Humming an out-of-tune song and jumping in her steps, Thressi walked happily into the ruins of the former base of the Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of the Interior.

Although the place was completely destroyed by Swain, and almost nothing remained of ruins, the men of Thressi guarded the place firmly, and a pair of shadowy eyes appeared at any moment in every corner and shadow of the ruins.

Although there is no guard and secrecy from the Ministry of the Interior, because of the several disasters that De Weide has suffered, no one in this place is still aware of it for the time being.

Just as Thresy was happily walking among the ruins, an axe suddenly threw at him.

Seresy caught the axe steadily.

"I'm not a dog you can call at will. "Alain the Cruel stepped out of the shadows, carrying another axe in his hand.

"Oh-" Thresy shrugged her shoulders and tossed the axe back to Alain, "but didn't you do it, as I asked." ”

Two sounds of breaking the air came from the left and right sides of Seresi at the same time, and Seresi also opened his hands and caught both axes on the left and right.

"Hey, hey, hey. Seresy smiled, the corners of her mouth almost reaching her cheeks, "I'm very good at this. ”

"Then you must not be good at this!"

Alain, who suddenly appeared in front of Seresi, kicked Seresi down.

"Oooh-oh-" Seresy fell to the ground, clutching her stomach, but still with a smile on her face, "but I like this one very much." ”

"Freaks. Alain spat at Seresi, then left him and walked away, ignoring him.

Seresy got up from the ground, patted his trench coat, dusted it off, and continued on his way to his destination.

As he had said, Thressi didn't mind Alain's actions at all, neither insults nor threats seemed to make Thressi angry, and to be precise, nothing seemed to make Thressi give up his weird smile.

"Hello, Count Jericho—" said to the man in the room with a very bright smile as he unlocked the door, "oh, you look good today." ”

"Count Ernest No. Jericht. ”

Ernest turned his face sideways and glanced at Thressy.

"Thresy Dakosda, is it you who got me rescued from O'Brien?"

"Ha, you're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do!" Thresy took a big step and took a chair and sat down on it, "We're like-minded comrades." ”

"Like-minded?" Ernest's eyes didn't agree with the word, "who would be like-minded with a madman like you?"

"Of course it'......"

Thresy stretched out his hand and gestured, but his gesture was probably not understood.

"Crazy. ”

Ernest stared at Seresi seriously, the look on his face was so serious that even Thressi couldn't laugh a little.

"Uh...... Ahem, uh-" Thresy cleared his throat and curled his exaggerated smile a little, "I don't think my jokes are funny, so let's get down to business." ”

He blinked, a little more serious in his eyes.

"I need your help. ”

Ernest's expression did not look surprised, even after the sudden coup d'état in the palace of Tiamat, even if he was suddenly brought to this place and placed under house arrest, Ernest had always been calm.

"To deal with that guy?"

"Ah, yes, that's right. Thresy licked her lips and looked away, as if thinking of something, "To deal with your son, Sven Noe Jericho." ”

"Why do you think I'm going to help you?" Ernest's tone was still very calm, "Why should I help a wanted criminal?"

"Oh, don't be so ugly—aren't you a wanted criminal yourself. "So, you see, we're really no different, and in that sense, we're really like-minded comrades, aren't we?"

"Don't say it so nicely. Ernest crossed his hands over his chest while leaning back in his chair, "I'm not like you. ”

"Then you will be the same degenerate people as we are now, and you will be sympathetic to each other. As if he had not given up, he reached into his pocket and fumbled for a moment, then took out his pencil and set it on the table.

"Look, you and I are like the two ends of this pencil right now, and although they seem to be unrelated to each other, in reality, we are in the same boat, right?"

"Messy theories. "Ernest's attitude is still watertight.

"Ah, you guy—" Thressi sighed, throwing away the pencil, "then, let's change the subject." Actually, I've always wanted to know the question - why would you want to kill Swain so much? I can understand why you hate him, but not why you want to kill him. ”

Ernest just looked at Seresi, and didn't mean to answer.

"You see, the average person wouldn't be so ruthless in your situation, right? You abandoned your first wife, you abandoned your son, and when you saw your son for the first time more than ten years later, you didn't feel any guilt, and you even wanted to shoot him in the head - what made you have the urge to do this?"

Ernest kept his hands crossed, not moving.

"Your question is weird. ”

This is his response.

"Isn't that weird? There are a lot of people who say I'm weird, but not many people seem to say that my problem is weird. Thresy shrugged, even in the face of Ernest's cold attitude, he still behaved casually.

"If you understand the cause of hatred, but not the reason for killing, isn't it in your logic that the words hate and kill are not enough to form a causal relationship?"

Actually, the two words are really a little bit different. Seresy licked her lips again, "You see, hating someone sometimes doesn't mean you have to kill him, right? Especially your own son, in your case, even if the average person feels very disgusted, he won't just say that he wants to kill him, right?"

"You seem to know a lot about my things. Ernest narrowed his eyes, "And you have no reason to know these things." ”

"Oh—thanks to Herbert, who, too, is your brother!" Théresi's smile piled up again, like a circus clown, and the corners of his mouth grinned exaggeratedly, "after all, your wife, and his half-brother and sister! ”

"So, you killed Herbert?" Ernest clenched his fists, then let go, "And, you've been keeping an eye on me?"

"If you mind," said Seresi, wrinkling her nose, "you can change the word." ”

"What do you want to know?" Ernest's eyes were still as calm, "what do you want to ask so much?"

"I want to know...... "Thresy half-stood up, leaning over his upper body and approaching Ernest, "Sven's weakness. ”

Ernest just looked at Thresy silently, and did not reply.

"Your expression ......," Thresy bit her nails, not at all looking dirty, "do you not know, or do you intend to tell me?"

"If you want to know the answer...... "Ernestmo clutched his knuckles, his knuckles have grown very thick calluses from his sword for many years, "then, you can judge with your clever brain." ”

"Ha, you're really Swain's father!" Theracy, nibbling at her nails, but without any displeasure, "Sure enough, he has the same foul temper as your son." ”

"This kind of joke," Ernest's facial expression remained unchanged at all, but the aura he exuded was suddenly much more serious, "It's better not to open it." ”

"Hum-huh......" Thresy chuckled and scraped her tartar with her fingernails, "so let's get down to business." I have only one enemy, and that is Sven Noe Jericht, and on this point, I and you are completely on the same page, and under the same position, cooperation should be our best choice, right?"

Ernest stared at Thresi and remained silent.

"You should be able to guess where you are now, right? By the way, I will tell you the not-so-good news that your Imperial Capital Garrison has been executed by Swain on charges of rebellion, and the execution was Baron O'Brien's Munster army. ”

Ernest's cheeks twitched, and his eyes darkened a little.

"Ernest No. Jericho, who was not long ago made Earl of Glamorgan by Emperor Alexander, has been turned into a traitor in the blink of an eye, and his reputation has been discredited, and now he is wanted by his own son in all Germany, alas—so the opportunity of life is ......"

Ernest lowered his eyes.

"How's my family doing?"

"You don't have to worry about that. Thresy grinned, but his smile gave Ernest a bad feeling, "Your family, isn't that Swain's? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ernest reached out and grabbed him by the collar, dragged him onto the table, and dragged him in front of him.

"I told you," Ernest's face was calm, but his eyes were terrifying, "don't make such jokes. ”

Seresy obediently raised her hands.

"He has nothing to do with my family, no—any, what!"

Ernest's muffled voice squeezed the last words out of his teeth.

"But," Theraisy raised his hands to show that he had no hostility, "no matter how much you reject him, you have an uninterrupted blood relationship with him after all, and this relationship is not your ......"

"I have nothing to do with him!" Ernest yelled and interrupted Thressi, "I have nothing to do with him, not at all related by blood!"

"How is it possible, you are just talking angry, this is too ......" Seresi was still smiling, but Ernest directly pressed his face on the table, and in that moment, he almost flattened Seresi's nose.

"As I said, I have nothing to do with him. Ernest stared at Seressi, "I've never touched Bertha, I can't have this son at all!" From the very beginning, I knew very well that the identity of Swain Noe Jerichault, my son, was simply made up. ”

Ernest had a raging fire burning in his eyes, and the things that he had buried in the deepest part of his heart, which he had never mentioned to anyone, but which he had been thinking about every day, finally came out of his mouth.

"I don't know where this man came from, but there is no doubt that the very existence of this man is the conspiracy of my father Winston, and what his purpose, and this Swain, whom he has so high hopes for, I don't know, but I know a little— They definitely have some ulterior motives, the Jericho family will reappear in Deweide, and begin to stir up the situation in the empire, trying to control the supreme power of this country, that is, the beginning of their ambition, when this conspiracy is really revealed to the world, that is, when their conspiracy is completely successful, their purpose will be to destroy this country, and even this world!"

"Yes...... "Thresy lowered her head, as if frightened by Ernest.

"But how can you be so sure?"

"Because I'm sure. Ernest let go of his hand and sat back in his chair, "That's the only thing I'm sure of. ”

"That's right......" Thresy lowered his head and slowly got up from the table, but the sly smile on his lowered face was incomparably bright.