Afterwards, the Patricks and the eight armies go to other aristocratic territories.

Few aristocrats have been captured by adults, and the badly given up house will be a battle with the eight armies.

Eight armies to suppress without even letting out one wounded, as they are several soldiers and others who were packing in the mansion.

But there were some territories outside the town where the soldiers were stationed.

"Eight armies, aimed at the noble lord and his family. Others are good to the extent that they are not combatable. Leave the movement to each captain. Him!"

Patrick's voice sounds and each unit moves out.

After the Archer's simultaneous fire, the Horse Squad enters!

I'm borrowing a long spear this time.

Some units deploy to the left and right to encircle the leadership.

The surrounding soldiers resist desperately, but the difference in power was evident between the National Army, but also between the eight armies that endured Patrick's training and the country soldiers.

Easily entering the town and arriving at the Lord's mansion, he breaks down the gate and enters the premises.

Of course there were guards and leaders, but the eight armies reach the gates of the Assari Mansion.

In the garden of the mansion are the remains of soldiers skewered with spears.

Servants who kick through the doors of the mansion and are imprisoned without the skill of turning them into eight armies entering.

Some of them resisted, but it was futile resistance.

The noble lord was captured in the office.

"I didn't expect you to be tied up by a reaper. Where to go in the afterlife..."

The Lord's powerless words leak.

So, before returning to the king's capital, the eight army carriages were full of captured nobles.

Narrow, thirsty, noble calling it untied.

Well, that's annoying. Uh-huh.

We had no choice but to stop the carriage on the way, get the nobles off the carriage, and in front of everyone, start interrogating Scott Pageno.

There is no tip from the right wrist, so Scott stabs a needle between the fingernails of his left hand and cries when he moves gritty.

The nobles don't pull.

I just peeled off my second nail and it was a light geezy Scott, but Patrick dont pull on the geezy content this time.

The nobles around him were bloody drawn to Patrick's interrogation.

Women and children cry, lose their minds and leak.

The troubled aristocracy turned out to be adult, but Patrick's feelings were in a hurry.

Hurry, push the aristocracy into the carriage, speed up the carriage, and run eight armies hitting for the king's capital.

"You have to make it!

Words leak out of Patrick's mouth.