Trafford’s Trading Club

In the darkness of the night, a figure nimbly ran ...... towards the location where the lights were, the [Rosebud Mansion].

This figure seemed to be quite familiar with the nearby environment, and soon it arrived at the outside of the [Rosebud Mansion]'s fence, and with an easy leap, it pressed its palm against the fence, and then flipped right into it.

After rolling a few times as it landed and unloading the impact, it quickly stood up, then stuck close to one of the windows close to the hall of the mansion, quietly peering into the hall of the mansion to peer into the situation.

But soon, this walker in the darkness was alarmed by what was happening inside the public hall.

By now, the decapitated militiaman's blood had flowed out to the extent of a small pool of water ...... Inside the hall, the Burgundian cavalry was killing people.

The crowd on the side of Mr. Jacques, who was besieged, was ugly.

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"I'm Lyon Bell, captain of the cavalry." The young man leading the cavalry now sneered, "I'm sorry, but from now on, you are my prisoners."

"Damn Burgundians!!!"

In an instant, the two village militiamen, who were in a state of agitation over the decapitation of their companion, raised their weapons directly and rushed towards the young captain, Lyon Bell.

But also almost at the same time, two of the entry cavalry also flew out among the ...... In a simple contact, the cavalry easily knocked the two militiamen to the ground.

Whether it is equipment, or physical condition, the militia is clearly unable to match this regular cavalry ...... was easily knocked down, it was completely expected.

"It seems that for my pronouncement, some of you do not obey." The cavalry captain, Lyonbert, shook his head and looked wooden, "Perhaps you do not understand your own situation yet."

"Cavalry of the Burgundians, what do you want!"

I saw Mr. Jacques take a deep breath at this time, slowly walk out, and press his palm on the sword at his waist, looking at the group of armed cavalrymen with a stern face.

He didn't answer Mr. Jacques' question, but said directly: "Since you have a sword in your hand, I'll give you a chance to fight me fairly. As long as you can win against me, I can release you from this place."

Nan Xiaonan listened and the next moment ridiculed as if to say, "Letting us leave this house and then capturing us back is not breaking a promise, well."

Lyonbert looked cold-eyed, but did not retort, but looked again at Mr. Jacques, "Draw your weapons, master of the house, like a warrior, and face your fate."

Monsieur Jacques turned pale, his hand gripped the hilt of his sword, but his fingers continued to loosen and tighten.

"Monsieur, do not listen to him! Let's rush out!"

"Exactly! These Burgundian butchers must not be so kind! Let's rush out, even if only one of us can get back to the village, and bring back the news that the Burgundians are coming!"

"Monsieur Jacques!"

"Enough!" Monsieur Jacques drank in a deep voice, and slowly drew his sword from his waist under the gaze of the crowd, then pointed it at young Lyonbert, "Knight of the Burgundians, I accept your challenge! May you keep your knightly vows!"

"Tonight doesn't look too boring." The youth laughed lightly and with a wave of his hand, he simply said, "Bring my weapon!"

In an instant, a cavalryman behind him came in front of Lyon Bell holding a two-handed sword ...... A heavy weapon like a two-handed sword is incredibly heavy, yet this young Lyon Bell easily lifted it with one hand and swung it without any strain at all.

This astonishing arm strength instantly made several militiamen look frightened.

Mr. Jacques himself did not come from a lineage, he just had some property in the village and ran a farm, even though he had learned some techniques, I'm afraid he was a half-way wilder, how could he fight a duel with Lyon Bell, who would easily pick up a two-handed greatsword?

It wasn't even a fair duel.

"Might as well, let me do it."

At that moment, a voice that seemed to calm Ran down suddenly sounded - only that although it came out of nowhere, it didn't give away its abruptness.

It was as if a slight breeze had blown away the rattling atmosphere in the hall even momentarily.

"What an incredible guy ......" muttered Mr. Assahelis at this point, and then all of his spirit fell on the speaker.

The occupant of his mansion, that traveler of the Seven Capital: Mr. Lowe.

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What made Nan Xiaonan curious was that the boss would actually take the initiative to come forward - even if he had to find someone to come forward to resolve this matter, how could he say it should be himself as a new employee who had no human rights for the time being?

You "unnameable being", stop playing!

Miss Maid ...... maids look like normal at this time - Nan Xiaonan admired the maid's ease, knowing so long, Nan Xiaonan found that no matter what the boss wants to do, the maid never have any opposition.

This kind of sickness like blind obedience, many times let Nan Xiaonan secretly smack tongue not to ...... But on the other hand, probably only like the maid lady like this, unconditional approval, can get the boss's approval?

Unconditional obedience to ...... hits deep in the heart, without even the slightest instinctive resistance?

Nan asked herself that she couldn't do it, even though she was bound as an emissary of the Black Soul, even though she lost the possibility of betrayal, but her inner thoughts ......

Just then, to the young man who had ascended out, Mister Jacques was startled, then nodded, "Young man, I acknowledge your courage, but unfortunately we have known each other for too short a time. Your kindness is appreciated, except that this duel should belong to me."

Boss Luo, however, looked at Lyonbelle, "I should have the right to resist as well, shouldn't I."

The cavalry captain smirked now, but his eyes took on a bit of banter, "I admire those with courage just as much, and am more than willing to accept those who dare to challenge their fate, I would even welcome the two of you attacking me together ...... to give this brave young man a sharp sword. "

The cavalry captain was quite arrogant and confident, but I'm afraid he also had quite a deterrent effect on his rulers - in an instant, one of the cavalrymen drew his own weapon and threw it directly at Boss Luo's feet.

"Actually, I'll be fine with this sword." Boss Luo shook his head at this point.

He reached out and pressed his hand on the back of Mr. Jacques' hand that held the sword, and Mr. Jacques was suddenly alarmed, "It's good that you have courage, but you shouldn't force yourself ...... to do so."

He saw Rochou's eyes, and the words that reached his lips were instantly swallowed back.

Just under the gaze of these calm eyes again, Mister Jacques allowed the other man to take the sword away.

As soon as Mister Jacques bit his teeth at this point, he said in a deep voice beside Boss Luo, "Young man, you are a brave fellow! You must survive, and if you can defeat this knight, I will even marry my daughter to you!"

Boss Luo smiled slightly at the words ...... he looked but to the side of the maid lady and gave a response: "I think because of that, I have a reason to take action ...... this is really a most precious to me! Promise."

Mr. Jacques didn't hear anything wrong with it.

After all, he was going to marry his own daughter, it was indeed a precious promise ...... It was just that he hadn't thought that the young man could defeat his opponent, but at this point was merely giving some incentive.

Of course it would be good to have a brave son-in-law if the young man was able to defeat his opponent ...... in these times of war and turmoil that even spread to such remote villages.

Jeanne was still young enough to still have time to get along anyway.

One moment was enough to make this Mr. Jacques think about a lot of things.

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"It seems you've already discussed it." Lyonbelle seemed to be quite patient.

Or maybe he was enjoying this time of watching his prey struggle.

With that, Lyonbell walked out with his greatsword and smirked, "That is a beautiful promise, and it will even become a beautiful story to be told ...... provided you are able to overcome your fate, me!"

The great sword instantly swung and slashed out, the whistling wind was very frightening, only for Boss Luo to take two steps back and dodge it. The great sword now directly cut on the floor, and all of a sudden, the floor was smashed out of a big hole.

Mr. Jacques and his group couldn't help but sweat inwardly for this elevated young man at this point.

Nan Xiaonan, on the other hand, was mindlessly planning to rummage through to see if there were snacks and such ...... before remembering that the [Rosebud Mansion] was a very poor place.

Huh?

At this moment, Nan Xiaonan noticed that the maid lady was no longer around ...... She subconsciously searched for her, but she saw that the maid lady had gone to the lobby counter.

What was she doing?

Nan Xiaonan couldn't help but stare at the maid lady who was now slowly dialing the needle of a jukebox placed behind the counter.

This jukebox was very old and had always been placed on the counter of the mansion, probably something that was still worth a bit of money in the [Rosebud Mansion]?

The sound of fencing gradually became more frequent, and Boss Luo, who was holding a one-handed sword, was now deftly wandering around Lyon Bell.

The maid lady turned out a record at this time - Nan Xiaonan believed that this record definitely did not belong to the [Rose Mansion] ...... Anyway, even the microscope was taken out, and the record matter was not on her mind.

With a soft chuckle, the maid-san placed the record into the record player, and then put the needle down.

The record turned slowly, and the bronze-colored speaker, which began to play the melody ...... melody that the record possessed, rang out in the hall of this mansion.

It was the symphony.

[Revolutionary Exercises in C Minor].

It's as if time has slowed down a lot because of this strange melody ...... that thrilling duel, now also because of the sound of music, and as if it became a bloodless match.

The maid lady's eyes grew lost, looking at Boss Luo who was pointing his long sword.

A simple sword shot, a simple dodge ...... Under the beautiful notes of the practice song, Boss Luo's sword became lighter and lighter - this sword technique was actually still from the dragon slaying technique learned during the [Chessboard World].

The sword, getting faster and faster, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, was like a continuous drizzle.

But Lyon Bell was getting harder and harder, with a great sword in both hands, unstoppable and overwhelming ...... But now it was like he was falling into a mud puddle, with a sense of retardation that was deathly entangled all over his body, as if the speed of swinging the sword had slowed down most of the time!

The harder he fought, the more chaotic the rhythm of his attacks ...... gradually, even his breathing became very disordered!

Most of the hall's floor had been smashed by a two-handed greatsword by now, but from start to finish, Lyonbell was unable to touch the other.

Instead, the ordinary-looking one-handed longsword had repeatedly slashed at Lyonbert's body - if he wasn't wearing armor, he should have already had at least ten wounds on him.

"Damn it! Where's the music ...... what is this voodoo! Stop it!"

The disordered breathing and uncomfortable rhythm gradually made the young cavalry captain, who had learned that he himself had strength, become distraught, and he couldn't even help but growl.

"Give me that woman ...... No! That must be the witch! Arrest this witch! Stop that fucking noise! Give me-!"

The sound, the gore stopped.

That simple, one-handed sword, however, picked apart Lyon Bell's greatsword at that moment, and then, like lightning, stabbed straight to Lyon Bell's throat position!

This was a place where even armor could not defend.

Lyonbert was instantly like being devoured by lightning, stiffening, breathing deeply ...... the great sword held by both hands, but he could no longer lift it, and the touch of the one-handed sword's blade passing against his throat made Lyonbert even smell the incomparably strong scent of death.

"Seung-jeon."

The music continued, and Boss Luo's voice sounded as if it was a note in it as well.

The crowd of cavalrymen were all stunned at first, then their first reaction was to draw their weapons out at the same time and approach!

Monsieur Jacques was the first to react as if awakening from a dream and shouted, "Can't you afford to lose, knight of Burgundy? I nail your dignity to me along with your shame, and even if I die and go to Hades, I will extol your great name!"

"Stop it all!" Lyonbelle now drank in a deep voice and looked ugly as hell, "Back off!"

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The sword was also pointed at Lyonbert's throat.

At this point, Mr. Jacques, on the other hand, had the rest of the militia busy going upstairs to bring Ludik and the male assistant down.

Monsieur Jacques looked at the crowd and whispered, "I'm afraid they'll come right back after us when we're gone ...... We need to spread out and send back the news of the Burgundians attacking, no matter who it is, got it!"

"We understand, Mr. Jacques."

Mr. Assahelis nodded at this point, looking nervous as Mr. Traveler Lowe ...... wondered how long he would be able to clamp down on this Lyon Bell.

There was also too little time at this point for Assahelis to consider things that were not quite normal.

For example, that village didn't have electricity, but the [Rosebud Mansion] had electricity ...... such as a jukebox that just played music - from his observation of the village, this village didn't even have any mechanization at all.

This Mr. Jacques, how could he say that he had built the mansion?

But the situation really didn't allow Azaceth to ask these doubts out ...... He and Leval, one by one, held the male assistant as well as Ludik in place, and the group slowly exited the [Rose Mansion] under the leadership of Mr. Jacques.

"You guys go first." Boss Luo said at this point.

Mr. Jacques knew that this was a strategy to leave time for those on his side to escape ...... but likewise, the young man's danger would increase exponentially.

But this was not the time to be a mother-in-law, Mr. Jacques took a deep breath, "Be sure to come back alive! Come and make good on my promise ...... kids!"

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"So... are we just going to leave the boss?" Nan couldn't help but quietly ask now, beside the maidservant lady.

"Let's go to the village and wait for our master." The maid-san, however, smiled slightly at this point.

--Why do you seem to be in a good mood, good, good?

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The sword was still pointed at Lyonbert's throat, and only Boss Lo was left in the hall with this group of Burgundian cavalry.

Lyonbert had calmed down by now, "Brave swordsman, you are a good swordsman, are you interested in coming under my command, I can assure you that you will be my most important partner in the future!"

"The military life might not be a good fit for me." Boss Luo smiled casually at this point, "I'm loose myself."

While saying this, Boss Luo also gave his longsword a gentle lowering.

In an instant, the rattling cavalry, all of a sudden, embraced and surrounded the people completely and pressed on.

Lyon Bell, however, waved his hand at this point, allowing his cavalry to cease their approach, and once again advised, "You don't look like you should be from a village, Dondrémie Village is already an isolated place, and it's only a matter of time before it falls, so a wise man knows what to choose. I'm sure you're not the kind of person to bury your future for the sake of a marriage contract with a rural woman, and even this woman might be illiterate!"

"My companion should be far away." Boss Luo smiled casually and said, "Well then, I'll have to take my leave ...... I hope you will have a pleasant evening here."

"Hmm, insensitive." Lyon Bell shook his head, "I love talent, but I don't like hard bones."

Swing.

The cavalry instantly no longer had any fears, and a group of men smiled caraculately and swung their weapons out - Boss Luo's face was even in the face of the swarming attack.

At this moment, the lights on the top of the public hall suddenly exploded, emitting a loud bang ...... At the same time, the window on the side slammed open, and then three fist-sized round balls were thrown directly into the hall.

In an instant, this ball released a dense gray smoke ...... This smoke even has a strong irritant, a little inhalation, let people can not help but cough, throat and nose as well as eyes are hot pain.

"Damn! Don't chop! It's a teammate!"

"Ah-!"

"Where are the people? Where did it go! The man got away ...... chase! Go after it!!!"

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The movement of the hall gradually became much less, and the cavalry seemed to have all chased out ...... including that captain, Lyon Bell.

In one of the rooms on the third floor of the public hall, the outline of the place could be faintly seen now followed by the dim light of the moon.

"Thank you for saving me, Miss Jeanne." Boss Luo's voice sounded coldly.

"Shh."

Seeing the figure ...... girl who at this time pressed her body to the doorway and listened sideways, the figure ...... girl at this time quickly pressed her fingers to her lips, "They may not have gone far yet!"

"It should be far away." Boss Lowe said, "Why is Miss Jeanne here?"

The young girl breathed slowly at this point, "I've been following behind you all along, but you just didn't know that you'd run into something like this ...... Anyway, thank you for saving my father."

"I'm just saving myself too." Boss Luo said softly.

"Anyway ...... Thanks!" The young girl seemed afraid to look at the young man and looked slightly out the window, her voice lowered even more, "And I...I'm not illiterate!"

She even intensified her tone.