A total of hundreds of people from the branch families gathered to enter the warehouse area of the family castle. The old butler, who had come slowly after hearing the news, stopped in front of the gate of the warehouse area, and angrily reprimanded these people who wanted to make trouble. However, under his stern countenance, he couldn't suppress the hidden worries in his heart.

There was only one thing that worried him, and that was that the disparity in numbers was too great.

Confronted by hundreds of troublemakers, there were less than twenty of Gordon's personal guards. Many of these guards were selected from branch families, and if it weren't for the sake of gaining momentum, the old housekeeper wouldn't have brought them out at all. The two sides of the confrontation have a kinship relationship with each other, and if there is a real conflict, no one knows what will happen.

"What do you want to do? This is Lord Gordon's private storage area, and whoever dares to trespass will rebel!" the old butler said in a fierce voice. But this time it was no longer sufficient.

"Rebellion?" Elwin came out, holding a list of sacrifices in his hand, and cried out: "You are just a subordinate, and all the people standing opposite you are Akmund! Who are you to point fingers at us? Moreover, who is the real rebel? Now the list of sacrifices is here, they are all sacrifices belonging to Akmund! If you don't have a ghost in your heart, why don't you dare let us go in and check it? With so many Akmunds and so many pairs of eyes, who would dare to do anything in the warehouse?"

After taking a breath, Erwin's voice suddenly rose an octave: "I now suspect that less than half of the sacrifices in the warehouse are left! Those sacrifices have now become gold coins in this old fellow's pocket!! Lord Gordon trusts him so much, and now that Lord Gordon is gone, how can we, the real Akmund, sit back and watch him steal His Lord's most precious treasure?

Hundreds of people shouted in an uproar, and the momentum was unparalleled for a while!

The old butler did not expect for a moment that these people would be so scoundrels, and the situation was obviously out of control. What made him uneasy was that none of the freedom fighters who had come from all over the country to volunteer to protect the floating islands had not appeared today. Although they are not numerous, they are all real warriors. There are less than a hundred warriors, which is enough to intimidate these monkeys in front of them.

But now, when they are needed most, they are not there.

The old butler's heart was filled with a huge shadow. I am afraid that the only ones who can suppress these freedom fighters are the three giants of the Akmund family at this moment...... Either way, it means a complete change in the situation.

In the face of Erwin's questioning, the old butler was speechless. He smiled bitterly and said slowly, "Don't forget, Lord Gordon's methods! Don't forget, how many lives Lord Gordon has......!

Bang!

Erwin suddenly rushed forward and slammed his fist into the old butler's face! Under his steely fist, bright red blood splashed everywhere, and the old butler snorted, and his body flew backwards and slammed into the door of the warehouse! The old man's nose was completely ruptured, and one eye was rapidly swollen, and he couldn't open it at all.

Gordon's guards were caught off guard for a moment, and their weapons were unsheathed, but they all hesitated and didn't really cut them out. On the other side, after all, it is also the people of Akmund.

"We're just going to guard Lord Gordon's riches, guard Akmund's riches! the real Akmund, act with us!" Elwin shouted again.

Hundreds of branch family members swarmed in, squeezed through Gordon's guards, and rushed into the warehouse. Those guards were scrambled around, but they were at a loss, and without the orders of the old butler, they really couldn't do anything to the people of their own clan.

The old butler had no way to give orders, and Erwin was grim and viciously kicked him in the ribs. The old butler was completely speechless, and with every gasp of his foot, a large amount of blood would overflow from his mouth and nose, and he could not speak at all. Erwin was extremely vicious, and instead of rushing into the warehouse, he kicked and punched the old butler like crazy. It wasn't until one of Gordon's guards noticed that he didn't move, burst out with murderous energy, and drew his sword, that he stopped. Erwin stared deeply at the guard opposite, his cold gaze containing endless resentment.

The guard picked up the old butler and stared at Erwin without flinching, his murderous aura getting stronger and stronger. He was a veteran with dozens of lives on his hands, and he wouldn't be intimidated by Erwin at all. But he also knew that the situation was out of control, and the top priority was to rescue the old butler.

The guards escorted the old butler and retreated, and the branch Akmunds finally got their wish and entered the warehouse area of the castle. They did see a large number of sacrifices, but they did not see the expected piles of gold coins. There was nothing in the warehouse except for sacrifices and weapons. They couldn't imagine that Gordon, who was invincible in the battle, conquered the floating island, and sat on four planes, would be so poor!

But they soon realized that Gordon must still have a secret storehouse, and must have hidden a mountain of wealth there!

So these red-eyed guys first robbed everything in this warehouse, but they couldn't get enough of it.

"The upper floor of the castle!" Erwin shouted again, his hysterical voice overpowering a qiē noise: "The upper floor of the castle is **! All the treasures of Gordon must be hidden there! Those things belong to us Akmund!"

"Go to the upper floor!"

"Take back what belongs to us!"

The howls came and went, and at this moment, the ** hidden in the blood completely attacked, and the thugs gathered into a river and rolled towards the upper level of the castle. Some of the clever ones left the castle to hide the sacrifices they had already snatched. More who failed to grab the sacrifice rushed to the upper floors of the castle with red eyes.

"What do you want to do? rebel?" a clear shout suddenly shocked the audience!

In front of the passage leading to the upper level of the castle, a tall and graceful figure stood. It was Daimei, a girl like a flame, beautiful in full swing. There was fire burning in her eyes, and the halo on the magic wand in her hand flowed, and she would shoot out ** magic at any time! Behind Daimei, Winnington and Vinnika were standing. Three boys and girls stopped in front of hundreds of crazy monkeys. Although these monkeys could tear them to pieces at any moment, they did not have the slightest fear, and they did not intend to back down. In the depths of everyone's eyes, there is rolling magma flowing!

"Rebellion? Of course not! We just want to get back what belongs to us!" a voice shouted, and it was Erwin again.

"This is my father, the Marquis of Gordon's **! Whoever dares to cross the line one step will be killed!"

Erwin came out in the crowd, his face so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping. He strode towards the three young boys and girls, and roared angrily: "Every qiē here belongs to the whole of Akmund!"

"What are you?!, a little foot knight, who also deserves to call himself Akmund?" said Daimei with a cold look at Erwin, and said with extreme disdain. She suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "The real Akmund will prove himself on the real battlefield with swords, scars, and the blood of his enemies!"

This sentence made many people who rushed over stunned and hesitated.

Erwin suddenly stepped forward and smashed Daimei in the abdomen with a hard punch!

Daimei didn't expect that he would actually do it. The punch was so heavy that it made her intestines churn. She is a sorcerer, her physique is not outstanding, where can she withstand the full force of a high-level foot knight?

A wisp of crimson blood flowed from the corner of Daimei's mouth. Her body bent involuntarily and curled up towards the ground. In the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the cold light of the short sword flash! Daimei's head was a little dull from the severe pain, and the intuition she got from the battlefield constantly reminded of danger, but she still couldn't believe it.

Short swords? How can there be short swords? Do these people want to kill themselves? On a floating island, kill Gordon's own children?

Something that sounds ridiculous, but it seems like it's about to happen?

Erwin's heart was swirling with cruelty and thoughts. In the current posture, Daimei's proud ** is almost all squeezed out of the neckline, and his hot figure makes his blood rush, and he can't wait to tear this woman's clothes on the spot now. In the past, he would not have touched a finger of Daimei!

But he forcibly pressed the thought down, and the dagger was sliding out of his sleeve. Erwin knew very well how much the sacrifice in that warehouse was worth, and what was the difference between robbing Gordon's sacrifice and killing his children?

"It's not just Akmund's descendants who have ambitions!" Elwin said in the depths of his heart, a voice roared desperately.

Then his gaze turned cold, and his body was already filled with thunderous power. Winnington and Vinica hadn't been on the battlefield after all, and at this time their reactions were a step slower, obviously not yet figuring out why Daimei suddenly fell.

Opportunity! A fleeting opportunity! Elwin's chest burned with flames, and he was about to stab out with a sword!

However, a hand reached out from the side, and the other lifted Dai Mei, who had not yet completely collapsed, away. It is a beautiful slender hand, and both the hand and arm armor are in the same style. The flame-colored patterns clearly outlined a coat of arms, which was the coat of arms of Count Elijie.

Erwin looked up in surprise, only to see his other hand rapidly expanding in front of him!

Syllable!

A very loud slap in the face!

Erwin was dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and half of his face was rapidly swollen. However, he still saw clearly who the person in front of him was, and also knew her name and identity, so the sentence: "You **!" was swallowed back more than half, and turned into a shocked and angry voice: "You ......"

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