Looking at William, whose face was sowhat serious, Milton Cheney furrowed his brows.
"Leave now? Is this matter really that serious?"
A hint of doubt was mixed in Milton's voice.
He had thought that the deathmatch duel was because so aristocrats in the Golden Lion Coliseum couldn't stand his continuous victories, or because it had affected certain aristocrats' interests.
But the results of the investigation that William returned with gave him different information.
"Young master, there's more than one person behind this, and even so people inside the Golden Lion Coliseum have been corrupted. This deathmatch duel against you was completely preditated."
William's voice was serious, but there seed to be so complex emotions in his tone.
William wouldn't suspiciously question anything, and if he said such things, Milton knew that William must have discovered sothing suspicious.
Therefore, Milton didn't continue to ask, he just nodded lightly.
However, Milton wasn't a fool. He still heard sothing from William's tone.
"Is it you, my brother whom I have never t?"
Milton sighed slightly in his heart.
The only person he could think of that could cause William to have such emotions, was his brother, Nicholas Weasley, who he had never t since he crossed into this world.
Seeing the sowhat complicated expression on Milton's face, William wondered if he had overreacted.
This matter was big, but it was also small. He did indeed discover so things, but they weren't overly exaggerated.
But for Milton's safety, he needed to send Milton back first and then proceed with the investigation after consulting with the master.
The complex emotions in his tone were actually him feeling shocked that soone dared to pluck hairs from a lion's body.
He suddenly realized that Milton seed to have misunderstood his aning.
With a quick thought, he understood what Milton was thinking.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Young Master, you misunderstood. I am worried about your safety, so I need to send you back first. This matter has nothing to do with the eldest young master."
One reason he could think of this so quickly was also related to the Golden Lion Coliseum.
Because the Golden Lion Coliseum is indeed managed by Nicholas Weasley, the eldest son of the Golden Lion Family.
But Nicholas Weasley had left for a tour of the kingdom two years ago, and now soone else is in charge of the coliseum. Nicholas even sent a letter from the capital to the master so days ago.
Moreover, William knew Milton's elder brother very well.
He knew that the person behind the scenes could not be Milton's elder brother.
So even though he knew it was a bit presumptuous, he still said it.
He didn't want Milton to misunderstand his elder brother due to a few words.
Milton looked at William in surprise.
The reason for his surprise was, of course, that William had so easily seen through his thoughts.
At the sa ti, he felt a sigh of relief. He didn't want to see a family feud.
In the mories of his predecessor, his elder brother had always been very good to him since he was a child.
Due to the many affairs in Earl Arthur's territory, his elder brother had always played the role of a father and brother since their mother's death.
Milton also realized that he was mistaken. His suspicion of his older brother was completely out of a transmigrator's rationality and subconscious doubt.
After he reacted, he also realized how unreliable his thoughts were.
Without hesitation, Milton followed William out of the resting area of the Golden Lion Coliseum and walked towards the outside of the coliseum.
He understood that William was concerned about his safety.
After all, the person behind the scenes was playing sneaky moves. But William must be prepared for them to turn hostile.
He was a grand knight, but who knew whether the people behind the stages would send out a grand knight or a bunch of knights.
If it was just him, he was not worried at all, even if three grand knights ca, he could run if he couldn't fight.
But two fists couldn't beat four hands, and he had Milton to protect.
So now, the most important thing for William is to send Milton back first.
As for investigating the people behind the scenes, it was definitely behind ensuring Milton's safety.
.....
In the carriage, William was still playing the roles of both a guard and a coachman.
anwhile, Milton was sitting inside the carriage, holding a book and flipping through page by page.
The atmosphere was very quiet, neither William nor Milton spoke.
However, suddenly, Milton seed to have felt sothing. He closed the book in his hand and subconsciously steadied his body.
The next mont, the carriage suddenly stopped.
William stopped the carriage very steadily, while Milton was prepared, so he naturally wasn't taken by surprise.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
William, who was sitting in the front, said in a low voice.
His tone has never been as cold as it is now.
An unmistakable dominance instantly swept across the whole scene, the intent to kill enveloped the entire area.
If one were to say that William, upon hearing the news of Milton Cheney's manipulation that day, was a lone wolf crawling on the ground, then he now is the wolf king, baring his fangs and wide bloody mouth.
Dark maneuvers were one thing, but openly intercepting a carriage bearing the Golden Lion Family emblem is no ordinary provocation.
It's equivalent to defecating on the head of the Golden Lion Family, a family that's been standing strong in the kingdom for hundreds of years.
In decades, nobody had ever dared to do this.
Today, soone did.
The dozens of robed n standing in front of the carriage had no reaction to William's words. They neither spoke nor revealed any emotions.
Like a bunch of robots, identical and emotionless.
"Family Death Warriors!"
William's heart sank.
He quickly discerned the identities of these n.
Family death warriors are not sothing a small clan can raise, they must be nurtured from childhood.
Often emotionless, they are like knight swords loyal to the family, more tools than humans,
The Golden Lion Family too has its own death warriors.
The main reason William could quickly discern their identities was that he had personally trained such warriors.
He was all too familiar with people like these.
William hadn't expected the mastermind to act so quickly, and even know their route so clearly.
He imdiately understood that the mastermind wasn't simple; the clues he had unearthed might have been deliberately revealed to him.
It was William's idea not to have a strong escort accompany Milton Cheney. When he and Cheney left the Golden Lion Coliseum, William had arranged for dozens of carriages to head off in different directions.
However, they were still intercepted; there are only two reasons for this.
The first is that the mastermind knew the exact route William was going to take; the second is that all of the carriages were stopped.
William wasn't sure which one it was, but neither was good news.
The death warriors stood still, waiting for William to make his move. Their target from the start was Milton Cheney.
Their mission was to kill Cheney by any ans necessary, so they naturally wouldn't just rush forward directly.
The next mont, William made his move.
Layers of crimson light instantly wrapped around his silvery-white Knight Sword.
[Knight Skill·Crimson Moon Slash]!
A true Knight Skill!
A Grand Knight's knight skill unleashed under the intent to kill!
A long sword emitting red light, like a red moon, slashed towards the death warriors in front of the carriage.
Just in an instant, two severed heads went flying into the sky!
Blood splattered all over.
However, the actions of these death warriors were swift; out of the remaining eight, seven imdiately surrounded William.
One went rushing towards the carriage, his target clearly Cheney in the carriage.
William instinctively felt confused, but he didn't stop his movents.
There was no difference between Quasi-Knight level death warriors surrounding William and committing suicide.
Within a single breath, William lopped off the heads of all seven n.
But the one who slipped through his fingers was moving faster than he was.
Normally this was impossible.
Because the runaway was at best an Official Knight. There should be a world of difference in speed between them.
Family Death Warriors who are Official Knights are the lowest-ranking knights, inferior even to so highly talented Quasi-Knights.
William was initially confused because the death warriors surrounding him were simply signing their own death warrant.
He could easily kill them and then protect Cheney.
But the situation on the ground was starkly different from his conjecture. His montary miscalculation even put the young master in jeopardy.
William's pupils turned blood red instantly.
His speed burst forth at once, fully unleashing the power of his Life Seed.
At this point, he had figured out a few things.
Knowing their route so precisely, and yet being so well-prepared.
"Wizard?! Magic Potion!"
A roar echoed in William's heart. His knight sword was instantly thrown out.
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