"This is not witchcraft! This is the challenge of those lowly and dirty guys trying to climb on our heads! It is bloody hatred and a conspiracy to subvert the royal power!
They are hiding among us. They may be your neighbors, they may be your relatives and friends, but you should not have mercy, because they are plotting secretly to take away your life!
They want to be us, can we live up to their wishes? "
Of course not. After living a good life, no one wants to go back to the poor life of one meal a day, even if what is on their plate is the miserable life of others.
The roar of "can't" made House dizzy. He felt that something was wrong.
When will the looting stop?
These elite warriors, including him, were paid by the princess, but the princess was feeding on the lives of the people at the bottom.
The old princess was like this, and the new princess will definitely be like this too.
What about the people who have finished eating?
They will start eating themselves.
Eat the tail first, then the body, and finally eat the insatiable belly too...
Thinking of this, House looked sad, because he himself was the tail that could be abandoned at any time.
The sound of the ax handle hitting the ground, the sound of the sword hitting the shield, the sound of armor shaking, the sound of horses trampling...
These voices brought House back to reality, and he made his own judgment, which was also his own choice.
They can't win.
As the crowd left the castle, House got on his horse and ran wildly.
On the way, shops were smashed, women were chopped to the ground, and the gallows standing in Temple Square was finally no longer in use because it was not efficient enough in killing people.
Those elite soldiers burned, killed, and looted under the guise of looking for rebels. They ravaged the entire city, which strengthened House's determination.
When he arrived at the city gate, the guard guarding the gate was drunk, which House was used to seeing.
In such a chaotic situation, it wouldn't be strange even if the guard guarding the house exposed a girl.
"Hey! Open the door."
"Why are you going, House?"
The smell of alcohol almost knocked House over.
"Why did you drink so much while I was on duty! Open the door quickly. I just had a mission and was anxious to come back. Now I have to rush back to pick up Father Oliver."
"Come back quickly! This is you, I wouldn't have opened the door for anyone else.
Hey, where is your friend who spends a lot of money? He just asked me about your whereabouts and gave me a silver coin...
Hey, outsiders need to hide now, Mader's gang of knights are not doing anything... hiccup. "
House had no time to talk nonsense with him. He got off his horse, pushed the guard away, shook the handle, and lowered the suspension bridge.
"Hey, please come back soon!"
House ignored the drunk cat, pulled the reins, and the horse began to gallop.
Outside the princess's castle, Ram, who was in a dirty ditch, was completely pushed into the smelly sewage by Apton.
Above them, horses rumbled by.
Ampton never thought that he, a king, would end up being forced to hide in a stinky ditch. He also never thought that what he originally wanted to do to kill his free time would lead to him being involved in such a bad incident. .
After the sound of horse hooves gradually became distant, he surfaced and pulled Ram out.
Ignoring Ram's coughing, he grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him forward in the dirty ditch.
You don't need to go to see Ampton to know that there are soldiers everywhere in the streets and alleys beside the ditch, because the shouts and screams never stop.
Ten minutes later, Ampton found a place away from the hustle and bustle and climbed onto the shore. He threw Ram aside, took off his boots and poured out the dirt inside.
Ram wiped his face, turned around and rushed towards Ampton. Ampton didn't react and was almost knocked to the ground.
"You're so crazy!"
Ampton knows about fighting, at least he has fighting-related knowledge in his memory.
Ram was quickly subdued by him and lay on the ground panting.
"Why don't you let me save my sister!?"
"The prerequisite for saving people is that you can take her to escape with her. In that case, if you rush out, you will only die in front of her!"
"Where is your sword? Is it a decoration?"
Without saying a word, Ampton slapped Ram on the face with his backhand, causing Ram to fall to the ground.
"My sword is only used to kill people for me. You have no right to let it be stained with blood."
Ram covered his face and put his hands on the ground. He laughed, and his laughter was so crazy that it annoyed Apton.
“You have a magnificent sword, but you refuse to point it at evil.
You, like them, don't care about the calls of the weak and shrink in front of the strong. People like you don't deserve to have a sword or power at all! "
Ampton narrowed his eyes and accepted Ram's glare.
Ram climbed up, picked up half a wooden stick on the side, weighed it, and said calmly: "Let me teach you how to use courage and strength!"
Ampton looked at Ram with disdain. He didn't even bother to draw his sword until Ram turned around and started running wildly.
"Hello!"
It was already too late for Ampton to catch up. At the end of the path, a soldier was trying to drag away the woman who was struggling and screaming on the ground. Another soldier was opening a wooden barrel on the side and holding a sword. There's something stuck in it.
Ram rushed forward, screaming strangely and waving the wooden stick. The scream attracted the soldiers. He let go of the woman's hair, drew his sword to block the wooden stick, pushed it hard, and kicked Ram in the chest.
Ram flew backwards and rolled several times on the ground. He struggled to his feet and rushed towards the soldiers again.
Seeing that Ram didn't even have a stick, the soldier put away his sword and kicked Ram away again with a weird smile on his face.
Another soldier put down the lid of the barrel, put his sword on the ground, and watched with interest.
Ram climbed up again, his body already staggering, but he still staggered towards the soldiers.
Just when Ampton thought Ram was going to be beaten to death by the soldier, a burst of smoke and dust rose from Ram's hand, which was a handful of dry soil he had grabbed when he was knocked down.
While the soldier was desperately wiping his face, Ram stepped forward, pulled out the opponent's sword, and stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely.
Ampton sighed softly, he began to speed up, and his hand reached for the sword behind his back.
Unsurprisingly, Ram's sword stopped on the soldier's chest, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not make an inch forward.
The soldier reached out, grabbed Ram's wrist, and swung it angrily. The sword fell out of Ram's hand and fell to the ground.
He took out the dagger from his waist and raised it high towards Ram.
"Boy! Watch carefully! This is how the sword is used."
Apton's sword was very accurate, and he used Ram's body to block the soldier's sight.
The blade of the sword pierced Ram's ear and accurately inserted into the soldier's throat. He quickly pulled it away, lifted it up, and cut the left wrist that was not protected by the chainmail, and then the right wrist holding the dagger.
