Chapter 112 (1/2)

”See that?”

Starbuck gave a triumphant smile. Obviously, everything is in his plan.

”Do it! I won't cooperate with you! ”

Although his philosophy of life was completely broken, he still did not want to join Starbuck.

”Good! Good! Good! I didn't expect you to be more stubborn than I thought, so let me cut off your last thought

There was a chill in Starbuck's eyes, and he took a deep breath. It lasted for more than ten seconds. His chest and abdomen swelled a whole circle. His heart was pulsating at a terrible speed, just like a drum of war, conveying power continuously.

Originally closed his eyes to death, dicklong noticed something strange and exclaimed: ”what are you going to do? Don't... ”

Even he had no time to stop it. Starbuck's spear had turned into a bolt of lightning and shot out.

And the direction the spear is aimed at is the rostrum.

The speed of champion knights is too fast, even faster than many people think. When the rostrum is in chaos, most people still think, what is Starbuck doing?

One of Sean's fastest reflexes, by the time Starbuck shot, had jumped out of his position.

Because before that, he had made some bad guesses. If the bodyguard around Duke Borg didn't seem to be staring at him, he would have left early.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

It has always been one of his life creeds.

Starbuck's abnormal behavior undoubtedly confirmed Sean's conjecture that the Duke's bodyguard, who was suspected to be the champion knight, was still concerned. In a few minutes, the whole arena would become the largest Shura. Before that, of course, he could run as far as he could.

Sean turned a deaf ear to the order of the Duke's bodyguard.

Angela and alville also responded in the same way.

The chambermaid, carrying the small and delicate Angela, jumped over from the stands to Sean and whispered, ”follow me?”

Before Sean understood what he meant, the matron kicked the wooden parapet in the grandstand next to Sean's seat, and a half man high, bottomless secret door appeared in front of them.

The chambermaid first tucks Angela in and then pours at Sean.

Sean's heart inexplicably flashed a trace of anger, was used by people's anger, feeling himself is a gatekeeper.

if he finds the wrong place, is he not one of the sardine flock?

It's obviously not the time for a seizure, and Sean doesn't hesitate to follow Angie Beina in.

Before drilling in, Sean can't help but glance at the rostrum, the situation on the stage let him appear momentary stupefied.

The Duke's bodyguard, who had been paying close attention to Sean for some reason, could not help but move a few steps to this side when he saw that he had changed his mind, and drank in a low voice, which was the one Sean had heard before.

It's not that he wants to think about Sean, it's just the instinctive reaction that he pays more attention to.

This time, however, this instinctive reaction made him miserable. To be more precise, he hurt his guardian, Duke Borg. He should have found out the spear, and only when he was about to shoot it did he react.

”Protect your majesty!” The Duke's bodyguard cried out.

It was like a cannon ball, as fast as the bloody storm Dixon. Sean's earlier suspicions were true. He was indeed a champion knight.

The prince's bodyguard, who was eager to protect the Lord, could not even bring out his sword. The whole man rushed up to catch Starbuck's spear.

If he did not move and was in the best position of protection, either by sword or by pulling Duke Borg away, the threat of Starbuck's spear would be much lower.

But his attention was attracted by Sean. Not only did he not react at the first time, but also he moved several steps.

No matter how fast the champion knight is, it is not a blink of an eye. It is impossible to arrive in an instant. What's more, this is a shot that a champion knight has poured his spirit into. Even if he is prepared, he may not be able to take it easily, let alone slow the first line, and only have time to block his hand in front of him.

In the face of the pouring power, the hand of the Duke's bodyguard is the mantis arm that blocks the car. It plays a very small role in slowing down. It penetrates deeply into Duke bog's body. It is so deep that the short spear of 1.2 meters is nearly half embedded in Duke bog's body.

Because of his own reasons, he even affected the result of the assassination of a duke, which filled Sean with absurdity and strangeness. Is the situation in front of him a coincidence? Or was it designed on purpose?

If the latter is the case, the mind of the people who designed this bureau is really terrible.

Sean's hesitation lasted less than half a second, and under the urging of the matron, he got into the secret passage. The matron immediately jumped in and pulled a thicker baffle to plug the secret passage again.Although the outside world as like as two peas did not, the fact that at this point of chaos is not noticed by anyone at all is not noticed by the few of them, three.

”Protect your royal highness!”

”Protect the Duke!”

”The Duke has been assassinated, and the assassin! The assassins are Starbuck and Dixon

”The Duke is dead, the Duke is dead, the Duke is killed by the traitor!”

”Kill these two slaves, kill these two traitors, avenge the Duke!”

The whole arena is boiling. Many people feel that their brains are boiling, which is not enough.

Starbuck dared to assassinate the city, the supreme ruler of the army, and their king, Duke bog.

How could he, how dare he?

The most amazing thing is that he succeeded.

In order to show his own image, Duke Borg built the rostrum high enough to protrude in front of him. When people watched the fight, they could see him on the platform.

Therefore, when he was shot with a spear, he was also in full view of the public. In addition, the guards who came from the high platform involuntarily exclaimed, which made everyone think and think. All of them were shouting for a moment.

Instead, Starbuck, the creator of the field, grinned at the bloody storm and said, ”dear brother, you have no other choice now. Join us!”

Blood storm Dixon felt his blood would coagulate and his face was full of puzzles.

”Why do you do that? You are a free man. It's just your personal hobby to join in the fight. You are tired of this line. You just turn around and leave. Why do you encourage those brothers to revolt? Don't you think the gladiators don't shed enough blood? Is power really that important to you? To make you at all costs? ”