The assassination of Count Heather undoubtedly caused an uproar in Cantland. Panic and chaos filled every corner of Cantland's streets. In the heavy atmosphere of panic, the spearheads of the assassination were pointed at one person.

Viscount Frant.

People are aware of the fierce conflicts and contradictions between Viscount Frant and Count Heather, especially after Viscount Frant launched a brazen invasion of Rodway in winter, the army's unstoppable offensive was strongly attacked by Count Heather in Cantland, not to mention that Viscount Frant was almost defeated in the war.

If anyone wishes that Count Heather would die soon, Viscount Frant is undoubtedly the first person.

However, the truth is often the opposite. After hearing the news of the assassination of Count Heather, Viscount Frant was stunned for a long time.

"Is Bukins in action?"

This is the first sentence Viscount Frant said after he came back to his senses.

"No."

The answer to him was Bai Xize, who was standing beside him.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Viscount Frant said with a calm face.

"Dark Xialan was also assassinated before the Count Heather was assassinated." Baixize still said indifferently. "It's a pity that the assassination failed."

"Interesting!" Viscount Frante snorted coldly after pondering for a while: "Did you see anything weird?"

"It might be a trap," Baisize said.

"What if the trap was eliminated?" Viscount Frant asked immediately.

"Some people coincide with our purpose, and they are hidden unfathomable!" Bai Xize said in a deep voice.

"Who do you think this person will be?" Viscount Frant thought.

"I don't know, at least it's not someone from our side." Bai Xize said.

"Is it possible that it was the work of the Holy Temple of Glory?" Viscount Frant said with a frown.

"It is impossible. Their power is quite weak in Rodway, and planning this assassination will not give them any benefit. The only one who will be cheaper will be us." Baixize said decisively.

"You said, if Count Heather died, who would be the one who would benefit the most?" Viscount Frant asked suddenly.

"It's you!" Bai Xize said.

"What about besides me?" asked Viscount Frant again.

"Rowether Overled Archer!" Baisize paused, as if he was imagining the meaning of Viscount Frant's words.

"Haha...If this assassination was not a trap set up by Count Heather on purpose. Otherwise, I would not have imagined that anyone besides him would like us who would have liked him to die immediately." Viscount Frant sneered.

"Overde is a smart man. He will never suddenly kill at the critical moment of war!" Bai Xize questioned.

"Maybe he has other ideas and plans," said Viscount Frant.

"Even if the ambition and desire for power is too strong, it cannot make him lose his mind. I insist on my own judgment." Bai Xize said.

"I rarely see you have such a comment on a person. Do you value him very much?" Viscount Frant said indifferently.

"Excellent command and excellent strategic means both constitute my good impression of him. However, he is still young and is still not as calm as his father's calmness and elegance as he is. But people will always mature and change over time. I can conclude that he will definitely be our strongest enemy in the future." Baixize said slightly solemnly.

"Oh? Then what about Drank Cialan?" Viscount Frant asked another person unexpectedly.

"A genius who has lost his soul and self." Baixize slowly revealed after being silent.

"Even in the future, you won't be his opponent?" Viscount Frant said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He will not have a future." Baixize said.

"How do you say it?" Viscount Frant said intrigued.

"The lack of soul and self will make him unable to pass the spiritual test of FerNu's law!" Bai Xize said.

"So his strength will always only stay at the peak of his superiority?" said Viscount Frant.

"That's right! Unless one day he can see through the demonic barriers of his mind, he won't have this day." Bai Xize said coldly.

After hearing Baixize's argument, Viscount Frant seemed to lose interest in asking and changed the subject: "The assassination of Count Heather will inevitably cause the morale of Cantland. Do we need to take advantage of the situation to launch an attack?"

"Maybe it will take some time to wait." Baixizer analyzed: "Now the whole of Cantland believes that the assassination of Count Heather must be your secret command. Although the upper and lower sergeants in Cantland are not short of turmoil, their grief and anger will make them burst into a fight to the death. At this time, our attack will only increase casualties."

"When do you think the right time to attack?" Viscount Frant asked.

"Since Count Heather has not died when he was assassinated, he might as well let him die! As long as Count Heather dies, Cantland, who has lost his backbone, will inevitably collapse. At that time, he will naturally attack easily!" Bai Xize said.

"Is there any problem with Bukins?" Frant said with doubts: "The alertness around him after the assassination of Count Heather must be extremely strict. I am afraid that the traces will be completely exposed before he can take action to assassinate!"

"Sir, you may have forgotten an important key. Dwayte died, Drank Xialan was seriously injured, and Count Heather had no subordinates who could withstand the assassination of a superior strong man!" Bai Xize said lightly. "Even if the assassination failed, Bukins still has the ability to escape the siege!"

"Are you sure?" Viscount Frant said cautiously at Baisize.

"If you are not at ease, I can take action myself." Bai Xize said calmly.

"No need, convey my order and let Bukins take action!" Viscount Frant said with a gloomy expression: "Remember to tell him by the way, if you find something, you should not evacuate in time. Never be careless!"

"Follow your orders!"

Bai Xize straightened his body, gave a standard military salute to Viscount Frant and left the tent.

On the way out of the camp and back to the military camp, feeling the invasion of the cold wind, Bai Xize looked at the faint outline of Cantland in the distance, and a sarcastic and weird smile suddenly appeared on his serious and indifferent face.

"Come!"

As soon as the low and dumb words finished, a black figure appeared beside him.

"Tell Bukins that the Viscount's orders must be successfully assassinated within three days!"

"Affect the order."

The shadow disappeared.

Bai Xize still stayed there.

The balance of war finally began to tend to victory, and the strongest enemy that hindered them was about to fall, and the unstable people always needed some warning.
Chapter completed!