"Then, Lord Baron, let me, the old man, do it first. To be honest, I still have no breath."

"Please."

Sebas turned around and faced the thick iron gate again.Recalling the scene when Chiare was abandoned here, she put her hand on the door.The door is made of iron plates sandwiched with wooden boards. It is heavy and thick. It is impossible for humans to destroy it without props.

But to Sebas, the door was no different from paper.

But Sebas still reached out and turned the handle, but as expected, it didn't open.

"Opening a lock is not my proud skill... No way, use my own 'key' to open it."

Sebas muttered troubledly, and at the same time lowered his waist slightly, his right hand was withdrawn, making a hand-knife shape, and his left hand was stanced forward.The whole body is very firm, like a thousand-year-old cedar.

"call!"

What happened here next was an almost impossible scenario.

The iron door, and the hinged part was directly inserted by the hand knife, leaving only the wrist outside, but this was not over yet, squeak-squeak-squeak, the hand continued to penetrate.

There was a scream at the hinge, announcing the separation from the wall.

The door that had no resistance opened easily in front of Sebas.

Seeing this scene, Ralph's eyes lit up slightly. This hand alone is enough to prove the strength of this old man. No matter the control of power or the mastery of explosive skills, it cannot be achieved overnight.

In fact, the strength of this old man was higher than that of Gazef.

"It's Gazef again, doesn't it mean that he is the strongest in the kingdom? Why is anyone who just pops up now and can compare to him?"

Aware of the flaws in his own thinking, Ralph silently complained.

At this moment, Sebas politely removed the door completely and gently placed it on the corridor.

The one who appeared in front of the two was a tall man with a stubborn beard, with his mouth and eyes wide open, with a stunned face.

"what?"

"The door is a little rusted, so I opened it with a little effort. Here I propose to you that it would be better to put some oil on the door."

Sebas said this indifferently.

Then he looked back at Ralph.

"Your Excellency, let's begin."

"Okay."

To be honest, the fight was bland and boring.

There are many thugs in the brothel, and there are also many powerful ones. Some are even comparable to Mithril-level adventurers, but in front of Ralph and Sebas, they just met each other and then fell.

It's okay to be knocked out by Ralph, at least he can save his life.

But the people who were targeted by Sebas were a little bit miserable. His strange power was far beyond what these people imagined. A simple punch could send a person weighing dozens or hundreds of kilograms flying like a balloon.

In less than a minute, everyone in the brothel collapsed, and howling rang out in the room.

There was an unpleasant smell of ammonia in the air.

Ralph frowned, looked around, and set his eyes on one of them.

"Can you tell me where the secret passage here is?"

"No, there is no such thing!"

The person being questioned made a frightened voice, which was a bit comical in combination with his fierce appearance.

"You'd better think it over carefully, you're not the only one who can talk here."

Brushing the floor, the man's forehead oozes dense sweat, and his back trembles violently.

"In, in, in! Over there! There's a hidden door!"

Hearing this, Ralph looked at it subconsciously, and it looked like there was a little gap on the floor next to him.

After confirming, knocking the man unconscious, Ralph slashed the floor in front of him with a sword, and then planned to go down through the entrance.

At this moment, Sebas spoke up.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do with these people?"

"What do you think?"

"With all due respect, even if these people enter the prison, I am afraid they will soon be released by the colluding noble officials, so I think it is better to deal with it here."

The implication is to kill these people. No matter how you look at them, these people are all heinous sinners. Each of them has more or less lives. It is not surprising to kill them like this.

But Ralph refused.

"There's no need, this time they can't escape."

The Eight Fingers are destined to be uprooted, and at that time, no one of these people will care about their lives.

Ralph stepped into the entrance, Sebas frowned, and walked in immediately.

Although according to his meaning, these people need to be smashed to ashes, but Ralph is here, he should not be too ostentatious.

"Looks like this guy is surprisingly kind."

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