The Black Duke of Pirates

"Brady, today I grant you the right to [kill]." At this time, Reinhardt looked at the teenager next to him and said, "These nobles, you can choose to kill one person or ten people. If you kill all of them, There is no problem."

The cold voice spread throughout the king's hall, and the nobles who were kneeling on the ground were all shocked. They could feel the dense **** smell coming from Reinhardt's mouth.

"The Duke of Reinhardt is spared, and we are willing to become a member of the Kingdom of Polkaria." Of course, these nobles can recognize Reinhardt, so they immediately cried out for mercy.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The young Brady nodded calmly. There was a special light in his eyes, but there was also the kind of hollowness that a young man rarely possessed, and his eyebrows were very light and light, but There is a special sense of sharpness.

Reinhardt looked at Brady's performance and nodded in satisfaction.

He did not let him down. In the past three years, he has devoted himself to various small training courses for Brady. Although his strength is not strong enough, he is already a rare good embryo. In the future development, he will surely be able to Comes in great use.

Dump...At this time, a team of guards came outside the hall, and the guards were taking the fifty-something king into the hall.

"My lord, the king of the Maple Leaf Kingdom has brought it." The guards in the lead walked to the main hall and bowed to Reinhardt. After seeing this scene, Reinhardt nodded with a smile, and the guard retreated to Blatter. Beside, he greeted Blatter in a low voice.

"King of the Maple Leaf Kingdom, are you okay?" Reinhardt said with a smile. The king saw a group of nobles kneeling on the ground, so he knelt on the ground in horror.

"Can I kill this king myself?" Blatter said suddenly, pointing to the kneeling king below. The people kneeling down below were shocked, especially the king, who looked at the long-haired boy on the stage in horror.

"You...you...you are..." the king saw it, but he had not dared to say his name. This boy was the fish that slipped through the net back then.

"Are you preparing for revenge?" Reinhardt ignored the king's horror and asked instead. Brady whispered back, "I want to kill the king myself."

Reinhardt did not answer in a hurry, but turned to look at the nobles who were kneeling on the ground. The nobles were terrified. They knew that if Reinhardt dared to kill even the king, they would naturally dare not kill one of them. Leftover, who doesn't know the name of the king-killer Reinhardt in the North Sea, he is synonymous with killing kings and nobles.

"Do you... want to survive?" At this moment, the nobles were all overjoyed when they heard this sentence.

"Think, think, Lord Duke, spare your life."

The nobles are vying to beg for mercy, and now it seems that there may be a glimmer of life.

"Okay." Reinhardt turned his eyes slightly, "If you live, then your king will die, how to choose?"

"We choose to live."

Without the slightest hesitation, the nobles answered this question uniformly. They were not yet merciful and heartfelt to the point of sacrificing themselves for the life of the king.

"You group of prosecutors and thieves...you must not die." The king shouted in horror, but it didn't work, so he turned to continue begging Reinhardt for mercy.

"You are the lord of a country, but none of your subjects/subjects are willing to die for you." Reinhardt shook his head and said softly, "You king is not qualified. You can't even do simple things like the king. Stay You are also wasting resources."

Reinhardt's words made the final verdict for the king.

Da da da……

Brady stepped gently on the stairs and walked down from the high platform. He walked to Blatter, drew a sharp sword from the guard next to him, and walked towards the king.

"My lord, have you ever thought that I will kill again on such a day?" Brady lowered his head, clenched the long sword, and stared at the king. "The King of Maple Kingdom died in the hands of the son of the Maple Master made by Maple Leaf Kingdom. Wouldn’t it be written into a story in ten or twenty years?"

Seeing the king's performance in cold sweat, Brady laughed, but then thought of all the tragedies he had experienced. These tragedies all originated from the guy in front of him, so he looked a little sordid and shouted at the king: "You are The king has the power to live and kill, even if it is only a little disrespectful, you can kill people who are disrespectful to you. It is not enough to kill people who disrespect you. You have to kill all related people, right!!!"

"Is it? Is it? Is it?"

Brady roared like a vent. The king was already stunned by the ferocity and murderous aura in Brady's eyes. He just wanted to open his mouth to answer, or beg for mercy, but suddenly heard a chuckle, and then his throat looked like It was stuck, and the body was motionless~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sword penetrated the body. When the chest passed through, the blood on the tip, blade and hilt of the sword, like red rain, could not be stopped. The fastest updated novels https://

"You..." The king looked at Brady in front of him. The boy was flushed with blood, just like a demon. In his dark eyes, he could see bloodshot eyes.

Sneer... Brady took two fierce breaths, and then drew out the sword forcefully, blood was sprayed into the hall again, and the king died completely.

Seeing Brady as if breathing quickly, Reinhardt did not speak. At this time, the hall was extremely silent, and apart from the boy's breathing, no other voice could be heard.

"My lord, I beg to kill someone." Brady said with a blood-stained sword in his right hand. When he finished speaking, there was a panic among the aristocratic crowd because they didn't know that this young man was going to kill one of them. Which person.

"Let's stop here." Reinhardt said softly. After hearing these words, the nobles finally breathed a sigh of relief. They all knelt on the ground and wept with gratitude. Is life finally saved... It seems to have relieved all the pressure. same.

"Don't fall into the hatred of killing." Reinhardt continued, "You have bigger things to do in the future. I don't want my men to be so bloodthirsty."

"It's the Lord Duke, Brady knows." After hearing Reinhardt's words, Brady was shocked. Only then did he come back to his senses. Looking at the blood in his hand, he threw away the long sword in his hand. It seems to have entered an extreme state of bloodthirsty.

The power of anger caused by hatred is indeed strong enough. A teenager like Brady exudes a trembling thought of killing at that moment, especially when the hatred of revenge reaches its extreme. The indifference that came out was full of a sense of extreme killing.