Old Lady Mary hummed a song and took a brisk little leap back to the back kitchen.

Tifa looked at Old Lady Mary's back and said softly, "What a happy grandmother." ”

Joe glared fiercely at the students of the second university who were still on the street outside, perhaps because of the problem of face, and slapped his belly with both hands.

"The stuff made was delicious, well, very tasty!"

Thinking of the delicacies that Old Lady Mary had cooked, Jo's mood was quickly improving because of Margo's incursions.

He no longer looked at the students who were pointing at him outside, his hands were brisk, and he slapped his belly to the rhythm of a cavalry march, and said with sincere emotion: "If it weren't too disrespectful, I would love to ask her to be the head chef of the Apophis Palace...... In this way, we have top-notch food every day. ”

"But that's fine for now." Joe shook his head and slapped Weima on the back of the head: "It's good like this now...... The grimace shopkeeper has a saying that is right, blessings cannot be enjoyed, people must be content, and they must cherish blessings. ”

The blonde waitress brought a large glass of beer.

Joe picked up his glass, drained most of his beer in one gulp, and then burped contentedly: "Ah, I suddenly miss Uncle Grimace a little, especially his weird delicacies. I don't know, he's eating roasted scorpions now? Or fried centipedes? ”

Tifa and Weima's faces changed slightly at the same time.

Old Lady Mary had already returned to the back kitchen, and she hummed a song and brought out a few pickled legks of lamb from the freezer.

A wisp of black gas flew above her head, and with a 'bang', it flew through the crack in the back door of the back kitchen, and she flew away in an instant. She hummed softly, hung a few legs of lamb in the oven, and suddenly grinned.

"Hehe, Marg...... If it weren't for Mata......"

In the howling cold wind, Margo put her hands in her coat pockets and hurried down several streets. Every time he walked through a street corner, he quickly glanced around, looking like a thief.

After running out of this way for more than half a block, Marg suddenly stopped.

He stood under a large tree covered with ice cubes, his face gloomy, and his eyes stared straight at the pedestrians and carriages passing in the street.

"Hmm, why should I panic?"

"Ha, Marge, why are you panicking?"

"It's not necessary, it's not necessary, it's not necessary...... What if that guy is secretly investigating me? What if Salian was investigating me? Can they find out anything? ”

"No way, they can't find anything."

"So, why should I panic? Oh yes, I'm a little bit on Tifa, but isn't that normal? There's no fuss, it's a normal thing. ”

"Oh, what if my actions are uncovered today?"

"Marg, Marg, Marg...... You've been hiding yourself too perfectly, so you can't withstand the impact when you're suddenly exposed? It's not good, it's not good, you're not mature enough, you need to keep trying. ”

"Well, learn from the old fox in Florence, when will I be as cunning as him, then ......"

Marge narrowed her eyes and smiled softly.

"The only trouble now is to clean up the whole thing, and the students who are here today have to shut up obediently...... I'm a member of the royal family, and if I can't spread this matter, I won't spread it...... Of course, even if it is leaked, it is nothing. ”

"But I do intend to use them today...... The bad impression in their minds must be reversed. ”

"Well, young man, it's easy to deal with. So, add some daily points to them, and then care about their lives...... Have a cheerful New Year's party? Then, hint to them, after they graduate, can I give them a referral opportunity to go to advanced graduate school? ”

"Very good, that's it, young people, haven't been polluted by this materialistic society, they ...... Easy to deal with. ”

Margo smirked.

He stood on tiptoe, grabbed a large handful of almost frozen snow from a branch, and wiped it vigorously against his face.

The snow melts on the face, turning into snow and washing away the blood and dirt on the face.

On Marge's face, there was a trace of black gas, and the bridge of his nose that was shattered by Joe's punch quickly recovered-the broken bones were like living creatures, quickly retracted under the skin, and the broken bones were pieced back together one by one, reforming a tall, perfect nose bridge.

Pulling out her handkerchief and wiping the snow off her face, Marge straightened her waist and frowned in thought.

"So, the method of revenge on the Ritu family through Tifa won't work? They were instinctively wary of me, which was my mistake, but I didn't expect them to be wary of me in advance. ”

"Well, let's do it another way."

"The Rittal family has several sales channels in Hyderabad, so let's get rid of these sales channels first. The people on these lines all have to die...... Moreover, it is very miserable and terrible to die! ”

"Hehe, Tifa...... And, that sweet little girl, Weima! ”

"Ah, I like Vima more than Tifa...... This kind of budding little girl, when she is crushed to pieces, will definitely give the fools of the Weitu family the greatest pain and fear, right? ”

"I've ......"

Margo's body trembled slightly, his eyes turned pitch black, and his two pupils turned into broken gold, and then slowly elongated, turning into a pair of cold and merciless vertical pupils.

A black-painted carriage drove quickly down the street.

Marg instinctively looked towards the carriage, his gaze quickly scanning the doors, wheels, and axles of the carriage. His face twitched slightly, his pure black eyes quickly returned to their original shape, and his broken golden vertical pupils returned to normal.

He grimaced and saddened as he stood quietly on the sidewalk.

The black-lacquered carriage came to Marg, the door slammed open, and Mata XIII poked his head out of it: "Marge, come in!" ”

Marge hesitated, and he took a step back: "Your Highness, I ......"

Mata XIII hooked his finger towards Marge, and an invisible force swept over, Marge involuntarily took two steps forward, he leaned over to the car door, and Mata XIII slapped him in the face.

With a crisp sound, Marge was directly turned over and fell to the ground, a crimson palm print on the white skin was clearly visible, he covered his face, lying on the cold sidewalk, and did not move for a long time.

"If you make a mistake, you must be punished, and since you don't want to come up, then you can directly receive the punishment here."

Mata XIII stepped out of the carriage and stood beside Marge, looking down at him: "What did you do wrong?" ”

Marge rubbed her face vigorously and struggled to get up.

Standing in front of Mata XIII, he gently smoothed out his somewhat messy coat and whispered, "For so many years, I have only done such a thing...... Moreover, I did not succeed and did not cause them any harm. ”

"But why?" Mata XIII squinted at Marg with his hands behind his back: "You have been quiet for so many years, and I am even already suggesting to Mary that you revert to your title of duke and restore you to some power. ”

"This time, why did you make a mistake?"

Marge was silent for a long time, then he lowered his head and whispered, "However, they bought the Palace of Apophis...... Your Highness, the Palace of Apophis, has memories of my childhood. ”

"You know, I'm much smarter than the average person. I can vividly remember all my memories since I was one year old...... Apophis Palace, that palace, I lived in it...... How dare they, buy the Apophis Palace? That's a kind of transgression! More of a kind, an insult. ”

"Then, you can go directly to Joe to a duel." Mata XIII picked up his left hand and left a clear slap mark on Margo's right cheek, knocking Marg to the ground again.

"If you go to Joe for a duel, Mary and I will have no objections." Mata XIII said coldly: "However, you have chosen self-righteous cleverness and small means...... Do you want to deliberately get close to Tifa and then get revenge on the Ritu family through her? ”

"Don't you think that this kind of method is too inferior, too shameless, and too disrespectful?"

Mata XIII said coldly: "What you have done today reminds me of your grandfather...... If he didn't like to use such a small trick......"

Margo struggled to her feet, smoothing her coat again.

"I was wrong...... I was just...... For a moment, I was overwhelmed by anger...... But since I heard that they had bought the Palace of Apophis, I, I, I...... I can't sleep at night these days. ”

"I want to go over to a duel, but will he promise?"

"I, I, I'm alone...... How can I defeat a family with one person? ”

"I ...... I'm sorry, Your Highness, I really can't help it, that's why I chose this kind of ...... Such, despicable means. But luckily, I didn't make it. ”

"Because Joe, he has been doing the most in-depth investigation of you for a long time, he has mobilized the intelligence officers of the War Department, as well as the secret agents of the Ministry of Supervision, and I also have a copy of the investigation report he got here." Mata XIII said unabashedly: "Your student Maiken is involved in the turmoil of the imperial capital......"

"I don't, it's not me, how can it be?" Marge raised her head suddenly, and said with a pale face: "Your Highness, I know that you have been spying on me all these years...... How could I, do such a thing? I can't do it, and I can't do it. ”

Mata XIII stared deeply at Marg.

"That's right, I've been staring at you all these years...... You've behaved perfectly all these years. ”

Perhaps, there is a deliberate performance in this...... But it must be said that over the years, your performance has not been weaker than Isaac, far better than Freret, Magnum, and Mackay, these little bastards. ”

Mata XIII was silent for a long time, and then, gently patting Margo on the shoulder.

"No revenge on the Ritu...... This is Mary's warning. ”

"Then, this year's New Year celebration, the banquet at Hydra Palace, you can come and participate."

"I have to admit that you've been doing perfectly over the years...... You're different from Doran and Hillman...... So, I suggest Mary, give you a chance. ”

"After all, you have our blood in your veins, Marge."

"Remember, you are here to attend the New Year celebration banquet that starts at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Dress up a little more powerful...... The clothes you're wearing now...... Even if it's a performance, it's too much. ”

Marge lowered her head, her face a rare red.