The glory of pioneering the nobles is the most dazzling one among His Majesty the Emperor. Maintaining the glory of His Majesty the Lord is the best proof of loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor.

When the house where the nobles are located is thrown by stones, the nobles' glory is subject to the most despicable challenges and pollution.

The profession and life of the noble guard is to maintain the glory of the master. The act of throwing stones at the nobles is essentially equivalent to spitting phlegm on all the guards' faces.

And I also need to add, "Your life is meaningless."

One hundred and seventy-five years since its inception, Nuozal has been trained by the Imperial Army and stationed in various noble families, faced the harassment of star pirates, fought against the attacks of rebels, and even protected his master in the assassination of other nobles.

But such insults are unprecedented and never heard of.

Tom and Todd held revolvers in hand, firmly guarding the shaking iron gate like two iron towers. The other guards began to quickly move closer to the place where the movement was made.

More than ten seconds later, there were yelling outside, cursing, whipping and wailing sounds. Tom and Todd still did not move at all. They stood at the door, raised their arms and held the gun, and there was no sign of shaking on their arms.

About half a quarter of an hour later, seven or eight guards walked in with two human-shaped objects. They threw the "human-shaped objects" dragged in their hands on the ground, and turned around and left.

Todd and Tom looked at each other, Todd handed the gun in his hand to Tom, then pulled out a folded stick and walked up.

He used a stick to pluck the two "san" people on the ground, but Todd seemed to be a little unsure. So he stepped on one of them probably in the palm of his hand.

"Already alive." After hearing a vague cry, Todd nodded. Then he frowned again, "These guys are not easy or heavy."

"All of these things have been beaten, how can I ask about information?" Tom sighed. Just when Dusand felt that he might have to send the two people to the hospital, Tom said, "Find a place to bury them."

"Let me ask first." Todd did not completely reject the proposal proposed by his colleagues, "Did you bring ephedra medicine?"

The two guards were discussing the next interrogation steps. Rosen, who had just changed his clothes, ran out all the way. He was holding a crowbar in his hand, shouting, "I'll fight with you!"

Dusand gave Tom a look helplessly. Tom nodded understandingly, then held Rosen's neck in the same position as before in the bankruptcy court and hung him in the air.

"These two gangsters are almost dead," Dusand said to Rosen. "There is no need to dirty his hands in order to vent his anger."

Rosen slowly calmed down again.

"Who are they?" Todd took out a bottle of potion from his belt and poured it into one of the mud-like people's mouths. Dusand decided to ask about the situation first. "When these people usually ask for debt, they are used to using stones to open the way, and then use 'Catch your sister and sell it to miners' brothels' as a solution to the debt problem?"

Speaking of this, Dusander frowned even deeper, "How old is your sister? Five? Six? Tsk, these beasts!"

"They are the subordinates of Boss Enrico." Rosen glanced at the two "sands" people and said, "Our family does not owe Boss Enrico's money, they may be here to blackmail."

"Okay, that's because they're not lucky enough today." Dusand nodded and said to Polina, who was scared to the side, "Teacher, please go into the house and sit for a while. The scene here may be bloody."

"Aren't you afraid?" Polina nodded and asked, "Or, would you go in with me?"

"I feel very happy when I see two scum who tried to sell a five-year-old girl to a brothel and blackmail a poor family to die," Dusand said with a very bright smile. "You can go and see the machine tool first, just stay here."

After the old woman led Polina into the room, Dusander calmed down the smile on his face.

Two people who can only be described as "bench" are lying dying a few steps away, and their guards don't seem to be planning to take their lives seriously - Dusand will of course be afraid, and they are not afraid of them.

He felt his legs trembling back and forth unstoppable.

But my mother has been teaching herself what her duties are as a noble.

"As nobles, we have not only rights but also responsibilities." Mother taught himself again and again, "We are like the shepherd dogs of His Majesty the Emperor. In his merciful gaze, our duty is to grazle the civilians for His Majesty. In order to grazle, we must use sharp teeth and claws to make the civilians always fear and surrender to us. But we must always remember that the purpose of sharp teeth and claws is to protect them for His Majesty the Emperor."

Now, it is time to show sharp teeth and claws to the evil wolf who poisoned His Majesty's people.

After being poured with ephedra, the "Sande" man closer to Dusand finally became a little energetic. He began to beg for mercy in a vague way, probably saying that he cursed himself in the dirtiest and worst words, and then asking for the forgiveness and kindness of these "deserving men".

In short, the desire to survive is very strong.

"Who are you? Why do you come here to throw stones?" The conscientious guard had no intention of "let him slow down" and Todd began to ask about information quickly.

He had to speed up the information. The ephedra agent did not last long, and it would last for about two quarters of an hour. Once the effect of the medicine was over, the person would immediately die.

Ephedra is not a magic medicine to cure all diseases - it was originally prepared by the guards and used to resist when they are seriously injured.

The guards will always place their lives behind "master safety" and "missions".

"Ask clearly." After about a quarter of an hour, after confirming that the other party would no longer have more valuable information, Todd turned around and walked to Dusander.

"Young Master, ask clearly." He lowered his voice and said to Dusander. "They are the subordinates of a gangster named Enrico. Enrico himself mainly engages in human trafficking, loan sharing and smuggling activities."

Dusand blinked, "Do you need to evacuate immediately?" In Dusand's heart, there are ruthless characters who can touch these businesses. Although he really wants to see justice be implemented,... if the price of justice is his own, the lives of Polina and twenty guards, it would be a bit unprofitable.

"It's just a gangster." Todd smiled very confidently. "Their existence has posed a threat to you, and at the same time, they have tarnished the honor of the nobles with practical actions. To ensure your safety, it is also our job to eradicate this criminal gang."

Tom's voice sounded a little farther away, "Young master, if you don't want to see it, forget it. If you are interested, we can take you to the action site to take a look later."

Dusand blinked and he began to feel suspicious.

Todd and Tom... it wasn't because they felt like they had lost face because of throwing stones before, so they were holding back their energy to take revenge here, right?

The revenge of the imperial noble guards...is all so violent?

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Two blocks away, in a two-story building made of gray stone that looked particularly different, a group of big men in leather jackets were drinking.

The weather in Nuosaar is cold in late autumn, and fortunately, there is never a shortage of thermal coal in the industrial area - if necessary, just smash the door of a bad guy factory to move it.

However, simply raising a fire to keep warm is not as comfortable as drinking the strongest Leg wine to keep warm? If these spirits smuggled from Orin are sold through formal channels, only the nobles can consume them. But as one of the smuggling merchants in Albin, Enrico can drink a full bottle of Leg wine every day.

"This is a good thing that only nobles can enjoy!" After drinking happily, Boss Enrico suddenly stood up from his seat, and stepped on the table with his old leather boots covered in mud, "If we drink this kind of wine, we will be nobles!"

The other drunken men laughed unscrupulously and began to compliment each other, "Oh, my dear Mr. Marquis, you look like a bastard!"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Earl, your ass is more upright than the bitch in the brothel!"

The filthy words and the title of nobles were filled with two-story building. The smell of alcohol and sweat were mixed with the pungent smell of tobacco, and the richness seemed to dye the air inside the building.

Outside the transparent window, the autumn wind is blowing freely.

A group of people wearing black clothes and tall figures gradually appeared around the building. They were wearing cloaks, horse boots, and black octagonal brimmed hats on their heads. On their chests, a golden light flashed by occasionally.

They gradually controlled all the commanding heights and roads around the entire building, and began to look at the building with cold eyes without any obstruction.

After a quarter of an hour, as the atmosphere in the building reached its climax, the people in black also began to act.

Except for the men in black who were guarding the road, the others took out a half-person-high iron pipe with a pressure gauge from under the cloak. They completed the placement and filling of the iron pipe in a very short time, and pressed the switch at the bottom of the iron pipe at the same time.

Dozens of iron blocks as big as fists were sprayed out at a speed that was almost impossible to track with the naked eye under the power of high-pressure steam injection, and then smashed the expensive blow-blast flat glass.

Before the big men in the room could react to what was going on, the metal blocks that smashed the glass and destroyed a large piece of furniture burst out with dazzling fire and large pieces of metal balls that gushed out.

In addition to their unscrupulous and fierce style of conduct, those who can make these "gangsters" dominate the Upper Albin Industrial Zone have also solid and raised muscles on their bodies.

But now... these things are like papyrus that has been soaked for more than ten days. They are broken in front of the steel balls flying at high speed under the explosion of gunpowder.

A huge explosion rang throughout the Upper Albin area.
Chapter completed!