As the men in black cautiously approached the salt refinery, closing within ten meters, the ground beneath their feet suddenly blazed with light, as if some mysterious power had been activated. This sudden change astonished the men in black, and the leader blurted out, "It's a trap!"

As soon as he spoke, the figure of Butler Monster slowly emerged from the darkness. He floated in the air, emitting a faint glow, giving a mysterious and majestic feeling. He calmly looked at the men in black, his tone revealing an unquestionable firmness: "Since you've come, don't even think about leaving."

The men in black were shocked and at a loss by this sudden turn of events. They originally thought their actions were undetectable, but they never expected to have fallen into Butler Monster's trap.

At this moment, they seemed to have become turtles in a jar, with nowhere to escape.

Butler Monster continued to say slowly: "You thought you could easily break into the Wenk Royal Manor? How laughable. The manor's magic defense system is far more complex than you imagined. Now that you have stepped into my trap, don't even think about escaping."

The men in black looked at each other, their hearts filled with fear and despair. They knew they were in a desperate situation, but it was too late.

The black-clothed leader, unwilling to be captured without a fight, his eyes firm, faced with Butler Monster's threat, gritted his teeth and made a decision, shouting: "Fight! I'll hold back the old guy, you guys go destroy the salt refinery!" His voice revealed determination and courage.

Following his order, several men in black quickly separated, nimbly rushing towards the salt refinery, intending to destroy the target before Butler Monster could react. The leader remained in place, staring intently at Butler Monster, ready to bet his life to buy time for his companions.

A trace of surprise flashed in Butler Monster's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He smiled softly, as if he had expected this scene, and slowly said: "How brave, yet foolish. Do you think you can change anything this way?"

The black-clothed leader responded with a sneer: "Old guy, don't underestimate us. To complete the mission, we are willing to do anything." As he spoke, he had already adopted a fighting stance, preparing to engage in a life-and-death contest with Butler Monster.

At the same time, the men in black rushing towards the salt refinery also encountered numerous obstacles.

The manor's magic defense system seemed to come alive, constantly shooting vines from the surrounding grass, trying to stop their progress.

Fortunately, these men in black were well-trained and agile, cleverly dodging the attacks time and time again, continuing to move firmly towards their target.

At this moment, the entire manor seemed to have become a huge battlefield, with both sides fighting fiercely for their respective goals.

The black-clothed leader and Butler Monster were both mages, and their duel was particularly intense. The two exchanged blows, each move deadly, but both cleverly avoided the other's attacks. Various magical explosions constantly appeared in the sky, the scene was breathtaking.

Just as the men in black and Butler Monster were in the heat of battle, the gate of the salt refinery suddenly slowly opened.

Torres walked out of the workshop with a smile on his face. His appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I've been here for so long, I thought you guys weren't coming," Torres said jokingly, his gaze shifting between the men in black and Butler Monster. He was quite dissatisfied when he originally received the order to guard the workshop.

After all, this was the Royal Manor, who would dare to act presumptuously on the royal family's territory? He didn't expect that there really were "mice" who dared to come over.

The black-clothed leader's heart sank when he saw Torres' appearance. Their original plan was to take advantage of Butler Monster's unpreparedness, quickly destroy the salt refinery, and then evacuate.

Torres' appearance undoubtedly brought huge variables to their plan.

A trace of relief appeared on Butler Monster's face after seeing Torres.

The Seventh Prince's judgment was very accurate, coinciding with his own.

Torres' appearance meant that the black-clothed men's plan had been completely exposed.

Seeing the situation taking a sharp turn for the worse, the black-clothed leader understood that continuing to fight was meaningless and that he had to evacuate immediately to preserve his strength. He made a decisive decision and loudly ordered his companions: "Break through with all your strength, don't get entangled in battle, save whoever can!" His voice was full of determination and urgency.

Following the leader's order, the men in black immediately abandoned their entanglement with Butler Monster and Torres, and instead focused on breaking through with all their strength. They were agile and swift, trying to find a breakthrough in the chaos.

The Royal Manor's magic defense system has always been powerful, not to mention that this was Gustav's favorite manor.

Various traps and magic attacks were still as dense as rain, making the men in black's escape route difficult.

Despite this, the men in black relied on their extraordinary skills and tacit cooperation, cleverly dodging attacks time and time again, searching for an opportunity to break through.

The leader took the lead, resisting the fierce attacks of Butler Monster and Torres while directing his companions to evacuate in an orderly manner.

As time passed, the breakout battle gradually entered a white-hot stage.

Men in black were constantly injured and falling to the ground, but they still did not give up. Just as they were about to break through successfully, an unexpected change occurred.

Suddenly, a dazzling blade of light cut through the night sky, as if the Milky Way fell for nine days, and the fierce and unparalleled momentum instantly slashed and killed the men in black at the forefront, splashing blood.

The men in black fell to the ground without even having time to scream. The remaining men in black were stunned by this sudden change. They looked up and saw the old gatekeeper of the manor standing there coldly with a long knife in his hand. In the night, his figure was like a god of death.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed leader. He recognized the identity of the gatekeeper, and what frightened him even more was the blade of light just now.

That was actually a strike from an eighth-order swordsman instructor!

Why would such an expert condescend to a small manor?

But now was not the time to think about this question. The black-clothed leader quickly changed direction and fled towards the manor villa.

Now, only he was still alive in their squad.

Royal Daughter Korena had to stay at the manor because of the melon-growing competition. Soren could only come occasionally because of the affairs of the West District. Yasso came every day, but he had to return to the palace every day to meet with Aiqi Mili, and only occasionally stayed at the manor, so Korena was the main force in this competition.

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