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The weather is slightly cool, and it is gradually entering late autumn.

Today is a day to remember.

Because today is the minister's birthday.

As one of the most powerful people in the entire empire, there is a lot of traffic in the minister's mansion at the moment.

The officials gathered together, even the emperor, they all deliberately walked out of the deep palace, took the guards, and sent sincere blessings to the head of the minister who 'serves the country and the people'.

"Minister, please be by my side in the future."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The minister smiled happily, he took the gift box from the little emperor's hand, and put it aside for his own hand.

Sheila was also very happy, looking at the scene in front of her.

Although it was only the glory that belonged to his father, one day, it would all be his, wouldn't it?

The minister peeked at his son.

There was some satisfaction in his heart.

The loss of Shangri-La doesn't seem to be a bad thing for Shira.

Originally, he hated Sheila's waste, thinking that the gap between this child and himself was really big.

But now, he was somewhat relieved.

After washing all the lead and meticulously crafting, Sheila already has the rudiments of getting on the right path, in the direction he wants.

In this regard, the minister was deeply gratified, and finally felt that he was a little more useful.

Sheila seemed to notice her father's gaze, turned her head, and smiled at him. The gesture of receiving guests in his hands did not stop.

And beside him, there was another person standing.

Dr. Fashion.

He is the most outstanding scientific researcher in the entire empire.

At the moment, Dr. is fashionable, wearing a formal suit. There is no such atmosphere of scientific researchers, but there are more successful people's demeanor.

Helping Shira receive guests together, his face has a smile like a spring breeze, giving people a good impression.

There are several noble ladies of the family. even threw away his flattery at him, hoping to get a night of love.

"Young Master Shira, this is His Majesty's own cake."

A moment later, Dr. Fashion walked over to the side with a huge cake and whispered into Sheila's ear.

Sheila nodded and took the cake from her partner's hand.

At this moment, all the eyes in the hall were focused on him.

Enjoying this feeling of being watched, Sheila couldn't help but raise her head. A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this, the minister who was watching him frowned slightly, but quickly let go again.

Sheila is young after all, but being young means that there are still opportunities.

The minister decided that he would train himself well in the future, hoping that he could become his right-hand man.

With that in mind, he took the cut cake from Sheila's hand.

His eyes turned to everyone, enjoying the pleasure of the crowd, the flattering gaze. Even the emperor of the empire humbled himself and did not dare to enjoy the first bite of cake.

This world, what else. More fun than that?

The minister smiled rarely, he lowered his head, swallowed it in a big gulp, and swallowed the piece of cake in his mouth.

This is not elegant. But none of the people present showed disgust, but flattery.

Even some people who claim to be nobles, in order to please the minister, also swallow like this, and take pride in it.

That's the charm of power.

If you can't change yourself, then you can change the world.

The minister smiled, and smiled happily.

Not only because of the fawning of everyone, but also because of ...... Sheila's growth.

"You're actually poisoning it...... Hahaha, worthy of my son. ”

The minister laughed, blood pouring out of his mouth.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

It was only Shira, who still had an intoxicating smile on his face.

"Father, this is the answer I have sent you, are you satisfied? This answer? ”

With a slightly sickly smile, Sheila came to the minister's side, shook his hand, and looked at him 'affectionately', at his father.

This heart is ruthless...... This decisive ......

"I'm satisfied." The minister said, "But you're still young, Sheila. ”

Sheila froze.

The minister stood up easily, picked up the tissue next to him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the guests: "I'm very happy about my birthday." ”

The guests below suddenly 'suddenly realized'.

"No, no, no, how could you-" Sheila's eyes widened.

The minister turned to look at him,

Dr. Fashion walked over from behind and smiled and patted Shira on the shoulder.

"You betrayed me?!" Sheila suddenly understood, and turned her head to glare at Dr. Fashion.

"No, Master Shira, we were originally using each other...... And the minister, can give me more things. Dr. Fashion shook his head and smiled.

"So, you're still young, don't trust someone easily, even if it's the person you trust the most."

“……”

The minister's words made Shira's face change again and again.

"So, this game is ......" The minister just wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed.

The stomach churned, the blood flowed backwards, and it all squirted out.

Some of the broken visceral tissue can also be seen.

"I will return to you what I just said again, Minister." Dr. smiled fashionably, his palms rubbing slightly.

The guests below have been stunned by this changing plot.

The Emperor was stunned for a moment, then cried out loudly.

The guards next to him immediately rushed forward.

"Minister, save the minister!" The Emperor shouted.

But it didn't work, because the poison under Dr. fashion is something they absolutely can't do.

"You ......" Sheila looked at Dr. Fashion in a daze.

"In the eyes of some people, the minister, like us, is a small ant who can't be more insignificant." Dr.'s stylish opening made Sheila thoughtful.

"Enjoy, although the process may be different, but the result, it's not big, is it?"

Dr. Sleek smiled as he walked past Sheila.

His mission has been completed, and it is better to leave quickly while this chaos is in full swing.

But things are not as easy as he imagined.

Amid the sound of windows cracking, several figures rushed in from outside.

Something that wasn't in the plan made Dr. Fashion stunned for a moment.

The next moment, a spear pierced his head, and the gray-white brain, along with the blood, splattered into the face of the guest next to him.

The screams became more intense.

……

"Heroes need their own stage."

In the house of seven nights, the young man picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, chuckling in his mouth, looking at this game of chess.

You are heroes, so let's spill your blood vigorously, wave the weapons in your hands for the faith in your hearts, and fight until the last moment, without taking a step back.

For this decaying and declining empire, cover the planks of the coffin.

As the terminator of sin, he will be forever revered by future generations.

That's what it is...... Hero's Way. (To be continued.) )