Originally, Dylan thought that he was a marquis. If he took the responsibility, Lane couldn't punish him much. At most, some of his property would be deducted, and all of this was within his acceptable range.
Unfortunately, Lane was never someone who played by the rules.
The moment Dylan finished speaking, Dylan felt that his chin was being pressed against by something hard.
Dylan raised his neck and looked down. He saw that his chin was being pressed against by a long sword wrapped in a scabbard!
Lane held the long sword and looked at Dylan with a faint smile:
"You want to take the responsibility for them? Then can I understand that you want to die for them?"
"Clang -"
Those several guard knights drew their long swords again.
Dylan hurriedly raised his hand, indicating his guard knights to put down their swords. At the same time, he stammered to Lane:
"I... I'm a marquis of the empire! Even... even if the eldest prince were here in person! There is no right to execute me!"
"I indeed have no right to execute you."
Lane still had that wicked expression in his smile:
"But even if I kill you, the empire won't sentence me. At most, give me some punishment. I'm not afraid."
Hearing this, Dylan's eyes widened immediately.
This damn person is a lunatic! Just for a moment of pleasure, he doesn't care about any price?
At this moment, Dylan almost cursed his knight captain to death in his heart.
Who couldn't you provoke? Why did you have to provoke such a person?
"Are... are you really going to be so ruthless?"
"Am I being ruthless? You just need to do as I said and hang those people in the market for slow slicing tomorrow morning for the evil deeds of long-term oppression of commoners."
Lane had an innocent look, but the words he said were like the whispers of a demon:
"However, I also suggest that you don't force me to be ruthless. Why don't you try? Let your four guard knights charge up." Dylan felt a chill instantly rush from the back of his heel to the top of his head.
The eldest prince valued martial arts. Everyone who was awarded the Eagle Holding the Sword badge by the eldest prince was an undefeatable war god!
Dylan felt that let alone his four guard knights, even if all the rotten people in the entire marquis's mansion charged up, they wouldn't be a match for Lane with one hand!
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Dylan closed his eyes tightly and shouted loudly with his head raised:
"I... I obey! Tomorrow morning, I'll hang those knights in the market and execute them by slow slicing for the evil deeds of long-term oppression of commoners!"
"Don't forget."
Lane lifted the long sword, patted Dylan's face with the scabbard, and then turned and left.
Watching Lane's figure disappear into the distance, the knight captain was the first to struggle and said to the guard knights on the left and right:
"Quick! Untie me quickly. This matter can't end like this!"
"What are you saying?"
Dylan's puzzled voice came, causing the knight captain to immediately turn to look at Dylan.
When he saw Dylan's cold gaze, the knight captain only felt a buzzing in his head: "Uncle... uncle..."
"Take them away. Remember what I said. Tomorrow morning in the market, execute them by slow slicing!"
Standing up, Dylan patted the dust off his body, waved his hand, and had those knights taken away.
Then, Dylan randomly found a chair to sit on. After wiping the cold sweat off his face, he began to pant heavily.
For these nobles like them, they were never afraid of any politicians or powerful figures. What they were most afraid of were lunatics!
Dylan felt that he would rather meet the eldest prince himself than see that Lane again.After calming down, when thinking that his knight captain was going to be executed by slow slicing tomorrow, for some reason, Dylan actually felt a little happy.
After all, that knight captain, relying on his identity, had been bullying men and women in Atel City all the time, causing him to clean up the mess many times.
If it weren't for his spoiled and unreasonable sister, he wouldn't even glance at that good-for-nothing.
And this time, this troublemaker was finally executed due to an "irresistible force".
"Ha... Haha..."
Thinking like this, Dylan suddenly laughed out loud.
Judging from Lane's meaning, it seemed that he didn't want others to know that this matter was related to him. Then the decision to execute the knight captain could be entirely attributed to himself.
After all, that knight captain was already extremely evil among the commoners. Such a reputation of punishing his own relative for justice could not only clear his name as a marquis but also gain him considerable prestige among the commoners.
So, Dylan laughed even louder.
Those several guard knights looked at each other, all thinking whether Marquis Dylan had been too greatly impacted and gone crazy?
After laughing, Dylan felt completely relaxed and said to his guard knights:
"Go and tell Delores that in Orcutt College in the future, don't have conflicts with the daughter of the Ashe family anymore. It's best to make friends with her."
A person like Lane, with that wicked personality, voluntarily serving as a butler in the Ashe family.
Presumably, there was some connection with the Ashe family. Maybe, in the future, the Ashe family would rise to the rank of marquis like his Bacassi family.
Dylan was already very satisfied with his current life and had nothing to pursue. There was no need to make enemies everywhere for himself.
But this man with the Eagle Holding the Sword badge, Dylan felt that he could pay attention to him.
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Riding the horse leisurely, Lane returned to the mansion of the Ashe family.
The guard stationed at the gate saw Lane and immediately saluted. This was a treatment that Lane didn't have when entering and leaving the mansion on ordinary days.
It seemed that after the events of the day, these guards had also recognized Lane.
After安置 (placing) his thin horse in the stable, Lane finally walked back into the mansion.
As soon as he entered the mansion, unexpectedly, Nanali was sitting facing the door.
Seeing Lane return, a relieved expression clearly appeared on Nanali's small face.
"Miss, haven't slept yet?"
Lane smiled slightly: "Could it be that the young lady was waiting for me?"
"I... I wasn't waiting for you!"
Nanali turned her small head aside, blushing and whispering:
"It's just... it's that you haven't taught me magic today..."
"OK."
Lane nodded: "What magic does the young lady want to learn today?"
"Let's forget it for today!"
Nanali changed her words again and jumped off the chair:
"It's getting late. I'm going to rest. You... you should go rest too!"
Saying that, Nanali trotted back to her room.
Watching Nanali's figure disappear, Lane smiled and shook his head, turned around and was about to go back to his own room to rest.
Just then, the door of Nanali's room was suddenly opened a crack, and Nanali's small head peeked out:
"Lane..."
Lane turned his head: "What's wrong? Miss?"
"You... You can just call me by my name from now on..."
Nanali's cheeks blushed, but because it was night, Nanali thought Lane shouldn't be able to see her expression clearly.
The young lady is so cute...
After silently saying such a sentence in his heart, Lane smiled and nodded: "OK, Nanali, mi..."
"Don't call me miss!"
"... Nanali, good night."