Theresa Lindsay knew, this was the trouble she had caused last time.
In St. Sunday, the main war faction had always been thinly populated, a weaker side with a few people, and the Lindsay family was holding it up. Before, the peace faction did not deal with them because they were not worth it.
Yes.
Not worth it.
Just one Lindsay family, not worth a major mobilization by the people of the peace faction.
However, ever since Theresa Lindsay, almost jokingly, chose Mr. X as the leader of the main war faction last time, no one expected that it would spiral out of control.
No, Theresa Lindsay had no regrets.
People of the Lindsay family, they were just that fiery in temperament.
Rather than living in fear, it’s better to fight back with all they’ve got.
They couldn’t deal with the massive army of the South Land, hundreds of thousands strong, but they could deal with the seemingly mighty main war faction in St. Sunday, contributing their last bit of strength.
“Sister, will Mr. X come to rescue our Lindsay family?” a little girl, about seven or eight years old, with a lamb’s horn braid, asked weakly behind her.
“No.” Theresa Lindsay patted the little girl’s head.
Then she turned to the people around her, a sharp light in her eyes, “Ladies and gentlemen, I only met Mr. X once. I don’t even know his real name or face. Perhaps, he holds a grudge against me for forcing him into this so-called main war faction. So, it’s highly likely that Mr. X won’t come today.”
“Those who are afraid can leave. We won’t stop you.” Theresa Lindsay made way.
Rose nodded.
Many guards also made way, a path leading out.
However, no one left.
Everyone looked at Theresa Lindsay. One of them laughed twice, “When I was seven, I had no food to eat. I was picked up by the family head and raised. How can I escape now? I’m not such a coward.”
“What’s the point of running? Surrender to South Land? I’ve been defending this border with the family head for twenty years. Asking me to surrender to South Land is like asking me to die.”
“I’m old now, let me fight for Kisia one last time.”
“Although I’m still young, but born a Kisia, die a Kisia soul. We fight.”
Shouts came one after another.
Everyone was impassioned.
Among them were Lindsay family guards, Theresa Lindsay’s father’s comrades, old soldiers who had been fighting for the Kisia border, and young people with childish faces but determined eyes.
These were the people of the Lindsay family.
These were the people of Kisia.
Generations stationed on the border, loyal to the soul of Kisia, protecting the flag of Kisia.
“Alright, listen up, prepare for battle now.” Theresa Lindsay scanned the crowd and commanded.
“Yes.” The Lindsay family respected the command.
Rose watched from the side, a sense of relief in her eyes. Although she was now the head of the Lindsay family, commanding great respect, she was not good at fighting. Instead, it was Theresa Lindsay, this girl, who had been nurtured by her father since childhood.
She was indeed a heroine, who did not yield to men.
“Isaac, Theresa has grown up.” Rose murmured.
At this moment, a sinister voice came from outside the door, “Lindsay family, open the door. I am here under the order of our Roach family head to arrest Theresa Lindsay and search for Mr. X. We hope that you, Lindsay family, will cooperate. Or else…”
His voice trailed off.
With a bang.
The door was blasted open, a bald man who was two meters tall, broad, with fists as big as sandbags and hands full of calluses, walked in.
“Or else, kill without mercy!”
This sentence was delivered with a chilling murderous intent.
“Dion!”
Rose looked at this man, her face serious.
Because this was one of the three guardians of the Roach family, Dion. The Roach family was able to establish itself in St. Sunday, thanks not only to its wealth but also to these powerful guards.
“Knowing me, that’s good, then I won’t bother introducing myself.”
Dion curled his lips, sizing up Rose and Theresa Lindsay, a fiery passion in his eyes. “Both of you are beauties. It wasn’t easy for me to secure this task. The boss said I could have a share of the spoils.”
“You’re asking for death!”
His words infuriated the Lindsay family.
One was their mistress, and the other their young lady! These were key figures of the Lindsay family. A number of their guards, their faces flushed red with rage, immediately drew their swords, ready to kill Dion. However, with a smirk, Dion clenched his fists together.
With a loud thud.
It was as if the earth itself was shaking.
The guards froze in place.
“You are too weak!” Dion punched one of the guards, sending him flying. Then, with an elbow, he sent another flying. Next, he grabbed a guard by his neck and laughed maniacally.
In just a few moves, most of the guards were severely injured.
“How weak.” Dion crushed the throat of a guard with his hand and tossed him aside. He then turned to Theresa Lindsay: “Why are you so weak?”
“She’s so strong!” Theresa Lindsay and the others were shocked.
These guards were the elite of their family.
Yet they were so easily defeated.
The famed guard of the Roach family truly lived up to its reputation.
However, if her father, the head of the Lindsay family, were here, the situation wouldn’t be so dire. After all, he was a seasoned warrior on the battlefield. Both he and his comrades could easily deal with Dion.
But now, they were all gone.
The comrades who stayed behind were all injured, either missing limbs or too elderly, their fighting strength was only a fraction of what it once was.
Now, the strongest fighter was her.
“Roach family guards, surround this area. Don’t let anyone in. This time, I want to have some fun.” Dion issued an order.
“Yes.”
The guards immediately left.
Dion tilted his head, pointed at Theresa Lindsay and sneered, “People of St. Sunday always say that your father, Isaac Lindsay, was the strongest. I don’t see it. If he truly was the strongest, he wouldn’t be hanging at the South Border city gate, exposed to the elements.”
He laughed mockingly.
The strongest of St. Sunday, but not necessarily the smartest.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be hanging at the South Border city gate, exposed to the elements, his body not yet cold.
However, this did prove that Isaac Lindsay was capable. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been chosen by the people of the South Land to hang at the city gate as a deterrent. But no matter how capable, he was now dead.
Dead men have nothing to fear.
“You!” Theresa Lindsay’s eyes reddened.
This had always been a pain in her heart. She had thought about a rescue, but she knew it was not just a deterrent, but also a trap, luring those who wanted to save the bodies.
One goes, one dies.
So, she had always been enduring!