Chapter 45 The Battle Between Father and Son
Ivita, the old witch, Hei Lang and Branton rushed towards Baron Molo, and Baron Molo obviously underestimated the strength of the joint efforts of these four people.

Evita's physical power panel is almost equal to the Hearthstone Witch.

And the black wolf relies on hand-to-hand combat for food, and Branton's strength is not small.

Baron Molo was knocked down on the wooden door, and then the latch of the wooden door broke with a 'click'.

In the wide hall, Angel was asking the maids to distribute drinks, but at this moment, the wooden door was broken.

The baron, Ivita and the others rolled out of it and wrestled together.

Angel froze in place for a moment, and a ridiculous idea suddenly popped into his head—"The explorers are not satisfied with the baron's reward, so they fought with the baron?" '

'How could there be such an absurd explorer! '

'But instead of the baron is our chief.Why was the leader pushed out of the door by five small characters with such great strength! '

Seeing this scene, the knights of the Moluo family almost all stood up and drew their knight swords.

"What happened? Did the explorers attack the baron? Right in our castle?! This is too bold. Let's go, let's support the lord."

"Wait a minute, it seems that the one who attacked the baron was... the only son of the baron, Brenton."

"Is this a father-son fight?"

"Hahahaha... Well, this kid Branton is finally promising. I saw him as a gentleman since I was a child, and I was worried that he would not be able to support our Baron Molo territory. That's right. That's what we want. Don't mess with him. For this kind of thing, father and son fight, what kind of excitement are we making up for over there."

Baron Molo felt something was wrong at this moment. He wanted to stand up, but was crushed to the ground by the joint efforts of Ivita and others.

His eyes widened, with a fierce look in his eyes.

No, these guys are no ordinary explorers at all.

Their strength is too great.

He was annoyed, he was lying on the ground in such a mess as a baron, and a group of vassals around him were watching the joke and did not do anything.

"What are you doing, come and help me kill these rebellious people..."

Ivita immediately said: "Your Excellency the Baron, didn't you promise well in the side hall earlier? Didn't you say that you are going to give up your seat to Lord Brandon?"

"Why, I regretted it as soon as I came out."

"As long as you can keep your promise to God, we will stop immediately, without you sending out a soldier!"

Brandon also reacted.

The reason why the knights watching the show didn't intervene was purely because they saw the father and son fighting and wanted to observe the situation first.

He had to make things look like a farce.

Then, before everyone reacted, reveal the true face of the child of the forest.

At the same time, this is revenge for his family!
Branton stared at Baron Morrow below him. "Give me your seat!"

Baron Morrow looked confused.

I don't care about your broken seat at all.

In his eyes, he really felt speechless and inexplicable that their plan would be interrupted by such a ridiculous rebellion.

What is this called.

Ivita made the old witch and the black wolf get up, let go of the baron, and left him and Branton to deal with him.

This will make people relax their vigilance even more.

After all, Evita looks young.

The knights of the Moluo family laughed loudly.

"Baron, don't you can't beat the two children. If you really can't beat them, you might as well give up the baron's seat to Brandon."

"Let Brenton take a good look at the demeanor of our Westland Wolves!"

The middle-aged knight Tavel, as an old comrade-in-arms of Baron Molo, said with a smile: "Old man, I haven't seen you do it for a long time."

Baron Morrow was suffering and could not tell.

These humans obviously regarded this ridiculous-looking rebellion as a farce.

But in fact, let's not talk about that trash of Branton for the time being.

The half-grown child named Ivita in front of me is really too strong.

The black wolf threw the broken steel sword to Ivita, who took the broken steel sword, and then tore off the cloth strips wrapped around the broken steel sword.

In this hall, the Broken Steel Sword glowed slightly.

The surrounding knights and knight attendants all saw the extraordinaryness of this sword, and they were all whispering and discussing this sword, surprised that this kind of sword would be in the hands of an explorer.

Following that, the Broken Steel Sword revealed its true colors.

Baron Morrow's pupils also shrank suddenly, because he had already recognized it.

It was a broken steel sword that had fallen into the hands of an ogre.

It used to be the sword of Grand Viscount Ambrose [Landless Ireland].

More than 200 years ago, [Landless Ireland] fought against the centaur tribe of the son of the forest in the upper reaches of the Po River Basin. As a result, he was accidentally shot through the heart by a centaur sharpshooter on horseback, and the forest was covered with The broken steel sword of Son of Blood also fell into the Po River Basin, until it was picked up by the ogre tribe parasitic on the other side of the dark river.

Baron Morrow realized a serious problem.

His pupils narrowed and then dilated, and he lost his mind for a moment. 'They didn't find an ogre, they found the ogre's tribe. '

'Since the broken steel swords are in their hands, the ogres have probably been wiped out. '

Only then did he realize that he was deceived, deceived by Iveta and the waste Brenton in front of him. "This is not a rebellion, you know the truth!"

Baron Molo roared, staring at Ivita. "Who are you!"

"You can't be an explorer!"

"Are you a person with OCD [Winchester]?"

"Or a mercenary from the Ambrose City Council?"

"Are you from Gapania—the Republic of Florence, or the Kingdom of Alsace?"

Evita looked at him suspiciously. "The Kingdom of Alsace? I remember this place, which is far away from that kingdom."

"Aha..." Baron Molo stared at Ivita. "Stop pretending. Now that you've come here, don't you know that the independent country of Viscount Ambrose is about to split due to the conflict between the capital faction and the noble faction! Don't you know that the nobles invited Jie The Prince of the Dragon King has entered the Viscount Kingdom! If you don't know anything, why are you fighting against me?"

Ivita frowned, what did the old witch's apprentice do.

Why does he think it's a big hole?

He also said that he wanted to entertain himself. I'm afraid he didn't ask him to go over to top the bag.

"It's not that I want to be your enemy, it's you who want to be an enemy of mankind. I'm from Alsace, but I'm just an explorer now." He directly raised his sword and stabbed in the past.

At this time, Baron Molo kept shouting, begging for help from the knights.

However, the Cavaliers still thought it was just a farce. Even if someone felt something was wrong, they were still hesitating and observing.

Because in their cognition, the baron who has fought in the battlefield all his life is absolutely impossible to be defeated by the two children.

Besides, even if you want to lose, it will take some time.

So they can continue to wait and see.

But the maid who wanted to come to help was blocked by the black wolf and the old witch.

So, Baron Molo was like this, no one paid attention to him, so he could only dodge his sword hastily.

Ivita taunted him. "Scream, if you scream, your throat will break, and no one will come to rescue you."

"How, now you know what it's like to be betrayed by your own relatives?"

"You have put on the baron's skin."

"You think that this will allow you to take advantage of everything, but you forget that it is of course very simple for a father to stab his son in the back."

"However, it is equally simple for a son to backstab his father."

"You call yourself cocoon bound!"

(End of this chapter)

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