A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that swordsmanship is Zuo Si's best fighting skill besides magic.

Although at the beginning, he was quite indifferent to this "primitive", "backward" and "barbaric" power, always thinking that he could solve everything with magic, and was even forced to learn it by his cheap teacher Sorin Markov.

But later, after becoming the lord of the ninth layer of Baator Hell, as a great devil, he gained the bonus of the plane's will, and gained many melee specialties such as "cleave", "combat reflexes", "mastery of first attack", "mastery of feints", "attack and defense", etc., so he gradually began to incorporate swordsmanship into his arsenal.

Later, he followed the dark girl Eilistraee to learn the gorgeous sword dance of the elves, and successfully integrated it into his own swordsmanship system, and finally formed the current varied and highly ornamental style.

Unlike Eilistraee's sword dance that focuses on rhythm and beauty, Zuo Si's sword dance gives people a more aggressive feeling. Often, just passing by someone, the other party will suddenly splash dark red blood, or there will be a few more holes in the vital parts.

In addition, his movement speed was not fast, so it was like taking a leisurely walk in the bloody wind, and every move exuded a noble and elegant atmosphere.

That strong sense of contrast, as well as the careless and casual attitude towards killing, and the overwhelming strength against the non-human apostles, merged together to produce a very subtle chemical reaction.

Many nobles and servants were deeply attracted unconsciously, and their eyes revealed shock and admiration that could not be described in words.

After all, admiring the strong is human nature.

When you are weak, no matter what you do is wrong.

But if you are strong enough, even if you have made a fool of yourself in the past, a lot of people will jump out to clean up the mess.

Maybe you can also interpret some shitty personality, spirit, faith and other success-oriented garbage.

Obviously, Zuo Si is the strong man at the moment, so strong that even Viscount Lister Roald, who is an apostle, is afraid and trembling.

From the time he drew his sword and launched the attack to now, only twenty seconds had passed, and the area of ​​about ten meters around Zuo Si was filled with the corpses of the "lion group".

The blood dyed the ground under his feet completely black and red, and it felt unusually sticky when he stepped on it.

There was no exaggerated strength and size, nor any incomprehensible supernatural power, but only a steel sword of good quality in this world.

If it had not hit the vital point, it would not even be able to pierce the fur and muscles on the apostle's body that were as hard as rock.

But the incredible thing was that this sword could always accurately hit the most vulnerable part of the body structure, and then complete a one-shot kill when the target lost balance or could not move.

The apostle's proud regeneration ability was not useful at all in this situation.

Efficient killing!

Quick death!

Viscount Lister Roald finally realized why Zuo Si had never shown fear of him like others from beginning to end.

That was not pretending to be calm or bluffing, but absolute confidence in his own strength.

He simply couldn't imagine what a horrible scene it would be if Zuo Si was using the two heavy door-plate swords instead of the ordinary steel swords dropped by the nobles.

It is estimated that what fell to the ground would not be a relatively intact body, but a chopped and flattened meat paste.

Horrible!

It was really terrible!

It was simply a monster in human skin!

Viscount Lister Roald even felt that Zuo Si was more like a non-human apostle than himself.

Watching more than two-thirds of his descendants being slaughtered in half a minute and being unable to do anything, he finally realized that the sentence just now about solving the "lion group" within a minute was not a threat, intimidation, or nonsense, but a serious one.

If it were other apostles, after discovering such a powerful enemy, the first thing they should do is turn around and run away.

After all, they have almost infinite lifespans and far more power than ordinary people, and they can ensure that they live well no matter where they go.

But the problem is that every apostle has a spiritual defect, or you can call it a weakness.

And the weakness of Viscount Lister Roald is precisely "family".

For him, family is everything, something he must protect with his life, and it can even be said to be the entire meaning and belief of life.

So running away was not an option from the beginning.

Ding!

With the crisp sound of metal collision, Viscount Lister Roald, who had always been hiding behind and letting his offspring besiege his opponent, finally rushed up and swung the big knife in his hand to slash at Zuo Si fiercely.

But unfortunately, this attack was easily blocked.

To be precise, Zuo Si made the sword in his hand present a subtle tilt angle, and then the big knife slid to other directions along this angle, not the kind of hard-hitting blocking.

Because the sword in his hand is like a toothpick compared to the opponent's weapon, its hardness can't withstand such a huge impact, and it will break 100%.

As a cautious person, Zuo Si doesn't want to lose the only weapon in his hand at this time.

He wants to continue to play the role of a mortal to defeat the monster in front of him, instead of letting others see that he is actually a demon god who is more terrifying than the apostle.

"You can't possibly be human! Who are you? Why are you in my territory?"

Viscount Lister Roald asked sternly with gritted teeth.

"Haha, you said I'm not human, right?

Open your eyes and take a good look at the nobles who came to the wedding in the castle, as well as the reactions of the servants and ordinary soldiers who have followed you for many years.

Guess who they think is a monster between the two of us?

You should know that most people in the world make their first impression based on appearance.

So what you think is not important.

What's important is that I still look like a human being and defeat a terrible monster in a way that humans can understand and accept.

Moreover, do you think that you can continue to be a lord here safely after showing your identity as an apostle in public?

In fact, the family you care about has been ruined since the moment you exposed your identity as an apostle.

Now you are just making the last dying struggle."

As Zuo Si said, he continued to efficiently slaughter the "lion group" until the last one fell in front of him and then shook off the blood on the sword and stopped.

And at this moment, only forty-five seconds had passed since he drew his sword.

And no matter how many enemies he killed and how many blood splashed like raindrops, he was always spotless.

"There are still fifteen seconds. How long do you think you can last under my sword? Five seconds? Ten seconds?"

Zuo Si approached slowly step by step.

Although he looked very small in front of the apostle's huge body, the oppressive feeling he exuded was suffocating.

When this amazing oppressive feeling was transformed into fear, Viscount Lister Roald's psychological defense began to collapse. Every time Zuo Si took a step forward, he would subconsciously take a step back.

Because he had a premonition that if he dared to stay where he was, he would definitely die in the next second, just like the short-lived offspring who fell to the ground.

"Kill him! Kill this damn monster!"

"That's right! Cut off his head!"

"From the moment he turned into a monster, he was no longer qualified to dominate the Roald family! He is even less worthy of being a member of the nobility! His blood has been polluted with dirt and filth!"

"As long as he dies, you will be the new Viscount Roald!"

...

Seeing that the situation was settled, the nobles who were just on the attic of the castle began to shout and clamor excitedly, as if to vent all the panic and anxiety in their hearts.

They obviously knew that if the winner was Viscount Lister Roald, they would definitely not expect to leave alive.

Maybe this madman would take the opportunity to take the "lion group" to attack the territory that was leaderless and in civil strife, and take the opportunity to expand his sphere of influence.

After all, with the decline of the royal authority of this country, nobles in various places have essentially evolved into semi-independent warlords.

The royal family could not even control the capital and its surrounding land, but was completely hollowed out by several tit-for-tat dukes.

The civil war went on round after round, but no one could put the broken kingdom back together. Instead, it split, split, and split again in the chaos with no end in sight.

Every noble lord was accumulating strength to try to annex the surrounding neighbors for expansion, so that he could enter the finals to compete for the vacant throne.

Yes, in the eyes of the nobles of this country, the royal family has long ceased to exist.

Its only value is to become the prize of the winner of this chicken-eating competition, and to give legitimacy to its rule by marrying a princess or a queen.

So even if Viscount Lister Roald risked the world's disapproval and killed people at the wedding, as long as he did not reveal his identity as an apostle, he would at most be verbally abused and condemned, and no one would stand up to uphold justice.

There is no way, this is the truest portrayal of the troubled times.

In this environment, morality and kindness are worthless, but those who dare to break the bottom line of morality and humanity again and again can thrive.

Because no matter how despicable it is, as long as you succeed in the end, you will naturally become a model for later generations to learn and emulate.

For example, the best example is the King Goujian of Yue, who was regarded as an inspirational role model in history.

However, the shouting and clamoring of the nobles did not affect Viscount Lister Roald.

At the moment, he did not dare to be distracted at all, automatically blocked all the noises, and held the sword in his hand tightly to prepare for the upcoming fatal attack.

Through the killing just now, he had already understood that Zuo Si was not joking when he said that he would finish the battle in one minute.

When there were only ten seconds left before the one-minute deadline, Zuo Si suddenly sped up and rushed forward at a speed that was almost instantaneous.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

When his sword stabbed out, there was a blast from behind when the sound barrier was broken.

No need to ask, you know that this is a supersonic attack.

Although it might not even be considered a warm-up for Zuo Si, it was something that Viscount Lister Roald could never achieve. He could only watch the sharp sword slash across his shoulder, cutting into the bone seam at an extremely precise angle and severing all the muscles and tendons. He had no time to react at all.

It was not until Zuo Si's figure brushed past it that the nerves transmitted the intense pain to the brain, and then the entire arm began to fall off, and the aorta spurted out blood mist all over the sky.

"This... How is this possible?!"

Viscount Lister Roald's pupils dilated instantly. He first glanced at the arm that fell to the ground, and then stared at the enemy who had just landed with a faint smile on his face.

"You don't think that was the limit of my speed and skill just now, do you?"

There was a hint of mockery in Zuo Si's tone.

He could clearly feel that the more he tortured and teased the apostle in front of him, the more violently the web of fate wrapped around him shook, as if some kind of power was about to break through the barrier between the two worlds.

This is undoubtedly a very obvious sign that the God of the Abyss is beginning to try to drag him into cause and effect.

"No! I will not fail! Let alone die! I want the Roald family to continue to grow and stand on top of the world!"

Viscount Lister Roald obviously smelled the strong breath of death. He picked up the arm that fell on the ground and activated his regeneration ability to reattach it. A creepy madness appeared on his lion-like face.

Such a strong and twisted desire undoubtedly resonates with Behelet.

In a blink of an eye!

In an instant, the stone carved with a human face flew directly out of the study room on the second floor of the castle, opened its eyes, opened its mouth and let out a piercing scream, while strange bloody tears flowed from its eyes.

Such a shocking picture undoubtedly shocked and disbelieved everyone in the castle who was watching the battle.

But before they could react, Behelet opened the passage to the "Netherworld", or the sea of ​​thoughts and souls.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, from the original castle to a closed space full of different coats of arms, large and small, with things like blood vessels attached to the surface.

If you feel it carefully, you can even find the blood flowing inside.

There is no doubt that this space is basically the projection of Viscount Lister Roald's heart.

The coat of arms represents the family, and the blood vessels symbolize the inheritance of the bloodline.

A woman who was almost naked, with hair that was squirming like a snake, and a pair of huge black bat wings behind her, just stopped in mid-air, looking down at Viscount Lister Roald like she was looking at garbage.

"For those selected according to the law of cause and effect, the demon-conquering ritual has been launched. Now you can offer sacrifices."

The woman pursed her lips and made a meaningful declaration.

Just one second later, the noble lady Mana was teleported into this different dimension out of thin air.

It was easy to see from the stunned expression on her face that she had no idea what was happening in front of her.

The hand of God, the prostitute of the womb sea - Yucca!

Zuo Si effortlessly recognized the only woman in the Hand of God.

Of course, that's if they still have a gender.

"Sacrifice?"

Viscount Lister Roald was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to the huge entrance to the real world behind him, pointed at all the nobles and servants in the castle and shouted: "They are my sacrifices, It doesn’t matter how much you want.”

Hearing these words, God's Hand Yucca suddenly laughed contemptuously: "Haha, I'm sorry, that won't work.

Because these people are nothing to you.

The sacrifices in the demon-conquering ritual are not just life, soul and flesh and blood.

He must be someone who is very important to you, a part of yourself and your heart.

In other words, you must voluntarily sever your humanity, and then let the power of the abyss flow in to make up for the lack of soul after losing your humanity.

And now the only person who can be regarded as a sacrifice to you is her..."

As the last word blurted out, Yuclan raised her arm and pointed at Mana, who was standing there in confusion and completely confused about the situation.

At this scene, Viscount Lister Roald's eyes widened.

Because that was his last hope to continue the family lineage.

If Mana becomes a sacrifice, it will be equivalent to burying his family with his own hands, and at the same time negating all the efforts he has made before.

I have to say that the God of the Abyss and the Hand of God controlled by it are really quite evil.

Always giving hope to others, and then extinguishing it, allowing the target to voluntarily abandon humanity and fall into the abyss in pain and despair.

Although Zuo Si had done this more than once, he usually used it on his enemies instead of torturing passers-by who had nothing to do with him for no reason.

Could this be the true face of the God of the Abyss, a collection of evil thoughts?

Or is this just some kind of ongoing plan to better interfere with the real world and weave the web of destiny?

After all, the will of the world is far from controlling everyone's destiny, otherwise there would be no fish like Skeleton Knight and Gus who jump out of the water to cut off cause and effect.

"Sos, where is this? Why would I suddenly appear here?"

Mana was obviously frightened by the words of God's Hand, and subconsciously wanted to run in the direction of her future husband.

But she obviously overestimated her athletic ability and the impact that the uneven and very soft blood vessels on the ground would have on women's shoes. She fell to the ground with a plop after running only two steps.

Fortunately, there were fleshy blood vessels underneath, so the noble lady was not injured. It was just that her arms and legs were pinched by the extremely elastic blood vessels and could not be pulled out.

"Relax, don't move, no one can do anything to you as long as I'm here."

Zuo Si smiled and comforted the sixteen-year-old girl not far away.

Hearing this, Mana's original nervousness and panic quickly subsided, replaced by an inexplicable sense of peace. She stopped struggling and stayed there motionless, staring with two curious eyes and constantly patrolling back and forth between her uncle and the Hand of God.

"Do you want to destroy the sacrifice?"

Silan pursed her lips and showed a dangerous smile full of temptation.

As the Hand of God, she is the agent of the God of the Abyss, the extension of his will and thoughts, so she can clearly feel that the person in front of her is not in the web of fate, but the problem is that she can't see through the other party at all.

And the God of the Abyss is extremely eager to bring this person under his control.

That strong impulse is just like treating the next Hand of God.

"Why, is it not possible? Or do you think I can't do it?"

Zuo Si slowly raised the sword in his hand, and instantly released the sparkling oil and divine power to transform and strengthen it into an absolute artifact.

He knew that ordinary weapons could not hurt the Hand of God blessed by the law of cause and effect.

After all, even if the Skeleton Knight used a large amount of Behelet to create the Water Summoning Sword, which was said to be able to cut through time and space, it could not break the defense of these God's Hands.

To be precise, he had never really touched any God's Hand.

Because in the face of the law of causality, the power of cutting through space is not to be feared at all.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the so-called cutting through space by the Water Summoning Sword is not really cutting through space, but using the power of Behelet to open a hole in the real world and the sea of ​​​​intentions to form a similar effect.

But none of this is important. What is important is that Zuo Si has the ability to shape a handy artifact at any time, and this method is very obscure, and those mortals in the real world can't see it at all.

"You want to kill me?"

A strong vigilance suddenly appeared on Silan's originally charming face.

She is not one of those arrogant and lacking vigilance apostles, and she is extremely sensitive to energy. It is easy to detect that the sword has not only changed in material, but also wrapped in a layer of power that is enough to hurt herself.

Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to kill you, at least not yet, I just want to prove to you that I have the ability to hurt the Hand of God, that's all."

"So this is a warning?"

Silan licked her lips with her tongue, her eyes revealing naked greed and desire.

As the Hand of God born from human depravity, desire and pleasure, she is basically equivalent to the Slaanesh of this world, so she has an instinctive desire for the opposite sex that is strong, dangerous and full of vitality.

"It depends on you and whether the next two sacrifices will begin. After all, I am a person who attaches great importance to promises."

When saying this, Zuo Si deliberately glanced at the noble lady Mana not far away, and the implication was self-evident.

"Hahahaha! You are really funny! Because there is no cause and effect in you. This means that you don't care about anyone around you at all, even if they die, you won't shed a tear, right?"

Silan suddenly burst into laughter without any warning.

Because the so-called "causality" and "fate" are essentially the connection between a person and other people around him and even the whole world.

The more people or things he cares about, pays attention to, and even loves, the stronger the causality will be.

Just like Griffith's demon ascension directly sacrificed the entire Eagle Corps.

Because he once said that the Eagle Corps is his wings and flesh and blood, and he regards all members as "his own things."

So when Guts proposed to leave, he had such a big reaction, and even made an impulsive act of sneaking into the princess's room in the middle of the night to vent his desires.

This is why Griffith can become the fifth God's Hand, while others can usually only become apostles.

To become a God's Hand, you first need to establish a strong causal connection, such as having many trusted subordinates, close comrades, and people who need to be protected.

In other words, the sacrifice of the God of the Abyss is a bit like an equivalent exchange.

The more humanity a person can sacrifice, the more abyss energy will enter his body, and the stronger the power will naturally be.

The scale of sacrifices for the birth of the God's Hand is often quite astonishing.

For example, the oldest Hand of God, Boyd, sacrificed all the people in the capital of the empire in the demon ascension ceremony.

But what about Zuo Si?

He obviously didn't really care about anyone around him, and he didn't even care whether the world would be destroyed.

So in the eyes of the Hand of God, there would naturally be no cause and effect connection.

"Oh? Really?"

Zuo Si slowly walked towards Mana, who was stuck by the thick blood vessels on the ground, hugged her waist in a very strong move, and kissed her before she could react at all.

Although the noble lady was shocked, stunned, and shy at the beginning, she was soon enveloped by the ecstasy and happiness that could not be described in words. Instead of resisting, she took the initiative to open her arms and hug Zuo Si's neck to actively respond, and even actively demanded it.

With rapid panting and heartbeats, the power formed by the interweaving of love and desire soon formed a thread of fate of the law of cause and effect between the two.

By the time the two separated, Mana had completely lost her ability to think. Not only was her brain blank, she was also overly excited due to the massive secretion of hormones, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Zuo Si gently stroked the hair of the girl in his arms, then turned around and asked with a smile: "How is it, is there any cause and effect on me now?"

"How is this possible! Obviously there was nothing between you just now..."

Yuclan was obviously a little confused by this strange situation.

Normally, whether it is love or hate, it takes time to accumulate and settle, and it is impossible to form it in a short time.

But the other party obviously had no causal relationship one second, but the next second he was closely connected with the noble lady.

Is this love?

Or some kind of strong desire?

Yucca squinted her eyes, obviously confused about the situation.

Because Zuo Si's performance was so weird and his abilities were puzzling.

"It didn't happen just now, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. Just watch, I will establish more causes and effects, and even change the entire world permanently."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly threw out the sword in his hand and instantly inserted it into Viscount Lister Roald's chest.

puff!

"Ahhhh! No!!!!!!"

The moment the sword blade was inserted, the Lion Apostle's body seemed to be on fire, and red flames filled with evil and filth quickly erupted.

Under the burning flames, not only was his body disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his soul was also doing the same.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary flame, but the hell flame breath from Baator Hell.

In just a few seconds, Viscount Lister Roald disappeared forever, leaving no trace behind.

With his death, this space also began to collapse, and the passage connecting to the real world began to shrink and become smaller.

"You seem to have many secrets hidden in you."

Yuclan obviously didn't care about the death of a mere apostle, but was full of interest in Zuo Si, an alien.

"Everyone has their own secrets, but not everyone can hide their secrets from anyone."

Zuo Si picked up the sword that fell on the ground, hugged Mana, turned around and walked towards the other end of the passage.

"Goodbye, interesting mysterious man. I look forward to our next meeting."

Yuclan had no intention of stopping the two from leaving, and remained motionless in mid-air from beginning to end, until the rift between the two worlds was completely closed and the huge black vortex above the castle disappeared.

Obviously, witnessing the demon-conquering ceremony with your own eyes is absolutely shocking to ordinary people, and it may directly subvert their cognition and outlook.

So when Zuo Si came back from another dimension, what greeted him was not applause, cheers and worship, but deathly silence.

Whether it was the nobles who came to attend the wedding, or the servants and soldiers loyal to the Roald family, their faces revealed expressions of awe and a hint of fear.

Because if Viscount Lister Roald and that mysterious woman were monsters and demons, then what was Zuo Si who defeated them?

Is this really something humans can do?

An inexplicable emotion began to spread rapidly among the crowd.

At this moment, Zuo Sicai finally realized why some people would say that people in this world have abnormal mental states and are full of madness, distortion, and pathology.

Maybe it’s the influence of the God of the Abyss, or maybe it’s the environment…

In short, people are more likely to develop negative emotions such as greed, jealousy, anger, anxiety, tension, depression, pain and other negative emotions.

However, as the eldest lady of the noble family, Mana obviously could not notice this subtle change.

To be exact, she was still reminiscing about the sweet kiss just now, and there was only room for Zuo Si in her eyes and in her mind.

But this wonderful feeling of happiness did not last long, and was immediately interrupted by a figure jumping down from a high place.

Bang!

"Ah!!!! It's... it's Mrs. Narberal!"

A maid who happened to be near the point of fall let out a high-pitched scream of panic.

Her voice immediately brought the noble lady who was immersed in the fantasy of a better life in the future back to the cruel real world.

"Mother?!"

Mana shuddered violently, regardless of continuing to enjoy the slight warmth and sense of security brought by being held in Zuo Si's arms. She quickly picked up her skirt and ran to the scene of the incident. As a result, she saw a dying woman lying on the ground. Mother taking her last breath.

"I'm sorry, kid. I'm too tired and in too much pain. I really don't have the courage to continue living."

Mrs. Narbera struggled to raise her hand and gently caressed her daughter's fair and delicate face, with a trace of reluctance and apology in her eyes.

Since she was already very weak due to long-term childbirth, coupled with the fractures and ruptured internal organs caused by the fall, she was basically hopeless.

"No! No! No! Don't die! Please! You are the only relative I have left in this world."

Mana obviously couldn't accept this sudden change. She held her mother's pale and bony hand tightly, and her tears began to flow down uncontrollably.

"Don't cry.

Death is a relief to me.

Over the years, your uncle has been violating me and forcing me to give birth to monsters for him.

If it weren't for protecting you, I would have committed suicide long ago.

What's more, besides me, don't you have another relative and support now? "

With that said, Mrs. Narbera turned her gaze to Zuo Si, who had just walked over, and asked directly: "You will protect my daughter and give her happiness, right?"

"Of course! I guarantee that she will not be threatened or harmed by any more, and she can live a happy life forever."

Zuo Si gave his promise without hesitation and had no intention of using magic or medicine to revive the woman in front of him.

Because for those who are determined to die, life no longer has any meaning. All they want is relief and peace.

After hearing this answer, Mrs. Narbera finally showed a faint smile and took out a silver signet ring from her arms.

“This is a token of the Roald family passed down from generation to generation, and only the owner of the family is qualified to hold it.

Lister had been looking for it ever since the war ended.

But he didn't know that I had been keeping the ring all along.

Now, I give him to you as a blessing to your marriage.

From now on, you are the master of the Roald family and this territory.

Go ahead and chase your dreams and realize your ambitions. "

As the last word blurted out, Mrs. Narberal used her last strength to throw the ring to Zuo Si, then closed her eyes and left this world.

At the last moment of her life, she was obviously vaguely aware of Zuo Si's horror hidden under the mask of elegance, politeness and erudition, but she was unable to change anything and could only use her last bit of chips to make a deal.

As long as her daughter can be happy and happy, she doesn't care whether the Roald family will be annexed, replaced or disappeared in the future.

"No!!!!!"

Seeing her mother leaving her forever, Mana suddenly collapsed and cried on the body, but just a few seconds later she fainted due to the violent mood swings from great joy to great sadness.

When the surrounding servants saw this, they immediately rushed over.

In particular, several maids worked hard to lift the eldest lady into the room in the castle, and the doctor hurriedly started to prepare the herbal medicine.

After all, Mana is the last bloodline of the Roald family.

If she has any shortcomings, all the servants who depend on the family to survive will face disaster.

While these servants and stewards were busy, Paris quietly came behind Zuo Si and stared at the signet ring that symbolized power, with undisguised excitement in her eyes: "Congratulations, master. From now on. Everything owned by the De family belongs to you."

"What do you think of what just happened?"

Zuo Si asked without looking back.

"I...I don't know.

Although mercenaries, merchants and travelers traveling from north to south have also mentioned rumors about monsters.

But I always thought it was just a ridiculous legend, or a story they made up for bragging rights.

But now, I feel that those terrible monsters may be hiding around everyone, just like Viscount Lister Roald. "

When she said these words, the maid lady had a frightened look on her face. She couldn't believe that she was so close to danger.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it would be best if you could understand this.

Remember, the world is more complex, dangerous, and darker than you think, so it’s best to be vigilant and constantly improve yourself.

Starting tomorrow, I will teach you swordsmanship and fighting skills.

You'd better be mentally prepared to suffer a lot.

Because this is not easy for a person without the slightest foundation. "

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."

The maid's tone was full of seriousness and determination.

While the two were talking, the nobles who came to attend the wedding finally walked out of the castle one after another.

The middle-aged man with a thick beard first put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then complimented in a flattering voice: "Your distinguished prince, you really opened our eyes today.

I just can’t bear to think about what would have happened next without you.

Rest assured, all of us can vouch for you.

Prove that the Viscount Lister Roald you killed was no longer a human being, but a terrifying monster.

As the hero who saved this land and the husband of Miss Mana, you are fully qualified to inherit the Roald family.

If you don't mind, we want to go back immediately and report this matter to the Kingdom Council and the Bishop of the King's Hall. "

"Leave now? But my wedding hasn't happened yet."

Zuo Si deliberately looked embarrassed.

“We also really want to stay for your wedding.

But the problem is that this matter is too scary and must be dealt with as soon as possible.

As an apology, we are willing to give you all the villages close to the border of the Roald family as gifts.

From now on, these places are your domain. "

Another female noble quickly took out a map and showed a large area of ​​land circled in red pen.

If you look at this map, the Roald family's territory has doubled in size.

It is not difficult to see from the slightly panicked and nervous reaction that they are afraid, afraid of being forced to stay and become hostages, or of being massacred.

After realizing this, Zuo Si simply stopped pretending and asked with a smile: "Do you think that paying this price can satisfy my appetite? Not enough! Not enough at all!"

"What?!"

"You...you don't want to annex us?"

"That's impossible! The Fashir family has been rooted for more than two hundred years, and no one can take away our territory!"

"Yes! Even if you imprison us, don't expect us to compromise!"

The nobles immediately protested strongly after realizing how big Zuo Si's appetite was.

But the next second...

Their shouting was instantly silenced by the chicken being grabbed by the neck.

Zuo Si raised his sword and responded with a contemptuous tone: "Imprisonment? Compromise? Are you mistaken?

I don't need anyone's consent at all.

I can get everything I want by killing all of you here and then launching an attack with the army.

After all, Viscount Lister Roald has been proven to be a monster, so as his neighbors, can you also be monsters?

For the safety of the lives of the people living on this land, I have the responsibility and obligation to eliminate the threat.

For justice!

And for justice!

Please all of you die!"

When the last word came out, Zuo Si swung his sword and chopped off the head of the noble closest to him.

"Ahhh!!!!!!"

Amid the screams of several female nobles, a ruthless killing began...