Originally, in his opinion, there should be no problem with these two people joining forces to sweep Franx South.

But I never expected that the magician would be killed so easily, and the Paladin seemed to be far less powerful than he thought. It made a bodyguard under Hyde beat him without any room to fight back. I'm afraid he would not even be able to protect himself.

Earl Matil had to start thinking about his funeral.

And the young man was also uneasy.

He absolutely did not expect the situation to worsen to this point.

Jeter died, and died so meaninglessly, and so worthless.

In fact, the whole thing had nothing to do with me.

He is responsible for a heavy responsibility, an important task that absolutely does not allow failure.

For this mission, the Duke not only handed over the most elite knight team in his hand to him for command, but also sent Jeter, the magician, to help him.

But now, the mission has failed before it has been carried out.

Without Jett, he and his knights had no hope of victory at all.

Because there is a magician guarding his target.

To deal with magicians, only magicians are used.

Now that Jet is dead, he has let down the Duke's trust.

And all this is just for something that has nothing to do with me.

A silent and painful cry came out from the young man's chest.

Endless regret burned in his heart, licking his heart, and devouring his soul.

He failed, completely failed.

His mission is over.

Perhaps this also means that his status in the Duke's mind has plummeted.

Perhaps this means that everything he has won for abandoning honor and friendship has turned into a bubble.

The young man was filled with regret. He should not interfere in this matter at all. The church was quiet, and no one spoke. Everything that happened just now was definitely something they could hardly see again in their lifetime.

A magician was killed in an instant. The person who killed the magician was also a magician. The method he used was not the kind that magicians often used.

Immediately afterwards, two top masters fought in front of everyone. Although this battle was so short, the lightning attack and defense made many people amazed.

These people are not laymen like Count Matille.

Earl Laiwei is one of them. Until now, he is more shocked than awe of Mr. Hyde.

Because although this Mr. Hyde is only a civilian nobleman, he is only a hereditary Lord.

However, there was a top master as powerful as a paladin hidden beside him. What kind of Lord is this? He is simply a king. Only the king can cultivate paladins, and only the king has paladin guards around him.

Earl Laiwei secretly felt glad in his heart: it was really the right choice not to stand opposite Mr. Hyde at the beginning.

"Earl Matil, you should now accept the challenge of duel for your despicable behavior."

Earl Fesnan broke the atmosphere of silence.

"Sir, you know, sir, there is something strange here. They have done things in secret, and they must have done things. Sir, you have to make the decision for me." Mathil begged to the young man.

"Matil, you should bear what you have done yourself. Since you have done such a thing that both humans and gods are angry, you have to pay the price for it." Some of the nobles shouted loudly.

The young man was always by the side without saying a word, and he was reluctant to interfere in this matter again. This idiot named Mathil had nothing to do with him whether he died or lived.

However, if you go back and report that you have encountered a killer who is less powerful than the Paladin, the Duke may not believe it. It is better to keep this idiot's life as a certificate.

The young man thought in his mind, not to mention that if he saved the life of this idiot, there are other people in the capital who would thank him, and it would be good to leave a way out.

Besides, if this idiot is allowed to be killed, then others will really think that they will not save their companions, and who will be willing to cooperate with them in the future, and who will be willing to take on their subordinates.

Thinking of this, the young man said coldly: "Everyone has seen everything just now. My assistant, Mr. Jett, died. He died quite unworthy. The heir of the lord, did not need to fire crossbow arrows and plot against Mr. Jett. From beginning to end, Mr. Jett did not have any malice. However, now people are dead. This is always the fact that Mr. Jett is a magician. You have killed a magician. I must report this to His Majesty the King, and the whole thing was caused by Mr. Martyr, who is the party involved, so Mr. Martyr must explain everything to His Majesty the King himself."

"Yes, I want to meet His Majesty the King, I want to report to His Majesty the King." Earl Mathil was obviously a little confused, and he talked nonsense.

"You are bullying people too much," another nobleman said loudly.

Hearing the young man say this, neither Earl Fesnan nor Earl Laiwei can help but feel worried. They are unwilling to really offend this young man and the forces behind him.

As for this guy, it doesn't matter whether he kills him or not. Anyway, since the Mathil family has done such a bad thing and is a despicable act of the Lord's family, they must have no status in Serth Fort.

As soon as Count Mathil left, they could immediately incite the nobles of Sethborough to completely drive out all the forces of the Mathborough from Sethborough.

"Everyone, let us forget these things that make everyone feel extremely indignant. We still have the most important things to complete. Leave the task of punishing sins to be completed in the future," said Mr. Hyde.

Hearing this, Earl Matil escaped from the cathedral without saying a word, and went straight to his carriage. Now, for him, leaving the city as soon as possible is the most important thing.

The young man said "good goodbye" coldly and left the cathedral without looking back. Naturally, he had a place he wanted to go.

"Now, everything has been clarified, let's vote in real terms. Time has been delayed for three full hours because of a despicable person, but in my opinion these three hours are extremely worth it. We have seen scenes that we have never seen in our lives. By the way, Mr. Hyde, how should we deal with this corpse?" asked Elder Mondie.

"The magician's things will be left to the magician to handle," said Mr. Hyde.

"Okay, Mr. Rebe, Mr. Rebe, will deal with these things while we are voting. I plan to call the ladies and ladies over here. They may not be suitable for seeing such a bloody scene." The elder turned his head and ordered, "Budy, Pace, you two follow Mr. Rebe and provide all his help. Dorad, go and tell the ladies and ladies over and call them to come in five minutes."

According to the elder's instructions, everyone went to do their own work.

Of course, Ribo knew why Mr. Hyde asked him to deal with this corpse. On the one hand, he was indeed the most reliable candidate, and on the other hand, he was nothing more than to take out the dead magician's pocket. As a thief, this was his duty.

Ruibo asked the two assistants to come to a secret room, and then started his work with relish. All the things he found and couldn't recognize were carefully classified into small pockets.

As for the corpse, he was thrown into a sack after he pulled out his whole body. Like all dead people, he could never use any items any more.

Decent burial is a waste for thieves.

Ruibo adheres to this principle.

When Ruibo finished all this and returned to the auditorium, the vote was already out.

Perhaps it was because of the huge deterrence of the shocking showdown just now, or perhaps it was because the actions of Count Matille made everyone dissatisfied, and Rebeau received an absolute amount of support. In fact, not only were there few votes against it, but there were not many abstentions.

After the vote is passed, the formal ceremony is made.
Chapter completed!