Chapter 506 United Kingdom's Commitment_2

'Slap—' The Hearthstone Witch's third slap landed fiercely on Henry Blossey's face.

There were quite a few soldiers serving as guards in the meeting, and some of them from the United Kingdom were of Blossey family origins. At this moment, seeing the high and mighty Noble Henry Blossey continuously slapped without being able to retaliate only to end up humiliated, they all found the scene both ridiculous and amusing.

Henry Blossey exclaimed in anger, "This is too much, have you no manners..."

Another slap from the Hearthstone Witch silenced him, his face swelling up red and blue, "Now you speak to me of manners when earlier you claimed to be a Knight. How capable are you? How strong is your combat ability?"

The Hearthstone Witch sneered, sensing the enormous strength charging her from the entire universe, naturally seizing this opportunity to terrorize the weak and satisfy her cravings.

"Henry Blossey, killing you is no more significant than crushing an ant."