Cold sweat broke out on Lord's forehead. These thirty seconds were undoubtedly the longest moment he had ever experienced.

"Okay!" At the last moment, Lord sighed, slowly reached out and picked up the wine glass on the table, and pretended to drink it. However, at the last moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he threw the red wine in the glass to the guard closest to him.

The scarlet liquid immediately smeared on the man's face, sticking to the skin like sticky mud. It was obvious that this was not just red wine.

A dozen fully armed guards were already slashing at them with their knives.

Lord ducked down and shamelessly crawled under the table, dodging the swung sword and calmly analyzing the situation on the field.

Although the other party had a lot of people, they were all ordinary people. The fat William was even more inconvenient to move. He might not have no chance! Just as he was thinking, the long table above was lifted up. Only then did Loud see clearly that the person who took action was actually William!

You have to know that a whole long solid wood table with a lot of food on it probably weighs hundreds of pounds, but William easily flipped it over.

Fortunately, Lord was not an ordinary cripple. His alchemical prosthesis was even more flexible than that of a normal person. He almost rolled and crawled to avoid several long swords that were chopped at him, and rushed straight towards William who was very close to him!

A fully armed guard suddenly blocked the way, his sturdy figure like a heavy wall.

Without slowing down, Loud raised his cane and placed his hand on the secret compartment.

The next moment, a sharp thunder sounded in the closed hall. The lead bullet with a speed of more than 300 meters per second had penetrated the helmet at the moment the gunshot rang out, and the opponent's head was twisted into a knot.

Minced meat mixed with blood was scattered on Lord's face, but he no longer cared about it. Before a dozen guards surrounded him, he had already pointed the crutch and musket in his hand at William's head.

"Surrender, William! You should have seen its power just now. Even if your head is as hard as steel, there will be a hole in it." Lord said viciously.

Although this musket cannot be fired a second time in a short period of time, it does not prevent him from using it as a threat.

However, William ignored the powerful cane and musket pointed at his head and said in disappointment, "Is this what you rely on?"

A warning sign emerged in Lord's mind, and then the ground under his feet collapsed. Lord didn't check it for a moment and lost his balance, and fell in with the fat William.

Lord got up from the ground extremely quickly, and after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, cold sweat broke out on his face.

This is an underground palace, with densely packed holes on the surrounding walls, and countless sharp crossbows mounted on them.

William also fell hard and couldn't stand up at all. He seemed like a different person. He said tremblingly, "The walls of the entire hall are built with two-meter-thick boulders. Traps like this are everywhere in the hall. The ground is filled with kerosene. Unless a great wizard or the cardinal comes in person, no one can leave here alive!"

"You are not William!" Lord finally realized that something was wrong, because the real William would never put himself in such danger.

Unless, this is just a stand-in! Damn it!

Lord thought of this immediately, and he didn't expect that he would die here with a substitute.

Accompanied by a slight mechanical sound, the crossbow placed at the entrance of the cave retracted into the cave. That was the sound of the string being drawn!

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sound of the crossbow being fired, and the two people present stopped.

The mechanism has... stopped?

…

A few minutes ago, outside the gate of the fortress, Murt, who had confiscated Laud's belongings, walked alone deeper into the manor. After many twists and turns, he entered a hidden compartment. This was William's real hiding place! Except for a very few of his most trusted confidants, no one knew that William had trained a very similar substitute, who usually handled some external affairs or attended banquets among nobles.

Compared to the stand-in outside, the real William looks fatter and fatter, even making people wonder whether he can even breathe.

"Sir, just as you expected, Mr. Loud doesn't seem to be prepared to negotiate with us." Murt walked forward with his head lowered and displayed two daggers and a small crossbow in front of William, and pointed out that these were all looted from Loud's body.

"You did a great job, Murt," William said appreciatively.

Although the intelligence indicated that Lord was just an ordinary person who could not perform magic and was not a big threat, the magic of those wizards was extremely strange and who knew whether they would have any tricks up their sleeves. Naturally, he was not prepared to face them personally.

"Go and call Cody, I have something to tell him." William said in a deep voice.

Murt just stood there quietly with no intention of moving, as if he didn't hear his command.

"Murt!" William's eyes, which were not big to begin with, were almost narrowed into a line, and his pupils were filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, a voice that was extremely unfamiliar and frightening to him sounded in the compartment.

"Forked Lightning!"

Blue-purple arcs of electricity lit up around Murt. The speed of lightning was so fast that William had no time to react. The guards standing in front of him were already covered by the lightning. The sturdy iron armor not only failed to provide protection, but instead became the best conductor.

Just a face-to-face encounter caused him to fall to the ground twitching under the electric current of tens of thousands of volts. William himself was also within the range of the thunder.

Because the guards were wearing iron armor, the lightning conduction effect was so good that William was only affected to a very limited extent. However, the fat on his body couldn't help but tremble at the moment the electric current passed through.

"It's actually affected by the conductor? This is a not insignificant disadvantage."

The strange voice sounded again in the compartment, and then Lynn's figure emerged in the void. He glanced at the guards who fell under the thunder magic and William who was intact.

It seems his new magic needs further improvement...

(End of this chapter)