Dukare (Continued)

Faced with her calm words, the nobleman before him only grew more furious.

He pointed at the girl, his face flushed and his lips trembling, barely able to utter a word.

His breathing became increasingly chaotic, and he was on the verge of exploding with rage.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a tailor! Who do you think provides a place for you lot to rest? You're ungrateful enough, but now you dare to talk to me like that?!"

The other party was furious.

The conversation was clearly showing signs of confusion.

The surrounding guards were also itching to make a move, and the atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly tense.

Seeing this, Theresa realized that it was probably impossible to gain the other side's support.

After pausing for a few moments, she sighed and reached out her hand.

"Sir, if there's nothing else, please leave."

Theresa spoke very politely. In fact, she had given the person who came here to cause trouble for no reason quite a bit of face. If the other party knew better, they should leave on their own, and then the matter would be over.

But...

"You think this is the end of it?"

With a cold laugh, the noble chieftain before him had a grim expression.

Looking at the refugees gathered under the girl's command, he realized that they were only so united under Theresa's leadership.

To save face and to intimidate the crowd, he waved his hand, and the guards beside him stepped forward without hesitation and rushed into the crowd.

In an instant, panic broke out among the crowd.

"You think you can get away unscathed by insulting the nobility?"

Looking at the chaotic crowd in front of him, the man spoke sarcastically.

"According to the law, commoners who insult nobles will be punished with whipping!"

"Any criminal who dies suddenly will be considered guilty of the same crime!"

His voice was cold and stern, and the reprimanding tone was clearly audible to everyone.

"Give up your ridiculous resistance! Obey the law and you'll still have a chance to live."

At the man's command, the guards had even drawn their weapons.

The gleaming Blades and orderly ranks put immense pressure on the group of refugees... Although they had the courage to travel with Theresa, when it came to the actual battle, they still seemed hesitant.

Theresa gritted her teeth as well.

Looking at the smug man in front of her, she clenched her fists slightly.

Maria glanced at it a few times, then remained silent.

But disappointment was still evident in his eyes.

But in just a few moments, some of the refugees had already reacted.

Several men rushed out, gritting their teeth, and punched one of the guards hard in the head!

The massive impact caused it to stagger backward!

"Get these guys out of here!"

On the spot, someone raised their arm and shouted.

"Protect Miss Theresa!"

"Defend Theresa!"

"Defend!"

The calls grew louder and louder, with more and more people waving their arms and shouting their pleas.

A surge of emotion spread through the crowd, and more and more people gathered together, glaring angrily at the guards before them.

They clenched their fists and charged at each other, almost shouting fiercely.

Even at this point, Theresa was powerless to stop the situation from escalating further.

In fact, this was no longer just an action born of the refugees' respect for Theresa... far too many people were already dissatisfied with these nobles, and they were indignant, trying to kill them to vent their pent-up anger.

They fled frantically across the field, hoping to find a way to survive.

These people can enjoy a life they never dared to dream of without doing anything.

The conflict between the two sides already existed, and now, with the other side's provocation, it has been directly ignited.

Even they couldn't endure such insults forever!

The scene instantly erupted into a brawl.

Theresa was jostled around by the surging crowd behind her.

But a moment later, she felt a warmth...

It's Maria!

She sensed the girl was in danger, so she stepped into the crowd and took her into her arms!

The chaotic crowd created a powerful torrent, but Maria's body remained motionless. She simply hooked one arm around the girl's waist, pulling her close to her body.

"Don't run around..."

She spoke calmly.

"Ah..."

Theresa stared wide-eyed, her words hesitant.

She was practically looking up at the beautiful woman in front of her. The calm voice and the intensely shocking scene around her created a stark contrast, leaving her momentarily lost in thought.

But soon, the sounds of fierce fighting on the battlefield brought her back to her senses.

Right in the center, the well-trained guards actually attacked the refugees!

Blades and Originium Arts were unleashed relentlessly, slaughtering everyone present with brutal methods!

The nobles on the other side trembled and hid under the protection of their guards, screaming.

"Bastards! A mob! A mob!"

Seeing this scene, Theresa sensed something was wrong and tried to break free from Maria's embrace.

"Please... please let me go, I have to stop all of this!"

Theresa spoke, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.

Maria's hands looked gentle, but in reality they carried a strength like steel, and she had no way to break free.

Left with no other option, she had to ask Maria herself.

But Maria simply shook her head and then turned to look in the other direction.

Theresa looked in the direction of the other person's gaze with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up!

"Brother!"

"Um."

A tall man in heavy armor emerged from the chaotic crowd.

He looked somewhat like Theresa, but he lacked the gentleness of a girl; instead, he was filled with a fierce aura.

The girl's eyes, the same color, revealed gentleness, while his revealed a sharpness and determination as strong as steel.

He led his team, charging into the scene with almost the most aggressive tactics, separating the two groups of people.

After nodding to Theresa, he turned to look at the nobles in front of him.

"This is the Kazdel military camp area... You should not have trespassed here."

Theresis stood before the group of nobles and guards, his tall stature exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

His red eyes held no pity.

Meanwhile, the nobles, who hadn't yet realized the problem, were still shouting and clamoring.

"Soldiers! Seize that refugee leader! She has violated the laws of Kazdel!"

"..."

Theresis made no move; he simply looked down at the disheveled nobleman before him, his blood-red eyes carrying a calm coldness.

After a moment, he slowly spoke.

"My sister, Theresa, is my representative in this camp area. According to the Law, she has the right to expel anyone here except the Demon King and the Bloodline Lord... She has done nothing wrong."

Theresis spoke, her voice was strong and powerful, her steady tone conveying the coldest of emotions.

He also harbored deep resentment towards these nobles, but it hadn't yet manifested itself.

The nobles were stunned for a moment after hearing Theresis's words before they realized how similar the two looked.

He was so frustrated that his face turned blue.

Especially the one in the lead.

He was trembling uncontrollably, his teeth clenched in extreme rage.

But looking at Theresis's tall figure and the soldiers behind him who were clearly ready to go, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to endure it.

The situation has changed; with Theresis joining the battle, they have no chance of winning!

Clench your fist.

"I have no idea what kind of military camp this is..."

The man tried to struggle again.

But Theresis simply dashed that hope.

"Before his death, the Demon King promoted me to military commander... I have the authority to establish my own territories under special circumstances, and this will not change until the next Demon King issues his order."

As he spoke, he looked at the man again, his calm gaze seemingly asking if the other had anything else to say.

Although the man was unwilling, he ultimately couldn't utter a word.

After all, everyone knew that Theresis had returned from the battlefield.

They weren't sure if Theresis had received the appointment as a military commander; it seemed too far-fetched for an ordinary guard to suddenly be promoted to such a position... but with the Demon King dead, they couldn't find any evidence to corroborate it.

Whatever Theresis says is reasonable.

So he just stared intently at the Theresis siblings with those eyes, then turned and tried to leave.

And Theresis did not stop it.

Only when they saw that the other side had actually left did the crowd cheer.

The lively atmosphere was quite enjoyable.

They were frequently harassed by these nobles during this period.

Now everyone can finally vent their anger, and they all feel a sense of relief.

Amidst the crowd, Theresa and Maria slowly approached each other.

The soldiers on the side hesitated when they saw Maria, a stranger, but at Theresa's signal, they let Maria come along.

This shows the high regard the brother and sister held in the soldiers' hearts.

"Brother."

Theresa approached the man and nodded slightly.

The other party responded in kind.

He desperately wanted to ask his sister if she was injured and how she was doing.

But after all, the two are close friends, blood relatives, and have plenty of time to spend together.

And then Maria appeared...

"I just saw what you did... Thank you for protecting her."