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She came from a poor family and suffered a lot of hardships, but she and her mother depended on each other for survival. Every day, she and her friends ran between dilapidated buildings and were still able to live happily with smiles on their faces.
Now even his last remaining family member has died.
What's wrong with her?
She didn't even know where the monsters that killed her mother came from.
Yet, in this country, which is considered by monsters as their feeding ground, and in this kingdom composed of what monsters consider the lowest of species, a group of people in the very center are still scheming to fight amongst themselves every day.
They are willing to sacrifice the lives of ordinary residents for a piece of the city, and they are also willing to make deals with monsters to consolidate their power, selling a piece of land to monsters as slaves.
Even though Luo Xiu was a transmigrator and felt angry at the monsters' actions, these guys didn't value human life.
This is also why Luo Xiu likes Kanriel. Compared to the nobles of Bandanda and the capital, the vast majority of the nobles and knights of Kanriel are still determined to protect the city and its residents.
Even though they're usually a bit crazy, in this battle, the vast majority of people—whether from the academy, the merchant guild, or the knights—are fighting for Kanriel.
They finally achieved victory.
This is a victory for everyone.
Now these despicable fellows have come over, not only arrogant and domineering, but also trying to steal the fruits of victory on such a day.
The monsters failed to defeat Kanriel, but these guys from the royal capital were thinking of taking Kanriel for themselves.
Luo Xiu believed that if he told them that Shek was on the verge of death, these guys would probably laugh heartily, completely disregarding the fact that Shek had risked his life to stop and delay the demon bats.
Throughout the hall, Pap's pig-like screams echoed for a long time, even surpassing the sounds of Basil, Peter, and Mullan exchanging blows, sending chills down the spines of everyone in the three groups.
At this moment, Pap was no longer the arrogant and in control man he had been before. His bald head was covered in blood, bruised and swollen, his eyes were swollen, and saliva and blood were flowing from his mouth, making him look like a dead pig.
The people in the three queues were trembling. They wanted to run away, but their feet were rooted to the ground as if they were nailed to it, and they didn't even have the courage to move.
Luo Xiu was smashing Pap's head, his clothes stained with splattered blood, his golden hair like blooming blood plum blossoms. Just one glance at them, his cold eyes were enough to make them lose any thought of running away.
"demon……"
Someone whispered in fear, which reached Luo Xiu's ears, making him smile sarcastically.
These guys think they're demons because they've never seen a real demon.
The swarm of demonic bats blotted out the sky, plunging the city into darkness. The blood of the inhabitants stained the earth, and screams filled the city—scenes they had never witnessed before.
They had never seen those fifth-tier demonic bats devour human brains, disembowel them, and rip out their hearts and lungs as if they were a delicacy.
They had only seen the splendor of the capital and believed that everything outside the capital was rural.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiu suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
Means nothing.
He released his grip on Pap's head, letting the mangled, bloated body collapse to the ground.
Fighting to the death with these guys is completely pointless. Even if we kill them, what difference does it make? It's just a waste of time.
Instead of wasting this time, you might as well kill a few monsters.
He walked over to the basil who was still bombarding the area and gently patted her on the shoulder:
"Have you vented your anger?"
Basil swung his hammer, smashing Peter and Mullan until they coughed up blood. He turned to look at Luo Xiu, his eyes red, not only from anger, but also because Luo Xiu saw a shimmering glint in them.
The Grand Master of the Knights, who hadn't shed a tear when he nearly died in the inner city of Kanriel, was now crying.
She seemed to realize this as well, and quickly turned her head away.
"All right."
She put away the hammer, quickly wiped her eyes, and walked aside, leading the nine vice commanders (excluding Milair) upstairs.
When she reached the halfway point, she looked at Luo Xiu through the railing:
"Bring your men up here later, I have something to say to you."
"Yes, Commander."
Luo Xiu smiled, readily agreeing. Then, glancing at Mulan and Peter fleeing towards the door, he muttered to himself:
"You can't leave."
He stepped forward and appeared beside Miu Lan like a phantom, grabbing the corner of his golden nightgown.
But to everyone's surprise, Miao Lan was very resolute. Without any hesitation, she untied the belt around her waist and took off her entire nightgown in full view of everyone. Wearing only a white close-fitting outfit, she ran out frantically.
Just kidding. He saw the whole process of Luo Xiu brutally beating Pap. If he doesn't run now, isn't he just waiting to get beaten up?
At this point, he no longer cared about the dignity of the capital. He had to run away and leave Kanriel as soon as possible. This place was too terrifying; there was a real demon there.
Even if he used both hands and feet, he couldn't get rid of Luo Xiu. Before he even reached the door, Luo Xiu grabbed his shoulder.
"No...no..."
He screamed in terror as Luo Xiu knocked him down with a punch, grabbing his legs and dragging him into the shadows.
Soon, a pitiful scream came from the corner, followed by a faint sobbing sound.
Is she crying because she was beaten?
Some people in the three queues could no longer stand and began to run away. This building was too terrifying. Even the usually shrewish Mu Lan was brought to tears.
But before they could run a few steps, Luo Xiu emerged from the corner, wiping the blood from his hands with a handkerchief, and asked the people in the middle of the three large groups:
"Where did your commander go?"
"Over there...that way..."
The man spoke in a trembling voice, revealing that Peter had just abandoned his horse, whose legs had been broken, and led some of the middle and senior management out of the ranks to escape.
Luo Xiu looked in the direction the man was pointing, patted him on the shoulder, and said calmly:
"Thank you."
"..."
As the man watched Luo Xiu's figure vanish in an instant, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
……
The scenery on both sides changed rapidly. Soon, Luo Xiu stopped at a crossroads outside the city of Kanriel, trying to discern the direction of Peter's magic.
"Did you specifically hire someone to imitate your magical aura?"
He smiled, but with his current heightened magical perception, such tricks were naturally ineffective.
Soon, his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot again.
……
“Hoo, ho, ho—”
As a soldier, physical strength has always been Peter's forte, but at this moment he was out of breath and panting.
Both his arms were bleeding, one of which was completely immobile; it had been broken in the clash with Basil, all the bones fractured. The intense pain made him grit his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. But he dared not slow down in the slightest.
The thought of Luo Xiu's displayed strength made him feel as if a ferocious beast was chasing him from behind.
The reason he wanted to kill Luo Xiu just now was related to what he had seen and heard in the capital over the years.
Based on Luo Xiu's displayed talent, he felt that Luo Xiu would definitely go to the capital later.
Such geniuses invariably rise rapidly in the capital, where the competition is fierce. It's possible that Luo Xiu's personality might change drastically, and after rising to power, he might kill all those who offended him in the past.
He was quite certain that this was a possibility.
Although he didn't kill them all, he killed a large portion of them.
It wasn't until he went to the capital that he realized how narrow-minded and limited his thinking had been, and how ridiculous he had been.
That's the real treasure land; all other places are garbage, including the land where he was born.
He made up his mind that after returning this time, he would definitely join the brutal competition again, rise to power, and then come back to find Luo Xiu and completely annihilate him.
He carefully discerned the direction back to the capital, but inexplicably felt a chill. The evening sky seemed to suddenly darken rapidly, and the shadows of the trees swayed in the wind.
"Good evening, Commander Peter."
Luo Xiu's voice rang out behind him like a demon, and Peter trembled. He slowly turned around and saw a large hand reaching towards his head.
"puff!"
Something broke.
……
Luo Xiu pushed open the door, and a huge mahogany round table appeared before him. The nine vice-captains were already seated, and a curtain stood beside the round table, from which the magical aura of Basil emanated.
"Have you caught up?"
A rough voice came from behind the curtain, very different from Basil's normal speaking voice.
"I didn't catch up."
Luo Xiu smiled slightly, changed the subject, and called Leila and the others behind him to sit down.
He let Peter go because some people cannot die in person, yet must die.
In Peter's eyes, he saw ambition far greater than that of Myurand and Papto; he had never had the habit of letting a tiger return to the mountain.
Even Mulan and Pap, who are currently imprisoned in the Knights' prison, he doesn't actually intend to let them go.
Of the three entire columns, not a single one escaped from Kanriel to return and report the news.
"..."
Upon hearing Luo Xiu say that he hadn't caught up, Luo Le behind the curtain understood something. She wasn't stupid; with Luo Xiu's speed, there was no way she couldn't catch up.
"sit down."
Her voice trembled slightly, and she almost couldn't maintain her rough tone.
Luo Xiu nodded and took a seat.
There were exactly thirteen seats around the round table, but his was particularly different. It was wider than the other simple black wooden chairs, had armrests, and faced the curtain directly.
"We won this battle, thanks to everyone here. Thank you."
Basil's voice no longer trembled; it returned to its former calm, and he became the Grand Master of the Knights of Kanriel once again.
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