PS: This book has been signed, please rest assured to read the collection investment, thank you.

"Damn it, say, why did you go to Mirel?" the woman at the head asked viciously.

"I'm just, just looking for Grandpa Millaire to get something to eat. Fili trembled, her eyes filled with horror, and she whispered.

Syllable!

"Dare to quibble, you must know that Lord Seth's anger is not something you can bear, you better be honest. The woman stepped forward and slapped Fili on the ground.

Roque, who was hiding in the bedroom, clenched his hands tightly, his face showed a fierce light, but he didn't dare to move, the five senses of a swordsman were very sensitive.

"Cheap thing, peeled off her nails, see if she says it or not. ”

"Help, help!"

"Ahh

Fili's screams resounded through the ancestral house, and as her voice grew weaker, some laughter rang out.

"Damn, it's a big deal. Roque stood up suddenly, he couldn't hold back anymore and rushed straight out of the bedroom.

"Ah, you damn it!"

As soon as he came downstairs, Roque was furious, only to see Fili lying on the ground dying, the blood stains and nails on the ground were shocking.

"Master Droke, why are you here?"

The woman looked surprised at the sight of the comer, thinking that she had seen a ghost, and instinctively took a few steps back, but the swordsmen drew their swords and surrounded him.

"Why can't I be here, thinking I'm dead, sorry, disappointing some people, I'm alive and well. Roque was not afraid, he had prepared for the worst.

"Giggles. ”

The woman quickly changed into a cold and ugly face, she stared at Roque, and said in a loud voice, "Master Seth doesn't want to see you, Master Roque, you better be a dead man." ”

"I'm the heir of the Black Thorns, and you dare to do something to me!" Roque yelled at her.

"Giggles, why don't I dare, you're just a waste, just like your father, a disgrace to the Black Thorn family, go to hell to reunite with your, do it!" the woman smiled hideously, with indifference in her eyes, as if she were looking at a dead man.

Those swordsmen showed a fierce light and slowly raised their big swords, to them, Roque, the heir of the Black Thorn Family, was no different from ordinary people.

Roque barely stood up, glaring at the men, not speaking, his fate seemed to be over.

Sonor!

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, and then the faces of those swordsmen changed instantly.

"Don't move, you'll die, I promise. Slightly frivolous words came from outside the ancestral house.

Roque followed the prestige and saw a man walk in, unkempt and sloppy in his clothes, with his hair dishevelled like a chicken coop, and a bearded face, but his eyes were piercing, and he carried a large sword on his shoulder.

"Who are you?" the woman asked, turning coldly.

"Yag, wandering swordsman. The man didn't even look at the woman, but walked past her.

"Humph!"

Throat!

A swordsman couldn't help it, and shot directly at him, and with a flash of sword light, the big sword in the swordsman's hand was plunged straight into the beam.

Poof!

Blood splattered, the swordsman had confusion in his eyes, and he lay straight to the ground, no longer breathing.

Hiss!

The other swordsmen gasped, they didn't see how the other party made a move just now, they quickly retreated together, wary of Yage.

"Venerable Lord Roque, the swordsman Yag is here at your beckoning to be at your service!" Yag said in a sonorous voice on one knee.

At this time, Roque, who was standing, was already dumbfounded, and the development of things was so unexpected that he even had the idea that all this was an illusion.

Vomit!

However, reality is reality, and when Roque's eyes fell on the swordsman who was lying in a pool of blood, he only felt a churn in his stomach, and viscous blood mixed with bubbles was still slowly flowing out.

The other swordsmen didn't dare to move, but the woman didn't dare to do so, her mind was already in a mess, and she couldn't believe that the swordsman she had brought with her had been killed so easily.

The rest of the servants were already limp in their legs, barely supporting themselves from the ground.

"Summon, when did I have this ability? Roque was full of doubts, and suddenly, he thought of the pendant around his neck, and in an instant he seemed to understand something.

"Is this a surprise you gave me, just take it as a good time. After figuring it out, Roque's face showed relief.

"Yag!" Roque's gaze fell on the other.

"Here, Lord Roque, what do you command?" replied Argy respectfully.

"Kill them, and not one of them will be left behind. Roque spoke word by word, his face replaced with coldness.

"Yes, Lord Roque. ”

Poof!

The swordsmen were powerless in front of Yag, they couldn't even escape, and the servants not far away were already paralyzed on the ground, their faces were pale, they knew that it was their turn next, it was a nightmare.

"No, Master Roque, just let me go, I know it's wrong, it's all an order from Lord Seth, I'm willing to be loyal to you, please forgive me. The woman fell to her knees in terror, tears streaming down her face, and she trembled and crawled toward Roque.

"You're so dirty, go to hell and wash up. Roque looked disgusted.

Seeing this, Yag, who had his hands free, understood this, and directly ended the woman's life, and those servants followed, and for a while, the ancestral house was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Lord Roque, why don't you go upstairs first, and I'll clean up here?"

"No, this is a very important lesson for me, it made me realize that life is far from being as noble as I imagined, and Yag took Fili to the doctor, and she must not let anything happen to her. ”

Roque rejected Yag's kindness, and he walked forward with a blank face, picked up a large sword from the ground, and sat down at the table.

"Lord Roque, I see. Yage bowed down to receive the order, and his expression became solemn, it seems that this incident has hit the adult too hard.

After Yag left with Fili, Roque remained motionless, his eyes always falling on the corpses, the blood on the ground gradually coagulated, and he lowered his head and reached out to grab the necklace.

"I am very satisfied with your gift, there is still a lot to do, it is good to be alive. The thought of the ornament that the old man had given him made a smile on Roque's lips.

Far away from the Black Thorn Manor in the small town of Miral, the servants were busy at this time, and everyone had panicked on their faces, in a huge study, a bloated middle-aged man was sitting at the desk, staring at the parchment drawings on the table, which were the construction drawings of the Black Thorn Manor, with slightly curly black medium and long hair casually draped, and two curly mustaches at the corners of his mouth.

"Sir. At this moment, a tall, thin man walked in.

"Is there any news?" the middle-aged man didn't raise his head, and asked directly.

"Not yet. The man replied quietly, a slight trepidation on his face.

"Then what are you still standing here for!" Hearing the other party's words, the middle-aged man raised his head and yelled at the man with an angry face.

The man's legs kept shaking, and he hurriedly said, "Master, Fili has come to look for Milael today, and then Char and they have followed, and they have not come back yet. ”

"What do you think?" the middle-aged man's face softened a little.

"Something should have happened, I think there must be something going on in the ancestral house. The man reminded earnestly.

Listening to the other party's words, the middle-aged man pressed his eyebrows and said slowly: "Find a few people to go to the hillside to take a look, it's best to clean it up for me, I'll go and see the ancestral house." ”

"Yes!" the man cautiously exited the study.