The moment they saw the person who appeared, all the people in the room stood up, but no one moved. Their faces were surprised because they really didn't expect the person who appeared.

"Master Earl?" Even the traitor Stark didn't expect to see the other party here. Yes, the person who appeared at the door was the noble of the Nasser Empire who was summoning troops to attack Sessidas City, Earl Mosakin. Now the situation on both sides was already tense, and the other party actually appeared directly in front of them who were gathering. This was indeed a situation that no one expected.

In addition to Lord Mosaken, there were three people who came in with him who looked like knights. These should be Mosaken's bodyguards, and the bodies of these three knights were now covered in blood. It was obvious that the guards at the door had been cut to death by them.

"Brother... Count." After being surprised, Stark reacted and walked directly to the Earl of Mosakken. At this time, it seemed that there was no need to hide anything, because Stark thought that Earl of Mosakken had already led his troops into the city, so he came here, but in fact, there was no. Before the army was dispatched, Mosakken really came with these bodyguards.

The Earl of Mosakan walked directly to everyone, and the three knights stood in front of the Earl of Mosakan to protect him. Looking at the people below, Mosakan smiled and said, "Stark, you don't have to worry about this at all. Just like what she said, she and I have long since broken off the father-daughter relationship, and will not admit her identity in the future."

"Stark, it's really you who betrayed us?" Seeing this situation, of course everyone knows who the person who really betrayed them was. Everyone glared at Stark and Earl of Mosakken. But Earl of Mosakken didn't care about these people at all, just looked at Paris with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to be your daughter anyway." Paris said, spreading her hands indifferently.

"A good answer, this is a bit like our Mosakan family." Earl Mosakan nodded, "It's a pity that it's too late. Since you left your home and mingled with these civilians, you have lost the qualification to be called aristocrat."

"Sorry, I have no interest in aristocratic qualifications or something." Paris still said lightly.

"That's because you didn't see the true face of these civilians. Do you think these people really accept you? It's because you can survive here under the name of my daughter. If it weren't for my name, you would have been qj by these guys more than a hundred times, and even sold to a scattered yard and become a slave. Paris, do you really think you got everything you have on your own?" said Earl Mosaken.

Paris did not answer. There was no problem with what Count Mosakken said in this regard. In fact, when Paris arrived here more than ten years ago, she was almost sold to the hospital. After all, she was only in her teens at that time, and she was anxious and told her that she was a nobleman according to this meaning. After it was confirmed, the clubs here did not dare to touch her. So there was no problem with what Count Mosakken said.

Facing Paris who had no answer, Earl Mosaken did not mean to press forward step by step again, but turned to the boss of the group and said directly: "I guess you are wondering why I am here now. Don't worry, my army has not yet been dispatched."

"Oh?" Stark next to him was stunned. The bosses of several clubs were also stunned, but most of them were relatively calm. Yes, they all had their own news network. If the army of Count Mosakken was really dispatched, they would have received the news long ago, so they had guessed that the other party came alone, but they didn't know why the other party came.

"My troops will definitely be dispatched," said Count Mosaken with a smile. "And I can tell you that the troops will set off tomorrow and will arrive in less than a day. And it is an army of 3,000 people. Once they arrive, you can imagine what will happen."

"3,000 people?" The size of this army was a bit beyond their imagination. Yes, as far as they knew, the largest number of troops that the Earl of Mosakan could launch was only about 3,000 people. Unexpectedly, the other side would send out all of them. If these 3,000 regular troops were not able to deal with them.

"Maybe you are still thinking that the undead or demon army will intervene, which makes me afraid to go out." Earl Mosakan continued, "It's a pity that I have greeted Lord Byron of the undead. The two sides have reached a consensus. Of course, I have to give in to some interests, but the other party obviously does not want to conflict with the empire now, so I have made concessions. As for the demon race, the demon race does not dare to attack our imperial army now."

"Do you understand? You are just a piece of meat on the table now, and we meat eaters have already distributed the interests, and you can only accept the result of this distribution, because you are just a bunch of untouchables and you have no right to distribute." Earl Mosaken said in a calm and cruel tone.

"You tn..." The Earl of Mosakin here was a pariah. How could these guys with bad tempers be able to withstand it? One of them was impulsive and stood up after hearing it. Of course, there was no weapon in the meeting place. This guy just picked up the table in front of him and prepared to smash it over.

With a "puff", the person who was attacking had not even picked up the table. As a result, the knight standing in front of Count Mosakken took a step forward and then took a sword at him. In an instant, the boss of the club splattered blood all over his body, and then fell down straight.

Everyone around was stunned by this sword. It was obvious that this knight was a master. Although they had some force, everyone could see that there was still a big gap with him. So the scene, which was originally a little confused, became quiet again.

"Okay, I'm not talking nonsense to you here." Earl Mosaken didn't look at the dead man, and said directly to the rest, "I'm here to tell you that this city of Sesosidas will be my territory in the future. You'd better work with me obediently, and I'll consider bypassing you and even let you clean your identities... You won't be a thief for the rest of your life..."

"Haha..." Earl Mosaken was halfway through his words, and a laugh suddenly came from beside him. Earl Mosaken turned his head and found that the person who laughed at him was Paris.

"You're telling lies." Paris immediately said when he saw Earl Mosaken, "Stark, did you say that he would let you be the city lord? Think about the person he valued so much as a noble person. What is your origin? Can he let you be the city lord? Just use you casually and throw it away immediately."

Stark, who was standing next to him, was a little stunned, and immediately looked at Count Mosaken, but Count Mosaken ignored him completely and looked at Paris with a smile.

"There are the others, will he help you clean your identities? What are you in his eyes? I believe you heard it just now, just a pariah. If you listen to him now, you will regret it in the future." Paris said.

Everyone present was shocked, but they thought what Paris said made sense. Yes, they almost believed it, but if they thought about it carefully, this Earl of Mosaken was a classist. If he really surrendered, he would be slaughtered.

"Very good. It seems that you have grown up a lot and already know some power tricks." Earl Mosakin here nodded completely without any nervousness. "It's a pity that you don't have a position to stand on the side and are still standing with these untouchables. If you could ask me just now, I might have spared you, but it's too late now."

After saying that, Count Mosaken said to the bosses of the club again: "Yes, Paris is right. Your identity is a pariah, and a thief. This is an identity that you will never get rid of in your life. Of course, if you are willing to cooperate, you can spare your life. As long as you leave my territory, of course, if you want to resist stubbornly, I don't mind. It's just right to train my troops."

"You guy..." a big man roared angrily. Of course, the others also looked at Count Mosaken angrily. If he could kill people, Count Mosaken would have died a few times. However, the three knights stood in front of Count Mosaken. Although they were angry, they did not dare to move.

"Hahahaha..." Earl of Mosaken suddenly burst into laughter, "So I said, you are just a bunch..."

"Wow, what's going on outside? Why are there so many dead people?" As he was speaking, another voice came from beside him. Everyone looked at the door, but they found a few guys who had never seen before.

"Sir, you... are you okay?" A girl came, and the other party's voice sounded very scared. It was obvious that she was scared by the dead outside, but because she was worried about Paris, she still came in with courage.

"Hayer Ruth?" Paris's face changed. It was obvious that it was Heayer Ruth's voice, but why did she come here? She had said she was not allowed to come to the city. But when she turned around, the person who appeared was Heayer Ruth, as well as others in her group, and... a few people who didn't know each other, including Li Huailin.

"Who are you?" Earl Mosaken also asked curiously about Li Huailin and others who suddenly appeared. After all, there are not many people who dare to come in in this situation.

"Uh, shouldn't I ask first?" Li Huailin looked at this middle-aged man who was obviously different from the bosses. This guy seemed to be wearing aristocratic clothes. How could he come here?
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