"Ahhhh!!!!hh

The fiery red blade of the sword roasted on the candle flame slowly pierced into Jiawen's left arm, and the heart-rending screams could almost penetrate the eardrums, and the body struggled violently like a dehydrated fish, twisting, but could not get out of the restraint of the soles of his chest and feet, and could only twist his torso desperately.

But the scream was very pleasant to Edward's ears.

A frightened Garvin looked at the guy in front of him with a trembling face, and the black-haired knight still had a smile on his face, slowly gasping, extremely tired.

The dark hair had been infected with viscous plasma, and it was slipping down the ends of the hair on both sides. The clothes on his body were even more soaky, and if you looked closely, you could even see that Edward's right hand holding the sword was shaking unnaturally all the time—it was a trembling from the soreness of the tense muscles.

The assassins in the original room are now only a room full of corpses...... The strong smell of blood could not be erased from the air, piles of bones occupied almost all the space, every corner and every floor, were the tired corpses, hideous, terrifying corpses, just like a miserable pile of rotten meat, even the original shape could not be distinguished.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency Gavin Brindis...... It's been a long time since I've done anything like this. A "smile" finally appeared on Edward's face, though it was probably not the case in Gavin's eyes: "You succeeded in provoking my anger, and you guessed it right—my only weakness now is probably Alan, and you hit that weakness." ”

"And rightfully so. I'm never going to let you die so simply - I'm going to torture you. Again and again to the point where your life is worse than death. And then completely ruin your reputation. If you want revenge, you must also be prepared for the impossibility of success, you say?"

Slightly relieved, Edward slowly raised his head to look around, and Ludwig Dorian, who was also panting, sat tiredly in the corner of the wall near the balcony, half-lying with a pipe hanging from his mouth. It's very comfortable to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, and I don't even bother to move.

"I thought only Marco Tasker was a guy like Marco Tasker who was obsessed with pipes. Edward chuckled softly, slowly drew his sword, pointed to the pile of corpses on the ground and asked, "How did you get into this group of assassins?"

"Because this is Lord Edward Witwood's orders—that's all, Lord Edward needs a dagger that can solve all his problems, and I am glad to do it. Ludwig Dorian chuckled, probably for the first time the Assassin had actually laughed: "Well, Miss Orwina helped a lot. ”

A faint smile tugged at Edward's face - he could not have guessed that Gavin Brindis would have chosen to meet in this café, but the moment he chose to be here, he was destined to fall into the trap that Edward had carefully prepared for him.

Maybe in Jiawen's opinion. Meeting here made Edward feel sarcasm, humiliation, and all sorts of negative feelings, but it still didn't change the fact that this was once the headquarters of the Blood Banner Brotherhood. Even if they had been abandoned by Marco Tasker, they were the most familiar place, and it was too easy to get a few people in.

The café is home to the Blood Banner Brotherhood, and Gavin's biggest mistake was to still underestimate Marco Tasker's abilities - there was no information that could be reached out to the intelligence guru, especially after figuring out the target.

At this moment, Jiawen, who was lying on the ground, was still nothing but fear and trembling in his eyes-he didn't dare to imagine that he was so afraid of death, and even had the urge to ask for mercy!

No, it shouldn't...... It shouldn't be like this, it should be standing there, listening triumphantly to the appearance of this damn monster kneeling in front of him, bowing his head and begging for mercy, willing to lick his boots, willing to ask for his forgiveness with any humble act, willing to root wherever he wants, so that he can ravage him to his heart's content!

It shouldn't be like this!

The excited emotions and overly suppressed heart made Jiawen unable to even speak, his cheeks flushed unnaturally, the corners of his mouth kept coughing up blood, and there was even the smell of meat on the entire severed arm, despair, little by little, Jiawen's heart was completely pressed into the palm of his hand, ravaged without emotion.

These two monsters, madmen, bloodthirsty murderers...... They actually killed all the more than forty assassins left! This is the most elite and the best forty!

"By the way...... As a thank you for your hospitality, let me tell you something interesting about this worthless little thug. Ludwig, who was squatting there, noticed that Gavin on the ground was still struggling tenaciously, and a cold smile was also on the corner of his mouth.

"The Assassins you sent to carry out the assassination were slaughtered before they even reached the vicinity of the Lord's Mansion - the Honorable Miss Orwina and her companions were attacked, and they apparently had no good opinion of the traitor. Ludwig shook his head helplessly: "As for the four fellows you ambushed in the mansion, I found them on the first day, obviously these fellows are not good enough to get home; ”

"Naturally, they are so loyal, how can I fail their good intentions - let them all be 'loyal'; as for the rebels...... You have underestimated the financial resources of our Viscount Edward, and you only need to spend a small amount of money to kill a few brainless people to make them abandon their goal. ”

"So...... If you want to kill our Lord Edward next time, please be prepared. Ludwig's eyes showed endless mockery: "You are powerful, but you are not powerful enough - rats hiding in the sewers, as long as you show your head, no one will be afraid of them anymore, and you are not even a mouse, at most a reptile!"

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Listening to the almost vicious sarcasm, Jiawen, who had just calmed down, immediately coughed, his body trembled violently as if he was sifting chaff, and his immobile body even seemed to be convulsing.

"By the way, I'll tell you one more thing—the Brindis family will come to an end on you, dear Gavin. Edward smiled slightly: "Whether it is the Duke of Berion or the Minest family, neither they can take responsibility for this rebellion and commotion, because the stakes are too big, so someone must stand up and carry this black cauldron." ”

"And who better fit than you?" The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Edward's eyes even became much more playful - of course he couldn't let this damn family continue, whether it was the Duke of Barrion or the Minest family, he couldn't give them pawns that could threaten him, even the most important ones!

Everything must end here, everything must be completely destroyed! The Brindis family will come to an end at Gavin's death, on the most despicable charge of the people of Turin - rebellion!

Edward didn't even have to worry that no one would solve the follow-up problems for him—even if it was just to clear the line, the Minesters couldn't ignore it, and Barrion couldn't have had much to do with a traitor, especially after that traitor had done so much.

Your use value is gone, just a rotten orange that has been drained of juice, and no one will care about your life anymore, and even want to see you die.

"But what...... Dear Gavin, your actions will give the kingdom more excuses to put down the rebellion in the lands. Smiling softly, Edward raised his sword, "It's the last meaningful thing you've ever done." ”

"May the Radiant Cross bless your soul - go to hell, brute!" (To be continued.) )