For Viscount Tranka on the other side of Gigg Town, everything seemed to be going according to plan.
In the eyes of this viscount, Sodelor, who had just become a "baron", was like an ignorant, rude, and rude "nouveau riche". What did he mean by bringing a group of people to the front of the manor to threaten? Do you think I'm scared?
Although there was indeed some fear in his heart, Tranka always suppressed this cowardly thought in time: No matter what, Sir Ansadin already knew of their existence. Next, he only needed to wait for the servants to bring their heads up.
"They are just a few fools who only know how to fight. They only brought these few people to demonstrate. If it were me, I would definitely bring as many as I could …"
He comforted himself while looking out of the window: The late autumn afternoon was a little desolate. The breeze blew the fallen leaves, and the originally green grass had become a withered yellow … However, as he was enjoying the scenery, the figure of a servant running through the garden made Tranka frown slightly.
"How did the butler teach them? How could this kind of servant appear in my mansion?"
He wanted to call someone to reprimand them, but then he remembered the fact that butler Blake was already dead, and he could not help but feel a chill down his spine. He picked up the delicate teacup and drank the afternoon tea in one gulp. He planned to go to Ansadin to inquire about the news, but then he suddenly heard screams coming from downstairs …
The sound of a vase falling to the ground and shattering followed, and then there was the sound of messy footsteps. The guards shouted loudly, and the doors and windows were slammed shut. It sounded like something terrible had suddenly surrounded the mansion.
Tranka sniffed, and he felt that there seemed to be a different smell in the air.
He walked out of the spacious bedroom and saw the frightened maids running towards him desperately. They shouted awkwardly, "Sir … Viscount, there are so many dead people outside! They are all dead people! "
"What dead people?"
Tranka was shocked, but then he shouted in a stern voice without batting an eyelid, "What are you shouting for? Have you never seen dead people? What's so surprising about the dead? Did someone throw the dead people in front of the mansion? "
"No! Those dead people … they, they are all alive! "
The maids were illiterate. In this era, the servants of the lower class in the mansion were basically ignorant. They might not even be able to step out of the town in their lifetime. They didn't even know about the existence of the undead. Therefore, when they saw the swaying skeletons, they were so scared that they became incoherent and completely lost the ability to express themselves.
Tranka frowned. He guessed a possibility, but he didn't believe it was true. He turned around and rushed back to the bedroom. He opened the window and looked out, just in time to see three or four skeletons pounce on a servant and cut open his stomach. Amid the rising and falling screams, the figures of skeletons came into view one after another, causing Tranka's expression to change instantly!
"Knell … Knell Summoning? Lord Ansadin, he — "
Cold sweat began to drip from his forehead. Tranka's hands trembled as he took down the longsword from the decorative weapons display rack. He turned his head and shouted, "Where are they! Where are my guards? Quick! Call all the people in the manor to come here! Go now! "
The sound of horse hooves suddenly came. The expression on Tranka's face changed again. After seeing the group of maids in front of him cowering and not daring to move, he scolded "a bunch of trash" and the like, pushed open the bedroom door and ran downstairs. There were no skeletons on the first floor. Several guards were holding the door with pale faces. When they saw Tranka rushing down, they were about to greet him, but there was a muffled sound outside the door.
It sounded like the sound of the manor's door collapsing.
"Damn it … is it Angmar's army?"
Tranka could no longer hide the panic in his heart. He turned around and ran to the innermost bookshelf in the living room on the first floor. He reached out and pressed down an inconspicuous book. Then, he used all his strength to push open a cleverly disguised secret door.
"Impossible … this is impossible … how could Lord Ansadin fail …"
He muttered these words, but cold sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground. Obviously, these words were just some kind of wish in his heart. He knew better than anyone what "Knell Summoning" meant.
The secret door was pushed open with great effort. He dove in and then used all his strength to close the secret door again. At this time, there was the sound of the door breaking open. The guards screamed and fell to the ground. But what followed was not the shouting and shouting that he imagined. Instead, there was only the silent and oppressive footsteps. It was as if these guys who rushed in didn't need to communicate with words at all.
Tranka didn't have time to think about the reason. After he locked the secret door with a click, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm saved … I'm saved … this group of lunatics will definitely not find their way here …"
In the dark environment, Tranka touched the stone table beside him. After he inserted a piece of Magic Crystal that he had prepared long ago into the groove of the magic circle, a narrow passage appeared in his field of vision under the illumination of magic light.
Tranka ran down quickly and soon entered a room with an area of hundreds of square meters. Looking around, there were rows of shelves filled with all kinds of "hard currency" such as jewelry, gold coins, silver coins, magic scrolls, and land deeds. These were all the remaining properties of Tranka's family after hundreds of years of accumulation!
But at this time, he had no interest in paying attention to these at all. He went straight to the end of the secret room, reached out to press another switch, opened another secret door, and began to run along a new passage.
At the end of the passage was the backyard of a leather goods shop in Gigg Town. This shop was the secret property of Viscount Tranka, so he believed that no one would find out his way of escape. As long as he could escape from here, there was a possibility of turning the tables!
After more than ten minutes of running, Tranka finally opened the secret door disguised as a wardrobe at the end of the passage while panting. The joy of escaping made him weak at this time, but he was confident that he was out of danger. When he walked out of the secret door, he swore fiercely, "No matter who it is, I will make you pay the price …"
"Oh? Then I am really honored. "
As soon as he finished speaking, an abrupt response came from outside the opened wardrobe.
At this moment, Tranka's whole body froze. Under the strong light, his vision that had adapted to the dark environment was pale at first. After a few seconds, the outlines of several figures gradually appeared in front of him …
"It's … it's you?!"
The one who appeared in front of him was Roddy with a mocking face!
"You actually …"
Tranka opened his mouth to speak, but he was directly grabbed by the neck by Roddy and dragged out from behind the secret door …
With a bang, the viscount was thrown to the ground like garbage. Just as he was about to get up, a knife flashed, and his right hand that was about to draw the sword was immediately cut off at the wrist.
"Ah —"
A scream sounded, but it was mixed with Roddy's unusually calm voice, "Come, Akasha, come here for a moment."
"My hand — ah —"
"Open the ring and look at his face. Yes, just a moment."
"You are attacking a noble — you bunch of lunatics! I … "
Halfway through his words, Viscount Tranka suddenly trembled, and then reached out to cover his face as if he had gone crazy. Although he was a "perfect" puppet, because he was eroded by necromancy for a long time, even if his body maintained the normal functioning state of a human, he would still feel extreme pain under the "holy light" …
"Well, I have confirmed one thing, Akasha, turn off the ring," Roddy said to Akasha with a smile. He turned his head, but the gentle smile turned cold in an instant …
He thought that the "defeat" of the Kingdom of Karen was caused by the internal strife of the nobles and the attack of the orcs. However, at this moment, he could understand … the biggest reason why this country had no room to resist under the disaster was the destruction of this group of undead!
Without them, Karen would not have been defeated so miserably!
Without them, the heroes of the kingdom would not have died in the unimaginable assassination and internal strife!
Without them, Mogra Village …
Thinking of Naifei, the always rational Roddy actually raised his leg and mercilessly kicked Tranka's abdomen!
"Dong —"
With this kick, Tranka almost vomited his liver out. He opened his mouth wide and even let out a moan. The only reaction left in his body was to twitch …
"Come, look at me. Yes, that's it."
Roddy squatted down and reached out to straighten his head. He whispered, "You are not a real undead, so I have a lot of time to pry your mouth open. If you want to bear it and not say anything, I welcome you very much."
Speaking of this, he grinned and revealed a smile that made Tranka shudder, "Akasha, come, give him a 'Recovery' spell."
The light of the divine spell fell. Tranka curled up in pain, but the wound on his wrist had stopped bleeding. The divine spell was healing his body, but it was torturing his spirit …
"Greedy for the immortal body? Enjoy what is called life before you say anything … "
Two scouts dragged Tranka out, and his wailing echoed around for a long time.
Roddy slowly exhaled and tried to calm his violent mood. After looking back at the wardrobe, he immediately returned to his player nature and whispered about the harvest of this battle, "Viscount's family wealth, Tycoon An's family wealth, how many good things will these two people have added up?"
Lowering his head, he opened the [Mission Panel]. "Kill Magda (Completed)" and "Kill Ansadin (Completed)", the two bright red missions appeared in front of him. The experience points they provided made Rody smile.
"Hahahaha, it's actually calculated according to advancing to level 40. I've made a lot of money!"
Akasha and Natha looked at Roddy, who was laughing wildly after entering the secret room. They looked at each other and did not understand what he was talking about.
Roddy ignored the two confused women behind him and kept looking through the [Battle Record]. Then he found a surprising fact: almost all the people who participated in this battle had leveled up!
Because of the long period of training, scouts such as Ruger and Carter had long been stuck at the critical point. At this time, after the battle, they collectively leveled up twice …
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