Jiang Wan slammed the letter onto the table and angrily rebuked:
"Are you two planning to elope here?"
"hateful!!!"
...
...
The helmet tilted slightly, and the being within the full suit of armor seemed somewhat surprised, observing Han Ci from a different perspective.
But after a few seconds, he shook his head and calmly said:
"I am the swordsman."
Han Ci saw the swordsman's reaction as a sign of stubbornness and a guilty conscience, and pressed his advantage, saying:
"If you are, then why don't you draw your sword?"
"Only those who draw the words of judgment are the sword-bearers of the Inquisition, not some legend who can impersonate them."
“I don’t know how you got this sword, but if you can’t prove it, you are challenging the dignity of the court.”
His aura gradually rose with his words, and the previously suppressed Cold Thorn now displayed a terrifying aura befitting a legend.
In his words, the imposter swordsman before him was an ignorant man attempting to provoke the court.
The pattern on his mask was thorns covered in frost, and it was more than just a design.
Grand Duke Frostthorn is a thorn in the interrogation hall, shrouded in icy cold. As a legendary interrogator, his aura is terrifying.
He was the perpetrator, the master of dark arts, and the cruel executioner.
Despite the dangerous aura, the swordsman remained calm.
He didn't draw his sword on the spot, nor did he make any other move. Instead, he asked directly:
"Then who do you think I am?"
The rising momentum was abruptly halted; Han Ci paused for a moment, then sneered:
“I don’t care who you are, but you’re definitely not the swordsman.”
After thinking for a moment, Duke Hanci remembered the clown who had delivered a message to him after the swordsman left last time.
He used exaggerated gestures to utter that humiliating word, Aiger!
As a legend of the same inquisition, Aiger, who did not ally with them, was also an outlier.
However, he didn't fight for anything and had no interest in power, so he was ignored after being targeted a few times.
After all, no one would be upset with a legend who spends his days holed up in his dilapidated laboratory and lives in that old, run-down house that doesn't fit the legend's image.
"Perhaps you are that dark rat who likes to hide in your own burrow."
Buzz.
Just as Han Ci finished speaking, a clear teleportation fluctuation appeared at the opportune moment, and Aiger's figure strode out from it.
"Hahaha, I'm late, I'm late! The Archmage hasn't arrived yet!"
A third legend wearing a mask appeared.
"Luckily I made it in time, I almost missed it."
Aeger appeared right in front of Grand Duke Frostthorn. After looking around and not seeing Augustus, he smiled at his old rival:
"Oh dear, isn't this the stinking viper from the prison cell? What, were you thinking about this little mouse just now?"
His tone was full of teasing, but every word Aiger said struck a chord with Hanci.
He could feel the gazes of the other legends and could guess what they were thinking.
Look how interesting this is!
He had just said that the other party dared not appear in front of him when the person in question showed up.
He had just said that the other person was Iger when Iger appeared instantly on the spot.
He now claims that the other person wasn't the one wielding the sword, but an imposter...
Can it be trusted?
Even if it's proven true, so what? In the current state, people will definitely suspect that the swordsman might actually be the one in the next second...
"Not saying anything? You're quite shy today, that's not like you at all."
Looking at Aiger's exaggeratedly outstretched hands, Hanci snorted angrily:
"……snort!"
However, the tense atmosphere in the arena was broken by the appearance of Aiger, who no longer confronted the swordsman.
That's enough... Let's stop here for today.
Han Ci realized that the other party had definitely come prepared and had set a trap for him long ago.
We can't stay here any longer.
Feeling that everything was going wrong, Hanci didn't want to stay here any longer, and disregarded Augustus, so he immediately decided to leave.
But just as he was about to turn and leave...
The sound of a sword being drawn rang out!
Clang.
His movements froze, and Hanci's gaze swept past Aiger, coldly fixed on the swordsman opposite him.
"……what are you up to?"
The swordsman drew his sword only an inch from its sheath, then made no further moves, simply observing him quietly.
You need to apologize.
!!
"You want me to apologize to you? Are you kidding me?"
I don't want to get involved with you guys, and you still dare to cause trouble?!
Without another word, the judgment was raised even slightly, and the swordsman's attitude needed no further explanation!
"Are you going to keep provoking me? Don't you know what price you'll pay?!"
Frost began to condense around Grand Duke Hanci's body.
His anger was becoming increasingly difficult to contain.
Time and time again, are you never going to stop?!
Damn it!
If you're going to fight, then fight!
Unlike the Cold Thorn Grand Duke, who was like a volcano about to erupt, there was no change in the surroundings of the swordsman.
The surrounding environment was not affected by the swordsman's emotions.
Conversely, all the legends present felt an extremely sharp sword intent emanating from the swordsman.
It doesn't affect the surrounding area; it works entirely on the enemy!
The swordsman's stance became even clearer!
Just as the tense atmosphere was about to reach its peak, a discordant voice suddenly broke in.
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