Chapter 325: Everyone Dies

"Come in, I'm sure Simon would still like to meet my old friend." The tall Sean lifted the curtain directly out of the carriage, although he was not wearing armor, but his straight posture and the sense of solemnity in his walking still made people see at a glance that this was a general who had been galloping on the battlefield for many years.

The door of the manor was tightly closed, and Sean was accompanied by only Quinn, and at this time, I am afraid that everyone thought that His Royal Highness the Grand Prince was still commanding the battle on the southwest border, thousands of miles away, and no one knew when he would return to Luodu.

The door was knocked on, and the one who opened the door was an old servant, who looked at the two people outside the door with some vigilance, although he didn't recognize Sean, but he could see that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"This is General Simon's manor, right? Uncle, you just said that Sean came to visit. Sean raised his hand to stop Quinn, who was about to speak, and took a step forward, smiling heartily.

"Okay, you two, please wait, I'll go and report to the master." The old servant nodded when he heard this, closed the door and turned around and walked inside, only to feel that the name Sean seemed to be a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it, but the other party directly reported the name of the master, it may be the master's friend when he was in the army, so he can't slack off.

"Sir, there's a guest outside who calls himself Sean looking for you, look?" The old servant turned around the courtyard and came to the backyard, and looked at a bearded man in the garden who was swinging a hoe and turning the ground and said.

"Sean?" Simon's hoe stopped suddenly, sweat running down his bronzed chest, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Isn't he your friend?" Seeing Simon's expression, the old servant asked.

"I don't dare be friends with him, Crandon, you let everyone go to the backyard, and no one is allowed to come to the front yard without my permission." Simon strode out of the garden, put the hoe in his hand on the tree beside him, took the towel hanging on the tree beside him, wiped his sweat, patted the dirt on his trouser leg and shoes, and walked straight out.

"Yes, but sir, do you need tea?" The old servant replied and asked again.

"People don't look down on the tea we pick ourselves." Simon laughed, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

The door creaked open, and Sean, who was looking at the carving of a flapping griffin on the door, smiled, "Simon, I didn't expect you to have this kind of craftsmanship, this wood carving is really good." ”

"His Royal Highness the Great Prince has won the award, but he is just a useless veteran, just a random thing to carve when he goes home with nothing to do." Simon looked at Sean and said calmly.

"Simon, it looks like you still hate me." Sean's gaze turned to Simon, looking him in the eye and saying.

"Don't dare, Simon is just an ordinary person, how dare he hate His Royal Highness the Great Prince." Simon also looked into Sean's eyes, still calm.

"Don't dare, it's not that you don't hate, I know that those of you who left the army at the same time hated me in your hearts, hating why I didn't save Alex back then, and didn't avenge him." Sean shook his head, his face showed a little apology, and he sighed and said: "I can't forgive myself for this matter, if I could have gotten the news earlier, if I could have been a little more vigilant against the danger, he wouldn't have been encircled and died of exhaustion." ”

"The great generals often say that people die." Simon's expression didn't change because of Sean's words, and he had heard the same words more than once.

"Yes, people die, and you and I are the same." Sean nodded with some emotion, looked at Simon and said with a smile: "What, isn't Simon going to let me in and sit?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Great Prince wants to sit, and the villain naturally doesn't dare to let it." Simon opened the door all the way and stepped aside.

"Although I am reluctant to leave like this, you veterans of a hundred battles, but I have to say that your original choice was not bad, leaving the border, you can have such a leisurely life, even I envy you a little." Sean looked at the flowers and plants planted in the yard and said with a smile.

"Perhaps." Simon looked at the flowers and shook his fist.

"It seems that we are the only ones here, and the purpose of my visit this time is very simple, I want to ask you one thing." Sean's gaze circled, turned to look at Simon and said.

"If His Royal Highness the Great Prince has any problems, please say it directly, if the villain knows, he will naturally know everything." Simon's gaze didn't falter in the slightest.

"Where were you on the night of that incident?" Sean looked into Simon's eyes and asked seriously.

Quinn didn't know when he was already standing behind Simon, hiding in his wide sleeves in his hand, a cold light flickered slightly, his eyes squinted slightly, staring at Simon's heart.

"Go home and sweep my mother's grave, that day is her death day." Simon replied calmly, but anger rose in his eyes.

Sean's dark brown eyes stared into Simon's eyes, as if he wanted to see something different from them.

"If I had been by the general's side at that time, I would have been able to at least block one or two dark arrows for him, those shameless guys, they all deserve to die!" Simon clenched his fists all of a sudden, his face also showed a look of pain, and he almost roared, his hands shaking slightly, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

"yes, those people deserve to die, and they're all dead." Sean nodded, withdrew his gaze from Simon, and walked towards a hidden room next to him, gently pushing open the door, and there were some finished and half-finished wood carvings all over the place, and there was a pile of untouched wood beside it.

Most of the carvings are people, knights, magicians, orcs, demons, elves...... A variety of different races, they are fighting each other, attacking each other, carved to life.

Sean's gaze swept over the wood carvings, until he walked to the innermost, reached out and lightly buckled the largest griffin carving on the shelf, and said with a smile: "Simon, if His Royal Highness the Third Prince knew that you had such ability, he would definitely like you very much."

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is the one who is obsessed with wood carving, and the villain is just playing around." Simon shook his head.

"Interesting, interesting." Sean laughed, turned around and walked directly towards the door, and said: "Simon, I used to think you were an interesting person, and now it seems that you are even more interesting than I imagined, but there is a saying you have to listen to: Tibetans are different from hiding things, if you don't hide them well, if you are found, you will die." ”

"The villain doesn't understand what His Highness is saying." Simon's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration, but the expression on his face still didn't change much.

"It seems that I can't even drink a sip of tea today, so take my leave." Sean didn't explain, he walked out of the house and walked straight out of the door, and when he reached the door, he paused, looked at the griffin on the door, and smiled: "It seems that there is still one less person here." ”

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Great Prince." Simon stood at the door and didn't say much, saluted politely, watched the black carriage go away, and then turned to enter the door, the door slowly closed, clenched his fists and whispered to himself: "People will die, but the general also said, but it must not die in vain......"

"His Royal Highness, shall we go back like this?" Quinn drove the carriage and asked a little puzzled.

"Simon's performance says it all, he wasn't a forbearant person three years ago, and it shows that he wants to hide something. There were sculptures in the room, but there was no Alex, and if he died, he would only be in the room. The corners of Sean's mouth twitched, "Next, you just have to keep an eye on him, he is the shortcut to find Alex." ”