After the plan was decided, Lance no longer stayed in Shoufeng Town.

He walked down the street in the direction of leaving the town, but before he was halfway there, a crowd of people had gathered in front of him.

"What's the situation? Early in the morning there was a conflict?"

Lance leaned over with some curiosity.

This is the morning market in Shoufeng Town, where nearby farmers bring some of their specialties and crops to sell.

In this gathering, the onlookers accounted for the majority.

In the center are an old man and a young man.

The latter grabbed the former by the sleeve and kept shouting: "You didn't give me money, how can you take my wheat." ”

"Nonsense, I have just paid for it!" said the old man angrily.

The young man insisted that the old man did not pay. He rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Come and see! Viscount Lane's butler doesn't pay for anything!"

"The current town of Shoufeng is no longer the territory of Viscount Lane, but the territory of Prince Longbottom. Even if the Viscount comes in person, you must pay enough gold coins to take the wheat, you are just a steward, why should you take it for nothing?"

As soon as the young man shouted, someone in the crowd naturally began to laugh.

"Don't worry, I'll go to Prince Longbottom's bodyguard, and they will surely adjudicate this matter fairly. One of them seemed to be onlookers, but in fact it was obviously a young man from the same party who shouted, and then left it away.

Lance squinted, although the development of things was short. But he's figured out the ins and outs.

Obviously, someone is trying to mess with Viscount Lane.

The old man who was caught by the young man, Lance was also very familiar with it.

Two years ago, it was the old butler who had taken him in a carriage to the distant port of Winter. And two years later, the old butler's demeanor looked even older.

His figure has shrunk a lot, and he looks a little rickety. He carried a small pocket with a small amount of vegetables and some meat. He was arguing with the young man over another pocket of wheat.

"Has this come to this point at home?" a haze flashed in Lance's eyes.

The need for the castle's steward to personally come out to purchase food proves that the territory that originally belonged to Viscount Lane no longer pays tribute to him.

Lost the source of tribute. The Ryan family can only use gold coins to buy these daily things.

"If the family's finances are okay. The old butler will never be allowed to come forward, just a small servant or a servant. ”

Lance was a little angry in his heart: "It seems that my father and they have indeed reached the point of exhaustion. This Prince Longbottom's methods are not simple. ”

All of this is obviously a conspiracy to arrange the good luck. The spearhead is directed at Viscount Lane.

Lance even doubted. The previous Longbottom Jr.'s intention to insult Becky was also a scene orchestrated by the prince himself. The purpose was to provoke the wrath of Griffin and even Viscount Lane himself. Expand the contradictions between the two sides.

At that time, he can completely drive Viscount Ryan out of this territory in the name of the overall situation. Become a group of wandering nobles.

And the nobles who have lost their territories are inferior even to the commoners. If the commoners can farm, what can the nobles do?

Lance straightened his cloak and was about to step forward. At this time, the old butler suddenly made a few strange gestures.

Lance's gaze wandered to the side, and he immediately noticed a clever child hiding in the crowd.

After the old butler made a gesture to command, the child simply slipped away with a cigarette.

"Did you go to my father's to report the news? This is not necessarily good news. ”

Lance sighed in his heart.

He wore his cloak and strode out of the city.

With a simple spin of the force field, those who stood in his way would be stunned to find that the cloaked man had slipped into it like a loach.

The young man's eyes showed a look of philistine and cunning, and no matter what the old butler said, he always maintained one movement, that is, to die.

"He's waiting for the royal guards to come, and in this way, his mission is complete. ”

Lance looked coldly.

He stepped out and said firmly, "How much is this bag of wheat?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that in this situation, someone would jump out to stir up the situation.

He glared at Lance viciously, "It's none of your business, get away, boy." ”

Lance still said calmly: "No matter how much money it is, I will pay for him." Now, please let go of this old man. ”

The old butler looked at Lance in amazement, and the rest of the people were surprised.

Where did this guy come from? How could he be so generous?

But the young man muttered in his heart: Lao Tzu is not here to sell wheat today, in order to find trouble with this old man.

The man had told him last night that he would receive at least two hundred small gold coins as a reward for the deal. In order to allow the old man to take the bait, he even deliberately lowered the price of wheat by 20%. The old butler naturally did not take precautions, the Lane family's rations were running out, although he was only responsible for purchasing the food of the Viscount's family, but he also understood that saving was the most important thing.

So he happily prepared to buy food for the young people. Who knew that Lu Dao had obviously paid the money, but the latter suddenly began to play tricks.

If it was before, how could the old butler go out without taking a few good guards with him? When he encountered such a scoundrel, he directly slashed with a sword.

But now, the entire viscount territory has been requisitioned by Longbottom, and there are people of His Royal Highness the Prince everywhere. In this Shoufeng Town, there is a strict law, except for the people of the prince's guard, the rest of the soldiers are not allowed to enter, otherwise they will be regarded as opposing the royal family - that is, rebellion.

In this way, he can only face the young man who is playing tricks alone, and he is naturally a little helpless.

......

At that moment, the young man turned his heart, glared at Lance and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't be nosy." ”

Lance sneered and said, "You came out to sell grain." It's still out to slander people. I'll ask you the last question, I'll give you money, you let go of the old man, do you agree or not!"

Everyone looked like they were watching a good show, and they didn't know what kind of person this man in the cloak was that he was so domineering.

At this moment, a bustling sound suddenly came from afar.

"The Prince's Guards are on business! Get out of the way if you don't want to die!"

In the midst of a burst of shouting and scolding, an extra passage suddenly appeared on the open street.

The old butler sighed secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but say to the cloaked man beside him: "Xie Lu Xie Your Excellency's kindness, but this matter. I'm afraid there are a lot of things involved. It is not your ability to solve it. ”

Lance stood there silently, noncommittal.

The young man was suddenly overjoyed, as if he had someone to support him, and his confidence suddenly became full:

"Agree? Why should I agree? What are you? Why should I listen to you. ”

Lance sighed softly, "Hey. I've already given you a chance......"

His words did not fall. The audience on the side saw a white light flash in front of them. The young man's head spun abruptly and fell off his shoulder.

When his head fell into the air, everyone could still hear him muttering, "Oops, it hurts......"

Syllable!

The head falls to the ground. There is no life.

Everyone gasped!

They didn't expect that this kid would be so ruthless! In front of the prince's guards, he killed a person without blinking.

"You're in trouble, young man. The old butler looked at him in astonishment.

"Kill, kill!" cried the young man's accomplice in panic. More and more people are gathering.

"Who is it?!How dare you do it in front of our Prince's Guard?!"

One of the leading knights dismounted violently, and he walked with a vigorous demeanor in armor, and the sword at his waist was also very gorgeous, and he was very imposing.

"Prince's Guard?" Lance turned slowly and said in a low voice, "I've only heard that this is Viscount Lane's domain. I've never heard of a prince. ”

The knight was furious, he drew his sword from his waist, and said fiercely:

"How dare you insult the great His Highness Longbottom? and commit murder in front of the Prince's Guard? Let me tell you, the three territories on the west coast are all under the jurisdiction of Prince Longbottom, and Viscount Lane has long been unable to protect himself! I will immediately make you feel that life is worse than death!"

"Life is better than death?" Lance's voice sounded in everyone's ears like a low spell.

"Then you will die!"

The white light flashed out suddenly, and this time, everyone saw Lance's move clearly.

It was a thin thin thin sword. The thin sword stabbed out like a ball of light, trembling for a moment, I don't know how many times.

Lance was incredibly fast, stabbing the sword into the knight's throat long before the knight could react!

Syllable!

The knight, who was still menacing just now, suddenly knelt on one knee and died of horror in his eyes!

The crowd was in an uproar!

If it is within their acceptability to draw a sword and kill someone, then the fact that he killed the captain of the royal guard is far beyond their understanding.

This is completely a provocation to Prince Longbottom, and even a provocation to the royal family of the Hussar Kingdom!

The consequences of this are completely unimaginable.

When the rest of the knights saw their captain dead, they were furious.

Wielding their weapons and using the strength of their horses, they vowed to kill Lance.

However, in Lance's eyes, they were moving so slowly.

He didn't use spells, but with his strong physical fitness, he could easily destroy a team of knights.

Under the terrified gaze of the onlookers, Lance's movements were lightning fast, and with every swing of his sword, a knight suddenly fell off his horse!

Ten breaths later, the bodies of the twelve knights fell neatly to the ground.

The twelve horses were unharmed.

The old butler looked at Lance in horror: "Who are you?"

Lance sighed, "Where is my father now? Take me back." (To be continued......)

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