Bang! Boom!”

Several loud muffled sounds came from the banquet, and at the same time there were exclamations from the crowd.

Because he was prepared, Thales did not panic, but the moment he subconsciously stood up, Mallos next to him gave him a merciless shove!

The force was so strong that he almost suspected that his own guard captain was the assassin.

Thales fell into Glover's broad arms. Before he could react, three big men from the Star Lake Guard's guard wing—Bastia, Franzuk, and Ferry—appeared out of nowhere.

Come out and pounce on Thales!

Together with Glover, they formed a wall on all sides, suppressing the Duke of Star Lake tightly and airtight.

"Highest alert! Guard wing in place! Pioneer wing reports!"

Mallos's voice came from the gap between the four big men's flesh: "Don't worry about what happened..."

"Protect His Highness and send him to a safe area!"

So the four city walls held him up, stumbling and moving unstoppably.

Tails, who was covered with a manly body, felt that his vision was dim. Half of his face was pressed against Bastia's strong abdominal muscles, and his diaphragm was in pain due to his armor.

For a full five seconds, he could only struggle to expand his arms and create a new world between the four thick walls of human flesh:

"Here, give me some space, hey..."

And in his ears, he could only hear the commotion of the banquet getting louder and louder. From time to time, he heard the muffled sound of tables and chairs clashing, the shouts of male guests and the screams of female guests.

"Oh my God!"

"Hurry and pull them away!"

"No! Baron!"

Damn it, what happened!

Fortunately, Thales moved impatiently for less than a few meters when Deputy Guard Captain Vogel's anxious voice rang out:

"Damn it, Royal Guards, calm down!"

"That's not an assassination at all, it's far away from us..."

It is simply a life-saving sound.

Thales felt his feet stop.

"Wait a minute," Mallos's voice also sounded, "let's see again."

The next second, the light reappeared in front of Thales' eyes.

Although he was still surrounded by several guards, he finally regained the right to breathe and held Ferry's shoulders, finally standing up:

"what happens……"

Taking advantage of the higher seat of the Duke of Star Lake, Thales looked towards the center of the commotion.

I saw all the guests in the banquet hall standing on tiptoes and gathering around curiously.

There was an open space among the crowd of onlookers: a long table had been overturned, dishes and cutlery fell to the floor, and many guests were thrown onto their backs and were helped up by the people around them in embarrassment.

What are you doing?

Thales didn't understand what happened at the banquet.

But he could see that the long table of dukes was also tense:

The royal guards separated Zhan, who looked unswerving, into a corner, but his butler followed him slowly, carrying the master's wine glass.

The one-eyed dragon Koust angrily pushed away the two guards who wanted to take him away, but the latter dared not speak in anger.

Duke Arend received the same treatment as Thales and was directly surrounded by the guards holding the flag.

The two commanders of the Guards present looked solemn as if they were facing a formidable enemy: Mallos was communicating nervously with the Star Lake Guards, and Vogel also ordered the men from the Fuxing Palace, but the latter kept sending people out, and the former kept gathering

People come back.

"Hurry up and find out what happened. If it's drunken sex or something like that, suppress it no matter how big it gets. We'll talk about it tomorrow..." This is Vogel.

"Stay on the highest alert," Mallos's voice sounded, full of vigilance:

"Protect His Highness, this may be a commotion caused by assassins, looking for an opportunity to take action..."

Doyle was initially annoyed that he failed to squeeze into Thales's "protective foursome" at the first time, but after hearing this, he was full of confidence: "I'll cover it, sir!"

He tried his best to move to Thales:

"With me here, even if the entire Mindis Hall explodes, no one can touch a hair of His Highness..."

But right now.

"Hey, d.d..."

Franzuk, who was the tallest and had the best view, stared at the restless crowd and hesitated:

"That seems... to be your father."

Doyle was stunned:

"What?"

He quickly got out of the formation of the guard wing, stood up on tiptoes, and grabbed Franzuk's shoulders.

Not only Doyle, but everyone else was also stunned.

After seeing the truth clearly, Franzuk hesitated:

"Maybe he was drunk and fighting with someone?"

Thales narrowed his eyes:

Sure enough, a figure who looked somewhat similar to old Baron Doyle was knocked to the ground and dragged along, screaming.

Someone tried to stop him, but it didn't seem to work.

Surrounded by shouting crowds, they kept retreating as the center of the conflict shifted.

"Oh no, in this case," Doyle saw the situation clearly, jumped up angrily, and scratched his head anxiously:

"Damn dad...I really admire you..."

d.d held down the weapon and instinctively wanted to rush down, but Mallos pushed him back to Thales and became angry:

"Hold your position, Dennis Doyle!"

Doyle woke up with a shock and returned to the formation.

"Indeed, it's that slick, greedy, speculative old baron," Vogel came to Mallos' side and frowned:

"He can actually fight with others?"

Several servants rushed in, trying to maintain order while rescuing the guests affected by the conflict.

But the next moment, the man dragging old Baron Doyle turned around and threw the two servants several meters away!

"The sunset!"

"Stop fighting!"

"Okay! Good fight! Keep fighting! Beat him! We Northlanders support you!"

"Help him!"

"Back off! There's nothing to see!"

Many guests with higher status and quality tried their best to maintain order and asked everyone to step back. The crowd shouted and stood a little further away.

Mallos and Vogel frowned at the same time.

Well, Thales didn't know whether old Baron Doyle could fight with others.

But he could see that the Baron's opponent was really good at fighting.

Doyle looked anxious.

"Pass the message and continue to maintain the highest level of alert." After hearing the report, Mallos ordered in a muffled voice.

Obviously, Vogel no longer has the leisure to point fingers at Marius. He is equally serious:

"Pay attention and pay attention to suspicious people. Now is a good time to fish in troubled waters - you must also protect other dukes and nobles."

"Let the emergency team take action. No matter what it is, whether it is jealousy or drunkenness, suppress it immediately..."

but……

"No, Lord Talon."

Mallos stared at the two people at the center of the conflict and interrupted Vogel:

"I recognize that look."

Mallos' next words made everyone nervous:

"That's the assassin."
To be continued...