"Did what I just said sound a little too much like a villain?"
Ye Qiyan still stood high above, watching the chaos in the city.
Having made up his mind, Doyle led his legion in rebellion against Manster, the Fourth Prince of the Empire.
Doyle's legion consisted of elite soldiers stationed on the border year-round, and practically all their families lived in the Imperial Capital.
This was the old emperor's "blessing," as well as a leash to keep these Border Army soldiers under control.
For precisely this reason, these men had long been dissatisfied with Manster's plan.
With everyone answering his call, they charged over with extraordinary ease.
"Doyle! What are you doing?!"
"Your Highness, I am merely doing what I should. If, as a legion commander of the Empire, I watched the Imperial Capital fall and my wife and children die in the jaws of monsters without doing anything, how would I be any different from those monsters?!"
One pursued, the other fled.
The nobles who saw things going wrong and prepared to switch sides did not escape being trampled beneath the legion's iron hooves either.
Eventually, Manster fled onto the city wall, where Ye Qiyan stood.
"Mr Ye! Mr Ye, save me!"
He ran up to Ye Qiyan and fell to the ground, narrowly dodging a thrown longsword.
Manster turned to look at Doyle, who had stopped a short distance away, not daring to advance any farther, and his fear instantly vanished.
The deliberately feigned gentleness disappeared from his face, replaced by an extremely ugly, vicious grin.
"Doyle, you've truly gone mad! Did you really think you could kill me?!"
"Don't forget, I summoned an adventurer from the Otherworld! You're nothing but a dog I keep!"
Doyle remained silent, and his silence only made Manster more arrogant.
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