Cantland, White Oak Tavern.

On a remote wine table near the corner, scattered dim lights poured a large shadow, and under the shadow was a man sitting, a man drinking alone.

The impact of the assassination of Count Heather made the usual bustling taverns deserted and depressed. The bartender wiped the wine glass listlessly at the bar counter, and his eyes looked at the closed door from time to time. On the table, a few guests were whispering to each other, and the solemn expression on their faces was evident.

Dingling dingling dingling-

At this time, the gate of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and the cold wind instantly poured into the warm tavern. The bartender was slightly excited, but when he saw the guests walking straight to the wine table in the corner, the hot pillow that had just risen in his heart suddenly became cold.

“Are there any new instructions?”

The man drinking alone at the corner table quietly watched the other person sit down in front of him and whispered.

"The latest order, please be sure to successfully assassinate Count Heather within three days."

The visitor nodded and said in a low voice.

"Whose order?"

The drinking man said in a calm expression.

"Vissue." said the visitor.

"I think you should know how alert he is around you after the assassination!" The drinking man said with a hint of anger. "Now, it is impossible for me to assassinate Earl Heather within three days!"

"I am only responsible for conveying the orders." The visitor said indifferently.

"I'm sorry, please convey it to Lord Viscount. I'm sorry that I can't complete the tasks he assigned!" The man snorted coldly: "Because I don't want to seek death!"

"You are seeking death? You are too worried. Now the superior strong man Dwight, who is around Earl Heather, is dead. Drank Xialan is seriously injured by You Baisize. No matter how strict the guard is around Earl Heather, it cannot resist your secret assassination! Even if the assassination fails, you should be able to escape calmly." The visitor persuaded without any haste.

"Hmph! It's simple!" the man sneered.

"Your Excellency, we have arranged and planned a foolproof assassination for you. I hope you can think about it carefully!" said the visitor lightly.

"Are foolproof? It's ridiculous! I don't want to take risks for your plan with my own life!" the man sneered.

"Your Excellency, this is the order of Lord Viscount!" the visitor emphasized heavily.

"Do you think that you can make me surrender by moving out of the Viscount?" The man seemed to be ridiculous at the words of the visitor.

"Of course I know this is impossible, but please do not forget Miss Serrara and Lord Baisize!" said the visitor calmly.

"Are you threatening me?" the man glared.

"No, I'm just asking you to calmly consider our plan." The visitor said without fear.

"Tell me your plan! If there is any omission, I will directly refuse!" The man said gritting his teeth after being silent for a long time.

“As you wish!”

...

Cantland Council Hall.

Three steps, one whistle, five steps, one post, and one row of sergeants who were inspecting made the entire congress hall filled with a solemn atmosphere. Since the assassination of Count Heather, everyone seemed to have been nervous and no one dared to be careless again!

This is especially true inside and outside the room where Earl Heather was recovering from his wounds. In addition to the elite sergeants stationed, patrol guards were seen everywhere in the corridors and corridors! Any slight disturbance aroused their vigilant eyes.

When a row of sergeants passed by Earl Heather's room, a sudden change occurred!

A soldier in the team suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand and instantly killed the soldiers standing at the door. Then he slashed the hard door with a sword and broke into it!

After the surrounding soldiers reacted and issued an alarm, the soldier who had started the attack was already in Earl Heather's room and massacred many guards who were resisting the attack!

No one could stop the soldiers from rushing toward the Count Heather's footsteps on the hospital bed. In just a moment, a strong smell of blood scented out of the room, and countless blood-soaked corpses lay on the ground. The tightly held sword pressed step by step, and the remaining guards who were desperately dying finally fell in front of the bed.

"Bukkins?! You're here?!"

Earl Heather, who noticed the movement, had already stood up from the bed. There was no sign of injury on his rosy cheeks. He stared at the assassin disguised as a soldier in front of him. A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth!

not good!

After seeing the sarcastic smile on Earl Heather's face, Bukins suddenly felt something was wrong, and he seemed to feel that some unknown danger was coming!

Don’t do it, don’t stop!

That's it! Bukins suddenly stabbed the sword at Earl Heather, who was several steps away from him!

bite--

The crisp metal collision sound suddenly resounded, and a silver light was seen rotating and flying in the air, instantly inserted into the middle of the wall. Looking closely, it turned out that the silver light was actually a broken sword body!

"It's you!"

Bukins looked at the person blocking Earl Heather in shock and said incrediblely!

"Bukkins! I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xia Lan held the Fierce Feng and pointed at Bukins who had retreated and avoided him.

"How is your injury... possible!?"

His arms trembled slightly, Bukins threw away the broken sword covered with cracks in his hand, lifted up a long sword at his feet and held it in his hand and stared at Xia Lan in front of him. From the brief confrontation just now, he felt the strong oppression from the opponent's strength! This is not the strength that a seriously injured person can display!

On the battlefield not long ago, he saw Bai Xize pierce the opponent's chest with his own eyes. The damage given by a peak-level man is beyond doubt. Xia Lan's failure to die on the spot is enough to show that his fate is hard! If he put himself in his shoes, even if he did not die immediately, he would have been in pain due to the injury of the sword for several months!

However, what happened to Xia Lan in front of you?

wrong!!

He suddenly thought of an important fact. The situation in front of him was like a trap set by a hunter patiently! And he was the prey that fell into the trap!

"Bukkins, surrender! You can't escape!"

Behind Xialan, Earl Heather said to Bukins with a smile on his face.

Bukins calmly dissipated his perception, but was shocked to find that inside and outside, they were surrounded by soldiers, especially the danger of being like a thorn in his perception, which was a physical sensing that only occurred when he was aimed at countless powerful crossbows!

"You won! But! Do you think you can easily catch me?" Bukins looked cold, but his feet moved quietly.

"I just want to have a good conversation with you." Earl Heather smiled, as if he was not concerned about Bukins' subtle movements.

"Do you think there will be topics for exchanges and discussions between us?" Bukins's attention was all focused on Xia Lan in front of him and the powerful crossbow outside, but on the surface he looked like he was disregarded.

"Don't you want to know why we knew you were going to assassinate? Don't you want to care about Miss Serrara in Diorda's current situation?"

Earl Heather's words stabbed Bukins directly into the weakness of his weakness like a sharp arrow, which immediately aroused his violent reaction!
Chapter completed!