Most crows are built in wild forests outside the city walls, and robbery and execution often provide them with corpses.

It is now autumn, and the busy farming process is transferred from the land to between the workshop and the mill.

The frequency of delicious meals hanging from giant trees and gallows is getting higher and higher, and the crows are moving to the city and waiting for hospitality in the dark.

They fell on the eaves along the smell of blood and sounds, and turned their heads into the alley.

The crow couldn't understand why humans like to talk in such places that would not be discovered, and then evolved into disputes, and the last dagger was inserted into another person's chest.

Today is a little different. The alley is still breathing, and it is still far from being edible.

They flew away regretfully, and soon after, another batch fell.

[The battle ends, no injuries, no death, no reputation. 20.]

Adam scratched the iron rod on the linen clothes, and the man was still moaning, completely losing his combat power, almost like seven other guys with more than one fracture.

"Oh, forget it."

Adam abandoned his weapon and thought he was very useful, so he wanted to leave it for Luca to defend himself, but now he thought he might as well buy a new one for his followers.

"Hurry up, gentlemen. If you don't talk, I will just pretend you are not here."

There is another reason why he chose to solve the problem here, that is, there are red dots hidden in several rooms around him, and he is obviously hostile.

However, until the end of the battle, they did not appear, and even the map marks changed.

For a moment, the red dot turns into a blue dot, and finally becomes "?".

[While you leave your life to thug, you also leave room for negotiation and instruct the envoy to appear in front of you.]

The sound of wooden doors opening and closing came from the corner, and two windows swayed slightly in the distance, and the footsteps became chaotic. Finally, they appeared in groups, blocking the road again.

They all had similar expressions and had a considerable degree of hostility towards Adam.

The difference is that these people are obviously more organized and disciplined. Although there are only five or six, they have different styles of clothing and better equipment.

"You are better at fighting than those just now. If you want to kill me, it will be more than this number of people. What do you want to talk about?"

"Smart people should have said goodbye to you at the banquet tomorrow."

The leader's voice is low and steady, with majestic attitude.

From those pair of eagle-like eyes to various exquisite and gorgeous appearances, they were full of ambitions.

【Radical Warlord】

【Attitude: Cold】

【Special skills: deceitful, horse war】

【Monolo: We deserve more!】

Adam vaguely remembered several of them. They shouted fiercely in the stands, which was a pity...

"Do you know, my child dies under your sword!"

"Then you must have more than one son, otherwise this conversation would not have happened at all."

The two most gloomy faces heard Adam's words and their hands were pressed on the hilt of the sword, with blue veins exposed, and their skin turned red in an instant.

Someone next to him stepped forward and held it to prevent the situation from worsening further.

The warlords were also a little angry. The guys around them couldn't hold back and were easily left passive when the young man in front of them tried his best.

If it were your own subordinates, it would be impossible to be so rash.

“The collaborators are not very satisfying, right?”

Adam smiled and at the same time he sorted out the messed-up vest that had just been fighting.

"Hmph, young man, don't be too proud. You are alone, and in front of you are the most sober and powerful warlord leader nearby!"

The slightly hydrated boast went on for a moment, and they revealed the situation slightly to Adam.

These warlords reached a cooperative relationship, intending to cause some commotion at tomorrow's banquet, with the goal of holding Cathy Langgar hostage.

Using it as a bargaining chip, blackmailed Anton Vison.

Pa, pa, pa!

Adam shook his head with his lips and even clapped his head. What can I say? It's a coincidence.

The warlord's expression was ugly, and this kind of interruption was very impolite!

Adam confessed.

"Good suicide plan, go ahead, gather the army and charge hard! The city walls are not built high, and some parts are still in wood structure. This is my suggestion, at least...

I won't participate, goodbye."

"Hmph, young man, we think more deeply than you."

"Hell, to be honest, so far, I have not learned anything other than knowing that Arnold's men are not a solid piece of cake. If you want me to join, you have to have a more attractive reason!"

Adam knew in his heart that these people were sure, but judging from the work, the strength of the other party is still a long way from filling their desires.

"Something will get out of control at the banquet, and those Anton Wisson cavalry can't handle it."

"Lord Arnold is watching like this?"

Someone next to him immediately stood up to refute.

"As long as it's fast enough, we will directly hold Cathy's slutty woman hostage. The rest is up to us!"

The leading warlord nodded with a smile and added.

"We actually respect Lord Arnold, but that lord obviously dared not face his ambitions. We are just helping him make a decision.

If he dares to stop us, we will kill Cathy directly. Tygonda and Anton Vison will still declare war, and we warlords are the main combat forces and can only tie our boots together!"

Adam listened carefully, and it was obvious that there was some grudges and insider information, but this was the truth.

If the scene is completely irreversible and the woman needs to die here, Arnold will have to be forced to join forces with his subordinates to declare war.

The other party should not tell him directly about the "thing" that will be out of control.

This is a trump card that can give them confidence.

"There is one part of your plan, that is, it's fast enough?"

"Yes, this is also the reason why we save your life."

The warlord's expression became serious.

"Your skills are valuable. If the other party is calm enough at that time, such as the entire cavalry team has not left the scene, then we will hold them back.

I believe that your skills can still end the officer with the whip beside her? He will send you to the prison, this is a chance to take revenge.

What can you get from being loyal to Lord Arnold? The position of Duchenne's confidant takes time to identify loyalty.

But this opportunity can omit some processes."

The warlord had a very enthusiastic expression. He opened the palms of the pair of hands wearing gem rings and welcomed him.

Looking back, the other warlords also looked straight at each other.

There is only a small piece of sunshine farther away at the entrance of the alleyway.

And they all stood in the shadows.

Adam could also guess that if he refused, they would kill him at all costs, even if they needed to call troops into the city to search.

He sighed and said to the lost warlord in the distance in a rather mocking manner.

"Some things are more important than blood hatred, right?"

The man was a little angry, but couldn't speak to refute.

The leader also began to urge.

"Don't waste everyone's time, think about it, how do you choose?"

【Radical surges over your ankles, do you choose to jump down or…】
Chapter completed!