"What? It's the nobles who attacked us!"

"It's the Leicester family!"

"How could they do this! How dare they do this!?"

There was a commotion in the convoy. The Apprentice Knights were shocked, angry, and in disbelief.

Heath gripped his cross sword tightly and was ready to fight to the death to break out of the encirclement. The current situation was a hundred times more dangerous than the previous war.

In this land, assassinating the nobles was quite a violation of the rules. It was a big taboo!

Once it was discovered by outsiders, it would be attacked by all the nobles, attacked by the kingdom, and the entire family would be uprooted.

Therefore, this kind of thing could either not be done, or it could not leave any loopholes.

The Baron looked at Viscount Leicester and said, "Viscount, are you going to break the rules?"

Leicester said, "You forced me to do this!"

After a pause, he went straight to the point, "Carter, I have one last question for you. Are you willing to hand over the Graystone Mine or not?"

"As long as you agree, I will immediately turn around and leave. When I go back, I will immediately execute my son and have all my daughters stand out and choose a person you like to have a wedding with you. From now on, the entire Leicester family will worship you as their Lord! How about it?"

He pleaded, "You still have a lot of time, and a lot of ten years left. In the future, you'll be able to find even more Graystone Mines. There's no need to fight with an old man like me who's on his last legs. Leave this opportunity half a year later to me, okay?"

Heath was puzzled. Graystone Mine? Graystone Mine again!

What exactly was this thing?

An opportunity half a year later? What did this mean?

He really could not understand what kind of mine was worth a Viscount starting a war in. Now, a Viscount was even willing to betray the entire family, break the rules, and push the family to the bonfire!

Even in the face of such tempting conditions, Baron Carter was still unmoved.

The Baron shook his head and said, "Viscount, you are mistaken. There is only one master in this land. In the past, now, and in the future."

Leicester's eyes turned red. He said angrily, "You forced me to do this!"

"Kill them!"

Clang! Clang!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The cold sound of metal clashing rang out. The battle began once again.

The Baron pulled out his cross sword and walked to the front to command the battle.

Leicester sneered. "Carter, just give up and surrender. Do you really think you are a Grand Knight? With the short-term power borrowed from your 'Knight's Heart', you cannot escape!"

The Baron said while facing the enemy, "It seems that Your Excellency the Viscount is very concerned about me."

Leicester said, "Then you should know that since I dare to appear here, it means that victory is already within my grasp! You have lost!"

Baron Carter sneered. "What if?"

Leicester snorted coldly. "Stubborn!"

The two of them did not speak anymore, and the battle continued.

The Baron commanded the Apprentice Knights to retreat to the back of the carriage, using the carriage as a cover to defend.

Heath could not understand this. After all, retreating to the back of the carriage could strengthen the defense, but at the same time, it blocked the way forward and completely cut off the possibility of breaking out of the encirclement.

If they did not break out of the encirclement, wouldn't it be a dead-end if they continued to defend?

But why did the Baron not seem to panic at all? Could it be...

Suddenly, Heath seemed to have thought of a possibility.

And as if to confirm this guess, at this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out in the distance.

Da! Da! Da!

Not long after, a convoy appeared not far away. Looking at the emblem on the carriage, it was one of the guests of the Ron family that night.

The Ron family was only a small family, but at this moment, Leicester's expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly grabbed a Knight and said, "Cologne, quick, no matter what method you use, go up and stop them!"

However, before this Knight could go up, more footsteps sounded.

Not long after, a fleet of carriages came from all directions. The Weiss family, the Lott family, the Furman family... They were all nobles of River Valley, and were the guests tonight.

Leicester's body trembled, and his face turned pale.

"All of you, stop!" At this moment, a vigorous voice sounded.

An old man with silver hair like Leicester walked out. The coat of arms on his clothes indicated his identity. He was from the Portia clan, one of the three great clans of River Valley, and the one in front of him was the Lord of the Portia clan, Count Portia.

The battle finally stopped. The Knights of the Leicester family were pale and trembling.

Leicester's eyes were red as if he was crazy. "Why are you stopping? Kill them! Kill them all! Kill them all!"

Count Portia said in a deep voice, "Leicester, you are crazy! You broke the rules. Do you want the entire Leicester family to be buried with you?"

"He is not a member of my Lester family!"

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties walked out. This was the son of Viscount Leicester, Young Leicester.

Young Leicester bowed to Count Portia and said, "Count, that is just an old lunatic who is not in his right mind. The moment he committed this serious crime, he voluntarily gave up his authority as a Lord. Everything he did has nothing to do with my Leicester family."

After a pause, he said to the Knights in front, "I am now ordering you, as the acting Lord of the Leicester family, to stop your stupid actions immediately!"

Leicester's eyes turned red. He pointed at Young Leicester and said fiercely, "Bohr, how dare you! I am your father! You betrayed your father!"

Young Leicester said coldly, "I am only protecting my family!"

After a pause, he cursed in a low voice, "Besides, how can someone like you who can use your son's head as a bargaining chip be called a father?"

Leicester's body trembled.

He looked at Young Leicester, then at Baron Carter, and finally came to his senses.

"Conspiracy! Carter! This is all your conspiracy!"

"You did it on purpose. You deliberately leaked the news of the Graystone Mine, and you rushed back even at night to bait me. Everything is on purpose! Everything is your conspiracy! You despicable foreigner!"

The ancestor of the Noen family came from a foreign land.

Leicester pointed at the nobles in front and cursed, "And you, you bunch of accomplices! What benefits did Carter give you that you had to protect him like this!?"

Everyone looked at Leicester in shock, their expressions filled with one word:

Crazy!

Leicester grabbed a Knight by the collar. "Why are you stopping? Kill! Kill them all! Kill them all!"

The Knight looked at him, his eyes full of hatred.

He threw away the weapon in his hand. "I lost."

Leicester was still making a scene.

The Baron frowned and turned his head to look at Young Leicester. Young Leicester nodded, and then he looked at a corner of the crowd.

A man immediately walked out of the crowd and shouted angrily, "Leicester! You murderer! Give me back my sister's life!"

As he spoke, he took out a dagger and rushed forward.

"Oh! God!"

"Quick... Stop him!"

The crowd cried out in alarm.

However, the guards seemed to be stunned and unmoved. They even seemed to be frightened and stepped aside one after another.

The man successfully rushed in front of Leicester and stabbed him more than ten times with the dagger. Viscount Leicester, whose body was full of holes, fell into a pool of blood just like that.

"Conspiracy... Conspiracy... It's all a conspiracy..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes wide open, and no sound came out of them.