My Players Are So Fierce

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Punishment that ended before it started_1

533: 184.

Punishment that ended before it started_1

Marshall Loren had no plans to stay in Fog City for too long.

After receiving the King’s appointment and permission for war, he had to hurry to Dover.

That is where the Old Imperial Guard is stationed.

The reason it is called the “Old Imperial Guard” is to distinguish it from the Guard of Fog City that was formed after the establishment of the Golden Flower Kingdom.

The old guard are veterans who have served the King since the West Lan Kingdom period.

They are the most powerful, honorable, and loyal force in the kingdom.

They only obey the will of the king himself, equivalent to King Louis’s “private army”.

Marshall Loren started his military career there.

He is the pride of the Old Imperial Guard.

As King Louis employs the Old Imperial Guard, it insinuates that he does not want this war to be constrained by the council.

This also implies that if the Circle Tower cannot give a satisfactory answer to the King, the psychics’ political allies have no chance of preventing the war.

This is King Louis’s response to the rebellion!

It is firm, decisive, cruel, and even cold-blooded.

He even dispensed with sending messengers to query, subjugation or destruction!

An obvious effect is hardly possible with a report.

This proves that for a very long period in the past, Louis IX has had some hidden dissatisfaction with the Circle Tower.

Now he has merely taken this chance to vent this long-standing discontent.

Marshall Loren does not want to consider these.

He is not planning to be a politician who observes others’ expressions.

However, before he could rest in his official residence in the capital and prepare to depart, he was visited by a “guest”.

“I usually don’t like being disturbed while eating, but you are an exception.”

In the dining room of the Marshal’s residence, Marshall Loren, who was eating his dinner with the proper manner of a soldier, said without lifting his head to the person who walked into the dining room:

“There’s something I want to ask you about the destruction of Cardman City.

I thought it was just a bloody revenge among fellow men, but now I find that there seems to be some factors in it that cannot be ignored.

Edward!

You must tell me, what role did the Wolf Poison Clan play in this?

And was the subspace rift opened underground in Cardman City your doing?

Most importantly, did you take advantage of His Majesty and me?”

“Bang”

The dining knife in the Marshal’s hand was placed on the edge of the plate.

He lifted his head, looking at Old Edward in front of him who was dressed like a traditional gentleman of Fog City.

Loren wiped his mouth with a napkin handed over by the dwarf attendant beside him, and a loaded dwarf musket with a gryphon carving was placed beside the Marshal.

A silver dwarf earth priest, who was disguised under an ancient beige hood and whose face bore ancient tattoos, appeared silently at the entrance of the dining room.

He didn’t hide his close connection with the earth’s spiritual energy, and every step he took seemed to make the entire Marshal’s mansion tremble slightly.

The falling dust from the roof told everyone present that this was not an illusion.

He is a grand earth priest of the Gold Stage!

Several dwarf assassins hiding on the second floor of the dining room also pulled out their dual guns and aimed them below, making the scene tense.

It was almost like an ambush.

In the face of this situation, which was basically like a death sentence once a battle started, Edward Spencer Gongro from the Wolf Poison Clan showed no fear, nor was there any noticeable change in his always gloomy face.

He leans on his finely-made cane, amid the looming crisis, he pulled out the chair opposite the dining table, taking off his exquisite tall black-grey hat along with his cane and handing it to the dwarf attendant beside him.

This gentleman-like figure took off his monocle, which was used as an decoration over his left eye, wiped it with a handkerchief in his hand, and said in a low voice:

“I knew in advance what Salockdale was doing in the Blood Eagle Corridor, but not because I set the scene, Marshal, I can only tell you that I learnt about it because a woman with an intimate relationship with Salockdale was driven mad by the cold-blooded old villain.

She threw herself into Wolf Poison’s embrace, only hoping for a revenge.

So, I generously fulfilled that poor lady’s wish, and incidentally added a stroke to the centuries-old dispute between my clan and the blood eagle.

In Plan D, my tribesmen were only responsible for shutting down the city’s enchantments, and providing psychic positioning for Circle Tower while making a little money.

Aside from that, we did not participate in any other dangerous plans.

I’m personally here to explain this and hope that you and His Majesty Louis do not misunderstand us, the Children of Midnight who have already sworn allegiance.”

“Huh, your dog’s nose is really sensitive.”

Marshal Loren mocked thus:

“Heard any rumors?

You are indeed proactive in explaining everything here, but reasoning is certainly not the Wolf Poison Clan’s style, yet you came to reason with me…

you are scared!”

“I don’t deny that.

The majesty of King Louis, like the sun, covers this country, and as everyone knows, we vampires who live in the shadows are most afraid of sunlight.

Who wouldn’t be scared?”

Old Edward shrugged.

He touched his stomach, apparently, he came too hurriedly to have had a good dinner.

The Marshal made a gesture, and a simple but abundant dinner was immediately served in front of Duke Wolf Poison by the kitchen.

He thanked the dwarf chef politely, then fastened his napkin, took the knife and fork to cut the pork chop on the plate, and took a small piece smeared with tomato sauce into his mouth like a blood-stained piece of meat.

This kind of food that the dwarfs like best was cooked very well and was no different even for vampires.