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That noon.

Boris returned to his territory with the remaining troops, led by himself on horseback, wrapped in a thick cloak.

Locke followed behind, his arm in a sling.

Beside him was another unfamiliar face, a man in his thirties with sharp eyes, riding a horse and looking around. He must be the hidden high-ranking Allen.

The team was sparse, with only about twenty people, and everyone was injured.

However, Boris was still quite satisfied with the trip. Although he suffered considerable losses, he was definitely a winner compared to the other lords.

The main knights' strength wasn't greatly diminished, and they even managed to acquire two spirit insects, so it wasn't a bad deal.

Boris returned rather hastily. The unfortunate fellow in Maolin Territory was dead, and since his own territory was the closest, he was determined to find a way to take the fattest piece of the pie.

Before the duchy sends a new lord, let's seize a few more plots of land and also get our hands on the elf insects.

He was afraid that the bastards in the eastern river bend territory would try to take it from him, so he left the gravel territory as soon as the snow stopped.

We plan to return to our territory first to replenish our manpower and pack more supplies on the trip.

Boris rode on his horse, his mind filled with delightful anticipation.

I could see the castle of Linshui in the distance; everything seemed normal.

A group of people came out of the castle; Hank was leading the group to greet them.

This was arranged by Elise. Hank, a mid-ranking knight squire, had been sent to patrol the territory these past two days and was completely unaware of the changes within the castle.

The reason he was sent to greet Boris upon his return was to distract Boris.

Boris, as expected, did not notice anything amiss and led his men into the castle.

Ron watched all this from his hiding place, feeling much more at ease:

"It's safe!"

Boris walked a short distance into the castle, still calculating in his mind. Ron should still be on his way. By the time he found out, he would have already emptied the forest of elves.

Raymond, that penniless wretch, may not have much to offer, but he still had a few spirit insects. Why not take advantage of something that's free?

There's no need to fight to the death with the river bend territory to the east anymore. We can just throw a few scapegoats at them from time to time.

Boris is thrilled!

Just then, the hanging door behind them began to rise, the iron chains rattling.

Boris turned around abruptly.

"What's going on?" Locke reined in his horse, his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The "guards" at the city gate suddenly moved, holding fast to the gate that was not yet fully closed.

Although Boris didn't know what had happened, he knew the situation was bad. He was about to lead his men out.

However, several people blocked the entrance tightly, and two of their own soldiers were killed.

The hanging door was completely closed.

Boris's face turned ashen.

He looked at the "guards" and suddenly recognized the face of one of them.

He is a high-ranking knight squire under Ron!

Boris's heart sank.

"Hehehehehe!"

"Baron Boris, it's been a long time!" a voice came from the city wall.

Boris looked up.

Ron stood on the city wall, clad in full armor, his hands resting on the crenellations, looking down at him with a smile. It wasn't a friendly smile, but the smile of a hunter seeing his prey fall into his net.

"Ron," Boris's voice was hoarse.

"Do you know what you're doing? Do you think you can kill me?"

Ron laughed and said, "Brother, you flatter me. I'm just a guest at your home, and your wife has been very hospitable."

"So moisturizing!!"

Boris was enraged upon hearing Ron's words.

"Damn it, what did you do to Elise?!"

Although Boris himself was impotent, he genuinely loved his wife and always treated her with great care and affection.

"I've done everything I needed to. I've been waiting for you for two days, I've been so bored."

"You scoundrel, I'm going to kill you!"

Boris was consumed by rage and had lost his reason.

The lady was definitely forced into it. He will forgive her once he kills Ron.

Ron joked, "Big brother, why do you want to kill me?"

"You love your wife, and I love your wife too, so we're on the same side!"

Boris had reached his limit.

He said to his subordinates:

"Kill them!"

"I didn't know how to deal with you, but you came to the castle yourself. Let's see how you escape this time."

Boris was confident that he had three high-ranking knight squires on his side, and that even if there were losses, he would keep Ron alive.

Locke drew his sword and stood protectively in front of Boris.

Ron jumped off the city wall, his spiked club in hand, and knocked Locke away with a single blow.

Then they were surrounded by Lauenhardt.

Ron walked step by step toward Boris.

Boris's eyes were filled with fear; even he couldn't have withstood that attack.

"How can he be so strong? Didn't he just break through to the mid-level follower?! Damn it!"

He gripped the sword hilt tightly, his fighting spirit surging within him, ready to fight to the death.

Boris swung his sword, but Ron blocked it. Boris felt a tremendous force strike him and was forced back two steps.

Fortunately, this was in his own castle, where he had nearly a hundred soldiers who could help.

Ron killed one soldier with a single blow, and none of the soldiers who touched the club ever got up again.

Boris then joined the soldiers in surrounding and killing Ron, attempting to exhaust his fighting spirit.

But he didn't know that Ron was fighting with his body, and his fighting spirit was just an aid.

The situation on Lauenhart's side was not good. In a two-on-two battle, although Locke was injured by a blow, he did not lose his fighting ability. With the help of many soldiers, he was at a disadvantage.

However, just as the two sides were locked in fierce combat...

Elise came out of the room and commanded:

"Allen, immediately coordinate with Baron Ron's men to take care of Locke."

Allen, who was in the middle of the battle, was stunned for a moment when he heard the order.

He immediately turned his gun around and attacked Locke.

For a knight, you can be incompetent or fail a mission, but you must always know who you are loyal to.

Loyalty is as essential to a knight as strength.

This made Locke's situation even more dangerous.

Boris naturally noticed the situation as well.

He couldn't accept it for a moment and shouted at Elise:

"How could this happen? Iris, you..."

Elise stood there, pale-faced, but with a calm gaze.

She knew that ever since Ron demonstrated his first-level combat power, no one in this pioneering land could stop his rise.

Boris Johnson is going to die sooner or later.

With Allen's defection, Ron's forces suddenly became three high-ranking squires and one level one.

Boris's side was left with only two high-ranking squires, and the soldiers were also somewhat routed.

With Locke killed, Boris also unleashed his life-saving move, but it was still blocked by Ron.

Hart and his two companions joined the attack, and the battle quickly came to an end.

Boris was hit on the head by Ron's club, and even through his helmet, he couldn't save his life.

Boris then went offline.

With their lord killed, the remaining soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt down to surrender.

Ron ordered the killing of all of Boris's loyal knights.

Even if these loyal knights were to surrender, Ron would not accept them and would drag them out and kill them all.

The ordinary soldiers could escape with their lives, but their fate was to work the night shift at the brick factory.

The battle ended, and Elise stared at Boris's corpse, her face pale.

She knew that she was no longer of any value, and whether she lived or died depended on Ron's decision.

For a moment, I was also worried about my fate.