Chapter 634

Heidelberg.

Merlin, the minister in charge of the court, slowly stepped out of the carriage and stood at the door of his house, breathing out a breath.

His mood, very relaxed, very happy.

A few days ago, the war situation in all directions of the Durham empire was unfavourable. When the Allied forces of many countries drove straight in, and the imperial army lost its division and territory, Merlin's heart was also tense.

But in a short time, through the delicate layout of salean, the imperial Jedi counterattacked, and the multinational coalition forces collapsed.

In particular, the news from the south, the local fleet of the ice sea Kingdom, as well as the main fleet of several other powers have been completely annihilated, and the main forces of jiaxijia under the control of Duke Ross are preparing to counter encircle the multinational coalition forces

The good news continues, and the suffocating atmosphere of Hydra palace these days is also instantly collapsing.

No matter the court officials, or those bodyguards, maids, servants, craftsmen, everyone's face showed a smile.

After so many days of hard work, it's easy for the situation to get better. Merlin, who has been sitting in Hydra palace these days, finally has free time and can go back to her home for a little rest.

Walking slowly in her yard with her hands behind her back, looking at the lights in the main building of the mansion, Merlin smiles with ease.

To be exact, he was a minister of Doron, the last emperor of the Empire.

However, he has just been in the palace of Hydra for less than ten years, Marguerite III rose to the throne. So he continued to serve Marguerite III for seven or eight years.

His conscientiousness in the 1970s and 1980s made him an indispensable figure for Marguerite III and Martha XIII.

He can intervene in the most core and confidential affairs of the palace.

Even the Royal spy system directly controlled by Mata XIII, including the most powerful force of the Empire, heidra secret guard, although he did not have direct command, but the logistics services, resource allocation, and even the pension and rehabilitation after their death were all controlled by him.

It can be said that if he lost his chain here, Mata XIII's palace spy system would lose at least half of its combat effectiveness.

Merlin's family was originally just a common Marquis family.

However, because of his loyal and diligent service over the years, his family has been promoted to the Duke family, and has a small area, but rich and fertile territory. The production of that territory is enough to make the whole family live a top class life in the whole noble circle.

What are you dissatisfied with?

Merlin coughed gently.

Merlin felt a little tired after working hard these days.

As a senior Hydra, Merlin's physical strength is no problem... But he is tired, is the heart.

He has gone beyond the sixth, seventh and eighth levels. He has already possessed the strength beyond the imagination of ordinary and extraordinary fighting power... But just because of this, he is in the same trouble as Margaret III.

The blood of heidra in the body is gradually strong.

He is transforming from body to soul to Hydra Hydra.

The body doesn't matter.

But the soul... Hydra has nine heads, nine independent consciousness... On the Hydra with nine heads, such a strange situation will make them have far more than ordinary combat power, extremely powerful survival ability.

But this is the case with a mortal

Hehe, nine consciousnesses exist in one head

This is schizophrenia, this is... Psychosis!

The stronger the strength, the stronger the aura of schizophrenia. Marguerite III has no control over herself, she can only seal herself and use her secret skills to force her through this difficult stage.

And Merlin, he is close to the critical point of seal itself.

He pondered that now several sons in his family are all well trained, and they are all powerful party members in the Empire. He planned to select some of the most outstanding sons and grandchildren from these sons and grandchildren and recommend them to Margaret III, so that they could continue to serve the royal family.

Only after she had been in the position of minister in charge of the court for many years, could Merlin know how much potential and intangible benefits this position could bring to the family.

Perhaps it is not as magnificent and influential as the Prime Minister of the Empire, the Minister of Finance and the Minister of education, but in terms of hidden power and actual interests, three or five prime ministers and ministers tied together are not as good as him.

However, which son and which grandson to choose?Merlin walked home step by step, and his two sons and three grandchildren, who had received the news of his return, were standing at the door to meet him.

Merlin waved her hand and said with a gentle smile, "well, don't abide by these boring etiquette at home... Give me a cup of tea. I have something I want to tell you."

Instead of a royal dress and a comfortable home dress, Merlin sat on a comfortable sofa and took a cup of black tea with sugar and sour plum from her youngest son.

Old, inexplicably like this sour sweet taste.

Although the taste of sour plum will cover up the original taste of black tea, Merlin is good for this, isn't it?

Meimei sips the hot tea and takes a big gulp of it. Meilin puts down her cup, sighs with satisfaction, and squints at the children and grandchildren standing in front of her.

"Sit down, sit down, I have something I want to discuss with you

Merlin's face suddenly changed.

All of a sudden, he found that his limbs became numb, paralyzed and unconscious.

He looked at his hand in horror, his fingers from the fingertips, are rapidly becoming gray, like granite gray.

"Stone... Chemical..." Merlin looked at her children and grandchildren in horror.

Meilin's children and grandchildren quietly separated to the left and right. An old man with grey linen robes, long hair shawls, a clumsy face, and bearing like an emperor came in step by step, clutching a wooden stick.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Merlin... May al's light shine on your soul."

The old man nodded to Merlin and said, "introduce yourself. I'm al's class 30 waiter. You can call me... Sarin."

Merlin's body below his neck has been completely petrified, and a wisp of black gas is wrapped around his body. He is struggling to resist the terrible power of petrified drugs. In the imperial palace of the Durham Empire, almost all the famous and unknown drugs in the mainland of medland have been preserved. As several of them are poisonous, Merlin naturally has been exposed to them.

But the chemicals he used today must be specially made.

Ordinary petrochemicals can't do harm to Merlin's powerful existence at all... It may have a little impact, but it's absolutely impossible to petrify Merlin almost as a whole in such a short time.

"Sarin, is that your real name?" Merlin sneered.

"A name is just a symbol. As long as you know that I am a humble waiter, that's enough." The old man calmly looked at Merlin: "to make a long story short, people like you and me, time is very precious, there is no need to waste time on meaningless arguments."

Merlin gave sarin a cold look, and then he looked at his little son, who served him tea, with a twisted face.

"Don't blame them. They were my disciples of Al 30 years ago." Sarin said coldly: "we need your cooperation... We need you to help us control the guards of the palace, open all the defense restrictions of the palace, let us enter the palace and control the palace."

Sarin said coldly: "if possible, we hope you can cooperate with us to capture Martha XIII alive... As for Margaret III, because of her special state, she is undoubtedly extremely dangerous... She had better die quietly, which is in our interests."

Merlin looked at sarin with a smile. "Do you think that's possible?"

Sarin sighed, "you refuse to cooperate?"

Merlin nodded slowly and difficultly: "there is no doubt that I refuse to cooperate... I will not betray my loyal Lord."

Sarin shook his head. He raised the stick in his hand. With a slight blow from the end of the stick, he pierced Merlin's neck‘ With a bang, Merlin's petrified body was completely smashed, leaving only a intact head.

"Then follow the plan." Sarin said without expression: "Merlin's soul is out of control and he is seriously injured. With his loyalty to the royal family over the years, Mata XIII has a great chance to visit him... Just in front of his hospital bed, he captured Mata XIII alive."

Sarin looked at Merlin's children and grandchildren: "take off his face and make it into a mask... This play, you must perform better."

A little later, a fine horse galloped out of the Merlin's house towards Hydra palace.

The news of Merlin's "self mutilation and serious injury" spread to Hydra palace for the first time.

The house of seclusion.

Deep underground, in front of an old bronze gate.Margaret III stood quietly at the gate with her hands behind her.

"Medega, can you imagine that little bastard Joe developed the real effect of the chariot..." Margaret III's voice was full of surprise: "who do you think he got?"

Medega, holding the huge Scepter in both hands, squinted and looked at the bronze gate in front of him.

The seclusion Hall of Hydra palace itself is an inconceivable ancient taboo... This door is also the last one that the royal family of the Dylan Empire spent countless thoughts and inherited more than ten generations of emperors, but also failed to open.

According to the conjecture of the successive emperors, if we can open this door, we may be able to completely grasp the hall of claustrophobia.

With the huge volume of the claustrophobia hall and the powerful suppression it shows now, it is likely to be an ancient artifact that is more powerful, older and higher in rank than the killing of Hellinger.

Margaret III has been thinking about it these days.

Maybe you should let Joe, a little fat man, come here to have a look?

Medega squinted and muttered, "well, it doesn't matter whose patron he is. He has contributed enough to the Empire, has he?"

"Well, your majesty, maybe there's one thing I need to make clear to you... Joe can control Doron's staff, but I was by his side when his majesty made it."

"Duolun's staff, added blood identification."

Marguerite III froze, then suddenly turned back and stared at medega.

Medega shrugged: "only the blood of heidra can master the staff of Doron..."

In Margaret III's eyes, there was a cold light of unknown significance: "so."

"He's from the Durham royal family... No doubt about it." Meidijia desperately blinked his wrinkled eyelids: "as for which Royal Highness left the blood outside... Ha ha!"

Margaret III's eyes widened and her teeth rattled.

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