The bandit's lair had already descended into chaos. Battles were happening in every corner of the lair.
In a corner.
"Go to hell! You traitor! "
A bandit with a beard roared and pounced on Ronnie. It was Barker's deputy, the deputy leader of the bandits. He believed that Emyr appeared here because Ronnie had betrayed them.
"Deputy leader, please spare me! It really wasn't me! "
Seeing that there was no one around, Ronnie dropped to his knees. "It's all because of that new Feudal Lord, that guy called Emyr. He just arrived, and he wants to exterminate the bandits. Moreover, he wants to lead the team himself. I had no choice!"
"No choice? What a good 'no choice'! "
The deputy leader's longsword was on Ronnie's neck. He grinned and said, "Because you had no choice, you betrayed us, right?"
"It really wasn't like that! Lord Hogg and Lord Buck were so good to me. How could I betray them! "
Ronnie cried out loudly. His expression didn't seem to be fake. The bearded man was also stunned.
The next moment, Ronnie suddenly rushed forward and stabbed a sharp dagger into the deputy leader's heart.
"You, you —"
"It doesn't matter whether I betrayed them or not, right?"
Ronnie revealed a sinister smile. "The important thing is that Hogg is dead. He's no longer the lord. It's time for a change in Ellington."
The dagger was pulled out. There wasn't a drop of blood on it.
Ronnie whistled. This Glimmer grade enchanted dagger was given to him by Buck. Its enchanted attribute was armor penetration. It was best used for close-range assassination.
The deputy leader fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open as he stared at Ronnie. He died with his eyes wide open.
Outside, the battle was still going on. There were screams every moment.
At this moment, Ronnie saw Emyr standing there and supervising the battle. He was furious.
Why should I work for him?
I'm the captain of the militia!
I call the shots here in Ellington!
Hogg at least tried to bribe me. This guy didn't even do anything. Is he looking down on me?
After seeing Emyr yesterday, Ronnie was very unhappy with him. Emyr looked like he was about the same age as Ronnie, so why was he able to become a feudal lord? Why was he able to make Elsa look at him in a different light?
It was just that his background was slightly better. If he was also a commoner, what could a piece of trash like him do?
If he wasn't a noble, Elsa wouldn't even look at him!
Yes!
He was definitely not as good as him!
Elsa was only interested in his noble status!
If he was also a noble …
If he was also a Lord …
The more Ronnie thought about it, the angrier he got, especially after Emyr stole his limelight yesterday. In the end, Elsa even acknowledged him and accepted his command.
Elsa is the woman I have my eyes on!
However …
The woman called Julie that Emyr brought with him was also very good …
Ronnie thought back and swallowed his saliva. He had never seen a real female noble before, so he could not resist Julie's natural noble aura.
If he was a feudal lord …
Elsa and Julie would both be his women …
Not only that, but all the other girls in the territory, wouldn't he be free to choose?
And that right to the first night that would make people jealous …
The more Ronnie thought about it, the faster his heart beat. The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled. He huffed and puffed, and for some reason, he remembered what Hogg had said before.
This was Ellington.
A vast but sparsely populated place that was so remote that even merchants were not willing to come here …
As long as the taxes were paid, the Royal Parliament did not even care who the feudal lord was …
An idea that he had had a long time ago gradually emerged from the depths of his mind, and it became more and more obvious, gradually occupying Ronnie's entire mind.
Kill him, and become the feudal lord!
As long as he became the feudal lord, he would definitely make Ellington richer.
He would also be able to give Elsa and Julie happiness.
Only when he became the feudal lord could he realize all of this.
The crime of killing Emyr?
As long as he became the feudal lord, wouldn't it be up to him to report it to the higher-ups?
Would there be anyone who dared to say anything bad about the feudal lord?
Even if the higher-ups sent a new feudal lord, it would probably be a few years later. Before that, Ellington was his world!
Most importantly, he could get Elsa and Julie!
Ronnie gasped for breath. He could almost see his glorious life after becoming the feudal lord, and Elsa and Julie looking at him with eyes full of worship.
Do it!
Ronnie gritted his teeth. Only by daring to take risks could he obtain treasures. The adventurer's principles were also applicable here!
Although he had thought so much, in fact, only a moment had passed. Emyr was still standing there, observing the battlefield around him, and it seemed that he had no intention of leaving.
Ronnie's eyes turned, and he carefully put away his dagger, then turned back and cut off the deputy leader's head.
Success or failure, it all depended on this one move.
"Sir Lord!"
Ronnie ran toward Emyr with the deputy leader's head in his hand, his face filled with ecstasy. "I killed their deputy leader!"
Emyr's lips curled up slightly. How could the incident in the corner escape his eyes? The deputy leader's words confirmed the news that Steward Hogg had divulged. This Ronnie really was in cahoots with them.
However, he really could do it. Did he kill the deputy chief just to surrender?
"Sir Lord!"
At this time, Ayesha also ran over quickly, her face full of anxiety as she shouted, "Uncle Depp just got some news from one of the bandits. One-eyed Buck is leading a large group of people to Ellington!"
Emyr was stunned. What a coincidence!
Elsa? Why is she here?!
Ronnie, who had already run to Emyr's side, was shocked. But Emyr's gaze was now on Elsa. This was the best time to attack!
Attack?
Not attack?
Attack in front of Elsa?
Ronnie hesitated, but in the next moment, he steeled his heart.
In life, if one was not ruthless and did not take risks, how could one reap great rewards?!
So what if she saw it?
The most important thing was the result!
He had become the Lord and led everyone to live a prosperous life. Would Elsa turn against him because of an outsider whom she had only met a few times?
As long as Emyr was dead, all the problems would be solved!
Emyr must die!
With this thought in mind, Ronnie approached Emyr. He held the deputy leader's head in one hand, as if to prove his loyalty to Emyr, while his other hand reached for the place where the dagger was hidden.
"Elsa —"
"Sir Lord, we — Ronnie?!"
Elsa, who was talking to Emyr, suddenly narrowed her eyes. She only saw a cold flash in Ronnie's arms and a dagger was ruthlessly thrust toward Emyr's back!
At that moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through Elsa's mind. But in the end, these thoughts turned into questions.
Why?
Why did Ronnie do this?
Why did Ronnie want to kill Emyr?
The moment these thoughts appeared, Elsa subconsciously reached out to grab Emyr.
But her hand was not that long, and she could not grab Emyr.
Could it be that she could only watch as he was killed by Ronnie?
Elsa's eyes widened. At that moment, time seemed to have been stretched out countless times …
He had succeeded!
Ronnie was ecstatic. He could already feel that the tip of the dagger was about to tear through Emyr's clothes and pierce into his skin. It would tear apart his flesh bit by bit and stab into his heart, sending him to the Grim Reaper!
Power!
Wealth!
Beauty!
I'm coming!
Everything was at his fingertips!
Ronnie's eyes were blinded by everything that was about to be in his hands. Yes, as long as Emyr was dead, everything that belonged to Ellington would belong to him.
Emyr would definitely die!
He was a bronze-level rank-2 Apocalypse. It was impossible for him to dodge such a close distance attack!
The enchanted dagger with the armor-piercing effect could easily tear through his clothes, pierce his heart, and take his life!
Ronnie, who was intoxicated, felt as if he could see future generations praising him. He was so excited that his whole body trembled.
Ah! The great Overlord of Ellington, Ronnie! He was the one who had inherited the glorious tradition of Irus!
The souls of the God of Death, Gerrit Terrance, and the God of Trickery, Gibsons, had possessed him at this moment!
He represented the future of Ellington!
At this moment, he was not fighting alone!
He was not alone!
Closer!
It was getting closer!
He had succeeded!
"Ding!"
A crisp sound rang out. When the sound entered Ronnie's ears, it was as cold as ice that penetrated into his bones.
The dagger was blocked by an invisible shield.
Ronnie's smile froze on his face.
The beautiful dream that was like the moon reflected in the water was shattered in an instant!
No!
This was impossible!
"How is this possible?!"
Ronnie bellowed in disbelief, "How did you block my full-powered attack?!"
Emyr looked at Ronnie with a faint smile.
He did not expect Ronnie to have the guts to assassinate him.
He's fine?
The lord is fine?!
Elsa was finally relieved. However, an extremely bitter feeling spread in her heart.
"Why did your dagger stab the lord?"
Ayesha's voice was very bitter, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing. "Ronnie, did you mistake Sir Lord for a bandit and mistake him for someone else? Ronnie, explain it to the lord! "
At this moment, the others were also looking at them.
Explain? Was there a need to explain now?
Ronnie's heart was filled with unwillingness. He could no longer turn back!
"Why?! Why aren't you dead?! "
Ronnie roared with red eyes. "Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! For my future! You must die! "
Ronnie let go of the dagger and drew his long sword to slash at Emyr's neck!
Battle technique — Heavy Slash!
I risked everything to gamble on this opportunity. How can you not die?!
How can you not die?!
You must die!
Emyr could clearly see the rough lines on the blade. He even had the time to complain about the backward metallurgy of this world.
Because even if he slashed at this sword for a hundred years, it would not hurt a single hair on his body …