, although this horse is not a top horse, but it is already quite good. It's just a pity that it can't be used either.
At this time, I heard a childish shrill voice shouting: "Let me, let go." β
Immediately after, a small figure, sweating profusely, squeezed out of the crowd.
He approached, and then, following Lorraine's example, looked down at the horse that was still struggling to get up, and then touched his chin, sighed old-fashionedly, and said, "Alas, it's crippled, and it can't be used anymore." It's really pitiful~!"
With that, he also drew a musket from his waist, and then shot the horse's brain out with one shot.
Lorraine looked at him, but didn't speak. Because in this world, the only person who can take out a musket is Leo, the child, except for himself.
It's just that there is a slight strangeness in his heart: he doesn't know where that fart kid got the gunpowder and bullets, and he didn't give him these dangerous things.
Immediately, I saw that the little fat boy with pink makeup killed the last horse on the spot. reloaded the musket again, and then walked in front of the knights who were pale and at a loss for what to do, looked at them carefully, and then sighed again, and said, "It's crippled, I can't use it anymore, it's really pitiful~!"
As he spoke, he raised his musket, but found that the men were as pale as ghosts, and were already limp and sitting on the ground. I couldn't help but be furious.
He waved the musket in his hand and scolded loudly: "Bastard~! Do you know that the young master's bullets are very expensive." Hurry up and stand in a vertical row. In this case, maybe one shot will kill two. If you're lucky, you might be three. Young master, I also want to save some money for my son~! Hurry up, hurry up. β
Lorraine glanced at him and couldn't help but admire. It seems that some things are really innate. This little ruffian really treats human life like a mustard. is worthy of being the son of the butcher duke, with brutal genes in his blood.
Although it is not wrong to kill horses, but because of this incident, it is a bit too much to kill people on the street. Thinking of this, he reached out and snatched the musket from Leo's hand.
Leo couldn't help but be surprised, turned his head to see that it was Lorraine, and couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Boss, give it back to me." Give it back. β
Lorraine pointed to his nose and said, "Don't mess around~! β
As soon as he turned his head, he looked at the knights, and when he saw their pale faces, he was even more disgusted in his heart, and said secretly: If you knew this, what would you have done earlier.
He waved his hand and said, "Come here, come here." β
The knights saw that he had no murderous intent, so they glanced at each other, and then suddenly trembled again, and shouted inwardly: "Who are you who dare to attack the royal envoy of the Almohad Empire?
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