What could be more joyful than all going well?

Naturally, while everything is going well, there are also unexpected gains.

Just like Qin Ran at this moment.

The attack of the War God Temple had long been expected by Qin Ran.

Even, even if the other party will choose the general means, he knows a thing or two.

After all......

He had a reliable retinue that helped him understand the entire plan, but Viscount Little was a surprise.

Qin Ran didn't expect that the God of War Temple would choose Viscount Little as the target of his disguise.

This is really good news for him.

If it were up to him to make a move against Viscount Little, it would be too conspicuous.

But if the Temple of the God of War makes a move......

That's where it all comes in.

Thinking of this, Qin Ran directly issued a new order to the superior evil spirit.

'Find the real Viscount Little. ’

No more commands.

Qin Ran knew that the higher-ranking evil spirits would understand what he meant.

As for how to find Viscount Little?

The vision brought by [Tracking] has already allowed him to lock down where this fake Viscount Little is coming from, and the real Viscount Little will definitely be around there.

Because, the imposter has no more time to settle Viscount Little.

As for taking out Viscount Little?

The other side is planning more than just a killing.

Or to be precise, he was the only one who killed, and then, using it as a bargaining chip, he traded with Viscount Little.

Suppose he died.

How angry would Etandin VI be if he lost his heir?

What will the 'snake faction' that has lost its heir do?

At that time, Viscount Little had no choice at all.

Explanation, you say?

Sometimes, if the explanation was useful, there wouldn't have been as many killings.

The human heart is complex and cannot be seen directly.

Therefore, when facing the enemy, Qin Ran always likes to deal with it in the most direct way.

The long sword grazed Qin Ran's body.

A flash of brilliance lit up on the sword.

The dazzling light made the people around him subconsciously close their eyes.

Dozens of sword rays burst out straight from the blade, completely cutting the surrounding stones and ground within five meters in diameter into pieces, but they didn't hurt Qin Ran in the slightest, and even, in the vision of the imposter holding the sword, even Qin Ran's figure could not be found.

All that's left is -

Hiss, hiss!

The serpent hissed, like a prelude to the appearance of death.

The air currents appeared out of thin air, swirled, and shrouded the impostor's body.

Sting!

The clothes were torn first, followed by flesh and blood, as if invisible snakes in the void were biting each other.

This feeling of a thousand knives made the imposter exhale in pain.

"Ahh

The screams were high-pitched, but they stopped abruptly.

A kick hidden in the air flow hit the opponent's head directly.

Bang!

In the muffled sound, the imposter's body swayed, like a drunkard, and after stumbling a few steps, he fell to the ground.

Scarlet blood mixed with crushed brain flowers flowed out of nostrils, ear piercings, and eyes.

By death, the impostor's eyes widened.

He admits that he underestimated the strength of the heir of the Serpent Sect.

But the smile in the eyes of the heir of the snake sect just now?

As he was dying, the imposter looked at the 'Akiko' he had arranged, and then he saw the smile in Gino's eyes, a cheerful, vengeful smile.

It's him?!

He was the one who leaked my plan!

The imposter tried to prop himself up and yelled.

Unfortunately, the next moment, darkness fell forever.

The imposter was silent.

"Your Highness? Your Highness? ”

"Are you alright?"

Monte, who had just been thrown out by Qin Ran, ran back at this time.

When he saw that Qin Ran was safe and sound, the close minister breathed a sigh of relief, and then, the close minister looked at the rest of Viscount Little's entourage and guards with murderous intent.

"Catch them!"

"I want to live!"

Although this close minister was eager to chop these bastards into meat sauce, he had to think more for the benefit of his Highness.

Maybe it's an opportunity?

The minister was thinking.

Rogett, who had already gone to examine the body, confirmed his suspicions.

The other party is really not Viscount Little.

"Sean?!"

Sivalka called out the other party's name accurately.

The former deacon of the 'Dark Hall' of the Temple of War frowned.

He thought of some bad rumors about the Temple of the God of War.

Inquisition!

It must be the Inquisition!

Then, Sivalka looked at Qin Ran with concern.

Qin Ran, who had an indifferent face, walked to the side of the corpse, and after picking up the long sword in the other party's hand, he turned around and walked towards the temporary residence of the 'Mist' church.

Neither commanded anything, nor expressed anything more.

Everyone present looked at each other.

No one knew what the Etandine, the heir of the Serpent Sect, was thinking.

Shouldn't you be angry when you encounter an assassination?

How can it be so calm?

Everyone is guessing.

And the superior evil spirits who know everything are busy.

Although his boss has already informed it of the approximate range, this is a densely populated and built-in Etantoinoburg, and it is not easy to find someone in such a place.

Luckily, it's fast enough.

After walking through the void and passing more than twenty houses, the superior demon found Viscount Little in the basement of one house.

At this time, Viscount Little was not in good shape.

There were multiple wounds on his body, and although he was bandaged, he was still bleeding outward.

The other party's face was pale and his forehead was hot.

The superior evil spirit appeared in front of the other party, and Viscount Little seemed to be a little aware of it, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.

The superior demon couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

It could easily tell that the viscount had been ambushed by at least four men, but it was an arrow that made the viscount immobilized.

Poisoned arrows.

It was because of this arrow that the viscount became a prisoner, and became so bad.

"My Lord has heard 'confusion.'"

"My lord hears 'doubts.'"

"I have come according to the will of my Lord."

"Relieve your confusion."

"Answer your 'doubts'."

The superior demon said slowly in the image of Simon.

The voice is gentle and full of love for life.

It held out its fingers, and a white glow shrouded Viscount Little.

……

The coldness permeated the body.

Little never thought he would die in such a situation.

Yes, die.

He smelled death.

The sword wound and knife wound were not serious, only skin wounds, but the poisonous arrow began to destroy his vitality.

Maybe it won't be long before I'm a corpse.

Little thought.

Fear and despair naturally rose from the bottom of my heart.

Who is not afraid of death?

Little didn't know.

But, he was afraid of death.

However, what frightened him even more was that his death turned out to be so obscure and so aggrieved.

What is that guy going to do with me?

Fear pervades despair, and Little began to think in the last moments of his life.

Naturally, he thought of the man who was disguised as him.

And then?

He thought about what would happen to his family because of his death.

I thought of the decisiveness and ruthlessness of that majesty again.

And the Temple of the God of War!

That's right, Temple of War!

A trace of hatred spread from the bottom of Little's heart.

Although he was surprised by the previous ambush, and the ambushers were careful enough to hide their true skills, he still found out that these bastards were there.

Temple of the God of War!

In connection with what happened last night, Little quickly deduced the cause and effect.

The Temple of the God of War does not allow the appearance of a powerful royal family.

Especially the royal family, which has a lot of entanglements with the witchers, is even more not.

And he?

It's just a pond fish that has been affected.

Wrath!

Unwilling!

It rises with it, but quickly disappears.

Little knew that it was useless, that he didn't see the situation clearly, and that he had fallen into the situation in front of him, and he couldn't complain about others.

Death became the only option.

The cold poured in like a tidal wave.

Little struggled again, but more powerlessly.

Just as he was about to give up, a faint voice came to his ears.

The voice was muffled, but it was warm.

The coldness has dissipated.

In this warmth, he unconsciously began to recall his life.

He thought of when he was sixteen years old, when he was walking in Estaninburgh, and he passed by the girl in the sackcloth clothes.

He thought of having to marry a woman he didn't know for the sake of his family at the age of twenty.

He thought of twenty-two years old, and in order to fit the trend of Etannople's upper class, he began to have two QR R.

He thought of the twenty-three-year-old woman who had discovered the contempt and sarcasm with which he had started to raise a QR.

He thought of the depression of the twenty-five-year-old woman who had moved back to the family home.

He thought about the ordeal he had endured when he brought QR's child back to his family at the age of thirty.

He thought of thirty-three......

Life is like a lantern.

Whirring and turning.

Everything, everything.

It's all ethereal.

He felt the warmth.

He seemed to be sixteen years old again.

He saw the girl in the sackcloth dress again.

He burst into tears unconsciously.

He stopped unconsciously.

He asked, opening his mouth.

"Hello, I'm Little, can I know you?"

Polite greetings.

There was no answer.

Only the girl's smile.

In the sun, so brilliant.

Little stared blankly.

He found out what he was looking for.

Why didn't I find out what I wanted until now.

The next moment!

Little opened his eyes.

He saw the superior demon standing in front of him.

"Is everything a dream?"

Little muttered under his breath.

"Is it a good dream?"

The superior demon asked rhetorically.

"Good dreams?"

"yes, it's the best dream I've ever had."

"My heart seems to ...... Lived. ”

Little said, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, struggling to get up, kneeling on one knee in front of the superior demon, and said in an unprecedented solemn tone, "Little has seen Lord Bishop"