Did he just kill Baron Quinette?

Paul Wurth felt a chill in his heart.

The Duke of the North Wind is the strongest man in the entire Kalan, a serious champion knight. Although he is old and far less brave than before, trying to deal with him, a sky knight, is still a joke.

The main thing is that he didn't want to kill Quinnite at all just now, he just wanted the son of the north wind to remember and understand what it means to respect the strong.

Broken legs can grow back by taking the water of life.

But now it seems it's all over.

Paul Wurth has one head and two heads.

He didn't care about chasing back the female slaves and ran straight towards the palace. The only one who could save him now was His Majesty the King.

On the other side, the players have reunited in the tunnel, and all the foreign slaves in the arena and slave market have been rescued, but they did not release these female slaves immediately.

Although they are indeed saving people.

But these female slaves don't know that. Maybe in their hearts, they just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's mouth.

The mercenaries of the slave catching team were escorted back to their previous gathering place by the Winter City army.

This is the most hidden place.

Usually almost no one comes.

At this moment, it was also surrounded by the Winter City army in disguise.

In this way, there was still a trace of chaos in the city of Kalanli, except that the owner of the arena was slaughtered and the street in front of the auction house was smashed into a mess.

The whole city fell into silence again.

Paulwater galloped all the way and finally arrived at the palace before the curfew. After the curfew, King Kalanli still had his own nightlife and no ministers were allowed to see him.

"Quick, go and report to His Majesty the King, I have something very important to ask for!"

Polwart roared breathlessly.

It's not that he doesn't want to ride a horse.

But because he was too big, no horse was willing to ride him.

Plus he looks really fierce.

Even if a dragon-blooded BMW stood in front of him, his legs would become weak.

"Your Majesty has already rested at this time. Lord Commander, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to go to see Your Majesty now. If it disturbs His Majesty's pleasure..."

The guard did not continue.

He couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the fate of the guard who had disturbed His Majesty the King.

"Son of the North Wind, Baron Quinnet is dead. Isn't this enough to report to His Majesty urgently?"

Paul Wurth did not dare to say that Quinnight was shot to death by himself.

Although this matter cannot be hidden for long.

But he was afraid that if he said this, the first thing the guard in front of him would do was not to go to the king, but to notify the royal guards to arrest him.

"The Son of the North Wind is dead?" The guard was so shocked that he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

One of the key checkpoints in the entire Emerald Fortress is basically guarded by Duke Beifeng.

If Duke Beifeng knew about this.

Why didn't he directly surrender to the enemy and help the elves conquer Kalanli?

This is the thought.

The guard no longer cared about disturbing the king's enjoyment, turned around and ran towards the palace, and Paul Waters himself followed closely beside him.

At this time, Xiwei, who was pretending to be King Kalanli, had already calmed down the guards. He had a warm smile on his face, almost no different from the usual hypocritical King Kalanli.

"Haha, you go back. I am very happy about today's banquet. Your hosts are all ministers of Kalanli. It's been a long time since we last met. I will leave them to rest in the palace for a while these two days."

Surrounded by a group of noble retinues.

They are basically trained by nobles since childhood, and they are loyal and ready to die for their masters at any time.

They had heard the sound of fighting in the palace before. If a demi-human with strange abilities hadn't stopped them, they would have rushed in to save their master.

Now that "King Kalanli" came out to explain in person, they put down their worries, and at the same time expressed their gratitude to the kind and kind King Kalanli.

"With the support of His Majesty's Imperial Guards around us, there is no need to worry about safety at all. We have overstepped our bounds. Please forgive me."

The knights' retinue clenched a fist with one hand in front of them and bowed respectfully.

"Haha..." Xiwei smiled gently, glanced at the prompt that just popped up in the system, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile:

"If you really want to thank me, ask your master to do me a small favor."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"That's right," Xi Wei cleared his throat.

"I have a slave-catching team under my command. They are currently in a ruins south of Kalanli City."

"They have brought in a lot of goods recently. You also know that those slaves are not submissive and they are too large to handle. I hope you can help."

The noble knights' retinue were moved when they heard this.

Look at the words used by His Majesty.

Even in the face of these little knights and servants, I still use the invitation. What a great grace!

What else do they have to hesitate about?

You must devote yourself to His Majesty the best King!

All the knights' retinue readily agreed. This was not a big deal in the first place. They were just going to help His Majesty's slave-catching team unload the goods.

"That's right!" Xiwei called to the hundreds of knights' retinue again.

"Since I didn't notify them in advance, don't hold swords when you go in. They are very elite forces. If you hold weapons, unnecessary misunderstandings will inevitably occur."

The knight's retinue burst into tears of gratitude.

They even regretted not being able to become His Majesty the King's bodyguards!

Look, what a wonderful King you are.

Even this point was reminded because they were afraid that their life safety would be in question.

With such a good King, why should they, Kalanli, worry about not becoming great again?

Why can't we repel the elven army's invasion!?

The knights' retinue turned and left, and an old fox-like smile appeared on Xiwei's face.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the palace, he heard the sound of dense footsteps behind him, as well as the sound of soldiers breathing out of breath due to strenuous exercise.

"Your Majesty, beep, beep, beep, your Majesty!"

"Who allowed you to make such a loud noise in the palace?!"

Xiwei frowned, and the friendly smile on his face disappeared. Just like the face changing in Sichuan Opera, sunny turned to cloudy, his eyes became sinister, and his face turned livid.

"Your Majesty... I have something important to report... I didn't mean to make a noise in the palace..."

The guard looked mournful and knelt at the feet of "King Kalanli" and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, the Son of the North Wind is dead!"

"The Son of the North Wind is dead?"

Xiwei was stunned.

What the hell is Son of the North Wind?

He doesn't know him at all.

Although he has set up spies in the capital of Kalanli, as well as the intelligence officers previously installed by Aarons.

But everything happens too hastily now.
Chapter completed!