Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Early the next morning, on the outskirts of Jamose City, more than 700 warships of the Teton Kingdom's navy appeared within the sight of the Brela people.

On the command ship, looking at his former hometown, he felt nostalgia in his heart, but more importantly, he felt hatred.

A hundred years ago, he, Kingsley, who was dead, and Heroyang, who had his limbs chopped off, all three of them entered the Extraordinary Academy in Carmelose City in the same year.

If it weren't for his own funding, these two bastards would never have graduated from the Extraordinary Academy in Jamothic City, let alone joined the Navy's Second Fleet.

Recalling all the past events, he only felt ridiculous.

There is also the lofty Grand Duke of Brela. I, Clement, will destroy this country with my own hands and kill all the Brela family.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

Feeling the water droplets on his face, Clement stretched out his hand and touched it. The cold touch made him frown slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the sky. The originally clear sky had been shrouded in dark clouds at some point, and raindrops began to fall.

As time went by, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops fell on the sea, causing splashes of water.

The sea breeze howled, making the Teton Kingdom's military flag flutter, as if swearing its sovereignty to this land.

"General, the enemy has surrendered." An officer boarded the command ship, came to Clemente, and reported respectfully, with joy in his eyes.

"Surrender? Haha..."

Clement smiled disdainfully, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.

He would accept the surrender of Gamoshe City, but this did not mean that he would not raise the butcher's knife.

During the heavy rain, thousands of Teton naval soldiers landed at the port and quickly controlled important traffic arteries.

Hundreds of nobles stood in the rain, with fear and luck in their eyes.

This group of Tetons did not wave their swords as soon as they came up, which showed that General Fiona's suggestion was correct.

When the Yasir family was destroyed, the Grand Duke took away most of the wealth. Kingsley and Heroyang took part of the wealth, and the remaining slaves, manor, land and shops were divided among them.

Who would have thought that the remnants of the Yasir family, who had the chance to escape the pursuit, would lead their troops back to Jamothite City.

On the rock wall, Fiona crossed her arms and looked at Clement coming off the command ship, with a glint in her eyes.

The young man who was burdened with hatred returned to the original place and sounded the death bell for the Grand Duchy of Brela, which had existed for thousands of years.

The Grand Duchy of Brela fell six times and recovered six times.

However, this time the situation is different from the past. The Grand Duchy of Brela... will cease to exist, and the former glory of the Brela family will completely dissipate.

The guard captain holding the umbrella asked: "Master, aren't you going down?"

"I won't go," Fiona replied, "I said I won't participate in the war of faith, so I won't participate anymore."

"After the Grand Duchy of Brela is destroyed, I want to visit that old guy's hometown and meet my friends by the way. I don't know if they have been buried in this war."

Hearing the master's emotion, the guard captain opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing more and silently held up his umbrella.

On the dock, Clement stepped on the bluestone and looked around. Although the layout of the dock had changed a lot, he could still see some traces of the past.

Among the group of white-haired Teton officers, Clement's red hair was particularly dazzling. Even though the rain blocked his sight, many nobles in the city of Gamothy recognized his identity.

"Clay... General Clement, welcome..."

Before the old immortal noble in front of him could finish speaking, Clement interrupted him expressionlessly, pointed at the more than 60 people tied up beside him, and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, how did you think of it?" Arrest all Kingsley’s relatives.”

The leading noble did not dare to neglect, and replied carefully: "Return to the general, this is Lady Fiona's idea."

Hearing that it was Fiona's suggestion, Clement was silent for a moment.

The scene fell into silence, and the nobles present wiped the water stains on their foreheads.

After a long time, Clement waved his hand to find an officer and ordered: "Take these people down, chop them into pieces, and throw them into the sea to feed the monsters."

"Yes, General."

The officer replied loudly, making the nobles present turn pale with fright, and the timid ones even knelt down on the ground.

More than a hundred naval soldiers stepped forward, took Kingsley's relatives to the beach, pulled their limbs apart, and then chopped them with the tomahawks they carried.

Amid the horrific screams, Clement laughed heartily.

On the rock wall, Fiona looked at Clement, who was acting like a madman, and said calmly: "Do you think Kingsley will regret his decision if he knows the fate of his relatives today?"

"Master, I think it should...should..."

"I know you want to say no, but my answer is also the same." Fiona turned to look at the guard captain and said, "Power is fascinating, whether it is Kingsley or Shiloh Yang, even if they know that they In the end, he will choose to betray this brotherhood without hesitation."

"In fact, I was also an accomplice in the death of the two of them."

"But right or wrong doesn't matter, what do you think?"

The guard captain hesitated for a moment and then replied: "Master, I think you are right."

"Hahaha, you have your answer, and I have mine. There is no need to agree with me like this." Fiona heard the thunder in the distance and smiled.

"Yes, Master."

As the sixty-three Kingsley relatives were chopped into pieces, Clement also stopped smiling, turned to look at the frightened nobles, and said in a cold voice: "For the sake of Lady Fiona, For my sake, I will pay back ten times what I ate from the Yasir family. If you can’t get it out, don’t blame me.”

"Thank you for your kindness, General Clement."

The leading nobleman, as if he had been pardoned, knelt on the ground and asked for Clement's shoes, thanking him for his forgiveness.

Upon seeing this, the other nobles knelt on the ground, bowed their heads in salute, and at the same time celebrated their escape from death. The whole family almost had to take a dip in the River Styx.

As for the Kingdom of the Beast God, they believed that they were not qualified to go there.

After dealing with this group of nobles, Clement led his army into the city.

As the rain hit the bluestone, listening to the echo, Clemente thought of the time he spent with his family, which was more than fifty years ago.

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