Chapter 636

Sean von maaster walked out of the building with a brisk pace.

In his right hand, he held a brown paper briefcase with a bloody "top secret" seal on it.

The young man showed off by holding the briefcase in his hand and deliberately pointing the word "top secret" out. Although it was dark, ordinary people could not see what he was holding, he still did so.

Jumping into the waiting wagon at the door of the inspection department building, Sean cheerfully yelled to the driver, "to your excellency viglar's..."

In the carriage, a pale palm stretched out and covered Sean's mouth.

A dagger with sharp teeth slashed Sean's neck.

Sean heard the rustle of the wind blowing through the wheat waves. It was the sound of his blood beating on the carriage board.

Sean convulsed and fell to the ground. He was staring at the killer with pale hands and face. His throat kept making a "coo" sound.

The man in the coachman's seat put half of his body into the carriage: "virgal's illegitimate son, Sean von Marst... Identification... Clearance."

Sean's eyes were wide open.

Virgal's illegitimate son? Do you know yourself?

In front of his eyes, he began to see the whole process of his mother raising herself from a young age, then sending herself to the judicial University, and finally being appointed by the school to be sent to vigrah to serve as his private secretary.

I always thought that I was a genius in the real sense, so I went very smoothly in my study and work, and got the recognition of vigral, and then I was on the way to success, and I saw a bright future.

However, today... It turns out that all I have been proud of is that I am the illegitimate son of vigrah?

Vigral never showed it.

My mother never showed it.

Sean himself

The boundless darkness shrouded Sean and he lost all consciousness.

In the carriage, there was a faint voice: "how many more?"

"Kill this... There are three more on the list..."

He is not recognized morally, but he does have some rights in the hidden rules of the nobility. Even in an emergency, when Sean, the half brother who has the right to inherit the throne, was killed, don, the youngest son of vigrah, was with several young aristocrats who had good friends, Playing cards in one of the young people's homes, winning or losing a little money.

After finishing the last three cards in his hand, Donne wrote down a new number on a piece of white paper and sighed.

"Well done, isn't it? I've got another 50 gold marks in my pocket money this month. "

Several noble youths who lost all their pockets rolled their eyes at the same time.

A young man with red hair murmured, "that's our pocket money... Ah, dear Joe, where is he now? I miss him immensely... Our shop has been selected and our staff has been trained. As soon as the goods he promised us arrive, we will have more than enough pocket money. "

Donne put down his banknotes, folded up his cards and began to shuffle and divide them.

"Ah, I know something about that... Over there in port Toulon, a group of greedy thieves are plundering the wealth there. Joe, he went back to port Toulon by some wonderful route and was fighting for the benefit of the Empire

Donne dealt the cards, picked up his cards, frowned and began to sort them out.

He sighed: "according to the information I got..."

A group of noble youths are staring at Donne, hoping to get some hot news from him. Donne's father, vigral, is a close official of the royal family, has more royal blood, and ranks very high in the succession to the throne, They can't compare.

Although they were surprised that Joe had returned to port Toulon in such a short period of time and had begun to fight against the Allied forces... The noble youths had good psychological endurance, and they knew that the royal family, or some extraordinary powers, did have some means to transcend the common customs.

In a short period of time, wherever Joe appeared, it was a reasonable thing.

They expect that Donne can give them some news that is particularly exciting and interesting.

"George, the terrible great grandson of the ice sea Kingdom, as well as the commander of their local fleet, doolind... And several noble people of the ice sea Kingdom, who... Were killed by Joe."Donne shrugged his shoulders and quietly threw out the shocking news he had just heard from vigrah.

A group of noble youths were sure to open their eyes and hold their breath.

"He, he, he... But, I remember, the Council of seven in port Toulon just told the Allied forces..." a young nobleman whispered, "killing Prince George seems to have broken the rules."

Another noble youth stammered: "noble life is inviolable... Joe does this..."

Donne, a little impatient, pulled out a pair of cards and threw them on the card table: "ah, the appearance of things is like this, but according to the news from port Toulon, the deaths of those guys should have nothing to do with Joe... To be exact, Joe, his family, and the Empire, have been trapped by some secret organization

A maid came in and gave new drinks to several noble youths.

Donne took a glass of wine, sipped it and moistened his throat: "the great grandson of the ice sea kingdom was assassinated in the land of the Empire in a way that violated the hidden rules of the nobility... It's not just Joe's trouble... The scale of the war is expanding... Damn, someone is calculating the whole empire."

Donne shook his glass and simply drank all the wine in it. He raised his glass and yelled: "cherish the last peace, brothers. Maybe this is our last time together... If they insist on expanding the war, then I will apply to my father. I will put on my iron gray uniform and go to the Lanin corridor, And fight with my cousin Isaac. "

A group of noble youths were agitated by Donne's words. They raised their glasses one after another, and then they made a cry of surprise at the same time.

Blood, constantly flowing out of Donne's nose.

Then, blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes.

Then, his ears, his mouth, there are constantly red blood outflow.

Donne himself was unconscious. He continued to talk about his judgment and expectation of the war. After a few words, he fell to the ground with no breath.

The silence over Heidelberg was broken again by the sharp whistle.

Makai of the food street was rifled, and there was poison on the blade. He completely lost his life signs in just a few breaths.

Sean was assassinated at the door of the supervision department building. Blood flowed out of the car and was found by the guards of the supervision department. When Sean was carried out of the car, all the rescue had no effect.

Donne was poisoned to death at his friend's home, and the maid who served the drink was arrested, but apparently she had nothing to do with the assassination. Groups of spies and police surrounded the house, but they were busy for a long time and got nothing.

Hillman, who was full of black air, and his loyal officials, had successfully left the blood kapok fort.

They came to the outskirts of Heidelberg, an old castle with a long history.

A large number of fierce soldiers in black tight leather armour and sharp blades defend the castle. Teams of knights wearing heavy armour and blood colored cloaks behind them are driving teams of men, women, old and young into the basement of the castle like pigs.

In the huge basement, an altar made of white bones has been dyed red with blood.

On the ground, a huge magic array with a diameter of more than one thousand feet was cast by melting extremely precious metal into juice.

Blood in the magic array outlines a huge Hydra pattern, blood flowing in the magic array, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Groups of men, women and children were driven into the basement.

They roared hysterically, roared in panic, cursed in horror, and called out their names, identities and titles in a nervous voice, threatening that they would use all their strength to retaliate against the bastards who did all this.

These guys' surnames are all "Heidelberg". They are all the blood of the royal family of the dren empire.

As mentioned above, the two emperors tieduo and Duolun, as well as the emperors before the dren Empire, left too many blood descendants

Now, almost all of these blood descendants are concentrated here.

Hillman was naked. Under his skin, dense black scales were constantly wriggling. The scales were rubbing and crisscrossing with each other, making a "chucking" sound.

On his back neck, a few fist sized meatballs were creeping slightly.

Occasionally, the meatball emits a black light, and it becomes translucent. You can vaguely see the image similar to the snake head in the meatball.

He stood at the top of the altar, overlooking the crying "clansmen", and the ferocious "Jie Jie" was smiling."You are really a group of food wasters."

"But who let you still have the same noble blood as me?"

"Well, I'll help you make use of the waste and let your blood make me come true."

Old Mai and others are standing on the edge of the magic circle.

Beside them stood several old men in linen robes.

Three of the old men's Cuffs all have the emblem of Al endless snake.

The remaining two were wearing pale gold masks, and their breath was as vast and fiery as the sun - no doubt, they were the clergy of the Golden Oak church, and they were very high ranking clergy.

"I hope the methods you offer are useful... This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." An old man with a golden mask whispered.

"We take what we need, that's all... So we will certainly do our best to make the plan go smoothly." An old man with an Al's snake badge on his sleeve sneered, "we've done our best. I hope you don't delay."

Hillman was standing on the altar and hopping.

He yelled at Lao Mai and others: "Lao Mai, what are you waiting for? Al's mouse generation, church's God stick, ha, it's time for you to work... No matter why you choose to help me... Now that you have done it, you can go on honestly! "

"Come on, sacrifice!"

"I've already felt the holy gaze of Hellinger."

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