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Chapter Thirty-Five: The Feast of Notoriety

A celebration banquet had actually been held in the city lord's palace. Although it seemed a bit shabby to hold the banquet in a ruins after a fire, the nobles still maintained the proper etiquette and even smiled appropriately. In fact, after the victory,

A banquet was held on the battlefield, which was enough for them to be honored to add a piece of their personal history.

Alsace, disguised as Savannah, saw Aranza walking in, laughed and raised his glass to him, and motioned for Aranza to sit down and celebrate together.

But soon, he discovered something unusual.

Aranza was actually holding a weapon, and behind him were more than 30 fully armed warriors. Moreover, the collapsed walls of the city lord's palace could no longer block the sight. More than ten Alice War Bears that were surrounding the city lord's palace made the prairie eyelids.

One jump.

"Well, it's okay, I won't kill you." Aranza smiled, walked over and patted Prairie on the shoulder. His voice was not low enough, and it was enough to reach other people's ears.

Dawei shivered and sat back down to drink quietly.

At this time, the fat noble who had questioned Jie Xi before stood up and shouted: "What do you mean by this?!"

Everyone felt something was wrong. More than thirty silent warriors suddenly rushed into the banquet with weapons in hand. Everyone knew something was going to happen.

"Well..." Aranza simply sat on the table in front of the prairie and said with a smile, "It's rare that the leaders of all the forces in Kaiyi State are sitting here. Why don't I kill you all?"

"Don't even think about it!"

The fat noble cursed angrily, and immediately, the two guards behind him suddenly rushed out from both sides and pounced on Aranza!

"snort!"

Aranza waved her hand and activated the sword skill directly, King's Blade!

However, the expected white blade was just fluttering and was easily blocked by the two guards.

Aranza was stunned, then scratched her head in frustration. Although for some reason, the king's sword failed to be used successfully, the ray of white light still knocked the two guards back a few steps.

Aranza no longer bothered with combat skills. He just used the king's sword in the same way, and he didn't care too much about the failure of the cast. He grabbed the gap between the two guards who retreated, quickly got close to him, and tore at the

A perfect circle was drawn in the air, with Aranza as the center, and it was drawn towards the necks of the two guards!

There was no scream, two columns of blood spurted out directly from the two broken necks!

At this time, more than thirty soldiers had dispersed in the field and were surrounded by the banquet participants.

"you……!"

The fat noble pointed at Aranza, but couldn't curse.

The next moment, Aranza had already torn the wound into his belly. The first thing that gushed out from the fat noble's wound was not blood, but greasy fat...

Suddenly, there were screams in the banquet. Most of these nobles did not possess military power. They held military power either because of inheritance or because of political means. When death came, they could only scream. Unfortunately, they were suppressed by Aranza's soldiers.

, and those who dare to resist will be killed with one knife.

There were also some armed resistance at several places, belonging to the soldiers guarding the banquet, but they were quickly dealt with by Cyril and Jessie.

Aranza returned to the table in front of the prairie, and still sat on it unceremoniously, with his butt facing the prairie. He raised his eyes to look at the nobles at the banquet, and said with a smile: "Well, I really do a lot of evil..."

"Even if you kill us! Don't even try to take away our territory!" A noble cursed, it was a young man, he was wearing gorgeous gold wire armor, like a handsome warrior, but from that

It can be seen from the cleanliness of the armor that he has not been on the battlefield yet.

"Well, is that so?" As if to make the young man even more desperate, Alamsala turned to the grassland behind him and said with a smile, "I have my own way."

Dawei muttered, and immediately, the originally huge body shrank rapidly, and turned back to its original short appearance while all the nobles were stunned.

"The Shaping Gnome!" Someone desperately recognized Savannah and his magic!

After knowing the existence of the prairie, of course the noble could guess what Aranza would do after killing them. He was not afraid of retaliation and cursed: "Despicable villain! I curse you! You...ah——

"

The soldier from Norland City behind him ended his life at the right time.

At this time, Locke appeared at the door of the city lord's palace and strode in. He stopped in front of Aranza, bowed slightly and said: "Captain, there is a riot outside and it has been suppressed."

A team without a mage is like grass that will be harvested at will in front of Alice's War Bear. This is one of the experiences Aranza gained after this battle.

Locke's words wiped out the last hope of the remaining nobles.

The people present are all the powerful nobles of Kaye State, or generals with military power. As long as they are dealt with, Kaye State is only a short step away from falling into the hands of Aranza. The last step is in the city of Yilan, where the royal family

The stronghold of the Thirteenth Mercenary Group, where Alpha Lane is located!

Aranza raised her hand, a gesture signaling the execution order.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Huh?" Aranza turned to look at the source of the voice that interrupted him. It was the captain of the mercenary regiment who had led the light cavalry out of the city with Aranza. He was now wrapped in thick bandages and sitting in the corner.

.

When he saw Aranza looking at him, he said, "Is it your employer's order to do this?"

"Well, I am my employer."

The mercenary leader was stunned, not expecting Aranza's answer to be like this. He sighed, grabbed the long sword on the side, stood up, and said: "I was hired to help defend Sophie City... Your Excellency

You want to capture Sophie City?"

Aranza stood up and said, "Well, it's not just Sophie City."

The mercenary leader smiled bitterly and said: "I am just a reckless man, but my duty is to protect Sophie City. If you want to capture this city, you must first step over my body!"

"It's just you?!"

It was Locke who spoke. He took out the dagger from his waist and walked towards the mercenary captain.

"Locke!"

Aranza stopped him, then looked at the mercenary captain and said: "You are a person I admire, but I don't want to duel with a seriously injured person... Well, who is your employer?

"

"His employer is the lord of Sophie City, Robert Langdon." The person who answered him turned out to be Prairie, and the high-pitched voice after it returned to its original state made Aranza unable to recover for a moment.

Aranza remembered the appearance of Robert Langdon. His eyes turned and fell on the city lord. He was an old man with gray hair. When Aranza's soldiers suppressed him, they beat him to the ground. As a result,

This made the old man unable to get up, and he just lay there panting.

Aranza walked over, knelt down and said, "Old sir, please terminate your employment relationship with him."

The old man raised his head with difficulty, let out a sigh, but did not resist. He looked at the leader of the mercenary regiment with cloudy eyes and said: "Marcel... you are a good man and should not be buried here... I declare that we will be dismissed."

The employment relationship between us, you...go back..."

Hearing this, Marcel was stunned, and at the same time he sighed again. Now that the matter was over, he couldn't say anything more. He bowed to the old city lord, turned around and walked towards the gate.

The Norland soldiers guarding the door did not embarrass him and stepped aside to give way.

Aranza also stood up, nodded to Jessie first, then followed Marcel out, ordered someone to prepare Marcel's horse, and watched him ride away. All his members had already been killed by Ryan's sword.

"Well, maybe I should be like him." Aranza looked at Marcel's back and said to herself.

Everything went so smoothly that Aranza couldn't even believe that Kay State fell into his hands like this. Those nobles, without the protection of the army, were as weak as lambs.

Behind him, the screams of the nobles before they died began to sound.


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