Facing Enos's inquiry, Goethe's eyes turned to Kendiers.
"what you think?"
Goethe asked.
As for Enos?
Goethe said that if someone is mysophobic and cannot talk to the other person, he will naturally keep his word.
Resentment flashed in Enos's eyes.
This scene made her involuntarily think of the first time she met Simlai Ke——
It was at a banquet.
She is the daughter of Lord Svetra!
Naturally, it has been sought after in various ways!
And some people who knew her well gathered around her like male dogs.
Everyone's eyes were attracted to her, and everyone looked at her with an eagerness that she knew well - she felt disgusted, but also a little impatient, and a little bit... excited!
Only Simlei Ke!
The heir to the North's eyes were calm and clear.
Even ignoring her!
At that banquet, he and she were the most attractive people.
only……
But he ignored her.
This made her feel unconvinced.
But what’s more is humiliation!
That was even more intense humiliation than being transformed into a plaything!
Because, even after being transformed into a plaything, she can still see that familiar look!
Therefore, she had the idea at that time to completely attract the attention of Simlai Ke. It went very well at first. She investigated the heir to the north in detail.
An excellent son, an excellent brother, and an admirable military commander. Under various names, she saw each other's weakness: family!
Therefore, she laid out the plan!
Let the Grand Duke think they are in love!
but……
She ignored each other's two younger brothers!
Those two bastards ruined everything!
And this one in front of me!
Exactly the same as those two bastards!
The figures in front of me are constantly intertwining and overlapping.
Standing here, Enos seemed to see the sarcasm and contempt in the eyes of Emle Ke and Gejir Ke again.
'You deserve it?'
Auditory hallucinations appeared in this lady's ears, and anger and humiliation continued to surge into her heart.
The lady shouted loudly at her guardian knight——
"Promise him!"
Faced with the request of his lord, Kendiers did not refuse.
"The Lord's order is also my mission!"
"I'm willing to have a warm-up match!"
"Warm-up match?"
"I think you misunderstood me. What I want to say is, how about we advance the duel?"
Goethe smiled and kept his eyes on the guardian knight from beginning to end.
He saw the hesitation in the other person's eyes again.
The next moment, the guardian knight looked at his lord.
"You think you can scare me?"
"You were attacked by an unknown person here just now. You should be injured now, right?"
"How could you possibly win Kendi under such circumstances?"
"What's more, you are no match for Kendi in the first place."
"Promise him, Kendi."
Enos sneered.
There was even more hesitation on the face of the guardian knight. He looked at Goethe with unbearable expression in his eyes, but in the end, he still chose to obey Enos's order.
"good."
When the guardian knight said these words, his head had already been lowered.
The feeling of decadence on the whole person became more and more intense.
He stood there without an arm, like a puppet with half of its strings cut off. He couldn't get rid of it, but he deceived himself and told himself that everything was as it should be - based on the oath he had made.
"bring it on!"
"Let us complete this duel under the witness of everyone!"
Goethe turned and left.
He had never and could not pay attention to Kendi's inner torment.
The path is chosen by oneself.
Once you've made your choice, don't regret it.
Once you regret it...
Then give yourself a slap in the face!
Wake yourself up and move on.
Can't wake up?
That means the force used is not strong enough!
"You go to the mine with him, and I'll inform everyone in the camp - I won't give you a chance to rest!"
Enos said such words without accompanying her.
Under such words, Kendi's body seemed to be stooped as he moved forward.
Goethe and Kendiers returned to the mine one after another.
After receiving the news, the northern cavalry began to take action.
They cleared an area.
Let the prisoners and miners act as spectators.
The captives were surprised by the early duel, but they immediately became excited - Lord Kendiers was the most powerful guardian knight in the history of the Svetra Territory. His sharp sword could cut down flying birds in the sky and stabbed them easily.
Wearing the armor of six knights, how could Kendiers lose?
As for the miners?
It's anxiety.
The sudden advance of the duel made them feel uneasy.
This is especially true when seeing Kendalls.
Kendi Ers, the most powerful guardian knight in the history of Svetla.
When he was eighteen years old, he killed all of Fabol's cavalry of a hundred people disguised as bandits with one man and one sword. Then, he went deep into the hinterland of Fabol and killed Fabol who made the 'raid' plan.
Your nobleman was assassinated in the mansion.
It is precisely because of this meritorious service.
Kendiers was appreciated by the old lord and became the guardian knight of Svetla Territory.
Kendi Elles is now forty-five years old!
Even if you lose an arm, you will definitely become stronger!
The miners looked at young Goethe with worry in their eyes.
They don't want anything to happen to the adult who rescued them.
This was especially true when it was learned that this gentleman was the nephew of the Grand Duke.
The old lord of Svetra was not kind to them. Compared with the Grand Duke, he was completely different - increased salary, food, vacation, sent consultants to explore the mines, strengthened protection, and allowed them to live in a safer place.
If you work under the premise, even if something happens to you unfortunately, you will be given high compensation, and your children will be taken to Xueling City to be raised.
It can be said that they hope that the Grand Duke will live a long life.
I also hope that the Grand Duke’s family and children are safe and well.
"The teacher will definitely win!"
"As long as the teacher wins, Svetra Territory will become as peaceful and prosperous as before!"
Among the captives was Kendall's disciple, Ait believed so firmly.
He thought it was best because the old lord was here.
In fact...
The same is true.
For Kendi Ers and the two disciples of the guardian knight, the old lord tried his best to give them everything they deserved, which was an investment far beyond imagination.
Of course, there are rewards beyond imagination.
Everyone was silent.
Waiting quietly.
The two captains of the Grand Duke's Guard, Art and Silin, came back and stood aside.
Sheila, Swart stood behind.
Almost everyone on the mine side has arrived, and they are quietly waiting for Enos' side.
About twenty minutes later, Enos walked into the mine with her entourage.
Compared with the previous anger and resentment.
Enos was smiling at this time.
And, she even dressed up to attend!
Just like she used to go to see slaves fighting, she put on her hat, picked up her folding fan, walked in gracefully, and then——
Snap!
A ball of mud hit her.
It's Sheila.
This lady with multiple identities took off her gloves with a cold face and said softly.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
"you!"
Enos' elegance suddenly disappeared, and she glared at Silla.
Especially when she discovered that Silla was far more beautiful than her, she felt jealous.
"Are you Goethe's maid?"
"Looks good."
"When Goethe dies, will you have to be buried as a sacrifice?"
Snap!
Before Enos could finish her words, she was interrupted again. This time, Silla took off her gloves and hit Enos's face accurately.
"Sorry, my hand slipped again."
Silla replied coldly.
When Silla speaks in a short, cold language, the astonishingly beautiful appearance that has been ignored will be highlighted, especially when there is a woman covered in mud and her face is covered with mud standing next to her.
La is becoming more and more beautiful.
"I want to kill..."
Enos opened her mouth to roar, but immediately closed her mouth.
Because Swart was walking from a distance carrying a bag of horse dung, and stood next to Silla silently, staring at her with evil intentions.
"My father once told me that if a person is delirious, just feed her two mouthfuls of horse dung, and there will be an immediate effect."
The police chief said with a smile.
Enos didn't dare to open her mouth.
She is afraid of being fed by horse dung.
She knew the guy in front of her could really do it.
Rude country folk!
Just wait!
It must be me who wins!
It's not just Kendi who is a loser, I also...
Thinking of the last trump card, Enos immediately laughed triumphantly in her heart. She glanced at the people present, and finally, her eyes fell on Goethe.
You! And you!
You will definitely regret it!
I want you to die!
Die! Die! Die!
The lady uttered a vow of victory.
Art came out as the northern side.
On one side of Enos was Milai, and on the other side was another disciple of Kendiers. The young man had a tough face, but there was a trace of hesitation in the tenacity in his eyes.
Just like his teacher.
The body that should have been as straight as a javelin was also a bit sluggish.
Because, he just saw something.
Something that completely shattered his faith.
He... didn't know what to do.
"You come."
When a gold coin was thrown by Art, Mi Lai hurriedly raised his hand to catch it.
This scene made the people around burst into laughter.
Enos glared at Mi Lai.
However, this young man who had always respected Enos did not pay attention to his lord's gaze at all. He just looked at his teacher. After realizing that his teacher was staring at Goethe with all his attention, the young man closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes and took several deep breaths.
He has made a decision.
Subsequently, the Jin Ke in his hand was thrown into the sky by the young man——
bite!
Jinke landed.
Kendiers, who had been gathering momentum, drew his long sword.
Clang!
Amidst the friction between the blade and the scabbard, the long sword became more powerful and faster.
The cold light blooms.
Swing your sword like the wind.
Eleven rays of sword energy were fired at Goethe in a row.
Kendiers himself even stabbed Goethe with his sword.
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
But at this moment, Art and Silin on the northern side and Enos on the opposite side frowned at the same time.
