I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Woolley doesn't mind responding to violence with violence, because in an era when you don't kill someone else will kill you, being soft on your enemies is tantamount to helping your opponent stick a sharp knife into your throat.

In his previous memory, Woolley had been trained and proficient in any known form of combat, but what he didn't like most was long-range sniping, and he liked hand-to-hand combat the most—the adrenaline-pumping style of combat.

This way is also the most painful way to take revenge.

The seven murderers were "woken up" one by one, and then, accompanied by the sword and crossbow machine, they came to the courtyard, and the two sleeping girls who didn't know where they were recruited were simply knocked out by the Daishan boy.

Although Kakun slept on the first floor, he was the last to come to the courtyard, because he was the one who was too injured to sleep, and he was carried out.

At some point, three torches were planted in the courtyard, and in the light of the fire, Kakun saw the rest of his six companions, the four Daishan boys, and Woolley.

When they saw the clothes on Woolly and the others, these seven people understood everything.

The four crossbow machines were aimed at the seven people from three directions, so no one dared to squeak, they had all seen the power of this crossbow machine, and they all knew that a person wearing such a costume was no different from a killing god.

"I didn't expect you to come so quickly. Kakun said vaguely, and one of his companions shouted - "Kill if you want to, we are all singles anyway, it doesn't matter!"

"Not convinced?" Woolley frowned and took a step forward.

"Hmph. Someone answered him with a cold snort.

"Think my methods are too inferior?" Woolley took another step, "I think I'm too noble compared to what you're doing." "

We're just doing what we're told, and we're capable, and you're going to find someone on top of you to vent your anger!" said someone, who clearly didn't want to die, and besides, he still had a grudge.

"Of course, you're looking for it, but you'll have to settle your side first. Woolley took the third step and stood right in the middle of the courtyard.

Seeing him like this, the four Daishan teenagers all became worried, what Wu Lai was standing now was in a very dangerous position - the six murderers around him happened to form a fan-shaped encirclement around him, once the outbreak broke out, Wu Lai would be encircled in an instant.

"Give them back their weapons!" Wu Lai's words suddenly stunned Kakun and the others.

"Yes. Although the four Daishan teenagers all hesitated, they also immediately separated two of them to go to the corner of the courtyard to bring the captured weapons-"The young master's words and any orders must be followed immediately, and it is absolutely not allowed to ask the reason, let alone doubt. Vulture and Puya had imprinted this phrase into their souls.

Soon, the seven swords and hammers that were thrown on the ground were picked up, and even Kakun, who was lying crookedly on the steps, was stuffed with a long dagger by his companion.

Wu Lai slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, holding a thin sword in his right hand and a short dagger in his left hand, his feet parted, and he was ready to concentrate: "Come, let me give you the glory of dying in battle, soldiers."

Kakun was stunned, and after thinking about it, he sighed heavily in his heart, since the other party could come to the door so quickly, how could he not know the identity of these people.

Kakun's six companions didn't have time to think about it, but pounced on it in unison, swords or stabs, hammers or sweeps or smashes ......

When they moved, Woolley also moved, not back, but forward, facing the slashing of the sword and hammer.

His speed was so fast that the six of them were astonishing, and his figure was actually dragged out of an afterimage under the cover of the firelight, and instantly inserted between the two murderers, and at the same time, the sword light as dazzling as fire exploded.

"Snort", the tip of the sword slashed through the neck of the murderer on the right.

"Poof", the short dagger cut through the left intercostal space of the murderer on the left, reaching the heart.

With a successful blow, Wu Lai twisted his waist and changed his steps, his body turned, and the thin sword in his right hand was handed forward, submerging into the temple of a murderer, his left wrist flipped over, and the right wrist of a hammer was wrapped around fiercely, and in the scream, the hammer fell to the ground, and the hammer wielder staggered to the ground holding his almost completely severed right wrist.

Wu Lai's body moved again, the thin sword slashed obliquely, and in the "sonorous" exchange sound, a long sword that swung and attacked was swung away, Wu Lai shook his wrist with the momentum, and the tip of the sword was sent, and the thin sword went straight through the man's throat, protruding from the elbow behind the neck.

When the wind behind him sounded, it was too late to draw his sword and stab back, Woolley decisively abandoned his sword and pounced, just after he took a step, a heavy hammer swept his cloak, this time it was obviously extremely dangerous, if Woolley was a little slower or the hammer was a little faster, the back of Woolley's head would definitely be smashed to pieces......

The cloak was hit with a hammer, and Woolley's forward body was not only dragged to a sharp stop, but also the center of gravity was dragged to the left...... Just as the four Daishan teenagers were about to pull the trigger and shoot the hammer-wielding murderer, Wu Lai's left wrist flipped around again, quickly cut off the cloak, turned around and took a step back, and with another shake of his left hand, the dagger shot out ......

With a "poof", the hammer bearer threw the hammer over his face—the dagger hit him in the right eye, and in an instant, blood flowed from between his fingers.

Now that it was garbage time for the battle, Woolley didn't mind showing off his skills, so he immediately jumped up, spun his leg in the air and gave him a beautiful roundhouse kick, and the dagger was "given a ride" ......on the ball of his forefoot

"Handsome, right, if you want to learn, I'll take the time to teach you tomorrow night. Woolley said to the four Daishan teenagers as he picked up his cloak.

"It's so handsome!" The four Daishan teenagers were surprised and delighted at this time, surprised that they had trained for so long, thinking that they could be regarded as a master, and today when they saw Young Master Wu Lai's skills, they knew that they were still far behind, and they were happy that Young Master Wu Lai actually offered to teach them.

Woolley patted the dust off his cloak and walked over to Kakun.

"You're the only one left. Woolley said.

"I know. Kakun nodded, and all six of his companions had been killed in less than three breaths, and he had no hope of being spared.

"Pick up your dagger, I don't like to kill cowards. Woolley said.

Kakun nodded again, and while grabbing the dagger, he said, "Can I ask you something?"

Woolley bowed slightly, and he was willing to give him some respect for Kakun's calm attitude.

"I still have wives and children at home, and they will have nothing to rely on when I die, so please pass this on to them, okay?" Kakun pulled a palm-sized leather bag from his back with great difficulty, and handed it to Woolly tremblingly.

Woolley didn't answer: "What's inside?" "

There are more than thirty gold coins and a gem. Kakun's face was full of pleading, "They are very pitiful, they have been with me for so long, they have suffered a lot, and the children are still very young."

"Tell me the address, and I'll take care of delivering it to you." Woolley nodded.

"Thank you, thank you. Kakun's eyes lit up, and he thanked him as he struggled to pass the bag to Woolley, and by the time he had done so, beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

"I'm coming on my own, thank you, thank you. Kakun said as he pressed the dagger to his neck, and Woolley frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around.

Kakun's left hand moved violently, and a huge blood groove suddenly appeared on his neck, and blood gushed out.

"Thank you......" Kakun struggled to glance at Woolley's back again, his body twitching involuntarily and getting chills ......

......

George was furious, for he felt a deep humiliation—yesterday, without even a single notice, the Duncans had arranged for the Henry family to be killed, killing more than thirty of them, causing a storm in the city, and then, Woolleylindo had killed seven more people in the city, playing with the fire, and the two sides had apparently not taken him, the Consulate of Lincington, into account when they had made such a fuss.

What makes him most helpless is that he clearly knows who did the thing, but he can't make any moves against these two parties, the Duncan family is his backstage, and he has no direct evidence on Woolly Grindor's side, so even if the humiliation is unbearable, he can only endure it, besides, today is not a suitable day for anger, because Kevin actually took the initiative to participate in the meeting, although he kept saying that he was just an observer, but the meaning of the supervision was obvious, so he still focused on Woolly Grindor's governing review。

To put it in detail, the ruling review is just a name, it is more like a face-to-face debate - the meeting party asks about some of the consuls' practices in the process of governing, and the consuls answer, of course, they will also selectively pick some accusations against the consul for questioning, and the consul also has the right to defend himself in public, and the final result will be judged by all the members of the meeting, such as Woolleglindo "airborne" If it is "self-selected" by the council, the council of the nobles of the city-state of Lenvington will report the deliberations in writing to the Supreme Council, and if it is "self-selected" by the council, if it is judged by the council to be seriously derelict in its duties, the nine achievements will be removed on the spot.

In Woolley's view, it was an accountability, and he knew he would be George's first target.

"Shoot me. Woolley glanced at George, who was seated on the main stage, and muttered to himself.

At the same time, Kevin casually glanced at Woolley......

When the bell rang, George stood up with a smile, first bowed respectfully to Kevin, and then turned his face to everyone: "Members of the Council of Nobles of the City-States of Lunvington, let us welcome the honorable Lord Kevin, the second seat of the Supreme Council of the Assyrian Nobles, with warm applause. The

applause rang out, as enthusiastic as George expected, and Kevin felt very useful......

When the applause weakened, George raised his voice and continued: "Lord Kevin's presence is enough to see the importance and concern of the Supreme Council to Levington......" "

The special envoy of the Supreme Council has arrived!" A loud voice suddenly interrupted George, and everyone followed the sound to look around, only to see twelve sergeants in leather armor and tasseled helmets holding honor guard flags and striding in.

When he saw who it was, a smile crossed Woolley's eyes.

There was a commotion in the venue, because the people who came were somewhat unfamiliar to them.

"Why is he here?" said Kevin, frowning.

"Master Kevin, I'm going to greet you. George said that the guard of honor had just shouted "The special envoy of the Supreme Council has arrived", and as a rule, he, the Consul of Lincington, had to lead a team to greet him, even if he could make a special event at this time, but he could not lose his courtesy.

"Well, go ahead. Kevin waved his hand, a trace of doubt in his heart, and couldn't help but guess.

Kevin was the second seat, and no matter who the special envoy of the Supreme Council was, it was impossible to be bigger than him, so he couldn't move, but the others on the main stage didn't dare to do this, so Hula followed behind George, and Kevin was left alone on the main stage, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

At the same time, all the participants in the venue also stood up to greet them.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to come, honorable Vice President Ibbe, no, it should be Envoy Ibbe. "George and Ibbe are still familiar with each other, and Ibbe is an envoy at this time, so where would he be stingy with his enthusiasm.

"Look at what you said, I've been here for a long time, and I've never been able to make it, but luckily, I volunteered this time when Connor's chief was choosing an envoy. Ibbe said with a smile.

"We'll have to get drunk together a few times anyway. George laughed, and the topic suddenly changed, "I don't know if the envoy is here this time, there

is something important to ......" "Where is something important, it's just one or two small things, don't worry, it will only add to the icing on the cake for Lincington." Ibbe glanced at the venue and smiled, "Kevin's seat is also there, just right, I'll also sit in on one, how about it?"

"Of course you're welcome." George said with a smile, but he muttered in his heart, the Supreme Council will send a special envoy to Lenvington once or twice a year to go through the motions, nothing more than to show leadership, the person who serves as a special envoy has always been selected from idle members, as the vice president of the Civic College, Ibbe suddenly came to join in the fun, obviously a little abnormal.

"Thank you, then, I'll go and say hello to the second lord first. Ibbe smiled and nodded, and walked towards Kevin.

The small episode of the envoy's sudden arrival quickly passed, and after glancing at Kevin and Ibbe, who were whispering and laughing, George cleared his throat and raised his voice: "Now, the town consul will start to deliberate, and the first one to accept everyone's deliberation will be Woolly Glindo, the consul of Salt Marsh Town!"

George's announcement immediately caused some small commotion in the venue, the practice in previous years, the deliberations were in order from near to far, why did it make the opposite this year? Salt marsh is on the edge of London.

"Salt Marsh Archon Woolledlindo, please come to the front. The messenger shouted.

Woolley stood up with a smile, his eyes swept to the main stage intentionally or unintentionally, just in time to make contact with Ibbe's gaze, and immediately, the corners of Ibbe's mouth curled slightly.

Okay, you old boy, you didn't know me when you arrived yesterday, and I was scared of my liver, in case I was careless and cleaned up by George's gang, see how embarrassed you are to see me?

After Woolley stood at the defense stand, George took the review paper handed by the attendant, turned the first page, glanced at it a few times, and raised his voice: "Woolley Grindo, I now ask you the following question with the right granted by the Supreme Council of Assyrian Nobles......

" Sadly, George's words were interrupted again—"The Temple Envoy has arrived!" Another loud voice echoed throughout the room.