A strange world

Chapter 1010 Section 241. King's Tour

The King's Tour has finally arrived.

The city guards and the Knights were on high alert, patrolling the brand new streets. People on the street were not allowed to spit anywhere, and even those who were not dressed properly would be dragged to the dungeon and locked up.

Fortunately, the Free Blade did not jump out at this time. They were honest, and the city guards were happy to turn a blind eye.

As for whether they would direct and act themselves... it shouldn't be, after all, assassination is also an insult to the royal power.

Except Annan.

He didn't think that the king who had spent three years running such a huge kingdom to the point of collapse would dare to run to the outer city. So even on the day of the tour, he was still searching for traces of the "Free Blade" everywhere on the street, which made Dirk and others itchy.

"Boss, what that woman said is right. Killing Cloe won't solve the problem. The real oppressors are these bastards..." someone said, and someone else was eager to try.

Dirk said without even turning his head: "For us, is there any difference between killing the king and killing the city guards?"

"We can't kill the king, and we can't kill a city guard?" The members were dissatisfied.

"We are not as strong as them, our weapons are not as good as theirs, and we don't have as many people as them. What else can we do except die?"

His men were a little radical, but Dirk didn't think it was a bad thing... Those who didn't have the spirit of resistance were still being oppressed by the nobles.

"Do our own thing well and don't let other brothers of the Free Blade laugh at us."

At this moment, the king's pilgrimage team left the palace in a mighty manner.

The residents were forced to stand in the cold wind, blowing the cold wind, and had to express their love for the king's convoy.

When Annan was wandering around the outer city with people, the military minister's confidant hurried over: "The king left the inner city and is heading towards you!"

Discovered?

Annan couldn't be sure, so he rushed back to Hot Street with his people.

At this time, the king's pilgrimage team had just marched to Case Street, several miles away. He was not discovered, but the king chose a route that would pass Hot Street.

Annan was worried about Dirk, fearing that they would bring disaster to the people on this street, so he asked Maria to observe and make sure that they had no signs of action.

As the king's convoy approached, the etiquette officials in front knocked on the doors of every household and asked everyone to stand in the cold wind to welcome the king.

Because of the changes in Hot Street in the past two days, the residents were a little more sincere, standing on both sides of the road and looking at the huge convoy slowly approaching at the end of the street.

Annan stood in the crowd, looking at the soldiers in the front row with their heads held high, the knights riding tall horses, the court wizards floating in the air, and the king's chariot pulled by a golden dragon.

Annan's eyes paused for a long time on the golden dragon pulling the chariot, and raised his eyes to look at the figure sitting behind the veil.

Clo would never have thought that the mortal enemy he thought about day and night was standing by the road at this moment, standing with countless people as tiny as dust.

The Free Blades that are encircling the kingdom are getting closer and closer, and the day when they overthrow you won't be too far away...

Annan undoubtedly exuded some malice, and he was shocked when he saw the malicious detection spell maintained behind the team - but the spell still deceived himself with a green glow.

That was just some kind of improved illumination spell.

It seems that the court wizard is not stupid, as long as he doesn't detect, there is nothing.

The king's parade team drove away from Hot Street. Annan had just evacuated the residents when he saw several pairs of knights rushing through the streets in a hurry, chasing the team that had just left.

"What's wrong?"

Annan stopped the city guard officer who was running at the end.

"The king's team was assassinated!"

Isn't it to make the Free Blades honest... or was it done by other righteous people?

Not long after, Annan got the inside story from the military minister: several Holy Grail Knights' followers launched a revenge, not the Free Blades, but both officials and guards swore that they were the Free Blades.

After all, the Holy Grail Knights always stand on the side of justice, so who is evil?

They must be free blades, and they can only be free blades.

Annan couldn't help, he could only catch more free blades to "avenge" these companions.

At this time, Sheafield brought good news: a group of free blades had arrived outside the city.

"Continue to investigate, don't act rashly, tell me when you have news." Annan said.

Sheafield's men continued: "It's too late, these free blades are being hunted by the Knights!"

Annan stood up immediately: "Bring people, catch them!"

...

The high walls of the new capital not only blocked the cold wind, but also the hope of the slums in the suburbs.

This group of "free blades" who escaped from the slums were rampaging in the streets because of the Knights' pursuit.

The local residents were originally terrified by the appearance of the free blades and wanted to point out the direction of their escape to the knights, but when the Knights raised their swords to kill him, everything changed.

The Knights couldn't tell who was the free blade, and in order to prevent them from escaping, they surrounded the streets and killed anyone they saw.

The Free Blades who escaped into a big house saw the brutality of the Knights and shouted to rush out to fight them.

As a result, they were stopped by a group of residents at the door of the big house. They said: "I will help you stop them, you run!"

An old man stood up and said: "I know a way out!"

"You..."

"We can't survive, we might as well fight them. You are hope, go quickly." The residents advised.

The Free Blade remembered their help and followed the old man to run out to the street.

On the way, a young mother rushed out and gave her several-month-old child to Freeblade.

She was betting everything she had that Freeblade would not abandon the baby as rumored.

She was right in her bet, Freeblade did not abandon the baby.

She was also wrong in her bet, because the old man took them to an intersection where knights were stationed.

The old man ran forward, shouting as he ran: "Sir, I brought Freeblade!"

The knights charged, and the old man thought, don't blame me, don't blame me... You brought disaster, only when you die, everything will end... Why are they rushing towards me?

The old man, who had no time to dodge, was hit by the knight and flew high, sliding six or seven meters away like a rag. Before the old man died in pain, a bloody swaddling cloth fell beside him.

...

When Annan arrived with his men, the streets were full of frozen blood and corpses. The knights drove the residents who were wearing thin clothes and shivering in the cold wind into the prison car like driving lambs.

A knight from the periphery rode up to Annan and said arrogantly: "This is the business of the Knights of Sesu, the city guards, get out of here."

Annan said nothing, continued to scan the tragic scene on the street, and suddenly drew out the long sword carried by Maria. "You are the Free Blades."

"What did you say?"

"Will the people who protect this country arrest and massacre their own people? You must be the Free Blades!"

Annan pointed the sword at the knight on horseback and shouted coldly: "Go, life or death!"