11 Heroes and Tyrants
"Cough! Cough! Bastard! Who did it? This kind of thing... Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!”
With the help of his subordinates, Conrad climbed up the street in a mess. When the carriage was bombarded by the Kirin, he sat in the carriage. When he noticed, the carriage had already fallen into the river. It was all thanks to the desperate rescue of his subordinates that Conrad was able to escape before the carriage sank, but his whole body was wet. At this moment, he shrank his shoulders while shivering in the cold wind.
"Who... who did this! Stand out for me! I want to hang him on the city gate!"
Conrad made a vicious oath, but with one bare feet, his whole body was wet, his hair and eyebrows were all together, and his ridiculous appearance of a seaweed hanging on his shoulders, which really greatly reduced his threat effect. People looked at the villain who was usually arrogant with an expression of indescribable expression, and then tacitly gave up a way.
Then, the black-haired young man who exuded a strong murderous intent and suppressed the private soldiers from moving appeared in front of Conrad.
"Is it you? Bastard, I'm going to kill you..." Conrad broke free from his subordinates' support and walked towards Qilin fiercely.
But when Qilin looked back, his familiar black pupils awakened a certain image in his mind in an instant, and Conrad screamed immediately.
"Wow, ahhh!" Conrad rolled and crawled in the middle of the private soldiers.
"It's you! You... why are you here? Go away! Disappear in front of my eyes!"
"Hey, hey, it's too ruthless? After all, we have met one by one..."
Qilin chuckled, clenching his fist, "But what is this? A bad fate?"
"Long-hearted! Now... it's different now than that time! I...I'm not afraid of you anymore! Hello, you guys! Go and kill him for you!" Conrad ordered the private soldiers.
However, the private soldiers who received the order hesitated and did not move. The private soldiers looked at each other with their eyes, and let Conrad yell there, no one dared to raise his weapons to Qilin again.
"What are you afraid of? A group of cowards! Is this a guard of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Don't you go up and kill him! Otherwise, I will let my uncle fire you after I go back!"
Even if Conrad said this, no one responded. Although the work of the Prime Minister's Office really made them nostalgic, no matter how it was, it was not as important as their own lives. The private soldiers stared at several colleagues who were sloppy on the ground with fear, but at this time Qilin raised his mouth and walked towards this side with a light step.
No one dared to stop Qilin. The private soldiers retreated automatically like they separated and tide, and Conrad, who was hiding in the middle, was suddenly exposed to Qilin.
"What are you doing? Come back quickly! Come back to protect me!" Conrad greeted the guard in panic, and when his eyes turned back, Qilin had already stood in front of him.
Conrad sat down on the ground with a scream, trembling all over. Qilin looked down at him, frowned, and felt as if he suddenly saw a bug while eating an apple. People in Dahuang Village respected the strong, but they were not simply worshipping power. People with qualities such as bravery, perseverance, and persistence would receive their respect. In this sense, the sissy noble prince in front of him is undoubtedly the worst counterexample. Qilin was surprised that there were such men in the world, and an incredible murderous intent surged in his heart.
Just like a beauty-loving person cannot bear the ugly things that appear in his vision, it is a desire to destroy without reason.
Qilin reached out and pinched Conrad's neck and lifted him up like a chick.
Feeling Qilin's murderous intent, Conrad widened his eyes in horror and kicked his legs, but Qilin's hands pinched his neck like steel cast, without moving at all.
Qilin looked at Conrad coldly, hesitating whether to indulge in this murderous intent.
The private soldiers shrank their necks and stared at the Qilin tremblingly, for fear of attracting his attention, so they didn't even dare to let out a breath.
The people were all blushing with excitement, looking at Qilin and Conrad who was held in his hand with great anticipation. For them, this was the justice that they had been waiting for for too long.
Yili looked at Qilin with a sigh. He hoped Qilin could act calmly, but with his identity and position, he really did not rush out to stop him.
At this time, Conrad was already flushed by the force exerted on his neck, his face turned red, his eyes turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were foaming. Seeing this ugly appearance, Qilin also made a decision.
Qilin slowly tightened his five fingers, but at this moment, a female voice that he had never heard of came from behind him.
"Please wait, Prince Isere."
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"Please wait, Prince Isere."
A female voice that she had never heard before rang out behind her. Unable to ignore the other person's name, Qilin stopped and looked back.
Standing a little in front of the people was a pretty woman. She was wearing a silk cloak and holding several books of information in her right hand, and it seemed that she was dealing with something. However, the ice-blue eyes were staring at Qilin silently through the silver glasses. For some reason, Qilin felt a wonderful pressure.
"...Who are you?" Qilin asked.
"I am the secretary of the Prime Minister's Office. You can call me Tiana, young master." The woman who called herself "Tiana" answered Qilin with a flawless respectful attitude.
"The Prime Minister's Secretary?" Qilin frowned and pointed out. "Are you mistaken? I'm not a son of Isere."
"You are joking. Your buckle has the 'Sword and Bold Wing' on it, and that's no one has the right to use it except the Iserre family."
"…Sword and courageous wings?"
Under Tianna's instructions, Qilin noticed the small pattern on the buckle. It was a pattern composed of two wings on the left and right and a sword in the center. It was called "Sword and Bold Wings". It is the unique family pattern of the Isere family, and it can also be said to be the most famous herald of the Kingdom of LaVillis.
"So that's it. You've observed it very carefully..." Qilin smiled bitterly. Most people wouldn't notice these small details at all, right?
"But I am not from the Isere family, I just live in the Duke's Mansion for the time being." Qilin declared.
"That doesn't matter. What's important is, do you want to kill the one in your hands?" Tiana asked Qilin.
Her tone did not feel cold or had any coercive tone. She asked lightly like a normal conversation, but Qilin could not help but answer.
"...Do you have any objection?" Qilin shook the noble young master in his hand roughly. Because Conrad was in a coma before Tiana appeared, he could not react.
"You must have known his identity?" Tiana still had a faint expression. "I don't think it's a wise act to kill the son of the Embrion family in public, even if there is any reason. The worst case may immediately trigger the struggle between the Embrion family and the Isere family, causing a bloody result. Do you hope this is?"
"I said that I have nothing to do with the Isere family." Qilin frowned.
"It has nothing to do with your personal wishes. Since you wear this dress, you represent the Isere family." Tiana held her glasses and confirmed again. "Would you like to kill the son of the Embrion family?"
With Tianna's problem, everyone's eyes were focused on Qilin, but Qilin was silent and did not respond.
(What will he do next...) Tiana looked at Qilin with a filtered look. Although she had already identified the powerful relationship, the aura emitted from Qilin increased, and even the crowd around her looked uneasy. (Does he want to break the axe and sink the boat? If he provokes the struggle with the Isere family at this time, it will be of no use to the plan... Is he a simple-minded idiot? Or is he completely unaware of the current situation in the Kingdom? If this is the case, then maybe he shouldn't use this method to stimulate him...)
"...Forget it." Just as Tiana frowned secretly, Qilin suddenly relaxed and threw Conrad over. "Anyway, it's just a guy of this level, it doesn't matter what happens."
(...Immediately calm?) Tiana didn't look at Conrad on the ground, but was surprised by Kirin's simple attitude. (It's not the type that is entangled in feelings, correct judgment and quick action, and...) Tiana's eyes swept over the fearful expression on the faces of the private soldiers. (This level of force. When did the Iserre family come up with such a thrust person? If this incident was not accidental, does this mean... the "Uncrowned Wang Family" finally takes action?)
Tiana looked at Qilin, hoping to find some clues from Qilin's expression, but Qilin no longer looked at her, but turned to the private soldiers to issue orders.
"Miscellaneous guys, take the rubbish on the ground and disappear immediately!"
Under Qilin's scolding, the scared private soldiers hurriedly raised their companions whose hands and feet were broken, and the noble young master who was sank on the ground and had cramps in his limbs. He didn't dare to look at Qilin, and climbed onto the horse and ran away in a mess.
Witnessing the backs of private soldiers fleeing in panic, the crowd quietly cheered loudly. In their memory, this was the first time that someone stood up to punish this group of evil thugs. When Tiana mentioned the name of the Isere family, the people's eyes suddenly became enthusiastic when they looked at Qilin.
(So that's it, has the public grievance accumulated to this level...) Tiana took the reaction of the people into her eyes and immediately made a suggestion to her boss after she decided to go back, but before that, she wanted to know the details of Qilin.
"Young Master Iliere, can I ask your name before leaving?" Tiana asked in a respectful tone.
"My name is Qilin, Miss Secretary." Qilin's mouth pulled a rebellious arc and said to Tiana without hesitation: "Please tell your boss for me... If he has any dissatisfaction with what happened today, it would be great to come for me alone. If he dares to implicate the people of the Isere family, I promise he will regret it."
(Sure enough, he was not clear about the situation in the royal capital. He was from another place, right? Then it is not surprising that he had such an attitude... But his identity and action are threats. We must pay attention to it in the future and do not let him become an element that hinders the plan...) Tiana labeled Qilin as a "dangerous person" in her heart, but did not take this kind of threat from Youwei in her heart.
"I've written it down. Mr. Qilin. Since there is still official service, I'll leave here first."
After Tiana bowed gently to Qilin, she turned around and walked towards the carriage parked behind her. Frightened by her identity, the crowd automatically gave her a way.
(Isere, the uncrowned Wang family... To master this country, that family is indeed an obstacle that cannot be avoided... I was expecting it to be silent for a while, but with that young man, the situation may change soon. It is necessary to formulate countermeasures before...) After leaving the crowd, Tiana's thoughts remained uninterrupted. She carefully evaluated the impact of the appearance of the Kirin on the plan and how to correspond to the various consequences that arise.
Just as she was holding the handrail onto the carriage, the crowd behind her suddenly burst into loud cheers.
Tiana looked back in surprise and saw the lively scene in the center of the young man being crowded by everyone. Hundreds of people cheered slogans such as "The courage of the Isere family" and "Our hero" in their mouths. The huge sounds could be heard almost the entire street. People on the street stopped and looked curiously in the direction of cheering. Many people were attracted by the warm atmosphere and gathered towards the crowd of kirins. In an instant, they became a huge sound like a parade of thousands of people.
Chapter completed!