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Furyk was slightly distracted as he sat in his chair.

"My lord? My lord?"

The continuous shouts from his men brought Furyk back to his senses.

"What happened to the miners?"

Furyk asked calmly after coming back to his senses.

"After killing a few of the troublemakers, I became more honest - these low-class people actually forgot about the kindness of the lord and were willing to become slaves of the barbarians. They really don't know how to live or die."

The men still stained with blood smiled ferociously.

"Go kill another batch."

"Find out those guys with angry faces and kill them."

Furyk ordered.

"Yes, sir."

The subordinates took the order, turned around and left.

After his men left, Furyk became distracted again.

He was thinking about the eldest lady's plan.

As a housekeeper, he has known from a long time ago that the eldest lady is a bold and adventurous person.

However, after experiencing the failure of the plan a few years ago, he believed that the eldest lady would be more restrained.

After all, after the distant nephew of the lord who even he didn't know about appeared, the eldest lady quickly stopped her activities and took him directly to Bode in a new disguise.

Not a single hesitation.

There is no symbolic resistance whatsoever.

After arriving in Bode, the eldest lady became even more reclusive.

If he hadn't been suddenly told to return to Svetra Territory this time, he would have thought that the eldest lady would have chosen to live an ordinary life.

"Using the mine as bait to launch a surprise attack on Xueling City..."

"Hope it will work!"

Furyk thought silently in his heart.

Although he may face death this time, he was once the butler of the eldest lady's father and became the eldest lady's butler after her father's death. He is still willing to take risks.

Not just loyalty.

There is also kindness.

If it weren't for the eldest lady's father, he would have died long ago.

Died in the ice and snow.

"Master, please don't worry."

"I will definitely try my best to help the eldest lady get Svetra's collar back."

Furyk said softly.

Then, the old butler stood up and went to inspect the mine.

I don't know why, but after dark, he always feels frightened.

Faced with a bad premonition, the old butler, who is an extraordinary person, will not be careless.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to order the killing of those who might cause trouble.

This is true even if the other party poses no threat to him at all.

Standing at the highest point of the mine, Furyk looked at the 300 rotating soldiers - these were the elite soldiers that the master had left behind. They gathered here immediately after the eldest lady returned to Svetra Territory.

Thank you, Mr. Kendi.

The old housekeeper thought silently in his heart.

If it weren't for your Excellency, they wouldn't have taken Snowfield City so smoothly.

Not to mention that the bait was able to be deployed this time even with extremely insufficient troops.

After a round of inspection, Furyk was ready to return to his room to rest for a while.

Although he has been baptized twice, the old housekeeper has never completed his qualitative transformation. As he grows older, his physical strength and energy are no longer what they used to be.

After returning to Svetra Territory, the old housekeeper felt tired after not resting for several days.

Especially when he thought that dawn was the real critical moment, the old housekeeper immediately made a decision.

However, just when the old housekeeper returned to the room, he suddenly stopped.

"Um?"

He didn't know why, but he just felt like he was being watched.

Without hesitation, the old butler drew his sword.

The other party cautiously walked towards the corner.

The tip of the sword was aimed at the shadow.

But there was nothing.

"You're really old."

The old butler shook his head, turned around and returned to the room. He lay on the bed that originally belonged to the foreman with his clothes on. He closed his eyes. After ignoring the restlessness, the fatigue instantly overwhelmed the old man like a tide.

housekeeper.

When the snoring sounded, a sharp dagger easily pierced the back of the bed and pierced the heart of the old housekeeper.

Before the dagger touched, the old housekeeper had already woken up.

But, it's too late.

The already old body, coupled with fatigue and the daze when he woke up, left the other party with no time to react.

"ah!"

With a scream, the old housekeeper raised his fist and smashed it under the bed board.

But an invisible wind is faster.

puff!

[Blood Crow Spirit] slit the opponent's throat.

The hand that the old housekeeper had just raised fell down weakly.

Goethe rolled out from under the bed, without stopping, turned around and went out, going straight to the mine where the miners were imprisoned. There were not many guards, only 6 people, but the explosives at the entrance of the mine made Goethe very concerned.

With that quantity, once it is detonated, the mine will definitely collapse and none of the miners inside will survive.

The [Blood Crow Spirit], which had already scouted the entire mine for Goethe, struck again.

The two soldiers guarding the door did not notice that the invisible [Blood Crow Spirit] had entered the mine. The four soldiers inside the cave were guarding the explosives.

Keep the torches away from here.

In the darkness, two of them rested and the other stood guard.

Even during the break, he did not put down the gun in his hand.

Moreover, it is very hidden.

This corner was clearly chosen with care.

But, it's useless.

[Blood Crow Spirit] has already investigated everything clearly.

But at this moment, it flew past at an extremely high speed, directly snatching away the lives of two soldiers standing guard.

Goethe jumped out from the shadows, and the [Shadow Snake Blade] in his hand passed over the necks of the remaining two people.

After doing all this, Goethe killed the two soldiers at the door one by one.

Bang, bang!

Two sudden gunshots woke up the sleeping mine rebels and patrolling soldiers. They picked up their guns one by one and came towards here.

But before they could get closer, a signal flare was launched into the sky——

Snap!

Fireworks exploded.

The roaring giant bear roared under the night sky.

The ground began to shake.

The charged cavalry launched a charge, and the improvised fortifications built by the rebels were torn to pieces by this elite cavalry as if they were made of paper.

Everything went as Goethe expected.

include--

Attack!

clang!

The sword blade passed by Goethe's side and struck the wall beside Goethe.

The strong stone wall was cut open by a sword.

Just like cutting tofu.

A man holding a sword looked at Goethe in surprise, seemingly surprised that Goethe could dodge the sword.

But the opponent didn't stop and stabbed him with another sword.

Goethe had no intention of confronting the opponent head-on. The sword strike just now had already informed Goethe, if he had not seen the opponent with the help of [Blood Crow Spirit]'s vision and had prepared in advance.

That sword had already split him into two pieces.

The opponent is an invincible opponent!

Goethe came to a conclusion and quickly retreated!

Bang bang bang!

Goethe, who was retreating, pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the bullets from the revolver instantly enveloped the opponent.

Clang Clang Clang!

The sword blade was swung continuously, and the bullets fired were cut one by one.

The figure of the man holding the sword rushed in front of Goethe.

"Go to hell!"

The other party gave a low shout and thrust out the long sword in his hand again.

but,

But his wrist was grabbed by a hand.

This is a broad, calloused palm, and the owner of the palm is a middle-aged man as strong as an ox, wearing leather armor.

The middle-aged man gave an expressionless expression.

Click!

The wrist of the man holding the sword was crushed.

The long sword fell to the ground, and the man holding the sword wailed.

"Art!"

The man holding the sword called out the middle-aged man's name, but this did not prevent the accompanying captain of the Grand Duke's Guard from punching him unconscious.

"Master Goethe, are you okay?"

Art turned to look at Goethe.

"It's okay. He is a transcendent of the 'Swordsman' path?"

Goethe shook his head and asked.

"Well, I have completed the two baptisms of 'Sword Ceremony' and 'Sword Wen', and I am about to begin the third baptism of 'Sword Heart'. If I complete the third baptism, it will not be so easy for me to capture him.

It’s easier.”

Art, who has already embarked on the path of a 'warrior', said truthfully.

"So that's it!"

Goethe said this while frowning slightly.

The reason why Art was not asked to take action immediately was to test his true strength and what level he was in the 'Anchor World'.

But the result made Goethe somewhat dissatisfied.

There should be no problem facing an opponent with 1 baptism.

But facing an opponent who has been baptized twice, you need to go all out.

And when he comes into contact with an opponent who has been baptized three times, it is basically impossible for him to defeat him.

What if it is an opponent who has completed 3 baptisms?

That means you have no power to fight back!

"I am now roughly equal to an extraordinary person who has completed two baptisms."

With accurate judgment, Goethe once again longed for powerful power from the bottom of his heart.

However, Goethe did not forget what he should do.

He walked towards the battlefield that was over before it even started.

A group of former soldiers, but after being idle for several years, faced the elites who had been training every day, and under the premise that the latter had an absolute advantage in numbers, the result was self-evident.

Not to mention, there are extraordinary beings hidden in the latter's team.

Those people are Art's team members, 10 of them in total.

Therefore, Goethe's side almost won the victory at a negligible price.

Most of the 300 soldiers were captured under Goethe's instructions.

At this moment, Goethe stood in front of these prisoners.

"I am Goethe Wayne, the Guardian of the North, the nephew of Archduke Scrooge, and the new lord of the Svetra Territory. I understand but am very sorry for your rebellion."

"I understand your loyalty."

"But as the new lord of Svetra, I have to announce that you will all be executed before sunset in three days - but, in view of your loyalty, I am willing to give you a chance."

"If that lady Enos is willing to come here and have a fair duel with me, I will let you go regardless of victory or defeat."

"Of course, if that lady Enos wins..."

"I will give back the entire Svetla Land!"

Following Goethe's words, these prisoners looked at Goethe from hatred to surprise.

As die-hard loyalists to the former Lord Svetra, these people love this land more than anyone else.

The obsession with this land is even greater than life and death.

Therefore, facing Goethe's duel with territory as a bet, these people hesitated.

However, they did not lose their minds.

"Miss Enos has never learned martial arts, how could she win over you?"

shouted one of the prisoners.

"Well, that's right."

"So, I can ask Miss Enos to designate a member of Lord Svetra's command to duel with me."

"If you win, you can get back Svetla's collar and my head."

"If you lose, I hope Miss Enos will pay the same price."

"That's fair, isn't it?"

Goethe said with a smile.

In an instant, a name suddenly appeared in the minds of these prisoners——

Kendi Elles!

They were tempted.

If it were Mr. Kendiers, he would definitely win!

You know, that's the guardian knight of Svetla!

He is the person they respect the most!

He is also the strongest person in Svetra’s territory!

How could a guy who couldn't even defeat Lord Kendi's disciples win over Lord Kendi's?

We can't lose!

The prisoners' eyes instantly became intense.

Goethe glanced at the expressions of these prisoners, and he knew that his plan was half successful.

Since Enos launched a rebellion in the name of the Svetra Territory.

Then he will give the other party a more direct opportunity.

Faced with such an opportunity, the other party will definitely be tempted.

In other words, even if you are not tempted, you will definitely agree.

Because, half or even more of the people who gathered around the other party came because of the 'Svetra Leader'.

Regain your honor.

Recover lost ground.

It's these people's dream.

This is also the reason why these people follow Enos.

Enos naturally understands what will happen once this reason is lost.

At that time, even if the other party has the support of the Tesine royal family, it will be impossible to continue.

Even if the other party has a careful and risky plan, it will fail halfway.

As for agreeing?

That would be even better, that's exactly what Goethe wanted.

The opponent came from the dark place into the light, and the danger was greatly reduced.

Therefore, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, Goethe achieved his goal.

Goethe raised his head, looked at the clear night sky, and sighed softly in his heart——

Sorry.

I really don't know much about military battles, and it's too late to learn now.

I can't guess what kind of situation you have set up with this.

I don't want to give up the advantage I have once again.

So, I overturned the chessboard.

Let's go at my own pace.

Now……

It's my turn!


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