Being able to cut off three heads in the blink of an eye, even if the bandits were stupid, they knew they had encountered a ruthless individual.
Among the remaining bandits, some immediately looked towards Sienna, who was seated at the head of the table, hoping their female leader would give them instructions.
Unfortunately, the usually brave and decisive female bandit leader was now covering her chest with one hand, staring blankly at the Witcher, seemingly with her brain frozen.
Meanwhile, a few bolder bandits immediately turned and ran out of the castle, whether to call for reinforcements or simply to escape.
However, in Guilliman's eyes, these bandits weren't even considered people; they were merely a group of wild monsters, just like fiends.
He felt no pity, and was even considering how much Soul Power these guys could bring him.
Watching the few who fled, he casually pushed his right hand forward, unleashing a wide-range Igni Sign.
Igni, having advanced to an Extraordinary-tier skill, could, in its normal mode, release a flame attack that covered a twenty-meter radius in front of him.
And with this level of Igni, the magic power within him could unleash it more than twenty times.
Pale blue flames gushed from his palm, instantly engulfing the fleeing bandits, including one unfortunate soul who stood frozen, having made no choice, setting them ablaze like torches.
The rising flames instantly burned off their hair, ignited their clothes, and scorched their flesh, causing the bandits to cry out and writhe on the ground.
Their miserable state not only terrified the remaining bandits but also frightened the civilians who were far away, naked and bound in iron cages.
Unfortunately, Guilliman, already a slayer of thousands, felt no pity for life. He looked down at Sienna, his expression cold, and said:
"Three seconds left."
"Three!"
"Two!"
"..."
As his countdown neared its end, whether she was truly afraid or saw the resolute killing intent in the Witcher's eyes, Sienna, the bandit leader, was the first to grit her teeth and kneel.
She lowered her head, hands on the ground, her gaze fixed on some unknown point, deep in thought.
With her, the bandit leader, setting an example, the other bandits also wanted to kneel and beg for mercy.
However, Guilliman would not give these small fry a chance.
While coldly shouting the final "One!" from his mouth,
He simultaneously reached out and clenched his hand, and a massive fiery aura erupted from his body.
It not only shattered the table beneath his feet but also engulfed all the bandits around the table.
They were all set ablaze, screaming in agony, and simultaneously flung four or five meters away by the force of the fiery aura, crashing heavily to the ground.
This was the second combat skill of Igni flames, called Flame Shock. An Extraordinary-tier Flame Shock could ignite enemies within a five-meter radius of the user and knock them back.
It was a quite practical combat skill when surrounded by enemies.
However, this combat skill also had a drawback: its power was a bit too weak.
It could probably only be used to knock back small-fry monsters and was not very effective against elite monsters like Ancient Leshens or Boss monsters.
The Witcher's move was too cruel.
His Flame Shock, except for Sienna, whom he intentionally spared by controlling the direction, ignited all the bandits who had been surrounding him with magical flames, and they quickly lost their lives amidst screams and wails.
Guilliman stepped forward and, with a single reach, grabbed Sienna by the neck, who was still in shock.
He pulled this mature and beautiful black-haired woman before him, holding her by her collar with one hand, his immense strength lifting her feet off the ground, bringing her to eye level with him, and said:
"I remember who you are, Sienna."
"Or rather, Silvia Anna, Duchess Anna Henrietta's older sister, the exiled daughter of the Henrietta family."
"Originally, I should have killed you along with these other scum bandits around here."
"After all, you are bandits, you deserve to die, and you are not worthy of pity."
"But now, I have changed my mind."
Guilliman's other hand forcefully covered Sienna's large bosom, squeezing without mercy, with enough force to make an ordinary person cry out in pain and leave bruised finger marks.
However, Sienna, whose identity had been revealed, no longer wore the fearful expression she had before. Instead, she gritted her teeth as if her reverse scale had been touched, glaring furiously at the Witcher, completely fearless, enduring the pain.
Her voice was low, but her tone was somewhat hateful as she said:
"Are you an assassin sent by my sister? That guy really wants me to die silently out here, doesn't she?"
"She's afraid of me, afraid of me returning to Toussaint and reclaiming what's rightfully mine."
It seemed that her previous expressions might have been a disguise. She was quite bold, or perhaps a bit unhinged, as she wasn't afraid of death.
And being glared at by such a black-haired beauty, Guilliman mercilessly slapped Sienna, leaving a red handprint on her beautiful, pale face.
Guilliman's voice was cold as he said:
"You are a damned person. I only spared your life because I see you still have some use."
"As for Duchess Anna, I don't know her at all, and she has no right to order me around."
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