The North County Monastery is still in a solemn atmosphere. Everyone's mood seemed a little uneasy, even the Hotel California team looked a little trembling.

Fortunately, Monica returned in the evening, and all of a sudden, everyone in the temple was much more relieved.

And then Beta came back, which made them seem to see the backbone of the heart, and they did whatever they needed to do.

After a brief dinner, the two were alone in the room.

Monica was still dressed in her almost translucent pajamas, but there wasn't much of a buzz in the room.

"How's it going over there?" Monica asked.

Beta shook her head: "I couldn't find any clues. That force wiped all traces clean. ”

Monica thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to use violence." I wanted to go over by name and force them to help me find people. I really don't have ...... way. ”

Beta nodded: "Indeed, this is a good way. ”

"Don't you like me this way?" Monica's eyes lit up: "Why did you suddenly agree?" ”

"The situation is different, last time the other party used a yang scheme, just blocking your believers, it is a reasonable means, and there is no blood, so if you use the method of inferiority to deal with them, you will fall behind. This won't work well for your future upward spiral. ”

Beta sighed and continued: "But now the situation is different, the other party used this method, and even took people away, I suspect that they are attacking your prestige. Slowly trying to force you away. ”

"What if I don't go?"

Monica's eyes were shining, and her eyebrows seemed to be soaked in a halo of light, looking a little filter-like.

"Then go over by name as you think." Beta said seriously: "Since the other party used this method first, then we don't need to be polite. Otherwise, others will think that you are really weak. ”

"With your words, I'm relieved."

Monica tugged at the hem of her skirt. She used to feel embarrassed when she dangled in front of Beta in her translucent pajamas, but now, she felt her heart pounding.

It's like seeing a flower bloom for the first time.

Beta looked out the window, and the silver moon outside seemed to carry a relentless coldness. The moonlight was bright, but were the two vanished maidens, and Eulari's two daughters, completely in the dark?

Grinding his teeth gently, Beta's face showed a hint of murderous intent: "In addition, I can also assist you, I will go over with you one by one." ”

"Hmm."

Monica nodded heavily, her long hair fluttering, and her voice was full of joy.

Again, the marriage between people is wonderful. Monica never thought she would fall in love with a man before.

But now, she feels that it is a very happy thing to fall in love with a man.

One night passed.

The next day, the holy city of the Cult of Life God was still calm, and the people at the bottom were still running for food and clothing. At the same time, I have to pray that the 'anger' from the big people does not fall on me.

So living day after day.

But the upper-class people collectively exploded.

The well-known archbishop, the heir of Robes, the eldest son was assassinated. He died in a horrible state, hanging upside down from a broken wooden house that had been abandoned because it had burned down.

When people found him, he was swaying slightly in the wind, his face was pale, and he had a strange smile, as if he had seen heaven before he died.

And underneath the deceased, a few words were written crookedly: I said, I will call them one by one.

The death of an heir is not a big deal for Robes. He also had thirteen sons, and it didn't hurt to die a few more.

What really made him angry was that sentence: one by one.

When I heard this, Monica's beautiful, a little ruthless, even arrogant face appeared in front of me.

Robes smashed a few cups in a row on the spot, and then said with a trembling mouth: "It's too much to deceive, too much to deceive." ”

The old butler stayed aside, not daring to speak. He knows the character of his master, and when he is angry, he should not make any action at the end, otherwise it is easy for the master to take his anger out on others.

After dropping a few valuable glasses, Robes's anger subsided and he was finally able to calm down.

"That little girl was the first to cut us. She's really a bully in our family. Robes snorted, and the killing intent in his eyes grew: "Butler, let the second child take a team of private guards to the Northwest Temple, and 'invite' Archbishop Selia back, if he wants to live, since he killed the boss, then she should take the responsibility of passing on the queen to the boss." The eldest son, Kaka, is already twelve years old, right? ”

The butler nodded: "Yes, sir." ”

"Well, age is enough to make a woman pregnant. Go ahead and tell the second child that if he can't get people back, then he doesn't have to come back. ”

The steward took the order and left.

The door closes, and the room is quiet. Robes began to deal with some family chores, but as he wrote, cloudy tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"The boss is gone." There was a faint sadness in Robeta's eyes.

He sat outside the window, his eyes looking through the window, looking up at the sky.

Memories inevitably come to mind. He still remembers the first time he became a father in his life, and he was so excited that he almost wanted to jump into the sky.

He remembers holding his eldest son's hand, teaching him to recognize the flowers in the manor, and listening to his eldest son's milky voice repeating the words he taught, and the satisfaction still echoes in his mind.

Although there were more and more of his descendants later, there was a lot less attention paid to the boss.

But the boss, as the first offspring, has a lot of weight in Robes's heart.

But now, there are no more people!

Robes sat stunned, staring blankly at the sky, and the events about his eldest son more than thirty years ago flashed in front of his eyes.

He was immersed in it, as if it were like this, and it would give him the feeling of going back in time.

By the time he came back to his senses, it was already night.

There was a knock on the door.

Taking a deep breath, the sadness and weakness on Robes's face were gone, only composure and a little anger.

The door opened, and the butler entered.

Robes frowned: "Why are you sweating profusely?" ”

The old butler's face was quite ugly, and even a little frightened. His lips moved several times, but he couldn't get the words out.

Robes waited a little impatiently, and said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and say something like it." ”

The old butler wept with a sad face, and said in a dry voice with difficulty: "Master...... The second young master is also, no. ”

What the!

Robes jerked to his feet, his eyes wide open, and then he jerked his chest, his whole body bent like a shrimp. ()

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