Chapter 331: The Feast
The lights are faint.
Morin crossed his fingers, but the expression on his face was extremely serene, and it seemed to be flickering in the dim light.
"Master, in the time since you left, the income and expenditure of your fiefdom are as follows, and the mineral products are ......," Driss held a ledger in his hand, bowed, and said something respectfully to Morin.
Merlin's gaze flickered slightly, and he retracted his thoughts a little.
"Well, Driss, you don't have to say it. Morin waved his hand slightly.
His hand moved slightly, and immediately, the ledger in Dris's hand swished and flew into his hand on its own, and Morin opened the ledger and began to look at it carefully.
He casually flipped through the ledger in his hand, and a faint blue shimmer flashed in his eyes, which was the chip to interpret the information and information in the ledger in his opponent.
"Arrest and kill the person in charge of the red powder ore, the person in charge of the blackbird feathers, and the person in charge of the violet grass, and the logistics officer of the escort team will be arrested and given a hundred lashes, and then he will be driven out. Mo Lin said lightly, he raised his eyes, and said, "By the way, you are not good at supervision, go and get fifty lashes." β
"Master......" Driss was startled and wanted to say something.
But he raised his head slightly, and after seeing Mo Lin's calm and even somewhat indifferent eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble, and the whole person immediately calmed down.
"Prepare a carriage for me. β
Morin glanced at Driss again, and then Morin stood up and strode forward.
Driss respectfully agreed, his body trembled, his body was almost soaked in cold sweat, Driss had a feeling that if he had any objections just now, Morin would definitely kill him, you know, the royal family may lack a lot of things, but for the subordinate clan as a vassal, there is no shortage at all.
The sound of a sparkling carriage sounded, and Morin sat in the carriage and was on his way to the royal city.
The coachman of the carriage was a sturdy werewolf guard, his skills were very good, the carriage was steered steadily, without the slightest bump and shaking, Morin's eyes looked out of the window, the scenery was constantly passing by, there was an indescribable different beauty, his eyes wandered, a little distracted.
On Morin's palm, a black sigil flickered, emitting a vague black shimmer, a sign of Asmunlay's connection.
Morin had been in the castle for a few days, and he had received the mark of mutual contact, and after thinking about it, he rushed over.
Soon, when it was time to get to the place, Morin got out of the carriage, and he gave a few simple instructions to the werewolf guard who was driving, and then waved his hand to let the werewolf guard leave first.
On the side, Harman walked over, he saw Morin, and let out a low exclamation, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Merlin!"
"I'm glad I met you, oh my God, you're okay, not hurt in the slightest, thank goodness. β
Harman looked at Maureen, amazed.
Morin smiled, and he turned around and walked with Haman towards the hall.
On the way, they met a lot of Asmunlay, and Morin greeted them, and the other Asmunlay's attitude towards him was very unusual and very warm.
"What's going on?" asked Morin, feeling something was wrong as he communicated with the others.
"It's something we went on to explore in that dead city. β
Haman sighed and said, "Too many people have died, really, too many people have died." β
Merlin frowned, waiting for Haman's next step.
"After the white mist, all the people were separated, and we went into the labyrinth alone, and in the labyrinth, our people suffered heavy casualties in the labyrinth, and when they arrived, they went to the dead city, and the same was true. β
"This time, we, Asmunlay, have really killed too many people. β
Harman sighed under his breath, an indescribable exclamation in his voice.
Merlin didn't speak, just frowned slightly.
"This loss is too great for all of us to bear, and we in Asmunlay haven't experienced such a loss since the last Purgatory World disaster. Haman looked at Merlin and said, "Not only the ordinary Asmunlai is dead, but even the son of the Third Elder, Green, and the Asmunlai and the powerhouses of the lower clan who follow him are also dead. β
Haman let out a long exhalation and said, "It's unimaginable. β
Morin's eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't speak, Green was killed by him, but he couldn't say this, after all, Morin was not an idiot.
Maureen and Haman entered the hall, and they waited for a while, and the Grand Elder Haslain personally summoned Maureen and Haman.
"I'm glad you're all not, Asmunlay's children. Haslain whispered, his voice old and revealing an indescribable exhaustion, but at this time, he looked at Merlin and Haman with a look of relief in his eyes.
"Especially you, Maureen. Haslain's voice came, "You're fine, it's good, it's good." β
The other Asmunlay, who were standing next to Haslein, also showed a look of recognition on their faces, Morin was a pure-blood, and it had an extraordinary meaning to Asmunlay, he was fine, and it was somewhat a comfort to Asmunlay, who had suffered a heavy loss now.
"Okay, Merlin, I called you here this time, on the one hand, I want to come to meet you, and on the other hand, I actually want to tell you that you must not fight, and do not let us Asmunlay hurt each other. β
As Haslain said these words, his voice revealed a deep sense of exhaustion and sentimentality, and said, "We Asmunlay can no longer afford the casualties of our members. β
Maureen and Haman were stunned, they looked at each other, and then bowed to Haslaine.
"Yes, Grand Elder. Morin said.
They understood what the Great Elder meant, and it was clear that the Great Elder must have said more than just the two of them.
After a few more brief words with Maureen, Haslain told Maureen and them to step down, saying that in the evening, the Asmunlays would hold a banquet for Maureen and Haman to attend.
Morin changed into a black gown, the black and gold patterns on the gown shimmered, and looked indescribably mysterious, and in the evening, he got into the carriage driven by the werewolf escort and came to the place where the banquet was held.
"Hey, Maureen!" Haman noticed Maureen, and they waved their hands at Maureen.
Maureen walked over, and this time it was not only Harman but also Lenny, but Maureen didn't see Hughes.
"What about Hughes?" Morin asked, frowning.
"Hughes, he's dead. β
Lenny's voice was hoarse and very low, and he said: "We met in the dead city, and we experienced several fierce nights together, but one night, those dried corpses finally rushed in, and I fought desperately with those monsters, but I could only save myself, and in the end, I could only watch Hughes being killed alive by those dry corpses in front of my eyes." β
Molai and Haman were silent, and after a while, Haman stepped forward, patted Lenny on the shoulder, and said, "Look away." β
"It's fine. β
Haman shook his head, but there was still a sadness on his face that could not be concealed.
The atmosphere was inevitably a little oppressive, but after a while, Lenny finally recovered, and he apologized to Maureen and Harman, asking them to forgive him for his gaffe.
The banquet began, this time, a lot of Asmonlay came to gather, several elders appeared, they said to Asmunlai, saying that although they suffered a lot of losses this time, everything will be fine, everything before is an accident, and after that, they went to the core layer of the World Force, and got the infusion of the World Force, so that Asmunlay rushed into the seal, let the other sealed clansmen return, and then, everything will be fine.
Many Asmunlays were listening, their voices were enthusiastic, and their morale was restored.
Gradually, the crowd dispersed, and Maureen and Lenny were talking in a whisper, when Haslain suddenly walked over.
"Morin!" Haslaine called out.
Merlin turned his head and was surprised to find that several elders had come, Grand Elder Haslain, Seventh Elder Monsiig, and Third Elder Batoya.
They brought a teenager over, it was Bernice, and at this time, Bernice looked at Maureen, and his body couldn't help shrinking back, looking very afraid of Maureen.
"Maureen, you and Bernice are purebloods, and they mean a lot to us Asmunlay, so you need to be closer. Haslain said, a look of approval on Monsig's face, and the expression on Batorya's face was faint, and there was no other look to be seen.
Haslain gestured to Bernice, who had a look of struggle on his face, and he hesitated for a long time before he spoke to Morin, "Mo...... Maureen, I'm ...... I'm Bernice, and the unpleasant things we had before, that's it...... That's it. β
"Of course. Morin smiled.
He glanced slightly, and saw a woman standing next to Bernice.
The woman is very beautiful, she holds Bernice's wrist, her face is delicate, her skin is better than snow, like a blood rose in bloom, and the beauty makes people feel that their breathing is beginning to hurt.
Merlin felt that this woman was familiar, he was a wizard and had a good memory, and soon, he thought about who this woman really was.
Claire.
When he first came to the purgatory world, Filyn rescued him, and when he was on the way, he had seen Claire and a rather arrogant young knight named Oren, but later, he had been recuperating from his injuries, and then he became a holy lord, and he didn't care about Firin, an ordinary aristocratic boy and girl who had a relationship, but he didn't expect to see it now.
She ...... She's mine......" Bernice looked at Merlin and looked at Claire, and his whole body began to panic, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it because he was nervous.
"Let me introduce you, she is Clea, from an unknown and strange race, humans. The Third Elder Bator suddenly spoke, "Claire is Bernice's fiancΓ©e. β
Fiancee?
Morin raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a hint of surprise.
"Hello, Mr. Morin. Claire stepped forward and bowed slightly towards Merin, her body was stunningly beautiful, and her long white dress was like a white poppy that had been washed of blood blooming wantonly on the ground.
She raised her eyes, and her voice came faintly, "I'm Claire." β
"It's a pleasure to be able to see you here. β