Chapitre 59: Chapter 059: Blackmailing the Crowd

In the tent, the table was overturned, and plates and food were scattered everywhere. A sword lay on the ground, suggesting a sudden and brief struggle had taken place.

Gro lay in a pool of blood on the floor, clutching his abdomen with a face full of pain. He no longer had the strength to shout, only emitting very low moans. Seeing Richard burst in, Gro's lips struggled to move as he feebly called out, "Save... save me..."

Richard's eyes narrowed, his prior suspicions confirmed.

He stepped toward Gro, his brain whirring as he walked, pondering what could have happened in the short few minutes since he'd left. After a moment, before he could even kneel down, Gro had already passed out, his eyes closing. Simultaneously, a clamor of footsteps and horse hooves sounded from outside the tent.

"Swoosh!"

The tent flap was thrown open violently, and numerous nobles rushed in, then saw Gro motionless with his eyes shut, and saw Richard by Gro's side.