The Murrfieldians did not dare to refuse and all agreed.
“Very good.” Arthur’s lips curved into a sinister smile. “Now, it’s time to prove your sincerity and loyalty.”
The crowd was stunned and asked, “How do you want us to prove it?”
Arthur said meaningfully, “I can spare your lives, but you have too many subordinates. I can’t protect all of them.”
Since he was putting on a show, he naturally had to carry out some killings to cover up his intentions and deceive the Insect Ruler and the Wolf King.
In other words...
The Murrfieldians all understood.
Swoosh!
Clang!
Swish!
...
Immediately, they drew out their swords.
The subordinates never imagined that they would be the ones being sacrificed in the end. Unwilling to submit, they also drew their swords in response.
“Ah!”
“Gah...”
“Ugh—”
The next moment, the sound of massacre filled the air.
That night, the land of Murrfield was stained with blood, and grievances filled the sky. The miserable wails echoed in the wilderness, sending chills down the spines of anyone who heard them.
At the Insect Ruler’s palace, Halle had sent someone to keep an eye on the place the Progenitor Emperor was staying.
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