Phoenix Grand Lord

The shock wave and the noise from the truth grenade blasting through the fence woke Fairlove Kidman up from his sleep.

The bald Mediterranean lord, who was over fifty years old, hurriedly pushed away the little servant in his arms and climbed up from the big bed.

The cotton nightgown on my body had been soaked with cold sweat without me noticing.

"What's going on! Captain of the guards! Captain of the guards! You're fed by maggots!"

The shouting and screaming outside the window made the whole mansion buzz. Through the window glass, Fairlove saw the blazing fire near the manor's watchtower.

"Master! It's bad!"

The captain of the guards broke open the door, the panic on his face was even stronger than Lord Fairlove's, "Oh no! The Curse Cultists are breaking in!"

His mail was only half on, and his legs were completely bare.

He was supposed to be on duty in the mansion tonight, but judging from his appearance, he was not on duty at all, but sleeping.

In fact, if Fairlove had looked deeper, he would have discovered that there was no sleeping room for the captain of the guards in the mansion, only bedrooms for his two daughters and his wife.

If the captain of the guards really wanted to take a nap and be lazy, he didn't need to take off his pants.

This means that the bare-legged Level 2 Knight Guard Captain was either sleeping with Fairlaf's daughters or Fairlaf's wife.

But Fairlove had no time to think about these things deeply, and even if he thought about them, now was not the time to act out.

Fairlove ran barefoot to the terrace, and the sight before him made him shudder:

Not only was the watchtower burned, but the barracks was also engulfed in flames, and most of his lord's soldiers were either killed or perished in the flames.

He saw that the "Curse Cultists" wearing sackcloth were advancing in a three-by-three formation. The scattered lords' soldiers and serfs' soldiers could not form an effective line of defense at all. They were shot or hacked to death as soon as they came into contact with the "Curse Cultists".

The streets of the manor were occupied by "Cursed Cultists" wearing linen shorts. These Cursed Cultists looked more well-trained than his lord's soldiers.

In just a few minutes, most of his estate was captured without any resistance.

Fairlove's hands and feet felt cold, and the muscles on his face twitched. "Where on earth did this peasant guard come from? Quickly gather all the heavily armed guards you can, and use the gate of the mansion as a defense line to resist.

I'll send an emergency raven message for help!"

"Yes, sir!"

The Level 2 Knight Guard Captain pulled up his trousers, turned around and ran out.

Fairlove calmly found a pen and paper and quickly wrote a letter asking for help.

After finishing writing, Fairlove threw out three magic raven coins to summon an emergency raven. The raven made a whooshing sound and disappeared with the letter in its mouth in a way that distorted time and space.

Soon, the surrounding estates would receive his urgent requests for help.

However, considering the reaction and assembly capabilities of the local manors, it would take at least an hour for support to arrive.

Fairlove must guard the gate of the mansion for an hour. As long as he can defend the mansion for an hour, reinforcements will arrive and those cursed believers will scatter.

Fairlove then turned to the frightened little servant on the bed and shouted, "What are you still standing there for! Help me put on my armor!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, the remaining soldiers of the Fern Valley Lord in the barracks had been almost slaughtered.

The serf soldiers from Fern Valley Manor did not dare to show up.

In just a few minutes, the entire Fern Valley Manor was basically under Lowe's control.

The Red Rose Lord's soldiers were still guarding the main roads, while the bell-ringing troops began to gather and attack in the direction of the mansion.

The twenty heavily-armored guards of Fern Valley Manor all retreated to the oak gate of the mansion, using the oak gate and the iron tower shields in their hands as support to build the last line of defense.

At this time, Luo Wei led several Red Rose Lord soldiers into the dungeon of Fern Valley Manor.

Two guards rushed out of the dungeon, ambushed and attacked with spears in their hands, and stabbed at Luo Wei with shouts.

Luo Wei was not panicked at all, and didn't even try to dodge.

When the two spears were about to pierce Rowe, Rowe's phoenix consciousness condensed on the Ring of Flor on his finger. The next moment, Rowe's figure turned into a ball of phoenix-shaped ash and passed through the gap between the two spears. When he condensed back into human form, he appeared behind the guard.

The two guards were stunned!

This is... a miracle?!

Before they could turn around, the Red Rose Lord soldiers brought by Luo Wei rushed forward and chopped the two spear guards into meat paste with their swords.

Without even looking back, Rowe walked down the dungeon steps.

How can I describe how handsome he is!

The Red Rose Lord's soldiers who followed Luo Wei all bowed down in admiration for this lord of lords.

Aside from the two guards who had just ambushed and raided the place, there were no other enemies in the dungeon.

The dungeon was filled with all kinds of torture instruments, and the cells were filled with a stale, sour smell.

There were seven or eight people locked up in a large cell. When Luo Wei appeared through the dark corridor, these people knelt down excitedly, shouting "Long live the master".

These people were naturally all from Merrill Valley. Among them were several coachmen transporting food and fodder, and several were slaves of the Bell Ringing Army.

Only his own people could recognize the masked Luo Wei at a glance.

These bell-ringing serfs were seriously injured, and it was obvious that they had fought hard.

Luo Wei immediately signaled the Red Rose Lord soldiers behind him to cut the chains of the cage and rescue the injured people.

"You have all suffered—what about my maester?"

As soon as Luo Wei opened his mouth to ask, an excited and hoarse voice came from the end of the dark corridor of the cell: "Here! Master! I'm here! Wuuwuming! Dear master, I knew you would come to save me!"

Luo Wei immediately walked through the dungeon corridor and went to the cell at the end.

I saw that the old scholar Durdi was hung in the air by two chains, with nothing on his body.

Although the guards of Fern Valley Manor did not whip Durdy, stripping and humiliating an old scholar in his seventies who valued respectability was itself a form of mental torture.

Durdi burst into tears: "Master, they asked about the situation in Meilin Valley, but I didn't say anything! I didn't say anything! Because we all have faith! Master, you are our faith!"

Luo Wei wanted to tease Durdi, but after hearing Durdi's words, he immediately nodded solemnly, "You did a good job, my bachelor. Don't worry, I will make them pay with their lives for the humiliation they inflicted on you."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you!"

The Red Rose Lord's soldiers hurriedly rescued the old scholar.

Rowe untied his animal skin and put it on Durdi with his own hands.

Durdi cried bitterly with gratitude.

Loyal ministers must be re-employed!

Luo Wei took out some recovery potions and magic jerky from the golden magic bag and asked Durdi and others to share them so that they could recover their strength.

After settling Durdi and others, Luo Wei led the Red Rose Lord's soldiers out of the dungeon and headed towards the mansion. At this time, the battle at the oak gate of the mansion was still in a stalemate.

The oak door was quite heavy, and with the full resistance of the 20 heavily armored guards inside, the 10 bell-ringing soldiers were unable to break through it for a while.

Luo Wei rode his horse to the front of the mansion and without saying a word, he threw a demigod-level truth grenade directly at the door of the mansion.

boom!

The huge shock wave of the Phoenix Force instantly blew the heavy oak door into powder! The entire mansion shook violently!

The heavily-armored guards who were defending the gate with tower shields were all blown away by the powerful shock wave, and they were spitting blood!

The last line of defense of Fern Valley Manor was broken so simply and brutally!

"Hold on! Hold on for me—"

The captain of the guards of the Level 2 Awakened Knight barely managed to stand up and roared loudly.

But before he could stand firm, Rui Wenzhi rushed in and cut the captain of the guards' throat with a shadow attack, cleanly and neatly.

The captain of the guards dropped his weapon, covered his bleeding throat with a look of despair, made an unwilling sound in his throat, then knelt on the ground and died.

After being blown over by the Demigod's Truth Grenade, the other heavily armored guards had no power to resist at all. The bell-ringing soldiers rushed into the mansion shouting and killed all the heavily armored guards one by one.

The originally tense battle ended in an overwhelming manner in an instant after Luo Wei intervened.

Every bell ringer worships their master immensely.

Luo Wei said coldly: "Search this place thoroughly and don't let Fairlove and his relatives escape."

"Yes, sir!"

The bell-ringing troops immediately took action.

Ruiwenzhi took the lead and rushed straight to the lord's bedroom.

When Rui Wenzhi kicked open the locked door, there was only a shivering fair-skinned little male servant in the room.

Rivendge put the dagger to the little servant's neck. "Tell me, where is Fairlove?"

The little servant said in a trembling voice: "I, I, I don't know——"

As he spoke, the little servant stole a glance towards the tapestry on the wall.

Rui Wenzhi immediately understood the trick, and then he raised his knife and killed the little servant, then went straight to the mural.

The tapestry was obviously hung half an inch askew, and it was obvious that it had been moved in a hurry.

Rui Wenzhi immediately lifted the tapestry, and found a secret passage behind it.

Rui Wenzhi immediately went in and walked down the stairs.

At the end of the stairs was a bronze lock, but that was no problem for Rui Wenzhi.

Rui Wenzhi quickly displayed his lock-unlocking skills, and the bronze lock fell.

After opening the door to the secret passage, Rui Wenzhi came to a spacious secret room.

This is the treasure room of Fern Valley Manor.

Before Ruiwenzhi could see the structure of the secret room clearly with the dim light of firefly magic, Fairlove rushed out from the dark corner and jumped and slashed with his two-handed heavy sword!

Fairlaf is a level 3 knight, while Rivenzhi is only a level 2 assassin. In a head-on combat, it is difficult for Rivenzhi to parry and block. What's more, once the assassin is attacked by the opponent first, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, Ruiwenzhi rolled over on the spot and, with a not-so-pretty posture, barely avoided Fairlove's heavy sword jump and slash.

boom!

The force of Fairlove's sword left a half-foot deep groove on the wall of the secret room! The whole secret room was shaking.

"You despicable peasants! Who the hell are you?" Fairlove roared and questioned, while continuing to hack and slash at Ruiwenzhi with all his strength.

Ruiwenzhi was suppressed by the heavy sword and had no way to escape. He then grabbed a handful of gold coins from the ground and threw them at Fairlaf's face.

Fairlove was hit by the gold coin, and his attacking movement was slowed down by a beat.

Rui Wenzhi took the opportunity to roll again and escape from the dangerous corner area.

Immediately afterwards, Rui Wenzhi had a dagger in his hand - a dagger in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand. The two poisoned weapons drew green arcs of light under the light of the torch.

Fairlove smiled, "So he's a despicable little assassin."

Ruiwenzhi is only 15 years old, no wonder Fairlove looks so disdainful.

Fairlaf's heavy sword chopped down with a sound of breaking through the air, and the wind-like magical power wrapped around the sword edge shattered the stone slabs on the ground.

Rui Wenzhi, however, floated away from the sword like a willow leaf, and the dagger pecked at the gap between the opponent's armpit armor and stomach like a poisonous snake.

"clang!"

Sparks flew in.

Although Fairlaf's Wind Sword is heavy, its reaction speed is not slow at all.

Rivenzhi's successive armor-piercing attacks were all blocked by Fairlaf's incredible retreat speed of the heavy sword.

On the contrary, Ruiwenzhi's hands felt numb, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword every time he was blocked.

After blocking Rivenzhi's armor-piercing attack for the fifth time, Fairlove turned around and swept across, and the magical power rolled up by the blade formed a blade storm!

Rui Wenzhi had to use the Wind Step to retreat quickly, and use the two poisonous blades to weave a dense net in front of him to protect himself.

"What a dodgeable rat!" Fairlove's heavy boots crushed the ground, and he charged forward like a battering ram.

His swordsmanship suddenly changed from violent to precise, and seven consecutive sword beams blocked almost all evasive angles in an instant.

Ruiwenzhi's masked coin suddenly seeped blood.

He barely blocked two vertical sword strikes with his double-edged blades, but the third sword strike cut through the leather armor on his left shoulder.

Rui Wenzhi quickly kicked the money jar on the ground, turning the full jar of silver coins into a sky full of silver light!

While Fairlaf's attack was slightly slowed down, Ruiwenzhi's figure disappeared out of thin air!

Fairlaf did not dare to be negligent at all and kept swinging the heavy sword around him.

However, Ruiwenzhi's figure always remains hidden in the shadows.

"Come out! Rat! Coward! If you have the guts, don't hide and fight me squarely!"

Fairlove swung his heavy sword wildly and kept cursing.

As a level 3 knight, Fairlove's strength is definitely enough, but he has not fought or trained for many years.

Every night, his body was drained by the little boy servant. After such a desperate fight, Fairlaf was already showing signs of exhaustion.

As Fairlaf's defensive sword swinging speed slowed down a little, Ruiwenzhi suddenly shot out from the shadow corner like a sharp arrow, and the dagger in his hand pierced Fairlaf's throat!

Fairlaf cried out in surprise and quickly blocked with the broad blade of his heavy sword.

However, the dagger in Ruiwenzhi's left hand is just a supplementary attack, and the short sword in his right hand is the real real stab.