Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1190 - 321 Pipa Archer_2

Chapter 1190: Chapter 321 Pipa Archer_2

"Tell me, how exactly did your mother come to the Mulan Empire! If you still respect your mother, tell me the truth!" Liu Zhenhan brushed his porcupine skin robe aside and pointed at the forehead of the gorgeous Mulan commander, "I am the messenger of the War God, if you still believe there is justice in this world, tell me about this!"

Rommel’s heart slightly jolted, the gaze of this Beamon dignitary, sharp like a long arrow slicing through the air, pointed at him, caused a tickling sensation at the brow—a forewarning from the sixth sense about extreme danger, a feeling Rommel hadn’t experienced in at least five years.

"Telling you makes no difference." Rommel curved his lips into a light smile, a faint hint of amusement appearing on his handsome face, "Do you think we Mulanese could easily engage in the slave trade in another country’s territory? Yes, honorable War God’s spokesman! In Bimon Kingdom, the Fawkes are hereditary nobles! But have you ever considered, among the nobility, aren’t there fallen households? Those nobilities so broke that no one cares if their whole family dies? Think about it, Beamon’s divine spokesman! If there were no one among you Beamon dignitaries colluding with the Mulanese in the slave trade, even if we Mulanese had extraordinary abilities, how could we infiltrate your kingdom undetected by the border army? On foreign soil, who could achieve this?"

"Who exactly is it? Which Beamon noble is colluding with the Mulanese in trade?" Liu Zhenhan gritted his teeth as goosebumps rashly sprouted on the back of his hand.

He thought of the meticulously detailed maps of Mulan they had seized! He recalled the tragedy of Helen’s family in Maple Leaf Village! Why were the Mulanese so acutely aware during slave trading operations? Why did they always strike at the weak military links within Beamon? Why could they always escape so smoothly after succeeding? Liu Zhenhan had always been puzzled by these doubts, but now, everything was suddenly clear!

"My mother once told me a name, one I will remember even in my next life—Rosenborg!" Rommel smiled as he stared at Liu Zhenhan, "Yes, the governor of the Northeast Province in your Bimon Kingdom! I can’t forget this sinful name! Night after night, I’ve been sleepless, all in hopes that one day I can personally take his head! This vile noble, this governor of the Northeast, for thirty years! How many young Fawkes girls have been sold into Mulan because of him? Perhaps you Beamon dignitaries are involved in this despicable trade as well? Don’t feign surprise! The taste of Mulan dancers is quite delightful, isn’t it? Haha... My poor mother, she was brought to Mulan when she was thirteen and died at twenty, living her whole life in perpetual indignity... Ten years ago, I swore the most venomous oath that one day I would personally set foot on your land and use blood to comfort my mother’s spirit in heaven! When that time comes, I myself will cut off my own fox tail! To cut off this symbol of shame!"

This Mulan commander clearly lost his composure, and although he did not detail how he had endured his tragic childhood, from the blazing flames of resentment and anger in his eyes, whether further explanation was needed no longer mattered.

Liu Zhenhan took a deep breath, falling silent for a while.

If what Rommel said was all true, then his revenge today is completely justified as a man!

However, from Liu Zhenhan’s perspective, this filial son is forever a mortal enemy of Beamon!

Everyone on the City Wall was stunned.

First, it turned out the Mulan commander was a Fawkes, then it was revealed he was mixed-race, and then came the story of his mother—a poor, kidnapped Fox Tribe woman sold into a strange land! What’s most terrifying is hearing from the Mulan commander himself about a massive scandal involving the upper echelons of Beamon!

The complexity and shock of these interconnected events far exceeded everyone’s wildest imagination; such a twisted saga was like describing a fantastical tale from another world, instinct told all Beamon that this commander was definitely not bluffing, his agitation was not an act but genuine emotion.

"Witherspoon Governor Rosenborg’s mansion with those enchanting desert dancers that the Beamon dignitaries present had also had the fortune to witness, among the Beamon Kingdom’s dignitaries, the only one who owned desert dancers was this current Fawkes clan head, a first-class duke of the kingdom, a great official managing both military and civil affairs in a province!"

"I swear to your mother, a poor Fawkes woman’s spirit in heaven! If I can ever return to Bimon Kingdom, I will kill this degenerate who has desecrated Beamon’s highest dignities in the most cruel way!" Liu Zhenhan sighed softly, speechless for a moment, having initially been secretly plotting how he might unexpectedly kill this handsome Mulan commander, he had now completely abandoned that idea.

"No need! You won’t have a second path to choose from! Prepare to face your fate! Despite being besieged for so long, you dignitaries still look so well!" Rommel’s voice brimmed with contempt, "You Beamon dignitaries are exactly as I imagined! I truly feel sorry for your brave soldiers. I suspect during these four days, it must have been them saving their own rations to feed you bunch of noble lords!"