Chapter 1193 1175. Do you understand?
While speaking, Lan En raised his hand and pushed back his hood.
His face and silver hair were exposed in an instant.
The brilliant face and silver hair even give people the illusion that the light on the mountain road suddenly brightens.
But at the same time, the cold words coming out of his mouth made people feel confused and vaguely chilled for the first time.
But just because they are confused does not mean that everyone is confused.
Originally, with the arrival of Lan En, the scattered Ember Knights in the rear part of the motorcade surrounded each other without leaving a trace.
They all followed Lan En and fought guerrillas in the occupied areas of Cintra during the Civil War.
Not only the ability to fight head-on, but also the ability to hide and surprise are among the best.
Lan En didn't even look back to confirm, he knew that his knights would follow his footsteps.
And without any surprise, just as Lan En finished his words, there was a sound of
"Pfft~woo!" The sounds of coming out, as well as the last sobs before death, came out one after another.
Everything happened too fast, and most of the people present had only just reacted now.
Taylors's scarred face turned around in horror.
I saw the Knights of the White Rose, whose eyes were full of disgust and hatred towards the sorceress and the witcher.
The five people standing on the outside immediately fell down, covering their necks.
Perhaps after a brief twists and turns, he was kicked and his legs were bent, and then his neck was twisted when he was half-kneeling.
Clean and crisp.
Seward, who was already feeling haggard from the Scoia’tael attack, was even more frightened at this moment.
"You...!"
Knight Thales is quite capable, and he immediately roared and was about to draw his sword.
Unfortunately, the long sword has not yet been completely unsheathed.
A palm with an iron glove pressed directly from his side to the side of his face.
Although the position of this hand shows that the man is not as tall as Thales.
However, the skillful breathing and techniques made Taylor feel as if all the muscles and bones in his body were out of control at the first moment of action.
The stability and resistance of the fighting posture are completely lost.
With a "bang", Lincoln jumped out from the side and pushed Taylor down in an instant.
"Please be quiet, Knight Thales. Your Excellency only said to kill five, and I don't want this number to be wrong in my hands. It will be my shame. Can you understand?"
< br>Lincoln said calmly while pressing Taylor's face to the ground.
"Who are you!"
Taylors' face was deformed by the pressure, and the scars were twisted, revealing anger and uncontrollable fear.
"Kill the Knights of the Order! Are you still going to kill the Duke?!"
"We will gladly do so if ordered to do so."
Lincoln Calm His tone stopped Thales's hysterical shouting.
Obviously, he really didn't expect anyone to talk about the topic of 'killing the Duke' in such a light tone.
Siward was frightened by the crisp killing. Not only was he frightened, but the White Rose Knights were also frightened.
The sound of "Ci La La" being drawn out can be heard endlessly.
But no one dared to move.
The White Rose Knight suffered no losses in the Scoia'tael attack just now, but now five of them died and one was captured alive in one encounter. Who the hell are these people? !
Others in the convoy were also frightened by this sudden bloodshed, and stopped what they were doing to clean up the wreckage.
Some stared blankly, while others screamed and ran away.
But fortunately, there are still people who can calm down after all.
"You are." Duke Seeward, a middle-aged and elderly man who was already physically and mentally exhausted due to the Scoia'tael attack, now looked even more ugly and shouted tentatively with some shrinking.
"Duke Lane of Cintra?"
His originally sitting body stood up slowly and timidly, instinctively retreating and looking left and right.
"Then these are the Ember Knights?"
"You are the Duke, and it is my fault for not following the etiquette. But Grand Duke Lann, even the Duke has no right to kill without reason. Knight!"
He swallowed and barely finished his words.
“They died in an accident on this journey and fell into a mountain stream.”
The blood flowing from the throats of the five white roses was almost touching Lan En's boots, while the witcher spoke calmly.
Without any instructions, the Ember Knights directly dragged the bodies they had killed on the ground to the edge of the mountain road and threw them down.
The sound of water flowing in the mountain stream is already loud, but the five people thrown in did not make any unnecessary noise. Siward's mouth twitched, and the other White Rose Knights turned pale in an instant.
"It was my fault for not following the etiquette." Seeward reiterated again, his haggard face looked extremely sincere. "But no, there is no need to do this. It is really not necessary, Grand Duke Lan En."
Lan tilted his head and looked down at Siward. He was silent for a while and then shook his head.
"Although we don't have much contact, you are actually a smart person. So you are still using this ridiculous excuse to test why I burst out so much when I show up."
Lan En Walking towards Siward, at this time, it was the Duke, who only had a decorative sword at his waist, holding down the shoulders of the armored knight beside him.
Although the Knights of the White Rose did not participate in the Civil War, they even heard about the process of that war.
They also treat mutants like demon hunters without pretense because of their belief in the eternal fire.
But when Lan En really came to them, his height, body shape, weight, and strength were enough to control the weight.
When Lan Enguang passed by them normally, they would feel as if a giant bear with steam coming out of its mouth was walking past them.
Lincoln released Taylor's hand indifferently and stood up together as Lan En walked past.
"I'll tell you the truth." Lan En stood outside the circle surrounded by the White Rose Knights, although this no longer gave people a sense of security.
“I now need to take over the command of the entire team, including all the command systems that belong to you in this operation.”
"The five lives of the Knights of the White Rose are to allow you to listen to me quietly, which is equivalent to coughing before a speech. Do you understand?"
"Of course, their bad attitude towards me and others , and it really made me hate them."
Lan En's fingers made a slight distance.
Others' expressions just felt ridiculous. After all, knights were actually low-level nobles.
Now, the lives of five nobles are just used to complete a ‘cough before speech’.
But inexplicably, these people who only thought it was absurd turned their attention to Lan En, the Ember Knight, and even Triss.
The natural look on their faces seemed to make them accept it naturally.
"The current situation is very dangerous. Everyone must evacuate from the Pontal Valley immediately."
"Is it because of this?" Siward's face was in disbelief, "Just because of this?" Because of those Scoia'tael?"
"The point is not about the Scoia'tael, but about something they attracted."
Lan En shook his head.
“Actually, I don’t expect you to understand. You think it’s too violent for me to kill five knights right away, but I think it’s more important to evacuate these people alive than the lives of the five knights.”< br>
"And I know exactly what you are panicking about now, Siward."
The witcher tilted his head and calmly looked down at Elland, who seemed to have settled down. Duke.
"You don't care about those five knights, and you're not panicked because I killed them right away. What you're panicked about is why Foltest didn't tell you about inviting me."
At this point, the surrounding White Rose Knights looked at loss.
But Siward, who was surrounded by them, this middle-aged man, his trembling body at this time completely calmed down.
The eyes that were originally scattered and trembling became stable.
Lan En could see clearly that this guy's sudden panic might have been real only when someone died at the beginning, and the rest of the time was all an act.
In fact, after he recognized himself, he was no longer panicked by the scene here and now.
Unknowingly, the things Lan En had done and the attitude he had when doing them were spread because of his fame.
Even the Nilfgaardians, when talking about the Duke of Cintra, mainly describe him as 'terrible and explosive', but rarely say that he is evil and bloodthirsty.
Shiward believes that although he has to discriminate against non-human races and mutants because of his position, he can be called discriminatory in Temeria.
If you put it in the whole north, you are simply a moderate, okay?
At any rate, he would not use his status as a duke to incite genocide.
For someone like Lan En, he would not kill himself.
So when he confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed the Grand Duke of Cintra, Siward was not too panicked.
Some people are able to gain recognition from others in certain aspects, regardless of their position.
Immediately afterwards, Siward, who had sorted out his thoughts, was only worried about one thing -
Foltest invited Lan En to solve the problem, but he didn't. Ask yourself in advance, does this indicate certain political trends?
However, this is something that Siward should be sensitive to, and Lan En is not interested at all at this time.
"Now I need to implement my command authority." The demon hunter said in a tone of announcing his decision. "So I don't care about your little conflict with Foltest."
"I just want to kill fewer people, can you understand?"
The witcher's cat's eye He looked into Siward's calm eyes.
"Because of your position, you don't respect people like me, or you can't show respect, I can understand. And I don't ask you to respect me. I ask you to respect my power."< br>
"Any more questions?"
Duke Elland opened his mouth
"Of course I understand, Grand Duke Lan En."
(End of this chapter)
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