Roger looked at the prison cars. The prison cars filled with bandits were still there.

No one cared about them, and the bandits in the prison car looked sad.

Roger guessed that perhaps they were considering what posture to hang on the gallows would better suit their status.

Roger walked over and looked at Aulus with green bean eyes.

Aulus said nothing, maybe he knew it would be useless to say anything now.

Roger looked at Aura.

Aura snuggled close to her father, biting her lip stubbornly and remaining silent.

Roger knew that the father and daughter actually loved each other deeply, but they were neither good at expressing it.

They always hurt each other to test each other again and again, wanting to know how important they are to each other's heart.

Now, it seems they all understand.

Roger can let Aura go. This girl hasn't done anything evil. He can let her go openly.

But he had no reason to let Aulus and his loyalists go. These people were guilty of so many crimes.

Roger knew that if he let these heinous bandits go freely, his reputation for not distinguishing between good and evil would be spread to everyone here.

This will be a major blow to his pitiful prestige, and he will be cast aside by the people he rules.

So Roger had no reason. He had to hang them. He knew that Aura would hate him forever for this, but he really couldn't find a reason.

"Spare my life...ah..."

The screams in the distance aroused Roger's alert.

What's going on? Why are there still killings?

Seriously injured, Danny struggled to rally the remaining warriors to organize a defense.

Roger knew that Danny was aware that enemies were approaching, and they killed any escapees they encountered.

who is it?

Roger tightened his grip on the sword.

A torch appeared on the mountain road, it was a knight, then the second, the third...

The torches kept appearing.

The people who came out first began to form a team, and they immediately formed an offensive formation, and those who followed continued to enrich the formation.

"Isn't this the emblem of Viscount Margarito? What is he doing here? This is not his fiefdom."

Mu Tieyi murmured and looked at the group of people in surprise.

Roger was stunned: "What did you say?"

Mu Tieyi was still looking at each other.

Roger grabbed him by the collar.

"What did you just say? Say it again!"

"I said, I said Viscount Margarito shouldn't be here. This is not his fief. He has crossed the border."

"Is this really not the fiefdom of Viscount Margarito?"

"Of course. All knights' fiefdoms are recorded. I..."

When Roger let go of Mu Tieyi, he suddenly understood and all the problems suddenly became clear.

Roger believed Mu Tieyi's words. The intelligence chief's emotional intelligence was indeed problematic, but his IQ was definitely not bad, especially in the copywriting area he was good at. He would never make a mistake.

Therefore, Viscount Margarito never came to the mine.

Therefore, slaves in the mines were not branded.

Therefore, the guards led by Norton were hired by Heller, not Viscount Margarito.

Therefore, Heller can take charge of the mine and dominate the mining industry.

Roger blamed himself. He also managed the fief for Baron Rollo. He should have thought that there was a problem here.

He should have thought about which lord would let his subordinates take charge of a mine without ever intervening, not even sending someone to supervise it, and allowing his subordinates to secretly sell the mines.

He should have thought about which lord would allow his men to hire their own guards, and would allow a mercenary army in the fief to be loyal to the director instead of the lord himself.

This is all because Viscount Margarito is stealing minerals. He goes beyond his own fiefdom to mine other people's minerals.

Roger touched his nose and realized that this "other" was probably him.

Roger's mind was thinking wildly, and he summarized Viscount Margarito's personality.

This is a cautious man who entrusts everything to the Jew Heller and hides himself behind the scenes and never comes out.

This is also a greedy person who does not hesitate to cross the red line and violate the law for the sake of profit.

Then Roger thought, why is Viscount Margarito coming now? He jumped out from behind the scenes and came with an army. What did he want to do?

Roger figured it out. For profit, of course it was for profit.

Viscount Margarito came with a large army, just to kill everyone here and silence them.

Once all the people are dead, he can hide behind the scenes again and continue to send people to illegally mine the mine.

The opponent's battle formation was unfolding, and the densely packed torches dazzled Roger's eyes. He couldn't count how many people there were.

Roger looked at the thin team that Danny had barely organized, and he knew that with his current strength, he would never be able to defeat the opponent.

But he had already figured it out, he had a plan in his mind, a plan based on the character of Viscount Margarito, a crazy plan.

He thought, just in time, this was also a reason, let's just treat it as repaying Aura's love.

Roger drew his sword, and with several swords he split the locks of the prison car.

He called to his horse.

He rides "Gift" across the battlefield.

He shouted: "I, Roger Otteville, Count of Sicily!"

He waved his hand to stop Danny who wanted to follow.

He continued shouting: "I, Roger Otteville, Count of Sicily!"

His voice echoed throughout the valley.

He rode up to the luxurious carriage and pulled out the flag representing the earl.

He saw that the bandits in the prison car had escaped and fled in all directions.

He waved a flag and shouted: "I, Roger Otteville, Count of Sicily!"

Alone, he rode his horse and charged towards the enemy camp.

The opponent's attack formation has been formed and is ready to go.

Roger shouted all the way: "I, Count Sicily, Roger Otteville!"

He rushed in front of his opponent until four gleaming lances were pressed against his bare chest.

He saw Viscount Margarito protected by four knights.

He saw Director Heller, who was holding the Viscount's horse.

Roger's voice was loud enough to reach the other end of the valley, loud enough to be heard by everyone, including the fleeing bandits and the soldiers brought by the viscount.

He shouted: "Viscount Margarito, my mother, Lady Adelaide, the ruler of Sicily, asked me to say hello to you.

"She asked me to ask you, do you still remember the oath made during the knighthood ceremony?"

Roger showed all his cards, a Queen of Hearts (Adelaide), plus a bad hand.

And his opponent has four J (Knights) on the surface.

No matter how bad a gambler is, he knows who has the better hand in this hand.

Roger was betting that Viscount Margarito would be more cautious than greedy.

He saw Viscount Margarito glance past him to the surroundings, and he saw the other person turn his head to look at his soldiers again.

Roger is waiting for Viscount Margarito to make his choice.

He hoped that the other party would not be impulsive and only care about immediate interests.

Viscount Margarito drew his sword.

A cold light flashed.

Heller covered his neck.

Heller's eyes were full of confusion, but then he seemed to have a realization.

Blood gushed out from Heller's beard and fingers. His face was as pale as a napkin that had been discarded after being used, and he fell down.

Four lances were recovered.
To be continued...