The south gate of Lealdri has become congested from the moment of sunrise.

As time goes by, such congestion has not been relieved at all. On the contrary, as the fugitives return, it becomes more and more congested.

Teams of cavalry patrolled in the distance to ensure order. In front of the city gate, two teams of soldiers lined up in a row, and in front of a large desk, Bosico took five clerks to record at the same time.

They carried out the orders of the princess truthfully.

The fleeing people did not have the slightest impatientness. The excitement and joy of being able to return to their homes had already made them throw their anger aside.

What's more, the patrolling cavalry kept distributing some dry food and water.

This is also the order of the princess.

When they knew that this was the order of the princess who was trying hard to storm, all the fugitives around them gave thanks.

Apart from some inherent sins, most people are kind.

They are happy to share the joy.

Don't mind helping others either.

I prefer to treat others with a smile.

However, some people are different.

They think they are superior and think it is a shame to share with these common people, even at the beginning they were the same common people.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Get out of here!"

The arrogant and domineering voice was accompanied by the whip of a whip.

Then, several crying sounds

Obviously, someone was whipped.

but……

Apart from crying, none of these people dared to resist because the person who was smoking them sat in a carriage, and there was a dazzling family emblem on the door of the carriage.

Sardin's family emblem!

The family emblem of the former military minister of Lealdri.

Such an identity is destined to be known to everyone in Lealdri.

There was some chaos in the orderly queue.

The carriage rushed to the direction of the city gate with a team of carriages.

Bosico frowned.

He raised his hand and the soldiers guarding here immediately blocked the rushing carriage.

Facing the soldier's spear, the coachman wielding his whip tightened his neck, but the viscount sitting in the carriage made a sound.

"asshole!"

"Bosico, don't you recognize my family badge?"

The sharp voice was filled with anger.

"Recognize it! But your family emblem has long lost its due glory as you escape, and your identity has been deprived."

Bosco said coldly.

He had no favoritism for those who escaped at the last minute.

Maybe it's because I'm concerned about the family's inheritance, but this does not mean that I can escape from home.

Because, in Warren's law, during wartime, the nobles only needed to send out one direct child to ensure that their title, identity, and status were not deprived.

One person only needs to send one person out.

But the guy in front of him all ran away as soon as possible.

Even a useful person was left for His Highness.

When Bosico thought that people like him were acting as special envoys and risked his life to go to the south to bring reinforcements, the other party seemed to be fine and wanted to return to Lealdri again, a burst of anger surged in Bosico's heart.

The same is true for the soldiers around.

Especially some soldiers whose comrades died, they wanted to poke a hole in the other party with the spear in their hands.

"get away?"

"When did I escape?"

"I just went back to the suburbs' estate, and when I heard the news of the prairie invasion, I immediately took everyone back to Lealdri."

"I abide by the honor of the nobles!"

"I should be the hero of this war!"

"And are you the ones who fight against heroes with this attitude?"

The car door was pushed open.

A guy who was short and thin, had a triangle, and his eyes were like a thin slit, and looked like a poisonous snake and walked off the carriage.

He pointed at the people around him and shouted loudly.

"The hero?"

Bosco's breathing is rapid.

The king's former envoy always thought he was a very thick-skinned person, but until today he discovered what is truly thick-skinned.

The person in front of you is no longer just confusing right and wrong, or turning black and white.

It's just lying with open eyes.

"Isn't it?"

"Do you want to kill the heroes who won the war?"

"Come!"

"Aim at this place and stab it!"

"but!"

"You must understand the consequences of doing so!"

Viscount Sardin asked back.

And, during the rhetorical question, the viscount walked towards the city gate with great strides.

The other party had a sneer on his face and a sinister look, ignoring the soldier's spear.

But the soldiers hesitated.

Although they knew that the nobles who fled in the battle would be deprived of their titles and status, the pressure formed over time made them afraid to truly stop a viscount.

Facing the hesitant soldier, the viscount smiled.

The smile was full of pride.

Everything was as he expected.

"Oh!"

"A little girl who is not yet an adult wants to deprive me of my noble title and identity?"

"I thought so well!"

"I will let you know what the cruelty of the adult world is."

With a proud declaration in his heart, the viscount glanced at the surroundings with a proud look.

"Now, you all give it to me..."

puff!

Before he could finish his words like an order, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and stomped the viscount into a paste.

As blood splattered, bursts of exclamations broke out from the crowd, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the suddenly appearing of the white giant wolf and the black figure on the back of the giant wolf.

"grown ups."

Looking at Qin Ran who appeared, Bosico immediately saluted, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

If Bocico doesn't want to deal with anyone, then Qin Ran is definitely the first.

Not only because of Qin Ran's strength, but also because of his irrational personality.

At least, in Bosco's view, the man in front of him was moody.

The last moment may be as calm as a lake, but the next moment it will be like a storm.

Just like now.

"Sir, he is Viscount Sardin."
To be continued...