Chapter 402： explode

"sleep tight?"

Mainer thought he had heard it wrong at first.

But seeing Willy's non-joking eyes, Mainar was completely confused.

The bandits are all ready to attack Shushicheng. Shouldn't they organize the members of the cavalry team to destroy the opponent together?

"This……"

Mainar looked at Willy: "Captain..."

"Master Willie..."

Lei Bart suddenly frowned, with a displeased and anxious look on his face: "What do you mean, if you don't prepare the cavalry team to defend against the enemy, will you wait until the murderous robber group enters the city of Shushi and will treat the innocent citizens? Massacre? If you have this attitude, I will definitely report the news of your dereliction of duty to the Duke!"

Rebart's attitude seemed unusually firm.

"Menaar, do you think this night is too quiet?"

Facing Reibat's doubts, Willy didn't seem to take it to heart. Not only did he ignore Reibat, but he also communicated directly with Mainar.

"Quiet?"

Minar looked up at the night subconsciously, then pondered for a while, and then looked at Rebate with a stunned look: "It's really too quiet... Since Viscount Rebate, you know that the bandit group is about to attack, but why didn't you dispatch it? What about your own soldiers? Can we only rely on our cavalry to solve the bandit group?"

Mainar's eyes were also bad for a moment, his palm had already clenched the cross sword around his waist, and the momentum on his body had become suppressed.

Although his strength is not comparable to Willy, he also has the strength of a senior knight.

Mainar's eyes became sharp, and after Willy's reminder, he felt that there was a big problem with Rebat in front of him.

"Okay... I'm just out of selfishness, I don't want my guards to be hurt, I'm going to dispatch my men now..."

Reibat paused, his eyes suddenly sluggish.

"and many more……"

Mainar drew out the cross sword and directly touched Rebat's neck.

The moment when Leibat was sluggish just now made him feel very wrong, and he couldn't say anything special, but he always felt that Leibat had a problem.

"Lord Willy, I suspect that Viscount Rebate may have some connection with the bandit group. We should investigate."

Mainar was also a valued subordinate of Duke Galleka before, and after a brief daze just now, he also discovered something unreasonable.

"I think the two adults must have misunderstood me."

Rebat responded, but it was strange that his tone did not have any panic, but appeared very calm, and even said, there was a sense of calm.

"Mernar, you made a mistake."

Willy suddenly patted Mainar on the shoulder, then took the cross sword in Mainar's hand, and still pressed it against Reibat's neck: "Viscount Reibat really has nothing to do with the bandit... This one, it's not necessarily..."

When Mainar heard the words, his hair trembled: "Is he not Viscount Rebate?!"

Willy did not respond to Mainar, but stared into Reibat's eyes: "Tell me, who are you... No... should I say, who is your master?"

"Ho **** ho ho..."

A strange sound suddenly came out of Rebate's throat, and his mouth opened little by little, as if to stretch out behind his ears: "What a smart person... Viscount Rebate, he is dead... and I... …”

However, before Rebat's voice fell, there was a sudden rubbing and squeezing sound in his body.

"Um?!"

Willy's pupils shrank, and he threw Meinar away with all his strength, followed by a steep and retreating figure.

Boom! !

Just as the two left the place, the body of "Rebat" suddenly burst open.

The range of the "Reibat" explosion was not large, only five or six meters away, but at the moment after the explosion, the space was briefly distorted.

Looking back at this scene, Mannar suddenly shed a series of cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart trembled violently.

He knew very well that the explosion of this intensity, if Willy hadn't grabbed him and threw him away just now, would have been turned into pieces by the strength of his own body.

"Master Willie..."

Mainar let out a cry and was about to walk in Willy's direction.

"Don't come here! Don't let other cavalry members come over, you leave this manor immediately!"

Willie suddenly let out a loud roar.

Before Mainar could realize what was going on, he saw the space behind Willy distorted, and a figure instantly appeared from it.

"Lord Willy be careful!"

Before Mainar's reminder was finished, he saw Willy for a moment, dodging the sudden blow.

Willy, holding the cross sword he just took from Mainar, turned to look at the man who suddenly attacked him.

It was a man who looked like a young man, his face was pale, like a layer of flour, his eyes were full of surprises and he stared at Willy, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was Liffet who was about to kill Willy.

"Menaar, didn't you understand my order? Get out of here."

Willy glanced at Mainar, and then all his eyes were on Liffet.

At this time, Willy was also alert.

From the man in front of him, Willy felt the power of space law from his shot just now.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is not only a six-quarter puppet master, but also a six-quarter puppet master who has integrated into the space law fragments and partially controls it.

Facing Willy's order, Mainar gritted his teeth and left quickly.

He also sensed the terrifying strength of the white-robed man in front of him Mainar knew that staying here would become an obstacle for Lord Willy.

At the same level of six ticks, there is a very big difference between the six ticks that control some of the power of the law and the ordinary six ticks.

"Willy Phelan?"

Liffet said: "If I guessed correctly, you should be from the capital, right? Two months ago, you should have killed No. 0?"

"Ok?"

When Willy heard the words, he also instantly knew the identity of the other party.

"I thought you were a member of the bandit group, but now it seems that it should be from His Royal Highness Anbar..." Willy also said with a smile, "Also... a puppet master at the six-quarter level, should not become a robber. The leader of the regiment... Regardless of strength, just relying on the skills of the puppet master can make you a guest of the major nobles."

Willy is not saying it casually. Puppet masters have natural professional advantages in sculpture. Many puppet masters are master sculptors. The artworks they carve can be sold for high prices, and it is even possible It is the most extraordinary profession that is closest to an artist.