Chapter 161: Chapter 135: You Are the Traitor (5K)
After listening to Ford’s words, Aiden fell into silence.
From his constantly turning eyes, it was clear he was pondering sothing.
Ford dared not interrupt.
He didn’t even dare breathe too loudly, standing quietly waiting.
Luckily, the strange sll in the room gradually dissipated, otherwise, he would have vomited.
Who knows how long it had been.
Aiden’s words slowly ca, "Now the Bandit Corps has only about sixty people. If I gather all the free people and slaves, what do you think our odds are?"
Ford recalled for a few seconds, "Master, your manor has over two hundred slaves, more than twenty free people, and over fifty followers..."
"If they all can take up weapons and have the courage to fight the bandits, they could naturally annihilate the Bandit Corps!"
"But..."
But those are just slaves!
The daily food only ensures they don’t starve, ensures they can work.
How could they possibly have the strength to compare with those bandits experienced in fighting and killing?
Not to ntion whether they have the courage.
Even if their numbers are several tis that of the bandits.
But they, skin and bones, would only be heading for slaughter.
Aiden understood Ford’s aning, "But they are too weak! They’re even weaker than the greyhounds I raise."
Ford remained silent.
Aiden continued, "If I extend an invitation to the nearby lords, with which lord can we collaborate?"
Ford’s mind recalled, he opened his mouth, "Master Aiden, the one you have the best relations with is Jonas Frank Manor Lord."
"But it’s sowhat far, and may not solve the imdiate crisis..."
Aiden acknowledged, "Who else?"
Ford hesitated for a bit, then finally spoke, "There’s also... the lord beyond the wall."
Upon hearing "wall," Aiden’s complexion changed instantly.
He glared at Ford, "You dare ntion him to ?"
Ford quickly bowed his head, his entire body trembling.
"If it weren’t for him, how could I have attracted the Iron Blood Bandit Corps to the manor?"
"If he hadn’t built that wall, I would be the lord of that territory now!"
"If it weren’t for him, how would this current situation have happened?"
Ford still dared not speak.
But in the next second.
Aiden’s tone suddenly changed, "No, no!"
"This is not right!"
He seed to have realized sothing.
"First it was that fellow Walker, guiding us to that forested land..."
"He knew there were territories and guards ahead, yet didn’t report?"
"So I killed him! After killing him, found out he was a bandit of the Iron Blood Brotherhood..."
"In the end, when finishing the corpse, you recognized the Iron Blood Brotherhood’s tattoo at first glance?"
At this point.
Ford raised his head urgently, explaining.
"Master Aiden, you misunderstood, I just happened to have seen that symbol before..."
Aiden shook his head, continuing to speak to himself.
"Unwillingly, I wanted to use external forces to take that territory for myself, coincidentally introduced to
by you, the Iron Blood Brotherhood?"
"How did you get in touch with those bandits?"
Ford’s face filled with bitterness, "Master Aiden, it was really just a coincidence... you truly misunderstood."
Aiden continued speaking, "The Bandit Corps attacked my seven villages consecutively, even... daring to attack in broad daylight."
"How did they know I wouldn’t dare send troops to ambush them?"
Ford fell silent.
"Once, it may be a coincidence, twice, also possibly a coincidence, but thrice..." Aiden slowly stood up, staring straight at Ford.
"The only possibility is... you’re a traitor!"
Looking at Aiden’s certain gaze, Ford couldn’t help but sigh, he helplessly said, "Master Aiden, if I were a traitor, how could I have continuously advised you?"
"Even exhaustively going to the Marquis’s Castle? Even enduring verbal punishnt?"
Aiden was slightly stunned.
Ford’s words seed to have so logic.
But just in the instant Aiden was distracted.
Ford, who originally wore a look of helplessness, suddenly transford into a dark shadow, charged furiously toward Aiden.
His body rolled on the table before Aiden, a short dagger gleaming with cold light appeared in Ford’s hand.
The sharp and pointed tip of the short dagger directly stabbed at Aiden’s heart.
The next second.
Ford’s face filled with excitent, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He clearly felt that his full-strength thrust had penetrated less than half a centiter!
Ford instantly understood.
tal Soft Armor!
His arm moved, and Ford tried to stab the dagger toward Aiden’s neck.
Yet he felt a piercing pain from his abdon.
The raised right arm froze in mid-air.
Ford looked down and saw Aiden’s scimitar with an erald embedded was already piercing through his abdon.
Before Ford could react, Aiden’s left hand suddenly pushed at his front.
With this imnse force, Ford’s body rolled directly backward.
The scimitar that pierced his abdon was also pulled out.
On the sharp scimitar, it was covered with crimson blood...
Aiden spoke with certainty, "Just as I thought... just as I thought..."
"You, like Walker, are bandits of the Iron Blood Brotherhood!"
Watching Aiden stepping towards him, Ford clutched his abdon, struggling to retreat toward the door.
Blurred words constantly erged from Ford’s mouth.
"Just... just wait... your territory will eventually be taken by the leader!"
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