Hearing the name of the ghoul Duke Marcus, a trace of disgust flashed in Prince Miro's eyes, and he said expressionlessly, "Let him in." ”

Luke retracted his smile and sat down on another couch as he began to close his eyes.

Although they all belong to the demon camp, the ghoul clan is very unpopular.

This is not surprising, the four major races of the demon race generally have a down-looking attitude towards the small races.

Besides, ghouls are always hungry for other people's bodies, which is the kind of gluttony that eats alive, and they don't necessarily take advantage of the heat, and they don't mind when it's cold.

After all, they can swallow almost anything except soil and stones, and not only eat people, but also the corpses of demons, blood clans, werewolves and even night demons.

It is not for nothing that the old goats mock them for eating everything but shit, and humans are also very disgusted with ghouls.

In particular, those low-level or motley ghouls, no different from vultures and locusts, can be called nature's cleaners.

Obviously a consumer, but doing the work of a decomposer.

Ghouls don't dare to openly eat the remains left behind by the demons of the big races such as the Demon Man and the Blood Clan, but if they secretly have the opportunity, they will not let it go.

This is also the reason why Miro and Luke's attitudes suddenly became very cold when they heard Marcus's name, even though Duke Marcus was about to be promoted to Grand Duke.

Just imagine, there is someone next to you who will eat the body left behind after you die, even if you are still alive and well, but will you have a crush on him?

Duke Bryan bowed back and walked out after a while.

Da-da-da-da.

Rhythmic footsteps sounded, and Marcus, dressed in a tuxedo and with short blue hair, strode into the hall.

He had slender eyebrows, a hooked nose, and thick gray lips, and as soon as he entered the door, he bowed slightly, first saluting Milo and then greeting Luke.

Graceful, personable, and well-mannered, but both Miró and Luke nodded perfunctorily.

"Your Majesty, the plan went unexpected, and Marcello was killed."

Marcus's lips moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, to be honest, this news was terrible for him, and the source blood supplied to the ghost hand was purchased at a high price.

He naturally did this for a reason, but now to hell with it, all the investments have become a bubble.

"Oh, if you are killed, you will be killed, what a big deal."

Miro crossed Erlang's legs, didn't look at him squarely, and didn't care about Marcello's death at all.

This is not his plan, the ghoul clan's plan is bankrupt, and it is his business?

Anger flashed in Marcus's scarlet pupils, and he bowed his head slightly, and greeted the female relatives of Miro's family inwardly.

His face was even more respectful, and his posture was very low: "Your Majesty, the killing of the ghost hand will greatly boost the morale of the humans on the plains, and we need certain countermeasures." ”

"Oh."

Responding lightly, Miro yawned: "Don't get in the way, just send someone to retaliate." ”

The attitude is very casual, and he almost writes the words "about my" on his face.

His eyelids twitched, and Marcus suppressed the anger in his heart, vowing that when he was promoted to Grand Duke, he would be ...... must secretly scold a few more words behind your back.

No matter how much Marcus asked for help, Milo was right, it made sense - yes, it's my business.

Nearly caused Marcus to bleed, in fact, Miro didn't care about the ghouls' plans at all, and all he wanted was for them to serve as cannon fodder.

"Your Majesty, I wish to immediately hold a Gluttonous Feast and be promoted to Grand Duke.

Because now is the critical moment of the re-emergence of the Holy Descent, I am willing to be a pioneer, a pawn, and give up all my blood, and go to the soup and fire, and do not give up!

Please also ask Your Majesty to give me an accurate answer! ”

Marcus said impassionedly, his face resolute and his voice sonorous.

It was almost a showdown, and he couldn't wait any longer, not wanting to wait until a year later to get promoted.

Miro's face is very calm, with a calm and unhurried demeanor.

He put down his right leg on his left leg, then put his left leg on his right leg and said lazily: "Very good, I have seen your determination, but this matter needs to be considered in the long term and carefully, so as not to make mistakes and ......

For the sake of the great cause of the revival of the Holy Descendants, we must not be rash, but must comprehensively observe the current situation, overcome all difficulties, and take advantage of the geographical location to gradually expand the ......

We need to give priority to strengthening cooperation between various races, establishing channels of communication, and working together for mutual benefit and win-win results, especially the ghoul race, to play an exemplary role and promote the ...... in an all-round way."

Marcus: (?? ̇ー ̇??), what the hell?

Babbling and chattering, Miro's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he continued to speak: "To fight this local war well, we must first determine the following four main points.

First, it is necessary to pay close attention to practical work and put an end to the situation in which some saints do not contribute to their work and have a negative attitude towards work.

Second, it is necessary to fully carry forward the fine style of the Holy Descendants who are not afraid of death, and arouse the lofty sense of honor in the hearts of the Holy Blood nobles.

Third, it is necessary to carry out the work of preparing for war in the ......

Fourth, it is necessary to take into account the ......"

Marcus:?? (;?? Д'??), what are you talking about?

He only felt that his head was big, and he could hear it in a fog, as if he understood it or not.

Prince Miró smiled slightly, he stood up, walked up to Marcus, and handed him a document on the table.

Miro said with a serious expression: "This is a united front document that I have carefully prepared, and I have just explained it to you.

You must convey it to the next level, so that every Saint in Pineapple Town understands the significance of this war. ”

"I ...... Me, the ......"

Marcus's mouth was slightly open, and his face was glazed, he didn't understand what the other party said before.

Miro patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "In the face of the rise of the race, what is the personal gain or loss, don't only care about yourself...... Anyway, young Marcus, be patient, you're already good.

I tell you, you may not know, you have the posture of a monarch, and the future is destined to lead the trend of the times!

Alright, let's go down, pay attention to the implementation of what I have told me, and in a month, I will randomly select the Saints in Pineapple Town to check it. ”

Am I a monarch?

Marcus was so excited that he walked out of the hall with his papers in hand, forgetting even the purpose of his trip.

"It's the first time I've found out that you're so foolish."

When Marcus, who was so fooled that he couldn't find the north, left, Luke couldn't help but laugh.

He had just held back a lot of hard work, and he knew very well that what Miro said was nonsense.

Miro unhurriedly took out a white cloth, wiped the palm of the hand that had patted Marcus on the shoulder earlier, and then threw the white cloth into the trash can next to him.

"Dirty my hands, waste a handkerchief."