Killing little Lithop with your own hands is a straightforward choice.

But it was better for the mob to kill little Lisorp.

"Is it possible to gain benefits without staining blood?

It is impossible to make 'death' art, but it ......

For a layman, that's already good! ”

The man in the hood and cloak whispered to himself.

Subsequently, the member of the Dead Poets Society changed his original plan, in which Gold was an outcast.

It is necessary to endure the wrath of the mob.

But now?

Death is a must.

But it can change in the future!

The other party has a little 'potential'.

Maybe become one of his attendants.

It is different from the previous 'attendants' sent by the left leader and the right patriarch.

is a real, wholly his-acolyte.

Even, in this person's mind, the 'ghoul ritual' has been arranged for Gold.

Of course, Gold was never the first choice.

That 'bandaged swordsman' is!

However, because he couldn't be exposed before, he had to put the plan on hold, but now he doesn't need it-

"It's coming! Soon!

Wait for me to finish the ceremony!

You will be mine! ”

An evil spirit returning from the 'Land of Eternal Sleep' is too precious to the members of the Dead Poets Society.

He could have imagined how hot it would have been if the rest of the Dead Poets Society had known of the existence of this 'bandaged swordsman'.

And he blocked the news as much as possible, but it was only a temporary blockade of the 'Death Poets Society's understanding of the 'Bandaged Swordsman'.

After all, it is not permanent.

Once it is known, it is natural to be blamed.

However, once he completes the 'Ritual of Resentment', everything will be different.

'Death' is fair.

But it is not fair to bring about the power of 'death'.

Ten years ago, he knew this.

However, the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' who glanced at the battlefield had a trace of doubt in his eyes.

What about Lisorp?

Where's this old fox?

There has been such a major change, why didn't the other party show up?

This member of the 'Dead Poets Society' wondered in his heart.

And then—

"Huh?!"

Just as the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' was wondering, he suddenly looked at the charging cavalry of the Lisopp family in surprise.

Gold leads the way!

And the little Lisopp, although he was also in the team, was in the middle of the team, and it was also the safest position, at least ten places behind Gold.

It wasn't at all like he had guessed, it was a gesture to take advantage of the chaos to get the mob to take out little Lithop.

Instead, it's like layers of protection!

And in fact, it's also-

After the four cavalry scouts returned and confirmed that it was really just a mob with pitchforks and few firearms, the entire cavalry team began to charge.

Unlike the spears of the early Silver Age when the knights charged, the knights at this moment are holding ......

Thunderbolt!

Bang bang bang!

The fire flickered.

Pieces of projectiles shot out from the thick muzzle of the thunderbolt, and began to sweep across the battlefield in a devastating manner.

In less than ten minutes, the mob gathered in front of the South Town Manor was completely suppressed.

The gap between force and equipment is too great.

It's a complete crushing game.

There is no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

The member of the 'Dead Poets Society' standing in the shadows turned cold.

The result of Gold's provocation and failure was completely unexpected.

Looking at little Lisopp, who was safe and sound under the escort of the cavalry, this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' finally understood why Lisop did not show up.

The other party has Gold's message, and he won't say anything.

is also ready to take advantage of this opportunity to establish the prestige of his son.

"Heh, do you still want to make the Lisopp family hereditary?

What wishful thinking! ”

The member of the Dead Poets Society sneered.

Perhaps the old lion in the inner bay and the tigress of Nanlos have restrained each other, giving the Lisopp family a strange period of balanced development.

But neither the old lion of the inner bay nor the southern los tigress will make Lisope end up with a big tail.

Therefore, the Lisopp family can never be hereditary.

Not to mention......

After tonight, the Lisopp family will be history!

Thinking of this, this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' looked at Nanzhen-

There, there are the secret guards recruited by Lisopp.

Or 'Predators' to be exact!

And that's not all!

Only about a fifth.

But the combat effectiveness of this 'Iron Team' is not comparable to that of these mobs in front of them.

Rumble!

A loud explosion appeared.

Look at the firelight in the south town not far away.

Gold immediately sent out the scouts again.

In this regard, the members of the 'Dead Poets Society' in front of them no longer pay attention.

After all, in addition to the members of the 'Iron Blood' in South Town, he also provoked some members of the 'Iron Blood' in the South Town Manor.

Not too much.

There are only a few.

But this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' believes that these people will definitely create great results.

Because—

It was the opportunity they dreamed of and became rich overnight.

It's enough to leave it to these guys here.

And he?

Naturally, there is a need to deal with people from South Los.

If you don't attract these people, Nanlos's plan will be passive.

The member of the Dead Poets Society strode towards the avenue leading to South Los beyond Southtown.

And just as the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' walked up the avenue, a carriage wrapped in fog appeared in the other's field of vision.

"Malinda. Julius. Caesar!

It's you, master!

You're always so charged......

But there will be accidents! ”

As he spoke, the Dead Poets Society member pulled out his biggest hole card from his bosom - a doll carved entirely out of metal.

Or rather, to be precise......

Human puppets!

But it's different from Arthur's Delicate Golem.

This puppet should be more delicate and powerful.

Even if you hold it in your hand, you have a feeling that surging life is about to erupt, like a volcano that is about to erupt.

"Go, my 'General'!"

This member of the 'Dead Poets Society' casually threw the puppet in his hand.

When a puppet encounters the wind, it grows.

In a moment, he became a middle-aged man with a height of two meters, wearing a black military uniform, and a cold face.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, the air around him became solidified.

Not an adjective.

It's that the air condenses at this time.

Because—

An illusory storm shadow appeared behind the middle-aged man.

Moreover, this illusory 'Shadow of the Storm' also blooms with the power of destroying the world like a real storm.

This illusory storm affects reality, extracting the air around it, making itself grow rapidly.

The first to bear the brunt was Malinda's carriage.

The fast-flying carriage was pulled and dragged into the storm.

"Ranked!"

Feeling that the illusory shadow behind the middle-aged man exuded a majesty that ordinary Great Akana level did not have at all, Malinda's eyes immediately narrowed.

Without any hesitation, the lady was ready to take out the other party as quickly as possible with her partner Arthur.

However, when the corner of the lady's eyes swept over her side, a stunned look appeared on her face-

Hey, what about the Arthurs?!

(End of chapter)