Dear Broom Knight

"What about Mom's matter?" Nick whispered to his brother.

Fabrice turned back in astonishment: "What are you trying to say?"

He pointed to the intense battle ahead: "Grandfather is still fighting!"

"He wants to be the second Masoud, so he must protect Natalie's family." A faint voice sounded, "So he wants you to think of a way to prevent Count Montes from going to the king to complain when he comes to his senses.

After all, Horne was clearly sent by Natalie's family."

"Wh...what? Wait, Kyle...are you alright?" Fabrice couldn't bother to think carefully about the meaning of these words, he just looked in astonishment at his third brother who suddenly got up from the ground.

"Ah...it was planned very well, but unfortunately, it's too late." Kyle ignored his brother and said with a look of annoyance, "Damn Lowry! Even if he doesn't come, he can still create so much trouble for me!"

Then he shouted loudly: "Horne, Pat! Stop playing around!

The White Dragon King will be here in ten minutes! Entangle them."

Count Montes instantly thought of something and turned his head in horror to rush towards Alex and the others, even neglecting to maintain his knight formation.

However, the mage directly released a big move with a dull expression...a stream of orange flames rushed towards the Count.

"Who are you? Where's Kyle!" Alex reached out to protect Nick, who was hiding behind him, and grabbed Fabrice, who was standing there in a daze, with his other hand.

"Why pretend to be stupid? I am Kyle! The youngest son who possesses your and Natalie's bloodline."

Kyle smiled strangely, stretched out his hands, and grabbed hard.

Nick, who was hiding behind Alex, 'Ugh' directly fell to the ground, clutching his throat tightly with both hands.

"Kyle!" Fabrice, who finally came to his senses, shouted anxiously, "Don't! Nick is your brother!"

"The brother who always wanted me to die sooner?" Kyle smiled gently, "Brother Fabrice, you probably don't know how long I've wanted to strangle his throat like this!

He just has an unnecessary mouth."

Fabrice quickly turned his head and then quickly turned back: "Kyle, please! Let Nick go!"

"Shouldn't you be concerned about your own little life right now?" Kyle tilted his head and said curiously, "Brother Fabrice, as Lowry said, you really are a bit simple-minded!"

Fabrice blinked in surprise: "Me...me...are you going to kill me too?"

Such a simple question made Kyle couldn't help but laugh a few times: "You should just shut your mouth and enjoy the last bit of your life!"

Alex nervously grabbed his eldest son's arm, not knowing what to say, he had already discovered that Count Montes seemed unable to break through this shield from his former ally for a while.

"Ah, my father." Kyle suddenly hiccuped and said with a satisfied look, "Unfortunately, Nick's flesh is too useless.

However, the taste of rose salt is really good!

No wonder you guys love to eat it so much."

"Nick!" Fabrice knelt on the ground in grief.

Looking at his brother, who was reduced to ashes, leaving only his clothes, Fabrice was in great pain.

Of course, he knew that Nick was not the kind of good brother in the true sense of the word.

He was greedy, petty, and particularly competitive.

But aside from the sourness, this younger brother of his was not as ruthless and tolerant as his second uncle.

He only had a shallow mouth and a petty temper that bullied others.

Moreover, Natalie gave most of her resources to him, the eldest son...Nick, who followed him almost all the time, actually had no chance.

Especially after confirming that his strength would definitely not catch up with the hard-working Fabrice, and was even inferior to Kyle, who had good talent, Nick even began to neglect his knight training.

The reason why this situation occurred was naturally because Nick, although he also had fantasies of a pie falling from the sky in his heart, did not intend to work hard to fight for it himself.

Otherwise, his eyes would not have been fixed on Kyle, and he would have been wholeheartedly looking for trouble for this younger brother who was in a bad situation.

In their family, having such a younger brother was already Fabrice's good fortune.

Therefore, he also sincerely put a little emotion into this younger brother of his.

Count Montes, who was worried that Fabrice would have psychological problems due to his stagnant strength for many years, would often personally teach this eldest grandson over the years.

Therefore, Fabrice understood very well the implication in his grandfather's words: as a border noble who wielded great power and was relatively independent, it was best to put more emotion into suitable relatives.

Being too ruthless and unrighteous might bring a catastrophe to the family due to excessive expansion.

Fabrice really understood his grandfather's teachings, so he did put a little emotion into his two younger brothers who were bound to have no competitive qualifications.

But most of it was still Nick, who was closer in age to him.

Therefore, his grief was also very real.

Alex, on the other hand, had not lost his mind due to grief, and he quickly thought of another thing: "Natalie! She...you!"

"Ah~ I've also been digesting it for a long time!" Kyle replied with a smile, "So, my dear father, come into my body~

Keep my noble mother company."

Fabrice suddenly raised his head.

"No!" Count Montes looked at his eldest son, whose throat was also being strangled by his own hands, and almost went crazy.

This time, he could no longer be so calm.

The power all over his body seemed to burn up, directly shattering the protective halo.

"Heh~ Welcome to my world." Kyle suddenly laughed heartily, "Count Montes, who is burning himself, you are really cooperating!"

"Lord Count!" Several knights who were tightly entangled by Pat and Horne were shocked and rushed over here even at the cost of being stabbed.

"Pat!" Kyle suddenly opened his mouth coldly, "Stop slacking off!

Give me your real strength!

Otherwise, don't blame me for directly attacking Yagris!"

Pat, who had been assisting Horne, helplessly glanced at the knights who he had gotten along with fairly well in the past, and drew out another long sword with a serious expression.

Then he attacked frantically at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Although the knights were not afraid of death, they were still unable to resist such a stormy attack for a while... The key was that Pat's strength was also very great.

And he had obviously added magic power.

Although they were all high-level knights who had experienced many battles, they were a little at a loss in the face of this attack that they had never seen before.

In addition to the magic scrolls that Horne kept throwing out.

Even though two of them had also ignited their knightly will, they still failed to break out of Pat and Horne's control range.

Burning one's will, to put it bluntly, is to ignite one's soul and body at the same time, purely risking one's life.

In a certain period of time, no, basically it means ending the battle within 10 minutes, and then you have to recuperate for a long time.

But if you burn for a long time, you will definitely die.

Although Count Montes was fighting desperately, he had not completely lost his mind.

But he knew that the existence occupying Kyle's body could never drag on until the king arrived.

Even if he knew very well that after doing this, he, who was already old, would definitely damage his lifespan, and the longer the time dragged on, the less time he would have left for himself.

But, he had to do this.

He had put so much effort into it, abandoned so much emotion, all for the continuation of the Montes family!

Masoud even died so ignorantly.

He could not let Alex lose his life like this!

Even if a voice had slipped through his heart 'It would have been better if I hadn't separated Lowry', he could only resolutely abandon everything.

He had no room for regret!

Kyle tilted his head and smiled, watching Count Montes release his big move leisurely, and even had the leisure to comment: "The fighting style of the Dragon Vein Rhino is still so rough, if the power can't suppress the enemy, it's trash!

Tsk, what's the use of ten consecutive slashes if you can't break through the defense?"

Then he suddenly raised his head: "Tsk, why is it so fast!

It's actually so early!"

"Then, let's not play anymore." Kyle showed a smile and suddenly clapped his hands.

The tattered ruins suddenly exploded again.

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"Damn it!" The King of the North, standing on the head of the White Dragon, had a serious expression, "It's still too late!

That is, the aura of the Lord of the Tower, Montes... What exactly does the Montes family have?"

"Montes's aura seems to still be there, you can ask him yourself." The White Dragon shook his head and pointed his claws at the little mage standing in the garbage dump with a confused expression and his mother, "Lowry is very safe."

"Descend! Luscania." His Majesty the King said helplessly, "I know you only care about Lowry, but the one who is least likely to have problems is him.

The reason why Yagris can be so stable all the time is because Lowry is safe enough."

"Oh~" The White Dragon said in a sweet tone, "Who can you blame for this?

Isn't that stupid subordinate of yours the source of all evil?"

"Don't say it." His Majesty the King moved his mouth a few times, although he also wanted to curse a few words, he still showed some consideration.

After all, no matter how stupid Montes was, he could still be considered loyal to him.

Moreover, the biggest enemy in the Northern Territory is usually just the Ice King, and occasionally the inland nobles and the Storm Church who want to reach in, no one expected that one day the Tower Church, which had been active in the eastern coastal area, would come here to make trouble.

Not to mention directly letting the incarnation of the Lord of the Tower descend in this place.

This is a very dangerous choice.

If his identity is discovered before he merges with the mortal flesh and blood and the world's laws accept his existence, the Lord of the Tower will not be able to save this part of his soul.