You must know that the reason why they survived was to obtain information from them, and the process of obtaining information was mostly cruel and bloody. It is really hard to say whether the suffering they are about to suffer will be lucky or unfortunate compared to death.

In less than ten minutes, the battle in the hall was over. Rouse commanded his men to guard the prisoners for interrogation and clean up the battlefield, after all, this is the interior of the earl's manor, and the necessary tidiness still needs to be maintained, although no matter how it is cleaned, the smell of blood in the air will linger for a short time.

And just as Rouse was cleaning up the battlefield with his men, he came to the place where Sir Sissoko died. Laus was silent as he looked at the mark on the ground, a little startled by Sir Sissoko's final blow.

Seeing that a deep mark was plowed out of the ground at this time, a ten-meter-long crack appeared on the ground. Only then did he realize that the reason why the Earl asked him not to interfere in the duel between the priest and the knight was not at all the same level of combat power.

The wooden floor around this trace was also destroyed by the sword qi composed of fierce magic and the magic power that overflowed to the surrounding area, and it was a mess. Let Rouse look at the recently dead Sissoko in amazement, what a powerful berserker he was when he was alive, this trace is the best proof of Sir strength.

At this moment, Rouse clearly realized that even if he used all his powerful defensive skills, such an attack could not guarantee that he would be able to escape under this sword aura, and being seriously injured was an absolute certainty.

As for dodging, he didn't think he could do any dodging moves in the situation like Kyrlius just now, he wasn't a magician, and he couldn't 'teleport' either, and being able to defend was already his limit.

He stared blankly at the rift, a symbol of strength, with a complicated expression and a long silence. Obviously, the strength of the priest and the knight is a big warning for him, a person who is usually a little complacent about his own strength.

On the other side, Kyleus, after killing Sir Sissoko, looked at Sissoko's fallen corpse as if he had been stupid all of a sudden. Even the fierce battle around him just now didn't attract the slightest attention from him, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until the Count returned after calming the guests that he still saw him standing there, calm and nothing, so that the Count couldn't see his mood at all. I don't know if it was the pleasure of revenge, or the emptiness after the goal was achieved, or the sadness of Lycia's death, but the count couldn't see anything on his face.

Kylelius exuded an indifference and coldness all over his body, which made the old earl, who had been tested by war and death for a long time, a little unbearable. When the count saw that Callius looked like this, he did not bother him, or did not dare to disturb him.

Because the Count's own mood was not much different from his, the two most important men in Lycia's life were in a very similar mood at this time. Even though the two of them didn't say anything, the Count could feel Kylelius' mood at this time, and there was an indescribable sadness.

"Lord Earl, it's all cleaned up. It was Rouse, who was covered in dust and blood, and apparently he didn't have time to wash it. He had just finished almost all the aftermath of the battlefield, and when he saw the Count returning, he immediately came to report the situation.

"How's the result?" said the Earl, with some weakness. Obviously, the bargain with a group of nobles just now made him physically and mentally exhausted, coupled with the thrilling emergency situation just now, the tragic death of his beloved daughter, and the complete loss of the prestige of the Stelle family for a long time to come, all made the fifty-year-old man feel exhausted.

"The enemy was wiped out from the leader Jane Sissoko down to all the rebels. The enemy lost thirty-nine dead and eleven prisoners, and among the prisoners it looked like three of the officer class. At the same time, three people were killed and seven wounded, but all of them were minor. Hearing the Count's inquiry, Rouse spoke almost without delay.

Obviously, he was fully prepared for the Earl's question, and he knew what the Count would ask at this time, so he was prepared early, he had not been by the Earl's side for so many years in vain.

When Rouse finished his report, he found that the Count had not answered him, and the expression on his face did not seem to be hesitating about what to do with the captives, but more like a simple stunned look. Rouse waited for a while, and found that the Count still had no intention of speaking, so he had to bite the bullet and continue: "Lord Earl, what should be done with these captives?"

The Earl was regained by this slightly loud voice, looked at Rolls in front of him, paused for a few seconds, and then said in a tired voice: "You can do it, those captive militiamen are at your disposal, but those three officers must pry their mouths open and let them spit out everything they know, I think you can handle these little things, don't let me down again." ”

"Yes, I will do my best to find out their accomplices and masterminds, and I will definitely live up to your expectations. Rouse said respectfully to the Count that he thought he would not be able to accomplish the task, and that it would be easy to pry the mouths of a few militia officers.

"But ......," said Rouse, with a hesitant expression.

Seeing his present expression, the Count clearly showed a dissatisfied look, and he opened his mouth to scold: "Say something quickly, don't talk about it!" Obviously, the Count was not in the mood to guess what he was going to say.

The question that Rouse is most afraid of now is not whether he can pry open the prisoner's mouth, but whether the prisoner knows the truth of the matter. It is very likely that Sir Sissoko, as the leader, did not tell his men the specific reason for such a high-secrecy operation, let alone the mastermind behind it.

Thinking so, Rouse immediately told the earl his conjecture, and the earl's face was slightly relieved when he heard this, and he also recognized that the possibility of Rouse's guess did exist, he thought for a while and said: "Well, this situation is also possible, you do your best, you can escape as much as you can." ”

After speaking, the earl looked at the corpse of Sissoko next to him, sighed with some regret and said: "It was a mistake, it would be good if Sissoko was captured alive, he must know a lot of things." She shook her head again, leaving her unrealistic fantasies behind.