Three days later in the afternoon.

The weather in Pompeii is terrible today, with lightning flashing from time to time and heavy rain falling continuously.

All work inside and outside the city had to stop. The workers could not earn their wages and could only hide at home and secretly curse the bad weather. But inside the Pompeii Castle, it was very lively.

Knight of Pompeii, Sol, Pompeii.

The next generation of Pompeii knights, Luther and Pompeii, met Rebecca, Quinteron, and several other Pompeii knights who came to seek refuge in the castle hall.

"The wandering knights come to you for a living, the great knight of Pompey." Rebecca, Jintelun and others were very humble, touching their chests with their right hands and bowing deeply.

These guys are all powerful knights, especially Rebecca and Jintelun, who are powerful high-level knights.

The only obstacle between them and the Pompeii family is loyalty.

Although Rebecca, Jintelun is a special case, because Viscount Silver Wing committed adultery with his wife, when the Viscount was in trouble, he resolutely abandoned his wife and left with the bastard.

But this cannot conceal the fact that he left his master when he was in trouble.

The same goes for the other knights. Although Viscount Silver Wing is a despicable person, their actions are not in line with the current moral atmosphere of Orange.

But the knight Pompey and his son were both smart people and did not dwell on this point.

And Rebecca, Quintlen is also surprisingly smart.

"Pompeii welcomes you, the powerful Knight of Jintelun." Old Thor expressed his joy and welcome like a lord.

The knights present were hired as guards of the Pompeii family.

Rebecca and Jinteron led the knights to kneel on one knee and immediately said: "Great Knight Pompey, we admire your strength very much and hope that our son can receive your teachings in your castle."

This is Kintlen's cleverness and his way of expressing his loyalty.

Let the sons stay in the castle and listen to the teachings of the great Pompeii Knight. This was a secondary purpose, the real purpose was to keep his sons as hostages in the Pompeii family castle.

In this way, he proved his loyalty and gained Pompey's trust.

Tell Pompey.

I left the Silver Wing family only because of Viscount Silver Wing's despicable character. I am worthy of my chivalrous ethics. Now I use my son to prove my loyalty. Please trust me.

To this, Old Thor readily agreed and said with a smile: "I will train all the little guys to become excellent knights."

Afterwards, Old Thor held a banquet in the castle and invited the family knights headed by Knight Captain Stone, as well as Mayor Lelouch, and introduced knights such as Rebecca and Kintelon.

Afterwards, Old Thor gave Rebecca, Jintelen and others corresponding salaries and packages, and planned for them to join the knight sequence under Knight Commander Stone.

Responsible for protecting the safety of Pompeii.

The Pompeii family previously had no high-end combat power except for the Lord Old Sol, who was a great knight. The high-level knights, Rebecca and Jintelun, came to join them, which was of great significance to Pompeii.

After that, the Pompeii family welcomed some knights from the Silver Wing family to defect, and the Pompeii family swallowed them all.

As time passed, Viscount Silver Wing's power was constantly weakened.

Death is getting closer.

Silver Wing City, inside Silver Wing Castle.

The atmosphere was very depressing at the moment. The defenders, guards, and knights outside the castle all had solemn expressions and frighteningly gloomy eyes.

The male and female servants who came and went in the castle were all in a hurry, looking panicked.

It seemed that even mice could sense the coming storm.

Compared to the prosperity of the Silver Wing Family before, the current Silver Wing Family seemed to be declining. The number of Guardian Knights had dropped sharply from over a hundred to thirty or forty.

The Silver Wing Family has been thriving for many years and still has some foundation, so they still keep these loyal knights.

Moreover, these thirty or forty people had to be divided into different time periods to defend the castle. This was not enough to protect the safety of a real noble.

In the castle hall, Viscount Silver Wing sat on his throne. His breath became weaker and weaker, his eyes became more bloodshot, his cheeks became thinner, and he indulged himself in excessive sexual activities.

Knight Figo has also become thinner, and he already looks frail, looking even more frail.

"My Lord Viscount, the defenses in the castle and the city are now the weakest in the history of the Silver Wing Family. I think we should mobilize the vassals to increase the defenses of the castle and the city."

Knight Figo worked hard to maintain the Silver Wing Family.

"Figo, you are a loyal knight commander, and the knights who can stay are also loyal knights. But no matter what we do, it's just a desperate struggle. No matter how many loyal knights I have, Luther and Pompey have already controlled our food and salt. Hunger without salt will crush us and my territory. And I think it's about time for the new party to take action."

"Just like they did to Baron Barton, when the Silver Wing Viscount's territory was in such chaos, they didn't mind killing me and creating even greater chaos."

The Viscount smiled to himself and took a sip of wine.

“But I can’t just watch the Silver Wing family perish.” Figo said gritting his teeth.

"The Silver Wing family will not perish, Luther. All Pompey can do is destroy my life. The position of Viscount Silver Wing will be passed on to my son. His Excellency the Count of Libya is the supporter of all the great nobles."

The Viscount said with a smile.

He had given up hope on himself, but he was not worried about his family. A great noble family would not collapse so easily.

He had already arranged accommodation for his wife and son.

Although the Viscount was never too fond of his wife, he was grateful to her for leaving the only bloodline for the Silver Wing Family.

His only son.

Smith, Doug.

Just then, there was a noise and sound of fighting outside the castle.

"Have they attacked?" Fear appeared on Viscount Silver Wing's face, but there was also a hint of relief in his fear. Is this matter finally going to end?

Living in fear is too painful, it is better to embrace death.

Thinking about the days that had passed, the Viscount gnashed his teeth.

Luther, that little brat from Pompeii, you win.

Nothing was beyond your expectations.

"Ah!" With a shrill scream, a knight was kicked into the castle, fell near the Viscount, and died with his head tilted.

Then, three knights wearing cloaks and hiding their faces walked in.

The powerful fighting spirit burst out without any disguise, and they were all elite high-level knights.

"Mr. Viscount, we will end you just like we end the entire kingdom." A senior knight said in a hoarse voice.

"The great Prussia will not perish because of you thugs, and the one who put an end to me was that little devil Luther Pompey, not you thugs."

Before his death, the Viscount regained his courage. He picked up his knight's sword, mobilized the violent wind fighting spirit in his body, and laughed contemptuously.

Knight Figo also took out his sword.

"The Silver Wing family will not perish just like this."

This loyal knight commander also said.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)