Drop by drop, the fresh blood fell from his longsword.
On the steps, it formed lines of droplets in intervals.
Watching the middle-aged man, Kruegerâs breath became rapid.
Krueger looked at Janet, his mouth full of questioning, "You actually colluded with outsiders?"
"Donât you know how many of our caravans the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps has raided? How much cargo they have robbed?"
Janet still didnât speak.
Lopez grinned, addressed Janet with a question, "Miss Janet, please give the order."
Krueger and Philis both looked at Janet simultaneously.
Janet remained expressionless, "Kill them all!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Shock was evident on Krueger and Philisâs faces, their mouths releasing words of disbelief, "Janet, you..."
Lopez shouted abruptly, directly interrupting their words.
"Brothers, did you hear?"
"Miss Janet has instructed, leave no one alive from the Frank Clan!"
The cavalry waiting below heard Lopezâs shouts.
They responded with strange roars from their mouths.
"Leave none alive! Leave none alive!"
"Kill!"
"Hahaha, kill! That woman is mine!"
"..."
Krueger said nothing, turned around, and ran into the castle.
Philis hesitated for less than half a second, then fled as well.
They understood that Janet was already determined to kill them!
Riding on his horse, Lopez grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
He questioned Janet, "Miss Janet, I assume you wonât break the agreement, will you?"
Janetâs words were resolute, "Of course! Leader Lopez."
"But, after the task is done!"
Lopez said contently, "Miss Janet, you wait, Iâll be right back."
With those words.
Lopez abruptly squeezed the horseâs belly, and after a neigh from his horse, he chased in the direction Krueger and Philis escaped to.
A few other mercenaries rushed their horses to follow.
Seeing them off, Janetâs eyes turned to Boger.
Before she could ask, Boger spoke first, "Miss, Lord Joao is waiting."
"Waiting for the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps to clean out the Manor, heâll conduct a second sweep immediately!"
Janet nodded in satisfaction, continued to stand in the open courtyard waiting.
Though at this moment, the Frank Manor Castle was full of chaos.
Terrorized screams, painful wails begging for mercy, the sound of heavy objects falling...
The noises rose and fell, converging into a chaotic symphony.
But in Janetâs ears, everything was so delightful.
Until ten minutes later.
The sound of galloping hooves entered Janetâs ears.
Janet turned her head to see, behind Lopez riding a tall horse.
Eight bodies of different builds were bound with hemp ropes and dragged along.
At the front were the escapees, Krueger and Philis.
Behind them were Jonasâs six underage sons...
Lopez leaped down from his horse, striding towards Janet with great joy in his words.
"As expected of Miss Janet, still here waiting for me."
Janet nodded, "Of course, the matter isnât over yet!"
Coming beside Janet, Lopez didnât bother with courtesies, stretching his right hand around Janetâs slender waist.
Lopez inquired, "Miss Janet, Iâll leave these guys to you."
"You can handle them however you want!"
During the words.
Lopezâs right hand, which encircled Janetâs waist, slowly moved downward.
Finally resting on the curved roundness.
Feeling the softness, Lopez raised his eyebrows, just preparing to tighten his grip with the left hand.
Janet stepped forward, grabbing the longsword from Lopezâs left hand, striding towards Krueger.
The emptiness in his hand left Lopez slightly disappointed.
But thinking of Janetâs promise, Lopez couldnât help but lick his lips.
Watching Janet holding the longsword, stepping towards him.
Krueger, his hands bound behind, his face full of fear.
He hurriedly spoke, "Janet, what... what are you going to do? I am your Uncle Krueger!"
Janet still showed no change in expression.
As she approached, she gripped the longsword more firmly.
Even her fingers, at critical points, turned blue-white!
Kruegerâs breathing became increasingly nervous, even audible were his gasps one after the other.
Whoosh~
Krueger hurriedly pleaded, "Janet, spare me? I beg of you!"
"I was indeed wrong before, but I never broke that bottom line."
"I donât want anything, just let me go?"
"Donât you want to become the Manor Lord? Itâs all yours, itâs all yours!"
"I beg you..."
Janet held the longsword firmly with both hands, slowly lifting it.
Krueger swallowed, just about to continue begging for mercy.
A cold gleam flashed across his eyes.
Crack~
Due to Janetâs insufficient strength, even though the longsword was very sharp, she still couldnât sever Kruegerâs neck.
The longsword got stuck in Kruegerâs neck.
Blood poured forth in gushes from Kruegerâs neck as he lay sprawled on the ground.
As Kruegerâs body gradually ceased twitching, his vitality faded.
It was only then.
As if everything was over, Janet released the longsword in her hand.