"Die, you bastard!" a boy who was clearly still childish threw himself at Edward as if he had gone mad, his right hand was gone, and his left hand was missing two fingers, but he still roared angrily, stabbing the short knife in his hand into his chest with all his might.

But there was no such opportunity...... It seemed that just a cold wind was blowing, and just seeing the black-haired boy's sword swinging, his arm had already soared into the air, and the Brotherhood boy, whose eyes were wet with blood, only saw Edward kick his chest mercilessly, and the sound of broken ribs became the last thing he heard.

The first member of the Blood Banner Brotherhood to rush up the stairs was kicked straight down the second floor by Edward, hitting the guy standing underground in the head. Without the slightest pause, the figure broke directly into the apartment building, blocked the door with his backhand, and directly smashed a person who was about to sneak attack from behind, and the steel sword directly stabbed the person with the door.

Even after seeing three people die on the spot in a row, this group of outlaws still didn't have any intention of flinching, but seemed to be aroused with bloody courage and terrifying anger, and still waved the short knife in their hands towards the black-haired young man standing there in no order, not afraid of life and death.

"Kill the scum of the leader of Cortez, and die!" The blind guy picked up the short knife dropped by the brother in front of him, and desperately opened his right eye that was pierced by the spear, and the angry look seemed to be about to crush his teeth, and he could avoid Edward's sword, but his abdomen was still torn open, and his intestines and internal organs kept flowing out.

"Die, die, you bastard, murderer!" Even though all the internal organs had fallen out, he still crawled desperately on the ground and slowly approached the figure that made him extremely angry, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground, until the steel sword stabbed into the back of the head, and then stopped breathing.

A bunch of madmen who don't want to die, Edward shook his head. He was completely sure that he would leave all of these people behind, but it was a bad feeling, and if these Blood Banner Brotherhood guys had organized an ambush, he might have enjoyed the battle, but for now...... There is only endless disgusting, just like when you ruined Miè Gradoni.

However, it is certain that this group is indeed the "remnant" of the Blood Flag Brotherhood, and it is the real thing—eighty percent escaped that night, and saw with their own eyes the scene where they threw Cortez's head, or at least they heard that it was the guy they killed.

All of them were die-hard Cortés loyalists, trying their best to escape from the "big kill" organized by Gaio Valence that night in the Piazza du Pipetown, licking their wounds in this remote and deserted alley. And then unfortunately, they were still discovered.

Raising the knight's sword in his hand and wiping the neck of one of the creatures that had pounced on him, Edward jumped from the balcony to the middle of the courtyard, and with a slam wave of his right hand, spilling the blood on the sword on the ground.

The reason why they are like this is because they have nothing to love and no longer have any desire to live...... Edward had experienced that pain, and he had experienced it before he had closed his eyes in his previous life. So...... Since you are so eager to leave this world, then I will satisfy you.

The light long sword cut a faint semicircle in mid-air, and Edward held the sword in both hands, his originally indifferent gaze became solemn, and he whispered to himself in a somewhat prayerful tone:

"May the Radiant Cross bless you!"

.................. The three sergeants guarding the door waited until there was no sound in the apartment building, then looked at each other and cautiously walked into the courtyard. Blood splattered on the walls, stairs, doors, and even the dining tables, and mutilated corpses lay in the corners of the courtyard.

Edward sat at the table, wiping his saber with a towel he had found out of nowhere. The three sergeants looked at each other, and finally the young guy walked up and looked at the black-haired young man in front of him who was speechless with some nervousness: "Lord Edward Witwood, you ...... Are you alright?"

"Did you see anyone running away?"

"Uh...... There shouldn't be, they should all die here. The young sergeant replied with a glance at the surrounding corpses, swallowing his saliva.

"Then go back, it's not getting early. Edward smiled at him, "May I ask, what's your name?"

"Yoron, Lord Edward!" replied the young sergeant, "my name is Yolun, and I grew up in Ironhoof Street, which is very close to the Garrison Hill. ”

"Then Sergeant Yoren, could you please come to my room when you return to the Knights' Castle?" Edward smiled and glanced at the other two sergeants: "Sir Leonardo told me that I should learn how to deal with the sergeants, you seem to be the kind of people who are very popular - I think you also know that my time in the Knights is still too short, and I don't know how to communicate with everyone." ”

"Absolutely, it's my pleasure. Yu Lun nodded, looking very happy: "Actually, everyone admires you, but they are not familiar with you yet—you are a role model for many people, especially those who have not been in for a long time." ”

The group returned to the castle of the Knights of the Holy Tree, although it was not early but no one stopped them, and no one came to ask Edward what he was going to do with the three sergeants, it seemed to be no different from usual - living in a big city of 400,000 people, there will be emergencies at any time, and the knights will often get some temporary tasks, and everyone has taken it as normal.

After becoming a Tree Knight, Edward's room was moved from a small "storeroom" to another tower next to the Oath Spire, a spacious room that served as a living room, bedroom, and study.

As soon as the door was opened, Angela, the "little maid", jumped forward, and the girl had hidden her original clothes full of Dominic style, and changed into a coarse dark blue long-sleeved dress, which looked no different from the tavern girl.

"Do you want to take a bath, Lord Edward?" Angela skillfully took off Edward's cloak, folded it and put it on a hanger, like a real maid Yes, "I've already folded the bed, and the pear wine you like." ”

"Oh...... I don't remember my preference for what kind of drink. Edward waved his hand, smiled and organized the girl to help him undress: "Go clean up, we're going to go out to meet someone soon." ”

"See someone?" Angela was stunned, her little head tilted on her right shoulder, and her hands were placed in front of her: "Who are you going to meet?"

"Aha...... What shall I say?" Edward tilted his lips as if in deep thought, and then replied with a smile, "Go and meet a hateful big liar!"

"Knock knock...... A very polite knock came at the door, and Yoren slowly pushed the door open, with a flattering smile on his face: "I'm sorry, Lord Edward, will I disturb your rest?"

"Oh, of course not, come in!" Edward smiled as he walked over and ushered Yuren into the room, then immediately closed the door and bolted it in. The expression of the young sergeant who heard the sound of locking the door was just stunned, and as soon as he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately felt a steel tong-like palm stuck his neck, and the whole person hit the wall as if he was out of control!

"Now I think it's time to have a good talk, dear Mr. Yolun. Edward smiled, his right hand slammed into Yoron's throat and pushed him against the wall. The young sergeant struggled desperately to break it open, like a lobster in the sun, twisting his body back and forth, but he couldn't break free.

"I—I really don't know what you're talking about......" Yulun's face was reddened, and his mouth opened wide as if he couldn't breathe, and he looked at Edward with pleading eyes: "No matter what you want to ask, I must, I must say everything!"

"That's much easier, where is the gentleman you serve now?" Edward asked, "When did he give you the order to lie to me about the assignment that the Grand Master gave me?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about, giggle......" Before he could finish speaking, the strength in Edward's hand increased a little. Yu Lun, whose face was flushed, could only make a few strange sounds of vocal cord rubbing from his throat.

"Do you think I didn't notice something wrong with you, how could that sissy silver-haired master be safe not to plant a few spies next to me - I guess you're just one of them, but it's a shame I did. The black-haired boy's smile faded away: "So I'll give you another chance to answer my question, your time is running out." ”

"Well, I could kill you right now, but I can still find the guy, and he can't do anything to me because of your little minion, but it will save me a lot of trouble if I let you go—I hate wasting time. ”

"So, Mr. Yolun, have you figured it out?" As soon as Edward's words fell, Yoren nodded desperately—it was also difficult to nod his head when his neck was stuck, and the black-haired boy's face raised a smile again: "Very good, this is good for both of us." ”

"At least you saved your life. Releasing his right hand, Edward patted Angela's little head, who had been watching quietly, "Are you all packed?"

"It's all packed. ”

"That's good. Edward smiled: "Then let's go visit our old friend, the honorable Mr. Marco Tasker!"

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