System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 768 - 254: The Fall of Frank Manor

Lynn continued, "Finally..."

"You have indeed achieved something that the manor lords of Frank Manor throughout history have never accomplished."

"You have led Frank Manor to its downfall!"

Janet’s entire body suddenly stiffened.

She widened her eyes, looking at Lynn in disbelief.

"Am I the one leading Frank Manor to its downfall?"

Lynn took a few steps back, leaning against the edge of the courtyard wall.

His body slightly shifted backward, leaning against the wall.

Only then did he speak slowly.

"Of course, there’s one point that needs to be mentioned first."

"Unless Frank Manor chooses to submit, it will inevitably fall sooner or later."

"Regardless of whether the Manor Lord is you or someone else."

"Your actions merely accelerated the downfall of Frank Manor."

Janet’s eyes wavered, wanting to retort.

Yet she found herself completely at a loss for where to start.

Lynn’s words were piercing!

Lynn looked playfully at the roundness in front of Janet.

"And one last point, Miss Janet."

"If you wish to die along with the downfall of Frank Manor."

"You are welcome to commit suicide before my soldiers enter the Manor Castle."

"But you did not do so."

"Because you fear death!"

"Unlike Joao Frank, who chose not to surrender and died after being hit by dozens of Arrows."

"You, Janet Frank, don’t even have the courage to take your own life!"

Janet’s eyes narrowed, her entire being frozen in place.

Lynn’s words kept echoing in her mind.

"Because you fear death..."

"Don’t even have the courage to take your own life..."

These words seemed to touch Janet’s last nerve.

Her face flushed red, as she began to stride towards Lynn.

However.

Before taking a step, she was restrained by two heavy infantry in Armor holding her shoulders.

Janet struggled frantically, trying to escape the physical restraint.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t break free.

Janet’s face was almost contorted, and she shouted loudly at Lynn, "Preposterous!"

"Do you know how I’ve gotten through life from childhood till now?"

"I’ve never feared death!"

"Even if you are the victor of Morgan Town, you cannot morally stand above me, look down on me, condemn me!"

Lynn, looking at Janet’s ferocious face, remained indifferent.

He calmly said, "Oh, really?"

"Prove it to me!"

Lynn looked at the two heavy infantry behind Janet and said, "Release her and give her a sword."

The captain of the heavy infantry did not hesitate and responded, "Yes, my Lord."

Immediately, he had the two heavy infantry release her and step back.

He threw a standard Longsword in front of Janet.

Listening to Lynn’s words.

Feeling the grip on her shoulders disappear, Janet did not rush madly towards Lynn as she had just now.

She stood dazed, full of indecision.

Lynn remained leaning against the thick wall, staring at Janet six or seven meters away.

"What’s the matter, Miss Janet?"

"Didn’t you say you never feared death?"

"Didn’t you say I’m condemning you, looking down on you from the posture of a victor?"

"Now I’m giving you a chance!"

"I can even inform all the soldiers, all the Free People and Peasants of Morgan Town."

"You, Janet Frank, died defending the Manor Castle."

Janet looked bewildered, her body feeling weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

She stared straight at the ground, at the standard Longsword still stained with blood.

Lynn’s voice continued to speak in her ears.

"Is Miss Janet afraid?"

His voice was not loud.

Yet in Janet’s ears, it felt like the Demon’s whisper, urging her towards the Abyss of death.

A nameless fury rose within Janet.

She steeled herself and crawled on her knees towards the Longsword, grabbing it.

Red and several heavy infantry moved cautiously.

They shielded their Lord behind them.

Janet raised the standard Longsword, resting it on her shoulder.

The weight of the Longsword in her hands.

The metallic and bloody smell coming from the blade.

And Lynn’s scrutinizing gaze!

Janet’s breath gradually became rapid, the white of her chest heaving quickly.

She wanted to drag the Longsword across her neck.

But Janet found that no matter how resolved she was, her arms wouldn’t move.

Consequently.

Her arms, indeed her entire body, began to tremble.

This time.

Lynn did not urge Janet further.

A clatter!

With a crisp sound, the Longsword slipped from Janet’s hands, falling on the courtyard’s cobblestone floor.

Moments ago, full of resolve, she felt as if half of her was suddenly hollowed out.

Her previously upright slender body.

Sitting bent, with hands on the ground...

Her face was full of despair and defeat.

Seeing Janet like this, Lynn’s gaze shifted to the heavy infantry and he spoke.

"Take her back to the territory! Take care of her!"

The captain of the heavy infantry quickly responded, "Yes, my Lord."

As Janet sat on the ground, she seemed to hear Lynn’s command.

She suddenly snapped back to reality, glaring at Lynn, her voice full of questioning shouts.

Taken away by two heavy infantry, she headed towards the distant stairs.

"Lynn, what do you want to do?"