Chapter Forty-Seven: When You Get Closer to 'Destiny'!

Every family has a 'Hidden One'.

Different from the heirs cultivated by the direct bloodline of the family, the abilities of these 'Hidden Ones' are more complex and weird, but those who can be called 'Hidden Ones' are undoubtedly powerful.

Especially the two 'Hidden Ones' picked by Hera 10.

It is also quite famous in the Hera family.

One mastered 'corrosion'.

One has mastered the 'bondage'.

If the two of them cooperate with each other, it is enough to cause any opponent a headache.

But now?

One was stabbed in the chest with a knife.

One had its neck broken.

The means of protection of the two are useless at all, and it is impossible to determine how the opponent appeared.

Hera 10 has nothing to blame for this.

Who would blame the dead?

Especially when you're going to die!

"Jason!"

Hera10 roared loudly.

Not only because the person who appeared in front of him surprised him, but also because she wanted to dispel fear.

Fear!

Under the threat of death!

Fear is like substance!

Hera 10 could clearly feel that she was about to suffocate.

Without hesitation, she unleashed her own power.

If she didn't start again, she was worried that she wouldn't have a chance at all.

In the roar, a strange wave appeared around.

The invisible wind, centered on Hera 10, blew in all directions.

It also blows away the fear that seems to be like substance.

Call!

The spear in Hera's 10 hand stabbed straight out, and it sank with great force, like a war hammer more than a spear.

And then—

Clang!

The short-handled broad-bladed machete was at the tip of the spear.

Under the fierce collision, the spear body bent uncontrollably, and then quickly bulldozed.

Syllable!

The air shook, and there was a crunch.

Hera10's spear came out of her hand.

The spear didn't fall to the ground before it was caught in Jason's hand.

And Hera 10, whose hands were cracked, was slapped on the back of the head by Jason's backhand.

Bang!

After a muffled thud, Hera10 rolled her eyes and fell straight to the ground.

Jason glanced at the unconscious Hera 10 and rubbed the spear in his hand with a little delight.

Chocolate flavor!

Food!

This was the first time he had found a mysterious prop on the heir of the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Moreover, it is also the first time that the mysterious side of the ability has been discovered in the heir of the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Such a special made Hera 10 survive.

"'House Hera'?"

Jason whispered to himself.

This all-female family has something special in itself.

And now?

It became more and more special.

For Jason, though, it's no different.

When he turned his head to look at the ordinary members of the family, the 'fear' attached to the hockey mask spread again.

The corpses of two powerful 'Concealers' are at their feet.

This brings the power of 'fear' to an extreme.

Almost instantly, these people felt the suffocation that Hera 10 had just felt.

But unlike Hera 10, they didn't have the means to banish fear immediately.

Therefore, the end is doomed.

"Ahhh

"Don't kill me!"

"Forgive me!"

In an instant, these pursuers scattered as birds and beasts.

Beard looked at this scene in a daze, created by the 'accident', completely unable to comprehend this power, even if he had heard of it before, and had already felt it.

Roslo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Although they are ready to die, who wants to really die if they can not die?

The doctor turned his head to look at the 'contact'.

Peer, who had been reborn after the catastrophe, knelt there and burst into tears.

"Woo woo, it's great to be alive!"

"Look at this beautiful night view!"

"Feel the cool night breeze!"

"I even smell the scent of earth!"

"It's great to be alive!"

Pelce kept babbling.

Looking at this look, Rosrow gently patted Pelce on the shoulder as a comfort.

Jeer?

It doesn't exist.

He was worse than Pelce at the time.

The soft feet had to rely on Beard's support to stand up.

"Where is this?"

"It's just getting started!"

Compared to Rosrow's 'gentleness' as a doctor, Beard is much more direct.

"What?"

"This is just the beginning?"

Peer's face changed.

Subconsciously, Pelce looked at Rosrow.

Compared to the fierce Beard, he trusts the mild-mannered Rosrow.

"Hmm."

"Hera 10 is nothing more than a 'pathfinder pawn' pushed by others, and the real enemies are those behind."

"Are you right, Lord Jason...... Well? Excellency Jason? ”

Rosroe looked at Jason as he spoke.

It was only when the doctor turned his head that he realized that Jason, who was standing aside just now, was gone.

Even Hera 10, who was unconscious on the ground, was gone.

"What about Lord Jason?"

Pelce looked at Beard with a stunned expression.

He had just come to experience the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and he didn't even find out when Jason had left.

Beard shook his head solemnly.

The former security advisor was on the lookout for all around.

It's just that he still hasn't found out when Jason left.

Just like just now, he didn't know when Jason was coming.

If you really face Jason's attack......

After subconsciously thinking about this question, the former security consultant shuddered.

Then, it's full of happiness.

"What a terrible gap!"

Beard muttered softly to himself.

The trace of pride in my heart because of the 'mutation' completely disappeared without a trace.

Different, who doesn't have such dreams!

And when such a dream is realized, who can not be proud?

Others are like that.

Beard, of course, too.

Thankfully, Beard met Jason.

A man who brought him to his senses quickly.

As soon as he raised his hand, he pulled Pelce, who was on his knees, up.

"Let's go, the next battle will take a long time."

Pelce looked at Beard in a daze.

He was surprised at Beard's sudden change.

Although Beard didn't say anything explicitly, Pelce could clearly feel how arrogant the former security consultant was, especially when it came to treating him, and even more disdainful.

Pelce doesn't care about that.

He was originally greedy for life and afraid of death, and being despised was nothing, as long as he didn't do anything more excessive, he could bear it.

But just now, he keenly noticed that Beard seemed to have changed.

But I'm not sure.

A palm was clapped on the shoulder.

Pelce turned his head, it was Rosrow.

"Beard is a good guy."

"It's just that the personality is a little awkward, and after getting along for a long time, I get used to it."

"Just now?"

"After the battle, he has taken you as a partner."

"Just like me."

Roslo said with a smile on his face.

"Really?"

Pelce was still a little confused.

"Of course!"

Rosrow said with great certainty.

"Hurry up!"

"Don't grind!"

Ahead, Beard began to urge loudly.

Rosrow smiled and beckoned to Pelce and strode forward.

Looking at the figures of the two, Pelce scratched his head.

At this time, he should have turned around and ran.

Can......

Isn't it unrighteous to do this?

Besides, I've been locked in by those guys for a long time.

They're going to go after me.

In case I'm left alone, I don't even have a baby!

Right!

I need to take care of it!

Thinking of this, Pelce immediately stepped forward and chased after him, shouting at the same time.

"Wait for me!"

……

Jason's room.

Lothar 11 fell asleep.

Under the influence of alcohol, the eleventh heir in line to the 'Lothar family' has long forgotten his bad situation, let alone paid attention to those annoying things.

There's no worry that can't be solved with a single drink.

Yes?

That's two!

If you can't do both, try two tons.

As long as you drink enough, troubles will never find you.

Adhering to the famous words of an old drunkard, Lothar 11 practiced it.

In his eyes, he is a waste of wood.

At this time when he is sure to die, he naturally needs to drink some wine, both as a habit and as a dying farewell - he hopes it will not be too long, he is a little afraid of pain.

It's better to end it in an instant!

Death is sometimes terrible.

But compared to life and death, it is really nothing!

Lothar11 had seen with his own eyes how his eldest brother treated those who had offended him.

Stripping is just the basics.

It doesn't die after peeling, rubbing it with honey, and throwing it into the termite nest is just routine.

What frightened him the most was that he had completely trampled on his dignity as a human being.

Men don't have the capital to rise.

Go with a knife.

The crotch is cool.

It was also fried for the other party to eat.

Every time I think of this image, Lothar 11 feels a spasm in my lower abdomen.

As for women?

He thought it better for him not to know.

He didn't even look at it.

And in order to be able to resist such fears, he chose 'alcohol'!

It used to be like this.

The same is true now.

Alcohol made him sleep quickly, made him delirious, and made him babble.

"Don't think I don't know!"

Lothar 11, who was lying flat on the couch, suddenly spoke.

At this moment, he thought of the hypocrisy of the other brothers and sisters after he was unintentionally 'intimidated' by his eldest brother.

The thought of those false smiles made him want to punch those people hard.

After all, compared to the eldest brother of the same father and mother.

He knew exactly what the other half-brothers and sisters wanted to do.

It's just that he has dreams of waste.

So, he didn't say anything.

However, in a drunken state at the moment, Lothar 11 can't care so much.

But that's it.

A shadow in the corner of the wall was shaky.

A hidden figure looked at Lothar 11 in disbelief.

Discovered?

Impossible!

How could a Lothar 11 who didn't have 'inherited power' find me?

There was a hesitation in the covert's expression.

Because, he thought about the disguise of Lothar 11.

If it weren't for 'their' accidental exposure, Lothar 11 would still be that scrap wood.

Treated as waste by everyone.

But after all these things, who can treat Lothar 11 as a waste anymore?

The bodies of Sende 3, Sende 8, and Sende 9 are not yet cold.

The tumult of the 'Game Mansion' has not yet settled.

The arrogance and madness of Lothar 11 during the live broadcast just now are still vivid.

With this in mind, the Hidden One slowly withdrew his step.

I'm impulsive!

The Covert thought so, and then, suddenly, he thought of the 'Kol Hadi 5' that had been shot by Lothar 1.

How the other party died, he naturally knew it.

I can't control the 'inherited power', and I can't control my mouth because of the power that is directly devoured by the power.

It is self-inflicted and dead.

And what about him?

He can be sure that there is no problem with his 'strength', it is very stable, and there is no backlash.

So why did he venture here?

This is completely different from his usual stable character?

For the honor of the Gibsons?

As the second in line to the 'Gibson family', he has no problem saying this, but in reality?

Exploit!

For the feats of far surpassing his brother!

He just took a chance!

It's just that......

Is it too risky?

The contradictory thoughts made the second-in-line heir of the 'Gibson family' frown.

He always felt that something was wrong!

But I can't tell where it is!

Suddenly!

The second in line to the 'Gibson family' had a flash of inspiration.

He thought of that Colhardy 5 again.

Colhadi 5 was killed because he couldn't control his power.

And what about him?

There was nothing wrong with him being in complete control of his power.

But what if it's someone else's influence?

For example: his brother!

The other party has always been eyeing him.

That—

Is everything in front of you a trap?

Was it a trap for Gibson 1 to cooperate with Lothar 11 in order to get rid of him?

The more I think about Gibson 2, the more it makes sense.

Otherwise, how could he be so reckless when he was cautious?

Thinking of this, Gibson 2 breathed a sigh of relief.

OK!

OK!

Not to the point of no return!

Looking at Lothar 11, who seemed to be asleep, Gibson 2 walked straight out of the shadows.

Since Lothar 11 reminded him that there was no killer, it proves that there is still something to talk about.

As long as there is talk, it proves that things are not at worst.

And at this time, you need to show your value.

Gibson 2, who was already standing in the light of the room, quickly figured it out.

He can't die!

You can't follow Gibson 1's wishes.

So!

He's going to work with Lothar 11!

"Lothar 11, it's really you!"

"You expected me to come back a long time ago, didn't you?"

"Maybe you haven't communicated with my brother, but the two of you have such a tacit understanding, but my stingy brother wants to borrow your hand to get rid of me, but he doesn't give you enough benefits, so you're going to change your collaborator, right?"

Simpson2 said, looking at Lothar11.

A drunken Lothar 11 continues to whirre, completely ignoring The Simpsons 2.

But the more this happens, the more Simpsons 2 is sure that Lothar has 11 wins.

Otherwise, how could you be so calm?

Could it be true that he died of drunkenness because he drank a little wine?

Slight sweat on the forehead.

Even with everything expected, The Simpsons 2 still felt nervous.

After all, it's a matter of life and death for him.

Can't be fooled!

Must be sincere!

"The Simpsons have a completely semi-mechanized unit in Sector F, similar to Rodney, but 100% loyal, they are loyal to me, and I can transfer authority to you."

Simpson2 said.

Lothar 11: ZZZzzz

"I can still form an alliance with you!"

"Be your most reliable ally!"

The Simpsons 2 continued.

Lothar 11: ZZZzzz

"I have already recruited many heirs in the 'Hundred Great Families' who are in the same situation as us, and I can represent them and join your camp together!"

The Simpsons 2 gritted his teeth.

This is his last hole card.

And if that doesn't work?

He could only fight back desperately.

But at this moment, the snoring of Lothar 11 suddenly stopped.

"Hmm!"

The muffled voice just sounded.

The Simpsons 2 was immediately relieved.

"Swear by the name of 'The Simpsons'!"

"I do what I say!"

After Simpson2 finished speaking, the whole person bowed slightly, retreated into the shadows and disappeared again.

And the next moment when Simpson 2 really left, the muffled voice of Lothar 11 sounded again-

"Water, water, I want to drink water."

(End of chapter)