Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 450 - 289 The Evil of King’s Landing! (4.2K, Extra 92)

Chapter 450: 289 The Evil of King’s Landing! (4.2K, Extra 92)

"Damn it!"

"How is it a Paladin!!?"

"Who let him in!!?"

At this moment, even the most foolish of them should realize the true identity of the young man before them.

Paladin.

Damn, where did this crazy Paladin come from!!?

Is he not afraid of death?

Does he really think he can judge all of them?

Does he think he is a Legendary Paladin?

"Idiot!"

A tall and thin merchant roared angrily, "Go to hell!"

His eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his forehead protruding, as he gripped a dagger tightly and staggered towards Herbert.

"Kill him!"

A merchant with a scarred face shouted, drawing a longsword from his waist, the blade gleaming with an eerie red light.

They radiated an intense blood light, recklessly charging at Herbert, shouting all sorts of profanities, losing all pretense and calmness under the provocation.

Other merchants also came to their senses, some frantically looking around, trying to find hidden threats, while others hurriedly ordered their guards to protect them.

Things were about to get chaotic here.

An idiotic Paladin not recognizing his strength was not to be feared, the true crisis was from the other "companions"!

Someone would definitely take advantage of the chaos to turn against each other!

And before the angry slave merchants took action, the dense blood light burst from them.

Buzz——

The successive waves of blood light kept overlapping, making the whole space seem soaked in blood, oozing scarlet blood.

Perhaps, this was not just a description.

Because each luxurious decoration here, every embedded gem, even every brick and beam!

All were stained with the blood of slaves.

They were slave merchants, those who wantonly trampled on others’ lives and put prices on them.

Because of them, countless families were torn apart.

Because of them, so many were displaced.

Because of them, countless innocent people lost their freedom, were deprived of dignity, and became wretched slaves.

Slave merchants were the most abhorrent type of people to a Paladin.

They were sinners.

An evil that must be eradicated!

Everyone knew there was no room for compromise between the two sides.

It’s you die, or I live!

"Kill him! Kill him!!!"

Facing the enemy charging at him like madmen, Herbert’s lips curled into a smirk of contempt.

"If you could recognize reality, I wouldn’t have to bother so much."

He raised his hand and slowly drew the longsword from his waist.

Clang——

He gave a slight shake, and sacred runes appeared on the sword’s blade, the light flowing like tides, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

This sword, originally unremarkable, was engraved by Fremay with deep-sea runes and afterward blessed by Flora.

It could be said that the sword, though still simple in appearance, had become entirely different internally.

The first to rush to Herbert was the tall and thin merchant, who stabbed fiercely with a dagger. Herbert simply sidestepped elegantly, light as a swallow, while reaching out with his left hand to grab the man’s arm.

"Your actions, too many flaws."

In a flash of an eye, Herbert shook his head regretfully, squeezing lightly to dislocate the opponent’s joint.

Crack.

Then, with a forceful fling, the tall and thin merchant flew like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a table, smashing it to pieces.

"Ah!"

Following closely, the scarred-face merchant seized the opportunity to attack, his longsword whistling toward Herbert’s neck.

Clang.

This time, Herbert did not choose to dodge, letting the blade chop down at his neck. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Clang!!!

When the blade collided with flesh, a metallic clashing sound erupted!

"What!?" The scarred-face merchant’s ferocious expression froze, staring in shock at the smiling young man.

"Friend, haven’t you eaten?"

Herbert taunted while calmly raising his longsword, precisely blocking another’s sneaky backstab.

Clang!

The clash of swords emitted a jarring metallic sound—yet far less shocking than before.

The assailant felt a massive force through the dagger, numbing his arm, forcing him to his knees under the force, his knees smashing hard on the ground.

"No..."

Amidst the guard’s panic, Herbert seized the advantage, swinging his sword backward without looking, cleaving fiercely with a graceful arc in the air.

Swish——thud!

The head, hit the ground.

Blood light, sprayed!

"High Tier! No, he is a High Tier Paladin!"

In the life-or-death moment, the scarred-face merchant snapped back to clarity, shouting as he hurriedly retreated, still a step too slow, the returning blade grazed his shoulder, spilling blood.

"Ah!"

He screamed miserably, terror flashing across his face, all earlier arrogance gone.

His horrific screams made the slave merchants who had dismissed Herbert suddenly narrow their pupils.

High Tier!?

Seeing Herbert’s age, they naturally assumed he was a rookie Paladin freshly emerged, not worth their attention.

They thought Herbert was just a hotblooded idiot lacking brains!

So, upon realizing his identity, they felt not fear, but anger.

Angry that he didn’t even take them seriously!

But now... High Tier!?

This was a High Tier Paladin!

Bear in mind, among their guards, the highest strength was only Middle Tier! And only a few at that!