From Kanban girl of Xingyue to BOSS

"I have nothing...Father, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you, definitely!" Liya's appearance flashed in my mind, and she seemed to have implicated him...

Why does she treat others with tenderness, but others treat her like this?

Miss Kiara didn't think about it anymore, she just stared blankly at the faint light coming in from the window, waiting for the night to come, after today, she will eventually fall into darkness...

On the other side, Liya led Lancelot towards the lord's mansion expressionlessly. Lancelot only felt that the atmosphere of Liya in front of him was a little silent, so he chose not to speak, intending to see what Liya thought. do something.

So the two walked all the way to Harold's door. Of course, they saw two strangers walking over without even looking at him.Of course, the doorman had a vicious look on his face. Before Lancelot could say anything, he kicked at the two of them.

The guard who launched the attack flew backward in an instant, and when he landed, his entire chest was completely sunken, lying on the ground, spewing blood from his mouth, and died within a few seconds.

Lancelot did not expect this situation at all, and was completely stunned by Liya's actions. Why did a person who seemed so emotional before become a murderer in the blink of an eye.

"These two guys are here to find fault, brothers!" Seeing this, the rest of the people raised their big knives and slashed at them without saying anything.

Facing the attacks of the guards, Lancelot could only dodge and stop them without hurting their names, while the enemy Liya faced was directly killed by her with one blow.

In just a few rounds, there were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, some were already dead, and some were still howling.Seeing this situation, some passers-by on the periphery screamed and ran away, heading towards the surroundings.

When only two of them were still standing, Lancelot suddenly punched Liya, and Liya held his fist very still.

"Why? Why did you kill them and why did you do such a thing!" Lancelot looked at Liya's expressionless face and shouted angrily.

"Because they are damned!" The cold voice was completely unlike the one Lancelot had known before.

"Why should they die?" Lancelot frowned.

"The person who died before was tortured by them, and their master was the culprit who caused all this."

Lancelot didn't know the truth, so Liya didn't feel that the other party's attacking her was an impulsive behavior. If it were her, she would do such a thing to stop others when she saw a random killing person.

"But this shouldn't kill other people, they were just ordered to do this, and it's just the lord who deserves to be damned, they are innocent."

"Why do you think they are innocent?" Liya couldn't help asking.

"Aren't they forced by that city lord?" Lancelot said.

Liya looked at him in surprise. It seemed that in the hearts of many people, facing the wicked, as long as the most vicious people were punished, it seemed that these lackeys could be mercifully let go, because they were only forced to do things. Still innocent.

Just don't think about it too much, if there is no help from the lackeys, these vicious leaders will not appear. To put it bluntly, they are mutual, and such lackeys are not "innocent" at all. Raccoons of the same feather.

"If the city lord didn't have the help of these dog legs, would he still be able to do such a thing? It's not unreasonable that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Liya glanced at the wailing soldiers on the ground. Of course, she was not easy to kill. She had clearly investigated the evil deeds outside the door before she acted mercilessly.

"These people are not innocent people. They oppressed civilians, raped women, and did nothing less. It doesn't matter if there is this lord or not. These people are not innocent at all."

Liya looked at Lancelot fiercely, and the momentum in his eyes made him take a step back.

But Liya didn't come to target Lancelot, she just took a look at him and took it back, and directly dealt with those who Lancelot didn't kill, and the scene fell silent instantly.

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, and followed in. Thinking about what Liya said, he said slightly: "Well, there's no need to kill them all."

It can be seen that he has believed Liya's words, but he still feels that Liya has gone too far.

Liya looked back at him and said: "This world will eventually have the worst person. If there is no such person, then I will do it well. When others are afraid of me, they will Try to avoid this as much as possible.”

After speaking, he went inside again.

Harold slowly walked into his secret room. This is the room he used when he met "them". With thick walls and sound insulation, no one could hear what was said inside, just...

No matter how many times, every time he went to see "them", he was so terrified.

The smell of blood and killing on "them" is really terrible, but there is no way, "they" come from the church after all, and they are people who can easily control their own life and death.

Seeing three people, they were still the same three people I saw last time, a flaxen woman with a scary scar face, a sneer, and that masked man in a white robe who didn't know what he looked like.

It's just, weird.Does the flaxen woman seem to be injured in any way?Instead of the previous sneer, there was a sick look on his face.

With a full smile on his face, Harold said to the three of them: "The three adults have worked hard, why are you here now? Matsumoto Jun has already been killed, and the three are going to work hard for other things?"

Although it was a flattery, to the ears of the three of them now, it sounded like a mockery. A slight anger had already appeared on the scarred face and the flaxen woman's face.

After all, he has been a flatterer for a long time. Seeing such a situation, Harold knew that something was wrong, but immediately changed his words: "Actually, the three adults should not be so angry. The three must be worried about the escaped prayers." That little girl Huang, I have already put her under house arrest in the mansion..."

"Ah? You put her under house arrest in the mansion?"

Scarface and the flaxen woman shouted at the same time.

His tone was full of surprise and disbelief, but the other man in the cloak was still standing there, like a corpse, without any movement.

"Yes, three adults, can you come and take her away tomorrow? Tomorrow..." Harold murmured, the fat on his face was still shaking.

The flaxen woman smiled coquettishly when she heard this: "Oh, Lord Harold, you must want to kill our lovely lady with a body tonight, right? Hehe..."

Harold couldn't help but blush when he was told the purpose in his heart.

At this time, the scarred face next to him suddenly said coldly: "Although the ceremony does not require me to maintain a pure body, but if that adult appears at that time, I will find that my body has... Could it be you?"

Scarface's tone was full of murderous intent.

Harold was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No, no, don't you dare, just looking at the hard work of the three of you, and wanting to keep the three of you here to rest for a night, there is absolutely no other meaning, absolutely nothing."

I heard that these three people are all members of the Eighth Secret of the Church. If you mess with them, even if you have a thousand soldiers, it’s not enough to defend yourself. Fortunately, I didn’t touch that girl yesterday. Otherwise, Harold would have The pallor of the face.

When Scarface saw Harold say that, he didn't speak anymore, and suddenly thought of something strange and asked: "Speaking of which, was she the only one who came to seek refuge with you? Was there no one around her at that time?"

That's not right. Could it be that King Arthur left directly after saving her?

Harold was taken aback for a moment, and said: "She came alone, I'm still wondering why the three let her go. The three must have let her escape accidentally, oh, by the way , and one of her servants followed her..."

The flaxen woman interrupted him nervously, and frowned, "You mean a slave? What kind of slave is it?"

And seeing the scarred face looking at him nervously, this made Harold extremely strange.

"It's just a little servant, why do the three care so much?"

"Answer as soon as you ask, do you feel that you have lived too long knowing so many questions?" Scar said coldly.

Reminded by Scarface, Harold woke up suddenly, and knew that the more he knew, the faster he would die. Instead of asking, he explained with a pale face:

"That servant is about that tall, looks more like a woman, doesn't seem to be very old, has a head of blond hair, and doesn't look annoying at all, huh? Is this the case for the three of you?" Ha Rhodes realized that something was wrong with the three of them.

Both Scarface and the flaxen-colored woman looked ashen, and the man in the cloak gradually approached the side of the thinnest wall. Harold was full of wonder, why when it came to a servant, the three of them seemed to see a ghost What about expressions?

Scarface whispered: "Where is the person you mentioned now?"

"That slave? I've already put him in prison. Do the three of you know this man?"