"Whoosh!"
The half- Broken Sword was inserted into the wooden round table, the blade appearing directly in front of [ Gu Gugu ] and [ Ever-Changing Master Ye ], only inches away from piercing their skulls.
Although " World of Disorder " is not a horror game, it still features a classic "jump startle" scene. The two instinctively wanted to scream, but then realized the problem and covered each other's mouths.
The two men, staring at each other in silence, slowly withdrew their hands at a signal from each other.
The storm seems to have passed; the only problem is that because everyone was in such a hurry to cover their mouths, no one is cranking the handle anymore.
The platter of [ Whale Tail ] came to a stop, with the fish's head pointing towards Grant.
"Who the hell is Dong Zhuo running away?"
In the space under the table, [ Gu Gugu ] muttered a complaint under his breath.
[ Ever-Changing Master Ye ] was also extremely surprised by this:
"What are you doing here? Is this some kind of trap?"
"Forget about it, let's just play dead for now."
[ Gu Gugu ] sighed, feeling that even if they started shaking the handle now, it would only expose the two of them faster.
It's better to just leave it like this; it makes it look like Grant punctured the internal structure of the round table with his sword...
Outside the round table, faced with this sudden turn of events, [ Ginseng Rooster ] was completely dumbfounded.
Wasn't this a trap?
Weren't we planning to give the warlords some big work?
How did it turn into Dong Zhuo causing chaos in the imperial court?
He had planned a peaceful coup for half a day, only to have that idiot skeleton Grant come up and kill an overseer right away.
These are all Colin's valuable votes!
There's nothing we can do about that...
Plans have changed; prepare to draw the sword!
Yuan Shen--
Qi Dong!
In a flash, [ Ginseng Rooster ] finalized his revised plan, just as the Broken Sword stuck on the table stopped humming.
Overseer Balovi's head slammed onto the table with a thud, landing right next to the platter of [ Whale Tail ], where it stared at Grant along with the fish head.
After a moment of silence, all the other warlords quickly retreated, fearing they would be next.
At the same time, the sound of swords being drawn rang out, and the guards brought by Governor Balovi quickly went into battle mode, ready to avenge their lord.
But Grant's bodyguards reacted quickly, immediately holding their weapons to their necks.
Grant turned to look at his belatedly aware guards:
" Balovi is dead. From now on, his team belongs to me!"
His tone was very calm, as if this was something that had been planned in advance.
Even Colin realized that if Grant were to take power, a new warlord would likely emerge very soon.
But should this kind of guy also step forward and confront them head-on?
Isn't [ the Ginseng Rooster ] overestimating himself a bit?
While I was pondering this, another unexpected event occurred.
Under Grant's persuasion, a clear division emerged among the guards.
There were some tough guys among them, but after four or five of them were killed, the remaining guards obediently laid down their weapons and accepted reorganization.
Taking advantage of the brief commotion, [ Ginseng Rooster ] frantically winked at Colin beside him.
However, Colin did not react at this moment, clearly his inner cowardice had taken over again.
Seeing this, [ Ginseng Rooster ] knew he had to give Colin, this timid guy, a push.
He immediately said sternly:
" Grant! We're here today to discuss matters. How can the other warlords accept you for doing something like this?"
"Aren't you afraid that Warlord Colin will kill you?"
Upon hearing this, not only Grant looked over, but the other overseers also turned to look at [ the Ginseng Rooster ], and even Colin himself looked at this advisor.
Ah, should he be afraid?
"Good!"
Grant looked across the round table and let out a cold laugh.
It was no coincidence that, through the deliberate arrangement of [ the Ginseng Rooster ], Grant and Colin were seated almost face-to-face at opposite ends of a round table.
This prevented Grant from ambushing Colin the same way he ambushed Balovi.
But judging from Grant's expression, he seemed to think, "This is fine too."
He glanced contemptuously at his colleague, the warlord who had just been promoted from the position of lord, and drew the Broken Sword from the table behind him.
"Young man, I'll give you a chance."
"Come and test the sharpness of this sword personally bestowed upon me by Lord [ Divine Wings ]."
"I'm just afraid you won't dare."
Grant spoke these words slowly and deliberately, a strange sense of gratitude rising within him for Colin.
His original plan was incomplete, and killing Balovi was actually a last resort.
He knew that launching a sneak attack would cause him to lose trust.
But trust can be built up by something else: authoritarianism.
In front of everyone, during a duel, he openly killed his opponents, proving his strength through force.
This is how they established supreme authority.
He was well aware that gaining power in this way would make some warlords disapprove of him.
But does it matter?
There are always fence-sitters, and there are never few of them.
Establishing authority will solidify one's position, and once that position is secured, these guys can be gradually eliminated.
So Colin, thank you for being a stepping stone for me.
As Grant said this, [ Ginseng Rooster ] pinched Colin's bone hard from behind, and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Huh, it's not soft?"
"Phew~"
In that instant, [ Ginseng Rooster ] sensed a small-scale Psionic Energy fluctuation around him caused by Colin's emotional ups and downs.
If Colin were a human being with flesh and blood, he would be completely red-faced by now.
"Whoosh!"
Colin suddenly rose to his feet, drew his one-handed sword from his waist, and pointed it at Grant:
"My sword has never been weak!"
Although they lacked confidence, they still appeared to be full of momentum.
As for the sword Colin drew, because it was wrapped in a layer of vines, no one recognized its true form.
"You've got some backbone. I'll give you a quick death, just like I did with Balovi."
Although Grant was praising Colin, anyone could see the arrogance and contempt in his tone.
He walked towards a designated space in the council chamber, turning back to wave to his personal guards:
"Don't go forward."
He then looked at Colin:
"Come on, just you and me."
Colin silently pushed back his chair and slowly walked towards the open space originally reserved for his inaugural address, facing his destiny.
Grant was, after all, a seasoned warlord; how could he possibly defeat him?
It seems I'm going to die here today.
And beside him...
Good grief, there's also the mysterious purple capsule person?
[ Ginseng Rooster ] thought to himself, but seeing Colin's somewhat lacking confidence, he immediately began to whisper encouragement to him:
"I know you're scared right now, but don't be afraid, let me explain—"
"You had heard of Governor Grant before, but Grant only heard of you today. You know yourself and your enemy, and your opponent has no experience at all—this is a victory!"
"The adult has won one game while Grant has won none, making it two wins."
"The adult has two wins while Grant has zero wins, making it three wins."
"The master has won three times..."