Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The entire manor heard the viscount lose control.

The bad news could not be hidden anymore.

Even if the viscount hid the fact that the treasure room had been looted, it was meaningless.

Because he could not hide anything else.

Many people saw it.

Young Master Lynch was dead. He had been blown to pieces in front of the Viscount.

The mercenary team that came to support was all wiped out.

The military camp was burned.

The knights were killed.

The butler was captured.

Fear was spreading.

What was even more terrifying was the indifferent and calm face of the viscount that appeared again.

Everyone was trembling in fear. Even the arrogant Mage Richard did not dare to say anything else. No one wanted to provoke a wild beast that had just lost its cub.

Viscount Samuel called a meeting and issued new orders.

His tone was calm and powerful, and the logic of his words was extremely clear.

"Knight Ron, recall all the knights, soldiers, and disciples of Mage Richard who are patrolling the territory and gather them in the Glory Sand Castle."

"Knight Synel, leave the city in disguise and go to the stables of Roque Village to get a fast horse. Go to Wild Waves City as soon as possible, go to the Mercenary Guild, and hire all the hired teams you can find…"

"Rupert, leave the city in disguise and go to the horse farm in Gus Village to get a fast horse. Take a shortcut to the High Ridge Watchtower in Shattered Leaf Town and light the beacon. I've agreed with Lost to raise the smoke signal if anything happens. He's searching in that direction… Call him back!"

At this point, Mage Richard could not sit still anymore. He said, "Knight Lost wants to capture…"

Before he could finish speaking, Viscount Samuel looked over sinisterly.

The mage's words were stopped by those eyes.

Even a powerful spellcaster was afraid of the other party's gaze.

Madness and forbearance, angry and calm. He seemed to be rational, but he had already lost his mind.

"I said, call him back."

Mage Richard shut his mouth.

Viscount Samuel said, "Because that Cathayan is the enemy we have to deal with the most at this stage. He's a lunatic, but a rational and smart lunatic. If we leave him alone, he'll definitely do even more damage. We have to kill him. Otherwise, even if we capture the princess, we'll be in chaos!"

He leaned out towards Richard and said coldly, "Do you want to live in fear of being enveloped by his shadow forever? Do you want to be paranoid and not know when he'll jump out and do something?"

Mage Richard said nothing.

In fact, this spellcaster still looked down on the so-called Cathayan clown.

In his opinion, it was not because this Cathayan was terrifying, but because the people of Glory Sand were too incompetent.

However, under the viscount's gaze, he did not say his thoughts.

Because through the viscount's gaze, Mage Richard had already understood.

This man looked calm, but he was actually crazy. Although the explanation he gave made sense, the fundamental reason for calling back Lost and hiring more mercenaries was hatred.

The man called Samuel had already lost his mind and madness dominated his thoughts.

Unless he killed his enemy, he could not calm down.

—Just wait. I'll report your incompetence to the Eldest Prince.

He said in his mind.

However, he still agreed with Samuel.

The mage asked, "What's your plan?"

"Plan?"

Samuel said coldly, "Don't you understand? That Cathayan has been avoiding us and attacking places we can't expect. He's leading us by the nose. This is a brilliant tactic, but it exposes the fact that he's very weak!"

"At least to you and me, he's very weak!"

"Because he's weak, he can't fight head-on, so he doesn't fight head-on! Therefore, he can only run around like a dark and despicable dog! He lured us to one place and attacked another. This instead exposed his lack of strength!"

"In that case, I'll retract all my strength. If he wants to play, I'll let him play with the entire Glory Sand Viscounty! If he wants to start a massacre, he can casually kill those lowly commoners!"

"As for me, I'll retract all my elite forces back to the castle."

"You, me, and the elite knights and soldiers, we'll defend here and resist all the enemies. If he has the ability, come and attack to his heart's content!"

Viscount Samuel said firmly, "Two days! At least a day, at most two days! Lost will return, and more mercenaries will come! We can't do anything to him now because our high combat strength is insufficient! When Lost and the mercenaries arrive, we can definitely kill him!"

—In that case, you should let Lost capture the princess. In that case, we have the hostage in our hands so we can think of a way to lure him out.

This thought flashed through Richard's mind.

However, he did not say it.

This was because he could tell that Viscount Samuel had already lost his mind and could no longer listen to any reason. It was really not a wise move to argue with him… If he got bitten, it would be an injustice.

Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you say.

Mage Richard nodded. "Alright."

"Then it's settled!"

Viscount Samuel swept his gaze around sharply, "Before the reinforcements arrive, we have to strengthen the defense of the Glory Sand Manor overnight! Every blind spot! Every room! Every door! I'll personally arrange all of this. Apart from the amount controlled by the cocktail party, you can have as much food as you want, be it meat or spices! Two days! Only two days! Everyone will obtain a large sum of money! And land!"

"As for you…"

Viscount Samuel looked at Mage Richard, "You have to help too! That Cathayan knows how to dig tunnels. I don't want him to suddenly come out of any corner like a gopher!"

Under his gaze, Mage Richard nodded and said, "Don't worry, it was because I didn't pay special attention previously. Now, I'll constantly sense the changes in the earth elements in the manor. If he dares to dig a tunnel again, I can bury him inside with a spell!"

Samuel nodded and said coldly, "Your apprentices and disciples have to help too! The other party has methods that we don't know the source of and can't understand. In other words, you're also in danger. You have to treat it carefully!"

Mage Richard agreed, "Don't worry, no matter how strange the method is, it can't transcend the change in the elements. In front of magic, all strange things have to lower their heads!"

He said disdainfully, "I want to see how incomprehensible this Cathayan's methods are!"

After the defense meeting, the viscount personally presided over the reconstruction of the defense.

A large amount of meat and wine was taken out. After testing that they were not poisonous, they were all cooked and given to everyone in the manor, including servants or maids. Everyone had a new job.

There was a person standing guard at regular intervals in the manor to ensure that everyone appeared in the vision of at least three people. Every house was carefully searched to ensure that no strange things were secretly placed by that clown. Everyone's water and food were gathered together and guarded by several people. Every once in a while, a mage had to cast a purification spell and check for poison.

Roof, underground, wall, everything.

He did not miss a blind spot.

Viscount Samuel was extremely intelligent and thought of every possibility. It could be said that with such defense, if the Cathayan still dared to barge into the manor like before, they would definitely be discovered immediately.

He ensured that nothing went wrong.

However, the viscount, who was excited by hatred and madness, ignored something.

He could become braver the more he suffered. He was not defeated by hatred and failure. Instead, he could calmly prepare for revenge.

But what about the others?

The more well-prepared he was and the tighter his defense was, the more he had to personally care about everything. This attitude of facing a great enemy could even encourage fear in the hearts of others and make them uneasy, allowing them to further demonize the image of that clown, causing fear and uncertainty to grow infinitely.

What kind of terrifying enemy could make the great and noble Viscount so crazy?

—Can we really stop him?

—What if he comes?

Silently, the entire manor was enveloped in fear.

Some people wanted to escape, but this was also within the viscount's expectations. All the paths to leave were guarded by the most loyal knights and soldiers. The most severe punishment was to punish those who dared to escape.

Moreover, everyone had been assigned a mission and ordered to monitor each other. Because reporting was useful, the servants, maids, and soldiers were scattered and distributed to ensure that no one was working with the clown.

The viscount had considered almost all the problems.

Apart from a few people who were not assigned to work,

Ever since the butler was kidnapped in front of her, this noble daughter had already been a little crazy. She had to stay with many people to give her a sense of security. However, this sense of security did not last long before the knights and soldiers were conscripted by her father. Hannah mustered her courage to object and was slapped. She was ordered to scram back to her room or stay in the hall.

Hannah was even more dejected, feeling that Kang De could jump out from any corner. From time to time, she would glance at the ceiling. When she walked to the corner, she would be careful. She liked to stay in empty places. In the room, she would open the wardrobe at any time and even lie on the ground to look at the bottom of the bed.

She was already a little nervous.

After having a hasty dinner with the servants, she was even more flustered. At this moment, she recalled the wine she had brewed. She suddenly wanted to drink because she was really too afraid and wanted to numb herself.

She also had to prepare some poisonous wine.

She shuddered at the thought of what Kang De had said to her.

If she really fell into his hands… she would rather die.

She walked up to the second floor in fear. Before today, this spoiled woman would probably never have dreamed that she would be afraid to walk in her house.

There were also a few people on duty on the second floor, which gave her a little courage. She pushed open her room and wanted to go to the wine cabinet to get wine. After opening it, she was suddenly stunned.

In the wine cabinet was a rose. The stem was tied in a familiar and beautiful knot, and a few petals seemed to be scattered in a mess. Hannah's body trembled.

Surprise appeared in his eyes.

This was… an agreement.

The secret signal for her tryst with Glenn.

Tonight, see you at the usual place…

Glenn… Glenn was still alive…

Why didn't he come back? Why didn't he appear?

Subconsciously, she wanted to tell her father about this.

However, in the next moment, she hesitated. Be it the rough push in the day or the slap tonight, her father's indifferent and crazy appearance was still fresh in her mind.

Glenn… Glenn…

Hannah, who was already extremely nervous, was anxious to escape Kang De's nightmare and had already lost her usual calm and intelligence. She imagined many reasons.

—Glenn must have realized how terrifying this Cathayan is, so he did not dare to return or make an enemy of him. However, he is still thinking about me. Very good, very good. He is still useful. He will definitely pick me up. This is great, very good. I have to leave. I will definitely die if I stay here. He will definitely not let me off…

She held the rose and whispered like a lunatic.

Then, she made a decision.

Same place… same place…

Hong San was also free at the moment.

He was under house arrest, but the person who had placed him under house arrest had also been transferred away. The viscount still did not trust him, but he would not kill him first. Hong San was imprisoned alone.

He sat in the chair and shivered as he thought about it.

Hong San already knew what had happened last night and what had happened today.

He had used an entire bag of money to find out.

Ironically, this bag of money was given to him by Kang De yesterday.

"Hong San, your clansman is really much stronger than you."

This was what the guard had said to him before he was transferred away. His tone was very complicated.

Hong San thought for a moment and muttered to himself, "Master Kang, Master, I really couldn't tell that you were going to start a massacre… I didn't know that the Viscount was going to attack you. I even intentionally reminded you to be careful of the Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, and Eldest Miss. You're a reasonable person and can't kill me… If the Viscount's family is dead this time, who should I be a slave to? I wonder if Master Kang is willing to take me in?"

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, no, I have to…"

Hong San hesitated for a moment and seemed to have made up his mind. He took out a wire from his hair.

Everyone had their own plans.

Everyone had their own fears.

Everyone was on guard.

Everyone was waiting.

They were waiting for someone to arrive, but they did not want him to.

This waiting was the most torturous.

Night fell. There were raging bonfires everywhere in the Glory Sand Manor. The flames soared into the sky and shone brightly. There were no blind spots. The trees around the manor were cut down and used as fuel.

This night was very, very difficult.

Everyone looked as if they were facing a great enemy.

Time passed silently.

What people did not know was that the person they were waiting for and afraid of was not in this world.

Instead, it was in a place called Earth.

He walked out of the shopping center and pushed the heavy cart. There were a large number of boxes piled up on the cart. There was sweet sugar, detergent, soap, and all kinds of things in the boxes. The things on this cart were piled high and there was an extremely huge number.

He had already made two trips.

Pushing this cart, he walked towards the main road.

He took out the medicine he had.

Strength Potion.

Battle Aura Boost.

The surging strength was enhanced three times, allowing him to have a huge amount of strength and an even stronger instantaneous explosive power in a short period of time. It was enough to carry very, very, very heavy things.

The net had already been cast.

It was time to carry out the most interesting part.

Let your world burn.

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