"Why can Lord Medewin bring a dagger in?"
Colin asked with a gloomy face, looking at the **** assassination scene in front of him.
The guards, look at me, and I look at you, and finally they all set their sights on a warrior who was covered in armor.
They knew that it was the member of the Earl Angley’s personal guard who personally searched Duke Medewin, but they didn’t know if this person was careless, or...
Colin also noticed the gazes of the guards and raised his head to look at his own guards.
The guard's face was hidden behind the thick armor, making it difficult to see his expression. However, when he saw the gaze from Colin, he immediately knelt on one knee and raised the saber above his head.
Although he did not speak, such an attitude was a confession of guilt.
Colin looked at the guard coldly and hesitated for a moment, but perhaps thinking of the serious consequences of this incident, he finally took the other side's sword cruelly and thrust it straight into his chest.
The guard let out a miserable cry, and finally tilted his head, silent.
Colin waved his hand with a sense of interest, and said: "You all go down, no one is allowed to tell what happened here!"
"Yes!"
When only Colin was left in the courtyard, the angry expression on his face disappeared instantly.
The guard who had been "killed" also stood up again, completely ignoring the long sword that pierced his chest, took off his helmet, and revealed a weather-beaten middle-aged face.
He still didn't speak, but stood silently by the side.
Colin leaned over and touched the pulse of the Marquis of Vincent, and he realized that there was still a little bit of life in this person, but he was also fading fast.
So, he no longer hesitated, and immediately lowered his head and bit at the neck of Marquis Vincent.
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
Streams of blood-colored smoke rose up, condensing into mysterious and mysterious patterns between Colin and Marquis Vincent.
In the twinkling of blood, an ancient and strange ritual was in progress.
…
After a long time, Colin raised his head again and let out a sigh of relief.
Then he had time to check Duke Medewin and found that this person was completely cold.
This former half-elf prince was really an honest man, he died so thoroughly.
Perhaps William Modywin is indeed dead.
Colin lowered his head and mourned the man for a while, and then found that Marquis Vincent's fingers moved slightly.
Seeing this, he quickly turned his head and gave a look. The guard who was standing by the side with a sword in his chest immediately collapsed to the ground, pretending to be a corpse.
"I...what am I?"
The Marquis of Vincent got up in a daze, as if he hadn't figured out the situation.
"You are dead." Colin said lightly.
The Marquis of Vincent was stunned. He looked at Colin and then at the corpse of Duke Mediwyn next to him. He finally woke up and said anxiously:
"Earl Anglia! This William Medwyn is going to kill me!"
After a few quick breaths, the Marquis of Vincent discovered two horrifying wounds on his chest and waist. He just wanted to ask Colin to find a doctor to treat him, but then he discovered that the two wounds seemed to be unmatched. Nothing serious.
There was no bleeding, no pain, as if the two wounds were just an illusion.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
Colin smiled and reminded again: "Didn't I tell you, you are dead."
The Marquis of Vincent stiffened, and said: "Earl Anglia, you don't want to make such a joke..."
"I'm not kidding." Colin said sternly. "You were indeed dead just now. I gave you a second life."
The Marquis of Vincent opened his mouth, but did not speak easily.
If in the past, someone dared to say such things to himself, Marquis Vincent would directly slap him up to make him sober.
But at this time, facing Colin's "Kunyan", the Marquis of Vincent fell into contemplation.
Because he found that Colin in front of him was exuding an inexplicable aura, that kind of irresistible power and sacredness, and even made himself unable to resist an urge to worship from the bottom of his heart.
The hatred that once deepened to Colin's bones was still there, but it was firmly suppressed deep down by a stronger sense of reverence.
Moreover, the Marquis of Vincent had an inexplicable hunch that his life was controlled in Colin's hands. He could easily let himself live or die easily.
Once the enemy of his life, now he has become the master of his own destiny!
"You...what did you do to me?" The Marquis of Vincent suddenly fell into endless panic.
"I gave you a second life." Colin said in a grand and chanting tone.
Suddenly, the Marquis of Vincent seemed to realize something. Then, his expression completely changed, as if he had been inspired by the Lord of Radiance. The fear and doubt on his face gradually faded, replaced by infinite. The reverence and piety.
"You are the apostle of our lord, the chosen one!"
"That's right." Colin looked pious and turned on the flicker mode, "I came to the world to investigate the severance of the faith transmission channel by the order of my lord. At the same time, I was also ordered to clean up the high-level churches who have long been degraded."
Now that Colin learned of the many secrets of the Glory Church, he naturally began to upgrade his brainwashing manifesto.
If it were normal, the Marquis of Vincent would certainly not believe this kind of nonsense, but after experiencing the miracle of reversal of life and death and discovering the irresistible sacred brilliance of the Earl of Anglia in front of him, the Marquis of Vincent had to believe it. This rhetoric.
Therefore, the Marquis of the East immediately prostrated on the ground, kissed Colin's toes, and said in an extremely pious tone:
"The supreme Lord of brilliance! After all, you have not abandoned the most pious and humble believer! May your brilliance reappear, shine on all things in the world, and sweep away all evil!"
Colin blinked, obviously a little surprised that the effect of this rhetoric was so good.
Just when he was stunned, Marquis Vincent raised his head and said loudly: "My Lord Chosen, what is my lord's plan? Please tell me, I will do my best to help you complete it!"
Colin touched the tip of his nose and said lightly: "My lord's plan can't tell you yet. If you are still loyal to your beliefs, then follow my arrangements."
"Yes, Lord Chosen!" Marquis Vincent answered without hesitation.
This made Colin even a little doubtful whether this guy discovered that his life was pinched in his hands, and worried that Colin would calculate the old accounts with him before deliberately putting on such a submissive appearance.
However, Colin did not continue to test, after all, the human heart is separated from the belly, he can easily kill the Marquis of Vincent through bloodline suppression, but still can't test whether the other party's loyalty is reliable. U U Reading
Unless he transforms the Marquis of Vincent into a blood slave without self-awareness.
But that would be too wasteful.
For the Marquis of Vincent, Colin was of great use.
So Colin changed the subject and asked: "What happened to the previous assassination?"
The Marquis of Vincent pointed to the corpse of Duke Mediwyn next to him, and replied: "It's William Mediwyn who suddenly took out a dagger and wanted to kill me like crazy! Oh, by the way, not just him, but I I also felt another breath, at least Tier 5..."
Having said this, the Marquis of Vincent suddenly noticed that there was another "corpse" on the ground.
It was the guard who was "killed" by Colin himself before.
But when the Marquis of Vincent saw the guard's face, he was stunned.