Translator: Xaiomoge
Security officers, like cats on a hot tin roof, quickly rushed over from all sides.
Unlike ordinary people, if there was an attempt on the life of a greater aristocrat in the middle of the street and the surrounding security officers didn’t manage to thwart the attempt, they would lose their job in the best case scenario. If the relatives and subordinates of the greater aristocrat were to take their anger on the security officers, the latter would have miserable endings.
Dozens of security officers ca from all sides and surrounded the area. Besides, the sirens rang constantly, gathering their companions from the surroundings.
Yang Feng held out his hand and blocked Becky’s fist. Next, his face flushed bright red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
“I am Earl Ian of the Red Earth Wasteland and I was personally enfeoffed by His Majesty. These people tried to kill ! Seize them!!” After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yang Feng took a dozen steps back, pointed at Becky’s group of 7 people, and shouted loudly. Simultaneously, he took out his aristocratic badge and threw it to the grade-3 supervisor, who just arrived at the scene.
“Stop! Stop your unruly conduct! Don’t resist! Otherwise, we will execute you on the spot on the charge of making an attempt on the life of a greater aristocrat! If you continue to resist, your families will also be imprisoned on the charge of treason!” The grade-3 supervisor carefully inspected Yang Feng’s aristocratic badge, then his complexion changed slightly, he pointed at Becky’s group of 7 people, and yelled.
Becky’s group of 7 people stopped at once. They were powerhouses with Sky Knight rank and above cultivation bases. If they started killing, they could kill the dozens of security officers at the scene.
However, in addition to a large number of ordinary security officers, the security hall still had a special force called the sword of justice. The sword of justice special force was composed of Knight rank and above powerhouses. There were even 5 Sacred Swordsn in the sword of justice. Once the security hall dispatched the sword of justice special force, even the Lightning Sacred Swordsman wouldn’t dare to resist it directly.
On the Feisuo Plane, powerhouses were as common as dirt. Therefore, the various branches of power of the Morrince Empire were similarly full of experts. Otherwise, the order of the empire could not be maintained, at all.
Becky explained loudly: “I am Becky, the daughter of the Lightning Sacred Swordsman! We didn’t try to kill Ian!”
As if a victimized greater aristocrat, Yang Feng used a very impassioned voice to yell: “So it was the Lightning Sacred Swordsman who has ordered you to do this!! Previously, I accidentally injured a civilian nad Girón, who is the chief disciple of the Lightning Sacred Swordsman. Now, for the sake of that disciple, he went so far as to order his daughter to kill . It’s lunacy. I need the protection of the sword of justice special force. No, I demand that that the security hall dispatches the sword of justice special force to capture the Lightning Sacred Swordsman!!”
The grade-3 supervisor suddenly had a headache. On the Feisuo Plane, Sacred Swordsn were among the strongest powerhouses below the demigod rank. An average joe wouldn’t dare to offend such a being. So long as Sacred Swordsn didn’t do anything too heinous, very few people would go to them to look for trouble.
But Yang Feng was a hereditary peer greater aristocrat of the Morrince Empire, who had a noble status and great power. He similarly wasn’t soone a grade-3 supervisor could contend against.
The grade-3 supervisor was a very bright character, so he said promptly: “Earl Ian, the sword of justice isn’t sothing that I, a re grade-3 supervisor, can dispatch. If you really want to dispatch the sword of justice, please send a formal request to the higher-ups.
Yang Feng, with an aristocratic arrogance, pointed at Becky and them and said lightly: “Very well! But these people made an attempt on my life in the middle of the street! The evidence is conclusive, as you’ve seen! Arrest them!”
The grade-3 supervisor said coldly with a gloomy expression: “You heard it! Put down your weapons at once and don’t resist, or we will execute you on the spot on the charge of making an attempt on the life of a greater aristocrat. If you continue to resist, your families will also be imprisoned on the charge of treason! Of course, if you don’t resist, we will allow you to invite a lawyer to defend you in the court of law.”
The 6 young n looked at each other, then smiled wryly, drew the swords at their waist, and threw them aside.
More than a dozen security officers quickly rushed up to the 6 young n and handcuffed them.
Becky yelled unwillingly: “How can you do this? He only said a few words and you’re going to arrest us. Why?”
The corners of Yang Feng’s mouth rose slightly and he said faintly: “Why you ask? It’s because I am a greater aristocrat and you are just a rabble of commoners!”
When he heard that, the grade-3 supervisor kept silent, as if hadn’t heard anything. No matter what he thought himself, but when confronted with a hereditary peer earl, he could only keep silent.
“Earl Ian, why bother with so children?” A gentle voice suddenly ca from the side. A middle-aged man in a blue martial attire, with a dium stature, short blue hair, a sword at the waist, an ordinary appearance, and traces of vicissitudes of life on his face slowly walked out from the side.
As if there was an invisible force around the middle-aged man, everyone who saw him made way for him unconsciously.
When the security officers saw the middle-aged man, as if they were struck by lightning, they trembled and retreated a few steps.
When Yang Feng saw the middle-aged man, all sorts of warnings went off in his mind, as the frightening perception of a level-3 Warlock warned him unceasingly that this middle-aged man was very dangerous.
In Yang Feng’s eyes, the middle-aged man seed to be the incarnation of an exceptional sword. As if a sword pressing against his neck, a mysterious intent locked onto his neck firmly.
Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with a trace of graveness and he said slowly: “Lightning Sacred Swordsman Cassius!”
The area within 10 ters of a Sacred Swordsman was their domain. Unless they released spells beforehand, most Legend Wizards on the Feisuo Plane would run into a dead when once a Sacred Swordsman closed the distance between them to 10 ters. Even if it was on the Cangzhi Plane, Great Warlock rank powerhouses might face death once a Sacred Swordsman got to a distance of 10 ters from them.
Once they stepped into the Legend rank, the swords of Sacred Swordsn had a trace of the power of law, making them extraordinary and exceedingly sharp. Even the powerful life force surrounding Great Warlocks at all tis wouldn’t be able to withstand such a sword.
Normally, when he wasn’t angry, the Lightning Sacred Sword Cassius looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. But once he channeled his strength, he was like a sword god, exceedingly sharp and unstoppable.
Cassius walked towards Yang Feng calmly. Nurous people retreated, as if Yang Feng was the only one left to face this Sacred Swordsman.
Although Cassius’ gaze was one of indifference, yet it concealed a frightening sword intent that locked on Yang Feng’s key points, giving rise to a stabbing pain. His body flared up with all sorts of warnings, and he nearly couldn’t resist his urge to press the dinsional crest and release the level-4 extraordinary life form rank chanical battle beasts.
Yang Feng suddenly said with a faint smile: “Lightning Sacred Swordsman Cassius, are you here to kill ? I recall that you seem to have a 70-year-old mother, a beautiful wife, and 2 brothers. Your 2 brothers have 1 son and 2 daughters respectively. There are 132 people in your family altogether. The people attached to your family make a total of 587 people. Do you want these people to accompany in death, and then wander the world alone?”
Cassius’ pupils shrank slightly. He erupted with a frightening sword intent in a flash, and nearly sliced Yang Feng into nurous pieces.
Yang Feng, however, looked at Cassius with an unruly expressions, as he sneered repeatedly, not saying anything.
Cassius confronted Yang Feng silently. Finally, his eyes flashed with helplessness, he smiled bitterly, and completely retracted the sword intent: “No, I just ca to pick up my daughter. I think that there ought to be so misunderstanding.”
Sacred Swordsn were also people, they also had parents, siblings, and friends. This restraint, as if shackles, locked onto them. As long as he wasn’t forced into a desperate situation, Cassius would never take the risk of having his friends and family executed, and kill a greater aristocrat in public.
The grade-3 supervisor breathed a long sigh of relief. His back was drenched in cold sweat, and the clothes he wore were all wet from the sweat. One was a human Sacred Swordsman with a peerless swordsmanship, the other was a hereditary peer greater aristocrat with great power. They weren’t existences whom he could offend lightly. Now that both sides cald down, he was a little relieved.
“Since you say that this is a misunderstanding, then I take it a misunderstanding, Cassius. I can cure Girón. If you want to cure him, bring your daughter and follow !” With a faint smile on his face, Yang Feng gave Cassius a aningful look, then turned towards his villa and went ahead.
Becky glared angrily at Yang Feng’s back and said in a spoiled manner: “Father, how can he be this unbridled. It’s so disgusting.”
Cassius’ eyes flashed with a mixture of envy and jealousy and he sighed lightly: “That’s because he’s a greater aristocrat!”
Even though his swordsmanship was unparalleled, to the point that even Legend Wizards would find it difficult to parry a blow from him once he closed the distance to 10 ters from the opponent, but the Lightning Sacred Swordsman Cassius was still a commoner, not an aristocrat, not a hereditary peer greater aristocrat.
With his swordsmanship, the Lightning Sacred Swordsman Cassius could get the title of a life peer aristocrat and get the rights of an aristocrat if he went to the court. However, it was very difficult to beco a hereditary peer aristocrat.
With it hundreds-of-thousands-of-years-long heritage, if every Legend rank powerhouse were to be enfeoffed as a hereditary peer aristocrat, the Morrince Empire would have been divided up until there was nothing left.
A greater aristocrat title was the lifelong goal of many Sacred Swordsn of the Morrince Empire.
“Becky, let’s go!” As he looked at Yang Feng’s back, Cassius’ gaze flickered. He pondered for a while before saying slowly.
From her childhood, Becky worshiped her Sacred Swordsman father the most. Naturally, she wouldn’t disobey him: “Okay, father!”
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