Chapter 507: Riot in the Imperial City

Richard sighed, "She wasn't like this when I left. ”

In the capital of the kingdom of Slom, you can see poor people dying of hunger, beggars without shelter, and soldiers who use violence against defenseless civilians on the road. The entire capital was shrouded in gray tones, and even the air was cold.

Richard turned around again, looked at Motriti, and smiled helplessly, "Xiaoying, I wanted you to be my guard all the time, and the rest of my money will definitely ensure that you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and even spending time and drinking is not a problem." But you insist on leaving, and I know that with my ability, I can't stop you at all. ”

"This is not the life I want. Motriti replied faintly, and then she turned and walked away.

Richard looked at Motriti's back as she drifted away, and a sense of loneliness rose in his heart, his coachman and guards were all killed, and if Motriti was gone, he would really be alone.

Perhaps, he should also leave this dying capital and go somewhere else to spend the rest of his life.

Richard was just about to go to a place when he suddenly remembered that his token had been taken by Motriti, and he couldn't find the vault manager to withdraw his share of the assets.

It doesn't matter, you can't bring so much money by yourself, if you encounter robbers again, without guards, you will really be empty.

Wandering aimlessly, Richard actually walked to the palace, because the journey was so familiar to him that he could walk even blindfolded.

"Well, isn't this Richard?" a royal soldier approached with a spear.

"How I didn't know him. Another soldier followed.

"It's normal that you don't know him, he's just a petty official. A third soldier also came forward.

Richard immediately felt that the posture of these soldiers was wrong, and his men subconsciously wiped the hilt of the sword on his waist and stared at the three of them cautiously, "If you attack me wantonly, the king will make you lose your heads!"

This was just the lowest royal soldier, and Richard, though only a petty officer—yes, he was in charge of all the inns in the kingdom—was much more senior than these soldiers.

"I'm afraid he's bathing with seven or eight women right now. A soldier smirked and held his spear as he approached Richard.

"I agree with you. Another soldier chimed in.

The picture described by the soldier flashed through Richard's mind, and he imagined that the king himself was such a greedy and depraved man.

The king was loose in his rule, and everyone in this kingdom treated the law as air and did whatever they wanted. This phenomenon is not a matter of one or two days, it has been going on for a long time, and now it has reached its worst state.

At first, it was only the common people in the kingdom who were dissatisfied, and some of them began to march, revolt, and spread the word about the corruption of the king, and still levied large taxes to oppress the lower classes indefinitely. The royal people rebelled against this, and at first suppressed a little momentum, but the civilians were outnumbered, and the royal soldiers and nobles could hardly match them, and some of the royal people also joined the ranks of the rebellion.

The overthrow of the reign of the modern kings became their greatest goal, but later on, the revolt changed its flavor invisibly, and they gradually became all kinds of evil bandits, whether it was the royal people who had not yet rebelled, or the rebels who were on the same side with them, they would be desperate to take away what belonged to these people and take it for themselves, some people were satisfied and left the kingdom again, and some people still wanted to stay here and continue to make a few fortunes.

No matter what the king is doing now, he will always turn a blind eye to these changes in the outside world, and as long as that person is there, no one can shake his throne......

"Look!" a soldier lunged at Richard with a spear.

"Stupid nobleman, you're going to die soon. Another soldier drew his sword and slashed at Richard.

Three soldiers surrounded Richard from three directions, Richard had no way to hide, and in the face of a crisis, his latent strength was stimulated, and he used his sword to parry one of the soldiers and drill out of the encirclement.

Richard is just the head of the station, not a swordsman training instructor, and it is already very difficult to resist this blow, not to mention that the opponent is still three people.

"That's too bad!" the three soldiers rushed again.

Richard quickly looked around for any horses, and if he could ride one, he might have a chance to escape.

But no!

Richard leaned to the left, dodging attacks from the right, and then used his sword to pick out attacks from the left.

Richard hated himself for not having three hands, and that there was an enemy behind him, and the spear passed under his armpit, and the clothes on his side were torn off, and a wound was cut under his ribs.

If he dodged any slower, the spear would have pierced through his body.

No, the soldiers are protected by heavy armor and cannot break through their defenses at all. Royal soldiers have a certain fighting quality, but Richard has always relied on others, and it is enough to defend himself when necessary. I didn't expect him to be in a situation like today, facing the enemy alone.

Richard turned and ran out as fast as he could.

He couldn't help but wonder how unlucky he had come to the palace by accident.

Father...... Yes, Father!

Richard finally remembered, he thought of his father who was still in the palace, the moment his thoughts shifted, Richard's speed slowed down a notch, he hesitated, should he go back to see his father, if necessary, he should take him out of the palace, but where can he turn back now.

As a result, because he was so slow, Richard was immediately caught up by the three soldiers.

A soldier stabbed a spear in Richard's raised calf, and Richard became unsteady and fell to the ground.

"The nobles are really useless like this. The successful soldier stepped on Richard's back, and his laughter was terrible.

Another soldier kicked the sword that had fallen from Richard's hand farther away, blocking him.

The already gray sky was getting darker, and night was approaching, and a few bats swept in front of the palace building.

Richard was overwhelmed by the kick, and more and more blood squeezed out of the wound under his ribs, soaking his clothes red.

Richard bent his arms in front of him, trying to use the force of his fists to prop his body up, but it seemed useless.

Seeing that he was cornered, Richard looked up at the soldiers in front of him and laughed, "You can't get anything from me!"

"Don't do useless resistance, you know that. The soldier slammed his heel on the top of Richard's head, a boot made of steel, with sharp edges and corners, and it immediately shattered Richard's skull, blood running from his hair to his cheek, and the moment his jaw bone hit the ground, it shattered.

"Royal token, I gave it away a long time ago......" Although every word he said now hurts immensely, Richard still endured the pain and said it with a smile, anyway, he can't live anymore. As long as these soldiers can't get any benefit from him, he can be regarded as enough to resist.

"What?" the soldier stared at Richard in disbelief, of course they knew how important and precious the royal token was, and this fool actually gave it away?

The three soldiers exchanged glances with each other, and it was clear that they all felt that Richard was lying to them, and they must have searched Richard's body first.

Two men flipped Richard over and held him down, and the other began to search all sorts of places on him.

The soldier who had hunted Richard looked more and more suspicious, because there was no royal token anywhere.

"How are you feeling right now?hahahaha!!" laughed Richard, who was bleeding from the head.

"It's boring, then you better get out to hell!" The soldier who had been searching to no avail stepped aside, picked up a long sword, and pointed it at Richard's chest, running it down.

When death is inevitable, most people still have a strong nostalgia for life, but now it's too late to struggle.

Richard was one such person, he tried to move his fist, but found that both wrists were clasped and he couldn't even lift them.

It would be nice if Xiaoying was still around...... Looking at the cold sword light that was approaching him in an instant, such a thought flashed through Richard's mind.

At the same moment, at the tiger's mouth of his right hand, a thumb-sized blue-blue mark suddenly lit up, bright as a ghost fire.

The man who had heard the call gradually appeared in the night, and with a slight flick of his wrists in the cloak, two daggers shot out one after the other.

It's as if a dagger had drawn a thread on a soldier's body beforehand, drilling precisely into the gap in the armor and into their body.

The two soldiers who had held Richard's body in place could not make a sound before they fell to the ground.

In the short interval, both Richard and the remaining soldiers noticed the change beside them. The soldier thought that there would be Richard's help nearby, and Richard couldn't imagine that the person was actually here.

However, this does not change the trajectory of the sword.

Richard moved backwards as best he could, trying to dodge the blow.

It's impossible to dodge, the other party is too fast.

Still going to die ......!

Desperation made Richard unable to exert any strength in his body.

As the sword was about to pierce his body, Richard saw the most memorable scene of his life.

The soldier's body, including the sword he was holding, was slashed by the sweeping scythe, flying out of his sight.

The mutilated blade fell weakly on Richard's body, and the lower half of his body, which remained in place, seemed to freeze. Behind the stump, the Reaper splattered with blood, and the blue-black scythe flashed in her hand, raining blood across the sky.