In the room, Asiri was sitting at his desk, thinking hard.
If it was before the battle of the Southern Fortress began, Prince Gruer could be regarded as a good choice, but after the Southern Fortress fell and the Karo region was occupied by Duke Senai, the prince's reputation was not as good as before.
The Karo region was Prince Gruer's base camp and the territory of Prince Gruer's mother's family.
The fall of the Southern Fortress not only meant that the relationship that Prince Gruer had built for many years was destroyed, but the Karo lords who had supported him had also suffered heavy losses in this battle. They were at a disadvantage in the competition with the northern lords, and the probability of inheriting the throne was much lower than before.
Choosing to join Prince Gruer's camp at this time, even if it was just an attitude, was not a wise choice.
It was just that Prince Gruer was not easy to get rid of.
If he refused directly, it would mean that he had fallen out with him.
After all, Viscount Gruer was not only the lord of the kingdom, but also the lord of Karo. He had a lot of power, and he was not someone that a viscount like him could afford to offend.
What's more, there was a Silver Knight beside him at the moment.
Viscount Asiri was well aware of his situation. The two Bronze Knights and the Silver Knight were not his subordinates. They were merely sent by a Royal Highness to assist him. They would only stay here for a short period of time before leaving.
At that time, without the protection of these knights, the Silver-tier Knight alone would be enough to take his life.
Thinking of this, his heart became more and more tangled, until in the room in front of him, there was a burst of hurried footsteps again.
"What! Sir Chris was killed!! "
Asiri suddenly stood up and looked at the subordinate who came to report in front of him, his face full of disbelief. "What the hell is going on!"
"Not only Sir Chris, but the other two were also killed, and even their corpses were placed together!" In front of him, the old butler who came to report had a look of fear on his face. It seemed that he also couldn't believe what had happened. "Their corpses are still in the room, and all their heads have been cut off!"
"Damn it!!" Suddenly hearing this news, Asiri's mind first emerged with anger, and then after he reacted, he felt a burst of fear.
After this incident, he understood that it was time for him to make a decision.
Originally, he might have been able to curry favor with both sides, but now, he had no other choice.
"To be able to kill 2 Bronze Knights and 1 Silver Knight in such a short amount of time, and not even let out a single sound from them, this kind of thing, in the entire castle, there is only one person who can do it …"
He took a deep breath, and a certain person's figure flashed through his mind.
Outside the door, a series of clear footsteps could be heard.
Asiri looked up and the corner of his eyes twitched.
Outside the door, Gruul, wearing a blue sleeved robe and a long sword on his waist, was walking towards Asili with a smile on his face.
Beside him, the young knight named Yasuo stood tall and straight, his black clothes fluttering gently in the wind. The smell of blood on his body hadn't been washed off, and there were still traces of blood on his clothes, clearly telling him that this knight had just experienced a bloody battle.
As Adil and Gruul walked in, Asiri's face became uglier and uglier. In an instant, he confirmed his thoughts.
"Viscount Asiri, I don't know if you have thought about the request during the day."
Looking at Asiri in front of him, Gruul's face was full of smiles, as if he had picked up a lot of gold coins, "I don't need a lot, just a few dozen people will be enough."
"Your Highness Gruul is too polite." Asiri's face was ugly, but at this point, he forced a smile, looked at him firmly, and tried to speak in a gentle tone, "It's just sending people to escort Your Highness to the capital, that's all. It's my honor."
"With Your Highness's identity, how can a few dozen people be enough? I am willing to send 200 knights to escort Your Highness all the way to Tam City." He said so, although his heart was gloomy, his face was still full of smiles.
In a short period of time, he had already figured out the cause and effect, as well as the various possibilities.
Without a doubt, the three knights died in his castle, and this matter left him with no choice.
He couldn't explain to the people behind the three knights.
Without a witness, the people behind the three knights would not believe his explanation. They would only think that he had sided with Gruul, and then colluded with Gruul to kill the three knights.
Even if the other party believed him, the families behind the three knights would not choose to let him go.
Two Bronze Knights, one Silver Knight, each of these knights must have their own families and forces behind them to be able to cultivate these people.
Now, these knights that were cultivated by these families died just like that, died in Viscount Asiri's castle. Even if His Highness knew that he was innocent, he had to give an explanation to the families behind the three knights, and use him as a scapegoat.
So at this moment, he had no other choice.
"Then thank you very much for your generosity, Viscount Asiri."
In front of him, listening to Viscount Asiri's words, Gruul smiled. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Viscount Asiri's final statement.
"Then, as a gift, these few things are for you."
He smiled, revealing his neat teeth, then personally stepped forward, put down the three wooden boxes, and turned to leave with Adil beside him.
Beside him, Adil glanced at Viscount Asiri, shook his head, and then left with Gruul.
After they left, Viscount Asiri's hands trembled, and he looked at the three wooden boxes in front of him. He smelled the blood coming from them, took a deep breath, then slowly stepped forward and opened the three wooden boxes.
A strong smell of blood suddenly rose, and in an instant, it hit Viscount Asiri's mouth and nose, making his face extremely ugly.
In front of him, in the three wooden boxes placed in front of him, there were three fresh human heads.
On the human heads, drops of blood were flowing, and the ferocious and unbelievable expression on their faces had frozen, as if they couldn't believe that they had died just like that.
Looking at the three human heads, after a while, Viscount Asiri slowly recovered and gently closed the three wooden boxes. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief, and slumped on the wooden chair as if he had lost all his strength.
Outside the door, on the way back to his room, Gruul and Yasuo were walking on the road.
"Yasuo, this time, it's all thanks to your idea."
Walking on the narrow road, Gruul still had some lingering fear when he thought of the scene when he killed the three knights.
Before meeting with Viscount Asiri, after formally proposing the condition for the other party to escort him back to the capital, Gruul fell into a dilemma, and was somewhat worried that Viscount Asiri would not give in.
After all, compared to the person who instructed him, the bargaining chips that he could take out at the moment were too few. A mere follower of a Silver-tier Knight did not mean anything.
The Karo area had fallen, and the southern lords who originally supported him had suffered heavy losses, which meant that the strength that originally supported him had been greatly weakened.
When the feudal lords saw this situation, even the feudal lords who originally supported him would have to be apprehensive.
Viscount Asiri was one of them.
As Gruul's father-in-law to some extent, Viscount Asiri also supported Gruul at first. But when the Southern Fortress fell and Gruul was defeated, his attitude immediately became ambiguous, and a group of knights from other forces gathered around him to attack him.
Under such circumstances, it was easier said than done to get the other party to return to his embrace.
Adil was naturally aware of his mood and concerns, but he was also a little impatient.
For Adil, this level of confrontation was really a bit boring, so he simply came up with an idea.
Directly beheading the knights sent by the other princes and directly framing Viscount Asiri would have a great chance of forcing the other party to submit.
Strictly speaking, this plan was not too safe, but for the current situation, it was the only way.
Gruul immediately agreed to Adil's method, and personally took his sword, ready to sneak into the room of the three knights overnight to assassinate them.
Unexpectedly, the other party also had the same idea as them. The three of them directly gathered together, and a premeditated assassination directly turned into a killing.
In a fight, Adil once again showed his value. The three knights were directly killed by him, and the whole process did not even make a sound.
Thinking of the previous process of fighting, Gruul couldn't help but shake his head, and his eyes looking at Adil couldn't help but become more blazing.
"With such a powerful knight by my side, as long as it's not a Gold Knight personally coming, what's there to be afraid of?"
A smile appeared on his face, and for the first time since his escape, his heart was full of security.
"But … it's not safe yet …"
In the blink of an eye, other thoughts emerged in his mind, "Yasuo will follow me only because I can give him opportunities and a future, but these, my big brother can also do …"
"If I want him to serve me loyally, I need more things …"
For people like Gruul, he did not believe in the so-called family and friendship from the bottom of his heart.
Yasuo's second sister was indeed his wife, but in Gruul's eyes, she did not have much weight.
In terms of relationship, Asiri was his father-in-law. In the end, when he saw him defeated, didn't he also turn to other princes and want to imprison him?
Baron Dolu was Yasuo's father, but before Baron Dolu was defeated many times and fell into crisis many times, why didn't Yasuo stand up and help his father fight?
From this, it could be seen that this genius knight did not care much about his father and family, and if he wanted to rely on this to bind the other party, the hope was even slimmer.
"Instead of this, it's better …"
As if thinking of something, Gruul smiled again.
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