I'm really stupid
Lord Connaught was sitting on the roadside, dirty and smelly.
I just knew that those nobles might take this opportunity to plot against me secretly, but I didn't expect that they would use such despicable methods.
His eyes were dull, his pupils were dilated, and there were muddy yellow stains everywhere on his head, face, and clothes. He looked like a pig that had just rolled in the mud, and he spoke in a low voice that could only be heard by himself. The voice murmured.
An old servant who was loyal to Sir Connaught and had some yellow and black stains on his face couldn't bear to see his young master so depressed, so he couldn't help but comfort him.
Master, I'll try to see if I can find some clean water and some clothes for you to change into.
Get out of here!
As a result, Sir Connaught suddenly got angry and kicked the old servant with gray temples aside. The guards who had a few clean clothes and were standing in a semicircle were shocked. Then he He yelled angrily.
you!
With red eyes, he pointed at the old servant who fell to the ground, and then pointed at the guard in front of him.
What do you all do for food?
Even a bunch of mobs can't stop it!
Are those mobs that powerful? !
Why didn't you notice that they touched it in the toilet?
How did they get the bomb? !
He looked like a wounded lone wolf, with fierce eyes and an imposing manner. He was panting heavily as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and he incoherently questioned the soul of the guard in front of him.
Why the hell are you still so clean!
Speaking of excitement, he even pretended to pounce on these losers and strangle them to death.
Perhaps because of the overwhelming stench, perhaps because they were intimidated by the young master's aura, and of course more likely because they could not accept the filthy image of the other party, the old servant and the guards unanimously took a step back almost subconsciously.
However, as soon as they took a step back, they immediately realized that the person in front of them was their master. In order to take into account his mood and self-esteem at the moment, they stopped their subconscious instinctive actions.
So this step has become a half step.
Hello! Are you serious about taking half a step back?
However, the considerate actions of these people did not take care of Sir Connaught's fragile self-esteem, but instead further stimulated his fragile and sensitive heart.
An unprecedented sense of humiliation emerged from his heart. He felt as if there were two balls of fire burning on his face, and even the roots of his ears were on fire. His heartbeat was beating rapidly, and his temples were beating like a rapid drumbeat. In a fit of rage, he angrily picked up a few stones that were either covered in shit or frozen into ice, and threw them at the guards in front of him!
I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! ! !
The guard who was thrown also reacted quickly. When his master lost his mind and picked up the stone that was not only a piece of shit but also a stone coated with a layer of shit, he turned sideways and nimbly dodged the throw of the piece of shit.
***How dare you hide! Lord Connaught became even more angry.
However, this guard with quick reactions and agility was also very courageous. After being scolded, he dared to admonish his master at a faster speed than ordinary people.
Sir, I admit that we may have made some mistakes in protecting you, but I don't think your being angry here now will solve any problems.
Connaught cursed: Die! No shit is flying towards you! ***Where are you talking about your horse? The scum that gets in my way!
The guard who spoke so fast, whether because he was stubborn or because he was a little emotional after experiencing such a horrific disaster as the shit coming from the sky, still responded to the furious Sir Connaught at a speed that was almost twice as fast.
Sir, I can't control where this shit goes. Although I'm the closest to you, who would have thought that you would have the most on your body?
You're so proud, aren't you? ! As a result, before he could finish his words, the frustrated young noble
He threw the remaining piece of shit in his hand to the ground and interrupted him angrily. I was so angry! Since you are the closest to me, you are just watching from the side and not protecting me when you are riding a horse. Now you are telling me that this is not something you can control. Damn it, why don’t you go and fuck Billy! Do you know that I want to smash your eggs one by one right now, and then drag them all to feed Stalin?
Click.
Among the irrational, incompetent and furious curses, Sir Connaught's roar seemed to be mixed with the sound of something breaking.
That was the sound of reason breaking.
But I don’t know when, the tough-headed guard who spoke twice as fast didn’t speak out again. The guards and servants endured silently, even if Sir Connaught rushed up and pinched, beat, or simply took a piece of shit. Their faces were blurred, and no one was making any noise or taking any evasive action.
The guards and old servants all had a straight face, with stiff facial muscles and cold expressions, and the look in their eyes was as dull and dead as a machine.
They stared at Sir Connaught silently. Although at first glance it looked like they were being insulted by him, in fact, there was a trace of scrutiny in these people's eyes, and it seemed as if they were condescendingly scrutinizing the nobleman in front of them. Words and deeds are average.
However, Sir Connaught, whose sanity had gone offline, did not notice any of these details.
Sir Fran, what's the situation outside? When can we go out?
In the reception room, Sir Alan asked a blue humanoid projection.
A layer of partition wall has been lowered outside the window. The thick and heavy metal partition wall will reinforce and isolate all the direct passages to the outside world in the guest room, just like using a square iron box to separate this The reception room looks like it's covered up.
However, the nobles sitting in the reception room at this moment were not very happy.
They all had gloomy faces and solemn expressions as they looked at the humanoid projection talking to Sir Alan.
What happened?
In fact, it's very simple. After discovering that the mob was approaching quickly, Sir Fran took the initiative. He first notified the old butler to activate the protection system to ensure the safety of Fran's mansion, then made an excuse to leave temporarily, and then lowered the separation wall to kill these nobles. Locked up.
These nobles originally thought that no matter how well-established the Frank family was, they would at most have some extraordinary guards among the guards, or perhaps make a certain degree of magical modifications to the house and add some mechanisms to resist intruders. Who would have expected that Sir Frank gave them a backhand slap, and the entire mansion switched into combat mode like a Transformer: the thick separation wall lowered from both the inside and outside of the house at the same time, and the ceiling and floor underfoot also quickly deformed. The thick metal partition inside was exposed, and they were stunned for a moment.
It was also at this time that these nobles realized that they had been imprisoned in iron walls for a long time. Who the hell could survive this!
Don't worry, the defense system of the Frank family's mansion is very complete. The old knight in the projection responded without mercy or force, I will protect everyone's life safety, and the reception room is the safest place in the defense system. Please do not act arbitrarily before solving the threat of mobs outside.
You are under house arrest! You are using illegal means to put a group of nobles under house arrest!
No, I'm just keeping you safe.
After cutting off the communication with the reception room, the old butler who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward, lowered his head slightly and reported the news that had just been sent back.
Master, we have just repelled another group of extraordinary people disguised as mobs. The shrewd and capable old butler summarized the report briefly, but there was a hint of gloom on his face, but the third party established based on the mechanism and protection system built by Miss Christina. The defense line has also been breached. Currently, the courtyard area has been completely occupied. Extraordinary beings are passing through the courtyard area to go to the house. Next, the house may be directly attacked by extraordinary people.
Well, the old knight nodded. He was not very surprised by this result. After all, it was only a matter of time before someone found out the rules and broke through the defense line established by the mechanism and defense system. Where is Rudolph? He hasn't seen anyone since just now. He shouldn't be rescuing his treasures in the room, right?
The old housekeeper bowed and responded: The eldest young master is not a person without priorities. As the most important person,
Master Rudolf, who understands one of the structures of the house, is leading a group of people to shoulder the burden of guarding the house. In addition, the wife and two young ladies have also entered the safe house according to the plan.
That boy is so sensible
Please give Master Rudolf some confidence, he is still very reliable. The old housekeeper pushed up his glasses. Just like Miss Christina, although her personality may be a bit out of tune at ordinary times, she can always take the lead and play a decisive role at critical moments.
After hearing this, the old jazz man also expressed emotion: Yes, I didn't expect that when we decided to add some new functions to the mansion's renovation, that girl would actually propose to change the rooms in our house into ones that can be moved freely and spliced together at will. Type it! Such a fantasy proposal.
What's even more unexpected is that you actually agreed. The old housekeeper joked, fulfilling a dream for a child.
The two of them were chatting like old friends who had known each other for many years. At the same time, the thugs outside, played by extraordinary people, noble private soldiers, and police officers, had passed through the courtyard area. He rushed to the front door of Fran's mansion.
Although he was dressed like a mob member and wore tattered clothes and trousers, his rosy complexion and strong figure betrayed his true origin. He faced the luxurious and majestic door engraved with reliefs. door, slowly raise your right hand.
The flames gathered in his hands. At first, the fireball was only as big as the palm of his hand. But as the flame vortex continued to gather, the fireball began to get bigger and bigger. When it grew to almost the size of a basin, he rounded his arms and lifted the fireball in his hand. Thrown towards the door!
boom!
The fireball exploded, sending debris flying.
Everyone, rush in with me! The extraordinary person pretending to be a mob rushed in first with others.
The whole house seemed to be shaken, and the old knight sitting in the house also felt a slight tremor.
It seems our guests have arrived.
