In the year 1091 of the Gregorian calendar, the capital of the Dukedom of Eastmonton was Tivia.
A dark motorcade drove through the city gate and entered the main city.
The man with a delicate mustache sat in the car and looked back at the street. He looked at the tall and majestic man beside him: "Tivia is Tivia. Look at this street and this pavement, just like our small rural cities."
It’s like heaven on earth!”
"Mr. Fernandez, don't be surprised. If things go well in the parliament, you will be half the owner of this city." The tall man smiled.
"Master of half the city? I dare not take this seriously. I am just a retainer who relies on the power of the Grand Duke. The master of Tivia will always be the Duke." Fernandez smiled coquettishly, "Captain Juan, I have to say, I
A little scared – will things work out?”
Captain Juan nodded: "Mr. Fernandez, I am the Duke's knight. The Duke sends me to protect your safety, which is an attitude in itself. By the way, next month I will officially take over the security work of the City Hall."
Fernandez made up his mind, since the Grand Duke sent the next captain of the city police force to protect his safety, his position as mayor should be almost certain.
Fernandez, because he effectively suppressed the miners' riot in a city in the southern part of the duchy six months ago, his talents attracted the attention of the Grand Duke, and it happened that the current mayor of Tivia was about to retire. So after careful consideration, the Grand Duke decided to
Fernandez takes over as mayor.
Fernandez was horrified by this, but the envoy sent by the Grand Duke vaguely expressed the Duke's thoughts. The Duke of Eastmonton was already old and had been slow to decide on an heir. Apparently he was worried that several of his relatives and children would not be able to succeed him.
Satisfied with the candidate decision. Therefore, the Grand Duke needs some people who are tough and not closely related to the various forces in the city as his pawns. After deciding on the successor, they can help the Grand Duke quickly clear away the opposition.
"Mr. Fernandez, don't blame me for talking too much." Captain Juan said, "Since the Grand Duke has chosen you, you also know what your responsibilities are and you must be aware of it."
Fernandez nodded. When cleaning up the opposition, he would definitely offend a lot of people, and he might end up with a different body and a different place.
"Don't worry about me, Captain Juan. Haha, I'm afraid you don't know that before I came to Tivia, someone told me that the families of the miners gathered together to raise money to hire assassins to kill me, but you see
, I am not afraid at all." Fernandez shook his head, "I am a celibate, without a wife or children, and now my parents have both died of illness. Now I have nothing to worry about, and my only long-cherished wish is to be loyal to the Grand Duke."
"I think this is also the reason why the Grand Duke chose you."
A person who has no worries and no weaknesses can naturally be ruthless and ruthless, and becomes an excellent chess piece in the hands of the Grand Duke.
"By the way, you said that someone wants to hire an assassin to kill you?" Juan looked more serious, "I don't know about this, please tell me."
"It's not a big deal. How much money can those people scrape together, and what level of assassin can they hire with that little money?" Fernandez smiled, "I guess, those guys most likely handed over the money to a liar who claimed to be an assassin.
Then I waited expectantly for the news of my death, but I didn’t expect that the liar had already escaped with the money.”
"Well, the husbands, fathers, and sons of those women ignored the regulations and laws and went on strike without authorization. They caused trouble for a long time and many people died. Finally, they earned some pensions for them. Humph, they didn't know the result.
I am honest, doing the laundry and taking care of the children peacefully, and yet I want to hire an assassin to take revenge on me. I deserve to be defrauded of my money by the assassin!"
Captain Juan nodded: "Having said that, I am responsible for protecting your life and safety, so I cannot ignore this matter."
"Captain Juan, I believe in your ability very much. You are a mid-level extraordinary person, right?"
"To be precise, it's a quasi-high-level one." Juan touched his chin slightly proudly.
Quasi-high level means that Juan is ready with all the materials to break through to the high level, but he has not yet waited for the best time.
Fernandez wanted to give a few more compliments, but Juan looked ahead and his expression suddenly changed: "Stop!"
The driver suddenly stepped on the brakes, and several Molotov cocktails flew out of a window of a building on the street and hit the car.
This kind of car transporting dignitaries is naturally not afraid of Molotov cocktails, but everyone knows that the attackers cannot only have Molotov cocktails - the explosives may just be a means to force them to stop.
"Get out of the car!" Juan didn't dare to bet on whether the attacker had more powerful explosives. It was obviously not safe to leave Fernandez in the car.
Fernandez hurriedly followed Juan out of the car. As soon as Juan raised his hand, his arms were instantly coated with a metallic sheen.
"Don't stay too far away from me, Mr. Fernandez." Juan warned in a deep voice, "Backup will be here soon."
"Who is the attacker? That's crazy! This is Tivia!" After being frightened, Fernandez lost his original demeanor and shouted excitedly.
"You guys, go up and catch the attacker, remember to stay alive!" Juan ordered the guards who got off the other cars, while he concentrated on being vigilant about his surroundings.
Not long after the guards went upstairs, a figure jumped out of the window where the Molotov cocktail was thrown, holding a strange sword high and slashing at Juan and Fernandez.
Extraordinary people?! Who dares to jump from the height of the third or fourth floor must not be an ordinary person. Naturally, Juan does not dare to despise this chop.
However, in Juan's observation and calculation, he found that the landing point of this figure was still several meters away from him and Fernandez. In other words, this slash could not hurt them at all.
Is this... a crooked jump?
Seeing that this guy had no intention of changing his body shape in the air, but was about to land on the ground following the force of gravity, Juan naturally would not just defend stupidly, but made a decisive decision to attack.
Juan's right arm turned into jet black metal, extended a distance, turned into a sharp blade, and slashed at the attacker. The special metal he transformed had extremely high hardness and toughness, and Juan's own strength and speed
It should not be underestimated. It is not a problem to cut off three or four steel bars with this blow.
However, the moment the attacker landed, Juan lost sight of him.
Where are people?
In the battle, losing the enemy's variety means that something bad is going to happen. Juan realizes that he has been tricked. He hears Fernandez let out a painful cry and quickly turns back.
In his sight, half of Fernandez's throat was cut open, blood spurted out, and the attacker's figure already appeared dozens of meters away.
Juan glanced at the fallen Fernandez. The injury was obviously hopeless. He gritted his teeth. Even if he caught the assassin, he could not make up for it. Although the Duke valued him, a punishment would definitely be inevitable.