Chapter 115: 114 A chuckle

Chapter 115: 114 A chuckle

Chapter 115 114. A chuckle

Count Pringlav Stysa, it was not until his handsome face was pressed on the table that he was deformed, and then he felt a strong smell of blood coming from the back of his study.

The big hand pressing on the face was terrifyingly strong.

Count Stesa even felt that his facial bones would be crushed in front of this palm!

The owner of the palm did not do this. On the contrary, he easily took back his power.

Count Stesa's squeezed facial features returned to normal, leaving only a large and ferocious **** handprint on the side of his face.

And the big hand with the **** handprint took the information away from him lightly.

The person behind the chair was walking at a leisurely pace, making a half arc around the desk and heading towards the guest seat at the desk.

Count Stesa already knew who the person was before he dared to raise his head easily and could not see behind him.

The silver roaring bear head necklace is the symbol of the bear sect witchers.

When I checked the information just now, the above briefly introduced the situation of the demon hunter group.

Judging from Count Stesa's method of maintaining interest groups, we know that he is not a nobleman who has prospered in Temeria just by virtue of his noble bloodline.

In fact, after roughly reading the entire book just now, he had already extracted 70% to 80% of the main information.

So, the moment he saw the necklace, Count Stesa knew that the real owner of the information had arrived.

Stassa also probably knew how he appeared in his study.

Secret passage, there is a secret passage behind the study that leads directly to the basement.

For a nobleman who has grown to his level and has become a kind of benchmark, it would be strange if there is no secret passage in the house.

The reason he established this after his study was because he would go there from time to time to have fun, so that he could have some common interests with his friends from the Sun Cult.

The smell of blood on the gloves, and the thirty soldiers who entered the study directly from the secret passage and were on duty in the basement were probably all killed.

He behaves just like in the data, his skills and growth rate are not normal at all!

Cold sweat began to overflow from the pores on his back, and the cold hair from the back of his neck to the top of his head became taut and stood up.

Stassa wanted to say something, but her mouth seemed to be pinched and she couldn't open it.

In the past, a slight cough could silence the receptions of dignitaries, the self-confident and elegant temperament, and the majesty created by power and money, all seemed to have disappeared in this scene! Gone!

Why was this man able to enter the manor silently, why was he able to find the entrance to the secret passage, and why was there no alarm even after killing the thirty guards on duty in the basement? These are no longer important.

But the Count himself showed no signs of movement. He just took out a handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped his face.

Are you really sure, Lan?

His tone was slow and his eyes looked directly into those cat eyes.

Without waiting for Lan En to respond, he jumped out of a large paragraph, showing good eloquence and calm thinking.

"You want to kill me. Although I can't understand your motives, I can probably guess that you are doing it for those children. But if you kill me, what will happen to you and those children?"

"You will all die. You will follow me soon after I die."

"You are very powerful. You can kill thirty masters silently, but what about three hundred? What about three thousand?"

"Of course, you can doubt whether my subordinates will still be so loyal after my death, and whether they will still pursue revenge and kill me. But there is no such thing as 'loyalty' in this kind of thing, Lan En. We talk about interests.

Stassa's tone was calm and determined.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, my power has long gone beyond the scope of a normal earl. It can't even be simply called a 'power', but should be called a 'power group'. This name represents the power I control. Its powerful, but it also shows how complex this power is.

Below me, among the groups attached to me, there are also leaders!

Once I die of murder, guess what these people will do in order to prove their ability to continue to maintain the existence of the power group, to prove their chivalry, and to become the new leaders?

Without waiting for Lan En to answer, the earl said decisively.

"They will hunt down the murderer! Lan En, the moment you kill me, your head and those children will become the best evidence for these people to rise to power. Do you think they are fighting for everything I have now? Inheritance, how crazy can it be?

Even if its Foltest, do you think he will thank you and go toe to toe with my subordinates for you and dozens of worthless, poor children?

"If you kill me here, you will eventually die too. Die with me."

But if you change your mind, Lan En, do you really have the heart to waste the power you have?

Stassa spoke word by word.

He looked at Lan En's cat eyes as if he were looking at a student to whom he had devoted all his efforts.

Sincere and sincere.

But the witcher across the table just listened quietly.

"ha."

A chuckle.

Stasa's face suddenly froze.