The royal capital of Yaruf, inside a mansion in the aristocratic district.

At this time when the aristocratic district is in a state of war, the chaos in this mansion has ended.

Whether it was a hallway, a hallway, or a courtyard, there was blood staining the floor.

Corpses lay in pools of blood, surrounded by weapons and broken armor, telling the people what a horrific massacre had been fought here.

Holding the sword of power, Sorok walked here slowly, surrounded by magic puppets and black-eyed knights.

It wasn't long before Sorok came to a man who had fallen to the ground.

"Bang!"

He lifted his foot and stomped on the man's body without mercy.

"Poof!"

The man immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Elder brother!"

Beside her, a girl who was escorted by the black-eyed knights suddenly let out a mournful scream.

If Rig had seen the girl here, he would have recognized the person's identity.

She is the eldest lady of the Cordelion family, and before she is twenty years old, she has become a talented daughter of the kingdom of tactical magicians, St. Charlia Cordelion.

This is the home of the Cordelion family.

In this case, the person who fell in front of Sorok and was ruthlessly trampled by Sorok was undoubtedly the eldest young master of the Cordelion family, St. Nidol Kodelion.

It's a pity that the son of this duke, who is known as having the quality of a king more than the people in the royal family, is now like a dead fish, at the mercy of Thorok.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time, you know?"

Sorok looked at St. Nidol condescendingly, grinning and speaking in a happy mood.

"Since the last time you trampled my dignity under your feet like this and trampled on it wantonly, I haven't thought about a day that one day, I must get it all back."

As he spoke, Thorok's foot on St. Nidol's body kept exerting force.

"How? It doesn't feel good to be stepped on like garbage, right? ”

"Do you feel that the eyes around you are looking at you, full of contempt and disdain?"

"I was like this last time, I was mercilessly defeated by you in front of everyone, and I wanted to kill everyone around me who saw that scene."

As if venting his past grievances, Thorok ignored St. Nidol's reaction, and the force under his feet kept increasing.

"Why do you want to compete with me for the throne?"

"I don't want to think about it, do you have that qualification?"

"Even if you have the right to inherit the throne, since your failed father has become a duke, wouldn't it be better for you to obediently become the son of a duke? Why do you want to fight me? ”

"Well, from now on, the Duke's faction will cease to exist, and the Cordelion family will be completely destroyed."

"It's all your fault, your useless father, and you for having ambitions that shouldn't be born, you know?"

Sorok's vicious words made Saint Charia, who was escorted by the black-eyed knight next to her, angry out.

"You madman! How dare you do such a thing...... The kingdom will never let you go! ”

Not only did Saint Charia shout angrily, but even Saint Nidol, who had been trampled under Sorok's feet and was already dying, raised his head and looked directly at Sorok.

“…… Do you think you can dominate everything with violence? ”

St. Nidole turned out to be surprisingly calm.

In response, the smile on Sorok's face also retracted.

"What? The eldest young master of the duke's family still wants to preach to me like he did last time? Sorok sneered, "Of course power can dominate everything, including power. ”

"Whether it's you or my father, it's too hard to do things, and you obviously have the power in your hands, so why don't you use it to dominate everything?"

"It's because you're always grinding and chirping, always scrupling about this and that, that you will usher in such an ending."

"Now, you're a loser and you're not qualified to lecture me anymore, understand?"

With that, Sorok flew out and kicked St. Nidol out.

"Ahem......!"

St. Nidol's body slammed against the wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and the vitality on his body became weaker.

As if he was no longer interested in the loser, Sorok turned and walked towards Saint Charia, who was glaring at him.

"What should I do with you?"

Thorok sneered as if enjoying St. Charia's reluctance and anger.

"Don't think you've won, mad dog." Saint Charlia was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "I don't believe it, the people of this country will really be at your mercy and controlled by you." ”

"What if you take the throne this way?"

"No one in this country will recognize you, and no one in the surrounding countries will recognize you as a worthy king."

"People like you will definitely bring disaster and misfortune to this country in the end."

"When the time comes, even if you really sit on the throne, you will only be left with eternal infamy!"

St. Charia's indignant words made Sorok laugh.

"Infamy? Disaster? Misfortune? So what? ”

"I don't care about that!"

"As long as I have this power, I can dominate everything and get everything!"

"What about the rest of the people, it has nothing to do with me!"

A cold wave of power rose from Sorok's body, causing Saint Charia's pupils to shrink, and finally showed a look of fear.

She didn't know what that force was.

All she knew was that Sorok had changed, and that he had become crazier, more violent, and more unreasonable than before.

At the same time, Sorok also became stronger, so strong that she felt unbelievable.

The proof is St. Nidol, who fell there.

You must know that St. Nidor is a swordsman who is praised even by Albert Borleil, who is known as the first person under the Sword Master, and he is also an absolute powerhouse among senior swordsmen, in Riege's words, it is equivalent to the apex of Lv.6.

Such a St. Nidol had easily defeated Thorok in the past, and even though Thorok was a veteran swordsman, this mad dog was still not his opponent compared to St. Nidore.

But this is obviously the case, today, Sorok easily defeated St. Nidol in a one-on-one situation.

Coupled with the power that can dominate others, Saint Charia could not have imagined why there would be such a big change in this person.

"You—You're not going to get away with it!"

Saint Charia could only suppress the fear in her heart and shouted.

"Someone will stop you!"

That's all St. Charlia could say to herself.

But......

"You're definitely not going to see that."

Sorok's eyes gradually turned cold and violent as he watched as he watched Saint Charia.

"Don't worry, I won't let you two die too easily."

"Especially you, Saint Charia, I will definitely use you well and let you please me to your heart's content."

"Although you are my cousin, it doesn't matter, I don't want to marry you, let alone give birth to you, if you just use it for fun, your body is still very useful."

"You say, huh?"

Hearing this, Saint Charia trembled, and the fear in her heart finally rose.

The thought of becoming the plaything of such a mad dog made Saint Charia grit her teeth.

"Sorok! You bastard......! ”

And St. Nidol, who had just accepted his fate with a calm appearance, was also angry.

"Take the two of them down for me, the men are tortured and tortured every day, and the women are sent to my palace, and I will enjoy them tonight."

Thorok waved his hand, and several black-eyed knights stepped forward and grabbed St. Nidol, who was struggling to get up.

"Sorok!"

"Let go of me!"

One of the siblings yelled at Sorok, and the other struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Just as the two were about to be taken away, a black-robed man appeared behind Thorok.

"Your plan has failed."

One sentence made the smile on Sorok's face freeze, and also made everyone around him stop what he was doing.

“…… What's going on? ”

Sorok looked at the black-robed man with a gloomy face.

The black-robed man ignored Thorok's gaze and spoke to himself.

"Rige Briehaut did have a conflict with Redson Elierman, but not only did he block Redson Elierman's troubles, but the Shadow Swordmaster you sent to ambush and attack him was also killed by him."

"The magic puppets failed to restrain Her Royal Highness the princess, and there seems to be an unexpectedly powerful combat force around her."

"And on the side of the Franzel family, that strategic-level eldest lady is also protected by an unexpectedly powerful combat force."

"Now, Redson Elliyman probably knows that you are the culprit of everything, and he has run to the side of the eldest prince and the seventh prince to protect them nearby."

"As for the Duke's faction, it's true that it's close to disintegration, but you know, this achievement is nothing compared to the previous defeat."

As the black-robed man told the current situation sentence after sentence in a frivolous tone, Sorok's face became more and more gloomy and ugly.

“…… How can he be that old man at the moment? Can you still successfully fight back under the assassination of the Shadow Blademaster? ”

Sorok didn't know whether he couldn't accept it or didn't want to believe it, and gritted his teeth.

"No, I don't believe it, obviously even the suppression of [Tianying Light] has been used, no matter how strong he is, it shouldn't become like this."

The black-robed man shrugged his shoulders at Sorok's words.

"And yet it's true." The black-robed man said as if he didn't care about himself, "I advise you to think about what to do next, otherwise, when Riger Brihaut and Redson Ellierman have recovered their strength, you will have to face those two monsters at the same time." ”

"By the way, the Knight Captain of the Kingdom Knights is already rushing back."

"If you don't want to face three monster Sword Masters at the same time, you have to think carefully about what to do next."

Since the black-robed man had previously reminded him that the special holy relics in Sorok's hands could not control people who were too powerful, so, in order not to be thwarted of his next plans, Sorok casually found a reason to send Fron Borley to the royal capital while pretending to be Hemulip.

Now, the knight commander seems to have received news that there is chaos in the royal capital and is rushing back.

"......Shh

Sorok was stunned, completely missing the pride and arrogance he had just haught.

On the other hand, St. Nidor and St. Charlia had hope in their eyes.

"Has the old sword master come out yet?"

St. Nidor looked delighted.

"Mr. Rieger ......"

St. Charlia was overjoyed.

Seeing this, the tyranny in Sorok's heart was stimulated.

"You're happy, aren't you?" Sorok said coldly: "But have you forgotten, I have already said that you will definitely not see that scene." ”

With these words, Thorok pulled out the ominous curved sword and slowly walked towards the two siblings.

St. Nidor and St. Charia, of course, knew how terrible that curved sword was.

Sorok had already demonstrated its power in front of them once.

It was precisely because of this curved sword that the Cordelion family was defeated so miserably.

In this regard, the brother and sister just watched all this silently and closed their eyes.

"Come, surrender your bodies and minds."

Sorok raised the curved sword in his hand and stabbed it down at Saint Charia.

"Be careful!"

Behind Sorok, the black-robed man was watching all this as if he was watching a play, but suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his face changed, and he shouted at Sorok.

“…………！”

Sorok's heart suddenly jumped, and without saying a word, he stopped what he was doing, and jumped backwards.

Unfortunately, it was too late to react at this time.

"Bang!"

Just as Thorok jumped backwards, a figure appeared at his side as if teleporting, spun around and kicked him hard.

"Goo......!"

Sorok suddenly let out a muffled snort, and the whole person was kicked out, rolling on the ground several times in embarrassment.

"Choke!"

"Choke!"

The black-eyed knights who were holding St. Nidor and St. Charia reacted violently, and pulled out their swords tied to their bodies.

But at the same time as they drew their swords, two more figures appeared at the same time and rushed in front of them.

"Boom!"

A smaller figure unleashed an astonishing spiritual power, creating a spiritual impact that knocked the black-eyed knights flying.

"Poof!"

A larger figure moved his hands lightly, pulling out several claw rays, shredding the flesh of the remaining black-eyed knights.

The two figures, one large and one small, were like entering a no-man's land, easily defeating those black-eyed knights and liberating St. Nidor and St. Charia.

"[Decomposition]."

Immediately after, a cold voice rang out, causing a burst of purple fluctuations to shoot out and envelop the magic dolls.

"Boom !!"

The purple fluctuations suddenly hit a large area like a laser cannon, disintegrating the area into nothingness.

The Cordelion family, which was supposed to end the brawl, suddenly turned into a battlefield again and shook again.