The white horse suffered from the pain, so it got up and ran a few steps,
But the weight on his body is really beyond its tolerance. It is just a handsome white horse for people to admire. When has it suffered so much
He said he ran a few steps, but Jim was still some distance away from the earl, and now he was about to hit Jim directly.
Licking his lips, Jim raised the machete.
"I, Jim! Kill you for meat!"
"Meat &... don't kill me, I can give you a lot of meat..."
"No! I'm going to kill you!"
It was too late and then too fast, Jim's machete fell down suddenly, almost slashing the earl's neck.
His puffy body as strong as a hill suddenly fell over.
From behind, a small dagger sank into his heart.
The count was taken aback by the muffled noise, and before he could catch his breath, he saw a thin man standing tremblingly behind the fallen Jim, with blood on his hands.
"Earl... Earl..."
"I, I killed someone!"
The skinny man was visibly terrified.
"I didn't mean it, it was... he wanted to kill the count... I didn't want to... so I... I killed him... God! What can I do, when I go back, Mrs. Jura will definitely not let me go! The count is not dead, but Jim is dead!"
"Who are you talking about?" The count was a little more sober at this moment. After all, he had been on the battlefield in the early years. At this time, he narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately showed a bit of majesty.
"Zula... Madam Zhula!" Xia Qiu pretended to be terrified, and when she said this name, she couldn't help curling up.
"Earl, Lord Earl, please, help me, I am willing to be your cow or horse! It doesn't matter if you don't have meat!"
"Please take me back and let me be your servant!"
The earl had an idea in his heart, and wanted to keep this thin man as a witness for himself.
That vicious woman dared to set her mind on him, she really didn't want to live!
Pretending to ponder in embarrassment, the earl raised his head, and a small blue fireball shot out from his palm, hitting Jim's body on the ground.
The puffy man who looked like he weighed a hundred and eighty catties, was instantly ablaze when touched by this little fireball.
Xia Qiu took a step back in fright.
Jim's body on the ground turned into a pool of ashes.
"My lord..."
"Don't be afraid! Count Nicholas has always been kind, not like Jura, bah! She's going to kill me, why should I congratulate on my wedding today!"
The earl was talking to himself and asked Xia Qiu.
"You, little man, what's your name?"
"I, my name is..." Xia Qiu didn't know what her name was, but she seemed to be a little scared. Suddenly, light blue characters appeared on the translucent panel, and she said loudly, "Modianka."
"Modianka, is your serf contract in Jura's hands?"
"No, no... Mrs. Zhu La returned the contract to us half a month ago before Jim and I came out."
Xia Qiu was very respectful, and invisibly leaked a lot of things in fear.
For example, half a month ago, the owner of the manor, Zhu La, had already planned to kill the fat Earl Nicholas.
Any fool can think of this, and of course Count Nicholas can think of it too.
His complexion turned ugly again.
After so many years, his magic has long been abandoned. The reason why this fireball can still be sent out is purely because it is easier to destroy corpses and traces.
Xia Qiu's words made him feel the danger again.