Chapter 24

The three Tiger tooth brothers acting brave, suddenly fell silent.

  No one wants to die.

  Especially when they had a chance to survive.

  If Samwell declared that he wanted to kill all three brothers, they would definitely be impassioned and die calmly.

  But when Samwell said to kill only one of and let the other two go, the situation suddenly changed.

  The three warriors were no longer brave, and they all lowered their heads and did not speak.

  "Hey, three warriors, have you decided yet?" Samwell urged.

  The three still didn't speak.

  Samwell curled his lips in disdain, and said again:

  "Well, who was the first to propose to attack the pioneering team? Let him take the blame."

  There was still an embarrassing silence.

  "What? Three warriors, don't you even dare to admit the truth?" Samwell threatened, "If you don't tell me, then I'll pick someone and kill him."

"It was Cheman who first proposed."

  Finally, the second child, Chimu, spoke in a low voice.

  The corners of Samwell's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked, "Who is Cheman?"

  Without the other party answering, he had already found Cheeman.

  Because this person was glaring at his elder brother, and asked,

  "Chimu! You want me to die that much?"

  Chumu avoided his younger brother's gaze, and said,

  "It was indeed your plan... ..."

  "Isn't this plan agreed by all three of us? Why should I undertake it alone? It's just death. We die together, what are you afraid of?"

  Samwell said leisurely at the side: "Cheman, you are wrong. How can you all die, you must leave some blood for your family. Okay, so, has it been decided to be Cheman? Cheka, You are the eldest brother, so please say something."

  Cheman immediately turned to look at the eldest brother, but saw that the other party lowered his head and remained silent.

  He smiled miserably and asked,

  "Brother, do you want me to die too?"

  Cheka remained silent.

  "Silence is the default." Samwell drew out his long sword and walked behind Cheman, "Since your two elder brothers said to kill you, then kill you."

  Cheman ignored the approaching sword and was still glaring at his two elder brothers , as if he wanted to see their true colors clearly.

  Swish!

  The long sword swung down.

  But Cheman didn't wait for the expected pain, instead he felt his wrist loosen.

  Turning around to look, only to find that what Samwell cut with his sword just now was actually the rope that bound him!

  Under Cheman's blank gaze, Samwell smiled and said,

  "Oh, I've changed my mind. Of the three of you, only one can survive."

  After speaking, he threw the long sword in front of the three brothers.

  If this was at the start , Samwell would have only humiliate himself by doing so, and the three brothers would never have been provoked to kill each other so easily.

  But now, the situation is completely different.

  As soon as the long sword fell to the ground, the second child, Chimu, was the first to pounce on it.

  However, despite his desire to do so, his hands and feet were still bound, making it impossible for him contest with his younger brother Cheman, who was already been untied.

  "Brother, younger brother, listen to me!" Facing the long sword pointing at his heart, Chimu tried to squeeze out the most friendly smile, trying to awaken the brotherhood in his heart, "I just stated the facts just now, It was that damned nobleman who forced us! All of this is his trap, can't you see it? He forced me, he forced me... ah!" The long sword pierced through chimu heart and he finally died at the hands of his brother.

  Samwell clapped his hands, as if he was admiring in irony . He pointed to Cheka, and said,

  "There is one more."

  Cheman pulled out his long sword, and walked up to his eldest brother Cheka, his voice was hoarse. It was as if it came from hell:

  "Brother, look up at me."

  Cheka still lowered his head.

  "Look up at me!" Chiman hissed like a wounded beast.

  Cheka finally raised his head, but looked at Samwell who was standing beside him.

  Samwell stared at him without flinching.

  "You are a devil!" Cheka gritted his teeth.

  Samwell smiled lightly, and retorted: "The devil is hidden in your heart, I just let it show up. What about the three warriors with tiger fangs , what brotherly love, hehe, it turns out that they are all lies that can be easily exposed. You always say that we nobles are hypocritical, but you turn a blind eye to your own hypocrisy."

  "Look at me!" Cheeman still roared.

  Cheka finally turned his head to look at his younger brother, with guilt in his eyes.

  "Just now, did you want me to die too?" cheman stared into his elder brother's eyes and asked.

  Cheka did not answer this question, but sincerely persuaded:

  "Brother, kill me and run away as far as you can, don't think about avenging us. He is a devil who plays with people's hearts! You will never be able to defeat him !"

  Chiman gritted his teeth and said, "What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things?"

  Cheka sighed, stopped talking, raised his head, closed his eyes and waited for death.

  Cheman's expression changed several times rapidly, hesitation, sadness, resentment... But in the end, he aimed at his elder brother's heart and stabbed with his sword.

  Chi!

  Hot blood spurted out, splashing Cheeman all over.

  He staggered back a few steps, then stood still, as if he had become a stone statue.

  Samwell's voice sounded again:

  "Very well. I will keep my promise, and now you are free. Go back and tell your father, I am not a person who likes to kill, and I hope you will surrender more than destruction. So, if he is willing to surrender, then come here to meet me, and I will accept all the savages of the tiger tooth tribe as my subjects. If not, hehe, then the tiger tooth tribe had better have enough warriors to withstand our swords."

  Cheman stood there blankly, as if he hadn't heard Samwell's words at all.

  "What? Don't dare to go back to the tribe? Don't worry, as long as you are no longer an enemy of me, I will not tell about your murder of your brother." Cheman finally raised his head, and at this time his bloody face looked Extraordinarily ferocious.

  Although his appearance hadn't changed, his bearings seemed to be a completely different person.

  "My lord, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win my father's submission." Cheman said hoarsely.

  "Oh?" Samwell frowned, a little surprised, "Why? Could it be that the tiger tooth tribe really has enough warriors?"

Cheman shook his head: "No, the warriors of the tribe have either died in battle or become your captives , and the rest, I am afraid that they have already been scared out of their wits. But even so, my father will not submit to you, because it is a dead end!"

"A dead end?"

  "Yes " , the nobles of the River Bend will definitely kill him. "

  Samwell had a guess in his mind: "Could it be that your father once hurt any nobleman from Reach ?"

  "Yes. My father went out to plunder when he was young, and once killed a member of the Hightower family."

  Samwell suddenly realized.

  No wonder wonder, with the influence of the Hightower family in the reach , Samwell may not be able to keep the patriarch of the tiger tooth tribe.

  "Why did you tell me this?" Samwell looked at the savage in front of him with great interest.

  "Because I want to tell you that my father will not surrender to you, but I will!"

  After finishing speaking, Cheman suddenly fell to his knees, crawled on the ground to Samwell's feet, and pressed his forehead tightly against him feet said loudly:

  "Noble and great knight, I, Cheman, hereby swear allegiance to you! I wish to be the sharp sword in your hand, removing all obstacles in your path. May the gods bear witness to my oath. Let my blood be the price should I fail to keep it!"

  Samwell looked down at the back of the savage in front of him with playful eyers and after thinking for a moment, he said:

  "I accept your allegiance."

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