Reckless Through The New World

Shortly after lunch, the military meeting was held again.

But this time, the situation was obviously different. There were more than a dozen fully-armed knights at the door of the conference room, and each of them was murderous. I don't know why.

There are no fools or rookies who are qualified to participate in the military conference. Seeing this battle, many people feel a little uneasy. They whispered, talked with friends, and then made some private agreements... In the noble circle, loyalty is always limited, and those who insist on loyalty in the face of death threats are very few wherever they are.

Naturally, there was no requirement for disarming the weapon in the conference room, and many participants put their hands on the weapon subconsciously so that they could draw the weapon at any time.

They don't know who they will fight at that time, but in order to protect themselves, it doesn't matter who they fight.

Soon, the meeting began.

The one who presided over the meeting was still the Marquis of Trensou, and the first sentence he said was "Please speak to the Duke."

Everyone's heart is tight - if there is no major event, generally speaking, in this kind of meeting, the Duke will only make a concluding speech at the end.

If he needs to speak in advance, something must have happened!

The Duke stood up, swept his gaze across the audience, and sighed softly in his heart.

"As the top executive of the Molai Commercial Federation, there is absolutely no reason for me to surrender Thrace." He said slowly, "There are only five dukes in the entire Molai. If even the five of us have surrendered, If you don't come to this country, you're done."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the Marquis of Trensou.

The Marquis of Trensou nodded, walked up, and announced loudly: "From now on, anyone who discusses the issue of surrender will be regarded as treason!"

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone held their breath, not even daring to let out the atmosphere.

Treason is one of the most serious crimes. If you get involved with this crime, not only will you die, but the entire family will be unlucky. It is mildly downgraded, seriously deprived of territory, and in the most serious case, there will even be a disaster!

The Marquis of Trensou swept the audience with cold and stern eyes, and then stared at Uniro.

He didn't say anything, but Yunero already understood what he meant.

With a sigh, Yunero stood up.

"It seems that the group of people outside the door are prepared for me, right?" he asked.

The Marquis of Trensou did not answer, but the knights in full armor were walking towards him. They drew their swords one by one. The swords reflected the afternoon sun, and the cold light flickered.

"I'm so stupid." Yunero sighed again, then smiled, "But you guys aren't smart either."

With that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

The guards immediately closed the door of the conference room, and the sound of fighting, the sound of weapons colliding, the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood, and the screams of dying... mingled.

The attendees looked at each other and saw sympathy, regret and chill in each other's eyes.

Everyone could see that Yuneruo's suggestion in the morning was purely out of loyalty, and there was absolutely no intention of treason.

For the nobles, protecting the interests of their family is far more important than being loyal to the country. Yunero just followed the moral common sense of the noble circle. Although many people objected to his statement, even those who were the most violent and even attacked him with words like "traitor" did not really think that he had even a little bit of traitorous thoughts.

joke! A warrior who led a small number of elites to fight alone behind the enemy, said he was a traitor? Friend, is there something wrong with your brain?

But the Marquis of Trensou still charged him with such a crime, and he didn't even give him a chance to judge, and directly killed him.

How can people not be sympathetic to this kind of thing? How can you not regret? How can you not be chilled!

But even so, no one spoke good words for Yunero.

After all, he's just a newly promoted lower-level noble, and he's not from Molai, even... he's not even a human, just a lizard man.

Who would offend the Duke for a baseless lizardman?

Although the Duke did not personally order it, everyone could understand that it was not the Marquis of Trensou who wanted to kill Yuneruo, but the Duke of Norma himself!

At this time, everyone remembered the smile and sigh of Yunero just before going out.

As a lizard man, he is very ugly, and whenever he looks, his face is hideous, which makes people shudder.

But at that moment, looking at his smile, everyone only felt sadness and pain, as well as deep resentment.

Believing and seeing doubts, being loyal but being slandered, can there be no resentment?

The sound of fighting outside the door gradually subsided, and the last heavy footsteps came to the door and knocked gently on the door.

No one opened the door, but there were messy and hurried footsteps from a distance, and officers were giving orders to prepare for battle.

A somewhat hoarse voice sighed long, then said, "You'll regret it."

After speaking, the sound of heavy footsteps gradually drifted away, and soon after, the sound of fighting resumed and became a mess.

Everyone was astonished—the one who just spoke was Yuneruo!

This ugly lizardman, facing a dozen well-armed knights alone, won the battle!

After being shocked, they couldn't help but sigh deeply in their hearts.

Such a loyal and brave man, how could he end up like this!

I don't know how many pairs of eyes looked at Duke Norma. Although no one spoke, the venue was silent, but an invisible pressure fell on him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

At this moment, his heart was a little frightened and full of regret.

It is unimaginable that Yuneruo can actually fight back in a one-on-one situation!

The reality is not the heroic story of the bard. In the face of fully armed knights, if a person can fight three or four, he is already a great warrior. Being able to face the siege of more than a dozen knights and kill them with only a saber in the absolute disadvantage of not wearing armor and heavy weapons, Yuneruo's bravery is simply astounding!

However, such a warrior was lost just like that.

If he died on the battlefield, Duke Norma would not be particularly remorseful, but he died by the sword of his own people, and died of faithful advice...

Duke Norma can imagine how bad his reputation will be when this story spreads.

He couldn't help sighing and shook his head, even though he knew he should be tougher at this time.

The Marquis of Trensou frowned and was about to speak, but Duke Norma shook his head at him and stopped him.

As an old friend, Duke Norma knew what he was going to say, and it was nothing more than accuse Yunero of more charges—that was meaningless, meaningless at all.

How can a lie told with your mouth cover up the truth recorded with blood?

Doing such a thing, being ridiculed by others, and being looked down upon by future generations, is inevitable. This is the price they deserve to pay, and this is the sin they must bear.

(Maybe... from now on, there will be no volunteers to help me...)

Duke Norma listened to the sound of fighting outside gradually subsided, lowered his head and sat down, sighing deeply.