I will be crowned king

The moment the words fell, Louis, whose pupils suddenly shrank, raised his gun decisively and subconsciously pulled the trigger.

"puff!"

The stream of steam that turned into a milky-white beam of light penetrated "Fair Cressy"'s face unstoppably again, and the entire head was instantly shattered.

Along with the exploding blood mist, the young knight without a moment's hesitation aimed the black muzzle at the heart - if you want to completely kill the caster, you must have double insurance!

But at the moment of taking action, a strong chill hit him from behind...Louis with a stern look on his face decisively dodged, pointing his gun behind him.

"boom--!"

A stream of steam exploded into a head-sized morning mist where he had just stood. Stone chips from the torn bluestone floor spattered, wiping out several traces of blood on the young knight's cheeks.

Almost at the same time, his attack was effective - the fleshy tentacle that quietly emerged from under the floor was torn open with a huge gap, broken directly into two pieces, and the long knife clenched at the end fell to the ground.

It’s not over!

There was a sharp whistling in my ears again, and the murderous intent was almost undisguised; one from the left, one from the right, and...

Directly below!

"boom--!"

The hard bluestone floor beneath his feet exploded without warning. Tentacles as thick as his thighs emerged from the ground in a blink of an eye. Thousands of swollen tumors burst open, splattering pus in all directions.

Wherever the yellow-green viscous liquid touches, there is a "sizzling" corrosive sound, and it is rapidly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into turbid and foul-smelling gas.

The thick tentacles also shrank quickly, leaving only the thickness of bones.

The calm Louis quickly stood up after dodging, and stopped in the center surrounded by two tentacles. The fast-moving gun stopped directly above his head and fired decisively.

"puff!"

The sound of shattering flesh and blood was mixed with the crisp note of the chandelier exploding. At the same time, the two tentacles that were severed by a gun fell heavily to the ground with only ten centimeters left. The wound with blood mixed with pus gushing violently twitched, gradually shrinking until it lost its vitality. .

The young knight turned around and pulled the trigger again towards the headless figure lying in a pool of blood.

The translucent stream of steam carried the sound of breaking through the air and struck straight towards his heart.

And then... disappeared.

"Well played."

The headless Phil Cressy stretched out a shapeless pile of flesh and blood from the broken neck, and squeezed out the shape of a mouth in the center of several sarcomas: "But unfortunately, you have no chance."

It was clear that he no longer had a face, but the remaining sarcoma could still show his expression.

Ignoring the opponent's taunts, Louis decisively rushed to the tentacles that had shrunk and collapsed, picked up the fallen long knife and attacked Phil Cressy again.

Since the ability is useless, then use the blade to pierce his heart directly, and then crush him directly!

"puff!"

The long knife pierced the flesh and blood, and the tip was gone. The sharp edge was full of gaps and mixed with pieces of minced meat, and penetrated from the back, nailing the figure in the pool of blood to the ground like a torturer; but...

"No...see you?"

His eyes were fixed motionlessly on the "body" composed of a broken torso and a pile of sarcoma in front of him. Louis, whose pupils were trembling slightly, muttered to himself in a tone of disbelief.

The moment the blade penetrated, the reaction of the opponent's bloodline that belonged to the "Sea Knight" disappeared instantly, without even a trace.

For a gifted person, the power of blood is like his eyes and his heart is part of the body. He can try his best to cover up or use his ability to confuse the insights of other gifted people... but it will never disappear!

The only way to obliterate the power of a gifted person's bloodline is to kill him completely. There is only one explanation for his ability to disappear so quickly: he is no longer in the Governor's Mansion, or even near him.

Where is he? !

In the pitch-black corridor of the Governor's Mansion, the young knight, desperately trying to keep himself calm, turned his attention back to his surroundings - the battle outside the door was over, and hundreds of defeated troops or the Faithless Knights could break out at any time. Rush in and kill all the MPs behind the door, or completely destroy the entire mansion.

He originally planned to go in directly to negotiate with these people, but in fact he could not control the situation at the moment and had to wait for the fighting outside to end. At the same time, when he appeared in front of the other party in his current appearance, he was probably more like a negotiator than a negotiator. Kill them...

Although in a sense it is.

How to deal with the Sail City rebellion and minimize the negative impact of this matter... If the person in charge of this matter before was Phil Cressey, then it is now up to him to decide.

Although he didn't want to, Louis had to admit that the choice given by the other party was indeed the optimal solution at the moment, but the premise of this "optimal solution" was the chaotic situation created by the other party, and would bring endless troubles .

In any case, the rebellion must be stopped. At the same time, in order to stabilize the current situation of the remaining members, their interests must be somewhat satisfied, but they must not be allowed to get involved in any power that can determine the ownership of the colony.

As for the rebellious colonial militia and mercenaries, they can use but must not hand over the power of maintaining city security to them. Otherwise, the worst end of the independence of Sailing City cannot be avoided.

At the same time, he must also control a small armed force that can suppress all parties and maintain the security of Yangfan City at a minimum.

"Army..." The young knight looked back out the window. The constant sound of gunfire in his ears made him look a little disappointed:

"If we could have an army now, all problems would be solved."

……………………

Yangfan City, direction of the city center.

Under the rain curtain, Freya Moses Field, who was covered in fire, turned around gently in an uninhabited ruins. The golden-red firelight gradually weakened and became dimmer as the surrounding rain gradually became colder.

If she was like a lighthouse at the beginning, now she is almost equivalent to a bonfire - even the large-scale heating is no longer maintained, and the power has completely shrunk to within her sight.

Even so, the surrounding attackers still did not attack easily; they were vigilantly ambushing all around, keeping a firm eye on the elf girl's every move.

The power of the Iser elf spellcaster will become more powerful as the emotions gradually heat up, but the moment the emotions completely swallow up the heart, that is the moment the power is completely out of control.

In order to avoid blowing the entire Sailing City into the sky, Freya, who could no longer suppress her power, took the initiative to "cool down"-shifting her attention from Louis to the bugs in front of her, even though she really didn't want to do this.

"boom!"

Pillars of golden-red fire rose up from the ruins without warning, raising smoke and dust into the sky as the ground shook slightly... and there were still some charred limbs and broken arms.

"Oh, there are actually living reptiles... I thought you all had run away."

The elf girl laughed, calmly like a real nun, and gently raised her bright red lips: "This is not possible... I want to escape from Freya and go to the Governor's Mansion to cause trouble for Louis. Such a heavy Sin should never be let go easily."

"What do you think, reptiles?"

As she finished speaking, the gorgeous dagger in her hand swung gently in front of her like a baton.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several pillars of fire bloomed around the elf girl in sequence from high to short, and screams followed one after another.

Freya stood in the middle of the rain, quietly admiring the "spectacular" scenery in front of her. She tried her best to suppress her strength and regain some of the bad mood caused by not being able to miss Louis.

The surrounding Faithless Knights were in panic again. They thought that the girl's power would be weakened and her destructive power would at least be greatly reduced. But now it seems that is not the case at all!

Even cooling down is not equivalent to weakening. It is better to say that because the total amount is reduced, she can control it more easily. She no longer has as many worries as before, and she has become more comfortable.

It's almost time to wipe them out completely, right?

Freya thought to herself that although the task given to her by Louis was only to delay the enemy's actions and reduce the damage caused by the riot to Sail City,... given the current situation, even a little more damage should be innocuous.

After looking at the ruins around her that were exuding a burning smell, the elf girl became more determined on this idea.

And eliminating these reptiles that endanger the stability of Yangfan City is equivalent to reducing the damage to Yangfan City!

Yes, that's it - Freya Moses Field is the queen, and the queen can't make mistakes!

Everything the Queen does is for...

"Um?"

Freya's eyes suddenly opened wide, her scarlet pupils gleaming with confusion.

The genius who was fighting Louis in the Governor's Mansion actually had a strong aura of blood magic coming out of him!

But this aura only lasted for a very short time, and then quickly faded, and eventually the aura itself disappeared without a trace, as if everything was just an illusion.

Is it really just an illusion?

Freya narrowed her eyes slightly... She only had a superficial understanding of gifted people, and she knew nothing about the so-called "Old God Sect". However, she had accumulated some experience in previous battles. Such a person with both The power of blood, and the guy who is a caster...

Unheard of.

Although it was only for a moment, the elf girl vaguely felt that Louis might be in danger if it continued like this.

Just when she was about to go all out and blow up all the guys around her, the Faithless Knights who were still struggling with her seemed to have collectively received a certain signal and chose to evacuate without hesitation.

And it was not a normal retreat. He didn't even leave the man responsible for cutting off and containing the enemy. He just exposed his back and ran away in different directions!

this……

Freya was stunned for a moment, and the raised dagger stopped in mid-air - the enemy ran away too decisively, so she didn't know what to do.

If we pursue, we will definitely cause widespread casualties with our own strength, but if we don’t pursue... huh?

There seems to be no problem.

What Louis asked him to do was to contain them. Now that the enemy has run away, it means that he no longer needs to contain them - he can go back to Louis directly? !

The elf girl who had figured out the problem showed an expression of surprise. The original ferociousness and coldness disappeared from her face, and even the blood in her eyes faded away, leaving no trace.

With a sweet smile, the petite figure hummed a brisk song and jumped through the ruins towards the Governor's Palace.

……………………

“Boom——!!!”

Amidst the sound of the heavy chain gate, the gate of Yangfan City opened in response.

The dozen or so Yangfan City defenders lying on the wall stacked their heads tremblingly, looking down as they were surrounded by dozens of long guns and short cannons.

In the dark rainstorm, a blue and white "river" flows slowly in the mist stirred up by the rain; the sound of heavy and messy military boots splashes muddy water, dyeing the already soaked golden iris flags. Some stains.

Although the momentum is overwhelming, if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that each of these imperial soldiers looks tired, and the military uniforms on their bodies have long lost their original splendor. The boots on some feet are missing, and even the clothes in their arms are missing. The rifle had also disappeared, leaving only a wooden stick with a bayonet attached.

"It's finally here. It's not easy."

Under the banner of the golden iris, the leader of the hussars was in a state of embarrassment, sitting on his weak horse, looking at the gate of Sail City in front of him with emotion:

"I almost thought I was going to end up in the wilderness of Black Reef Port and never come back - Sir Sado, you must be thinking the same way, right?"

"totally not!"

Feeling the other person's eyes full of disaster, the indifferent cuirassier battalion commander was completely dismissive, even though he didn't look much neater than the other person:

"Although we encountered some minor setbacks along the way, everything is still within our plan - it is very inappropriate to use exaggerated rhetoric in such a place, Your Excellency."

"Exaggeration?" the hussar commander recalled:

"You mean we almost starved to death on the way?"

"We didn't starve to death - to be precise, it was because of some accident that we were completely cut off from supplies for four days, that's all." Sir Sado raised his eyebrows:

"But this is just a minor setback and is insignificant. Please stop using wrong rhetoric."

"It's innocuous?!"

"We successfully passed through the blockade set up by Sir Bernard Morweis at Gray Pigeon Castle, and arrived at Sailing City before him - this is the most important thing, the rest are all trivial matters!"

After directly intercepting his deputy's words, the slightly unhappy Sir Sado glared at him: "If we stop to collect supplies then, we will end up being surrounded and annihilated - as a soldier, don't let me remind you of this most basic thing. Military principle, focus on more important things, understand?"

"Understood!" The commander of the hussars rolled his eyes:

"Then where is the 'most important' place now?"

"Sailing City, to be more precise, is the control of Sailing City; if the liberals fail to control the city as agreed, or any accident occurs, our next actions will be greatly affected." Sir Sado snorted coldly:

"So, Your Excellency, please pray that Sailing City will become an independent city!"

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