When Ian walked into this conference room, he subconsciously glanced up and thought that one level further up from here was the hall where he had been in a panic. And this was a secret conference room that he didn't even know.

The heavy curtains are pulled up, and there should be a direct view of the tower's backyard, where the last tea party took place.

But now, the room was dark, and the only light was a candle in everyone's hand.

"Hudruman, sit, come and play cards?" said Prime Minister Angel smiled and held out his hand to an empty spot.

Looking around, Lucius Grant, Qatar Grant, Yurien Fittier, and his son, Louis Fittier. Ian had heard that this man had come to his house to look for him, but had not entered the mansion.

The Minister of War was not there, nor was Justice Mohén. The absence of these two people made Ian's heart tighten, and he seemed to feel something.

He walked slowly forward and sat down in the far corner, with Louis sitting across from him and Qatar on his left-hand side.

The House of Lords is senior, and even Angel does not sit in the center upright, but is divided equally with Lucas. The prime minister's move is Yurien, and Lucas's attack is Qatar.

The hierarchy of power, probably, only this time there is one more Hudrumman Ian, and perhaps someone else's position is also squeezed out.

"There's one more person, you guys play, I'm so lucky. Lucius waved his hand, slammed the cards in his hand on the conference table, turned back to the passage and shouted, "Hey, do you have anything to eat!?"

After speaking, a few minutes later, several waiters in formal clothes walked in, and the tray in their hands exuded the strong aroma of fried fish. They also prepared snacks for Ian, but they were all things he didn't like to eat.

"I've always heard that Privy Council stuff is delicious, but I've been back for so long, don't I have something new?" Lucas pinched the fishtail and frowned.

"Mr. Grant, this is the fastest. During your time back, the Privy Council has done everything it can for you. Our chefs, of course, are the best chefs. Angel started dealing his own cards.

"Bridge...... I might ......" Ian took his cards and hesitated.

"It's okay, just play two, we'll let you do more. Angel smiled.

"Don't believe them, these people are so lucky, especially that one. Lucius put his feet on the table and pointed to the seat next to Yurien.

Unexpectedly, he is talking about Louis Futile, the eldest son of Jurien and the future successor of the Fettir family. Unlike his thin father, Louis's eyes were deeper and sharper, and the bridge of his nose was straight, almost more aristocratic than other nobles, and he couldn't even see the miser temperament of Julien.

Such a person, to bear the future of Fittil?

Ian didn't think of this at the time, and his first impression was just luck at the table.

As Lucius said, Louis had excellent luck. The difficulty of bridge is not small, and it is difficult to get started, but after a few hands, the winner is him.

Not Yurien, it's his son.

"What's next?" Yurien pushed his glasses and cleaned up his cards.

Secretary of War Carter glanced at Lucius, who was feasting.

"Your son's luck, isn't it too good?" Angel smiled, "Okay, let's do another game." ”

"It's been four rounds, and I really can't play. Ian scratched the back of his head.

After a moment of silence, Angel spoke again.

"Hugh Luman, it's not me saying you, Chumore used to be very good at playing. ”

"yes, Louis couldn't get to the table at the time, and Yurien couldn't play your father. Lucius dipped the fish in ketchup, "You can't lose to your father." ”

"I must go back and practice more, practice more. Ian leaned over to clean up the pokers.

"If you want to play, I can go teach you, or you come over. Louis spoke for the first time, his face flushed slightly, and he looked a little excited.

"How can I let you come, I'll go over when I'm free. ”

"I think there should be more communication between juniors, you say, Mr. Grant. ”

"Hey, I agree with this, our boy, I don't want to come up, and I can't persuade him. ”

"Duke loves horses, he likes the Privy Council, we know that. But if you don't come to the tea party, it's hard for everyone to get acquainted with it. ”

"I turned back to him, I went back to him. Lucius put down his beer glass and burped.

Duke is the son of War Secretary Qatar, but Lucius is the only one in the room who speaks. The former sat very upright, with the solemn temperament of a soldier.

"Hmph. Yurien snorted, his eyes fixed on the cards in Ian's hand.

"Hugh Druman, the cards are not so shuffled, I'll come, I'll come. "Louis Road.

Yurien's gaze still fell on the cards, but when he saw his son's hand, he frowned slightly.

"Hey, Luis, you're so lucky, how can you shuffle the cards yourself? Angel immediately played the round.

"Put it back. Yurien said lightly: "Hudruman, you come." ”

This time, even the Prime Minister retracted his hand and watched Ian take the playing cards, and Lucius chuckled at the table and asked the waiter to get some more beer.

But just when Ian was silently shuffling the cards and the scene was very quiet for a while, War Secretary Qatar suddenly said a word.

"Lately, there have been some problems with the Bloodline Forest. ”

Ian hit a spirit, slowing down a bit in his hand, but quickly returning to normal. However, this action is easy to be seen by others.

"I know, but don't you ask you to solve it?" said Angel, looking at Qatar with interest.

"Yes, but there are new problems. Qatar didn't know where to pull out a stack of reports: "The matter of the Blood Clan Union is settled, but now there is another group of Blood Clans who are rebelling against the current Blood Clan Union." ”

"What about the president? Isn't his file on file?"

"Ever since a member of the Bloodline was killed by Oleg, the president has disappeared. When we go to the Blood Clan Forest, we can only help stabilize the current Blood Clan Guild. But our people are also being attacked by the new Blood. ”

Oleg, that's the name of the chef of the Ian family.

Ian shuffled the cards for a long time, and until now, he has not been able to shuffle the cards in his hand.

"If you can't rectify it, send the army and search it one by one. Angel said casually: "Buy a batch of blood detectors from Kewei City, they have the latest type." ”

"Understood. ”

There was silence.

"The cards are shuffled. Ian placed the cards lightly in the center of the table, not daring to speak loudly.

"Come, let's play cards, play cards. Angel took the poker and began to deal the cards.

Louis still looked excited, but Julien's eyes slowly looked away after Ian put down the poker. Lucius swept around the crowd with great interest, and patted Qatar lightly with his big hand, who sat upright and looked straight ahead.

The atmosphere slowly turned eerie, and everyone except Louis seemed to be distracted. After a few rounds, it was still Luis who won, basically without exception.

"Hudruman, I heard that your family's chef is from the blood clan?" Angel looked at Ian shuffling the cards and said, "Oleg Roz is also one of the important blood families in the archives. ”

"He's always been in our house, all I know is that he's really good. ”

"It's not a good thing to have something to do with the Bloods, Hugh Drumman. Lucius, who seemed to have been helping him talk, was also getting serious.

"He may not be aware of the Bloodline's past. Yurien's eyes were fixed on Ian's cards: "That's a marginalized race. ”

"I probably don't understand ......," Ian shuffles slowly.

This tea party doesn't seem to be as easy as the last one. Unlike the laughter and noise in the backyard, this gloomy conference room and eerie card game all foreshadow a depressing scene.

Interrogate.

"The mere matter of drinking human blood is an irreconcilable contradiction. Qatar turned his head to look at Ian and said, "Blood, only the black market has it." Basically, it is for the needs of the blood clan, some of the blood clan waste food, and some of the blood clan have perverted fetishes, resulting in a shortage of blood in the black market. Everyone knows that the Bloodlines are generally rich, and their needs will change the price of the market. And changing the price ......"

"We're already in control. Yurien interjected directly: "The bloodline under our control will not be like this. ”

"I heard that the blood clan that Oleg killed had this vice. Lucius said, "So, that's a good thing?"

"A good thing is a good thing, but you heard Qatar say that now there is another group of blood clans in the Blood Clan Forest, causing trouble, if they are allowed to disrupt the balance, there will still be murders back then. Can't you, Mr. Grant?"

"No, no. Qatar, this matter must be resolved. ”

"Did the last incident about Miss Issa Schell, the voters behind the scenes, find out?" said Angel to Yurien.

"I haven't found out my true identity, but the objects of suspicion are all blood clans. As if he was ready, Yurien pulled out a report from his body.

Lucius raised an eyebrow and took a long sip of beer.

The smile on Angel's face hadn't changed at all now that the two reports were in front of him, but Ian looked like he had just laughed at him.

"The matter of the blood clan must be resolved. If I could, I would like to list it as the third race to have a bad impact on the country after the Witch Clan and the Dragon Clan. Of course, the key depends on how the three of us solve this problem, and if we are all satisfied in the end, then of course the matter will not be too big. As for what resources are needed to solve them, whether they need the City of Cowi or the Black Tower, or Mr. Grant's army, let me know. ”

After saying this, Angel slowly stood up and looked at Ian, who was still shuffling the cards. The other two ministers also stood up, and Louis obediently stood up, except for Lucius and Ian.

"That's all for today's tea party, thank you for participating. ”

watched his back disappear, only to realize that his back was soaked. In the empty conference room, only Lucius Grant and his staring eyes were wide-eyed.

"The prime minister is not referring to me. Lucius smiled and left the room. The waiter pulled back the heavy curtains, and the setting sun poured into the conference room.