Sean von Master walked briskly out of the Inspectorate building.

In his right hand he held a brown paper briefcase with a blood-colored 'top secret' stamp.

The young man was not without showing off, holding the briefcase in his hand, and deliberately pointing the words 'top secret' outward, although it was dark and ordinary people could not see what he was holding in his hand, he still did so.

Jumping into the four-wheeled carriage waiting at the entrance of the Ministry of Supervision building, Sean proudly shouted to the driver of the driver: "Go to the ...... of Your Excellency Vigral"

In the carriage, a miserable white palm stretched out and covered Sean's mouth.

A dagger with sharp teeth slashed across Sean's neck.

Sean heard the 'thud' of the wind blowing through the wheat waves, the sound of his blood hitting the board of the carriage.

Sean convulsed and fell to the ground, staring at the killer beside him whose hands and skin were pale, and his throat kept making 'coo' sounds.

The man in the driver's seat leaned half of his body into the carriage: "Vigrar's illegitimate son, Sean von Master...... Identification ...... Clear the confirmation. ”

Sean's eyes widened.

Vigrar's illegitimate child? Yourself?

In front of his eyes, the whole process of raising himself from a young age with his mother, who lived alone, and then sending him to the University of Justice smoothly, and finally being appointed by the school to be sent to Vigrar to serve as his personal secretary.

I always thought that I was a genius in the true sense, so I was extremely smooth in my studies and work, and was appreciated by Vigral, and then I was on the rise, and I saw that a bright future was promising.

However, today...... It turns out that everything he has always been proud of is just because he is Vigrar's illegitimate son?

Vigrar never showed it.

His mother never showed it.

Sean himself......

Boundless darkness reigned, and Sean lost all consciousness.

In the carriage, there was a faint voice of conversation: "How many more?" ”

"Kill this...... There are three more ...... on the list"

He is not morally recognized, but in the unspoken rules of the nobility, he does have certain rights, and even at the critical moment, when his half-brother Sean, who has the right to inherit the throne, is killed, Vigrar's youngest son, Don, is playing cards with several friendly aristocratic youths, playing cards in the home of one of the young men, winning or losing a little money.

After the last three cards in his hand were revealed, Don made a new note on a blank piece of paper, and then sighed leisurely.

"Well done...... Isn't it? I have an extra fifty gold marks in my pocket money this month. ”

Several aristocratic youths who had lost all their pockets rolled their eyes at the same time.

A red-haired young man muttered, "That's our pocket money...... Ah, dear Joe, where exactly is he now? I miss him so much...... Our store has been selected, the staff has been trained, as long as he promises that our goods will arrive...... We have more pocket money to spend. ”

Don put down the banknotes in his hand, put away the cards, and began to shuffle and split the cards.

"Ah, I know a little bit about that...... On the other side of the port of Tulum, a group of greedy thieves are plundering the wealth there. Joe, who, by some fantastic route, returned to the port of Tulum and was fighting bloodily for the good of the Empire. ”

Don dealt the cards, picked up his cards, and began to sort them out with a frown.

He sighed lightly: "According to the information I got ......"

A group of aristocratic youths stared at Don intently, hoping to get some exciting news from him - Donn's father Vigrar was a close minister of the royal family, and he had royal blood and was also extremely high in the succession to the throne...... Done's news channels are not comparable to them.

Although surprised that Joe had returned to the port of Tulum in such a short period of time and had already begun to fight the coalition forces...... But the psychological endurance of the aristocratic young people is good, and they know that the royal family, or some extraordinary powers, do have some means of transcending the mundane.

Joe's presence in a short period of time, wherever he appears, is a reasonable thing to do.

They expected that Don would give them some particularly exciting and interesting news.

"That stinky fart, the Emperor of the Ice Sea Kingdom, George, and the commander of their home fleet, Dulinde...... There are also several nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom, and they ...... All were killed by Joe. ”

Donn shrugged his shoulders and quietly threw out the shocking news he had just heard from Vigrar.

Sure enough, a group of aristocratic youths widened their eyes and held their breath.

"He, he, he...... However, I remember that the Council of Seven in Tulun Harbor had just ...... to the coalition forces," and a noble young man whispered: "Kill Prince George, this is ...... Seemingly, breaking the rules. ”

Another aristocratic young man also stammered: "The life of a nobleman is inviolable...... Joe did this......"

Don was a little impetuous, drew out a pair of cards and threw them on the table: "Ah, this is the way things appear, but according to the news from Tulun Port, the death of those guys should have nothing to do with Joe...... To be exact, Joe, his family, and the empire have all been tricked by some secret organization. ”

A maid walked in and brought new drinks to several young nobles.

Tang En picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and moistened his throat: "The imperial grandson of the Ice Sea Kingdom, in the land of the empire, was assassinated and killed in a way that violated the unspoken rules of the nobles...... It's not just Joe's trouble...... The scale of the war is expanding...... Damn, someone is calculating the entire empire. ”

Don shook his glass, drank all the wine in the glass, raised his glass, and shouted, "Cherish the last peace, brothers, perhaps, this is our last time together...... If they insist on expanding the war, then I will apply to my father, and I will put on an iron-gray uniform and go to the Rhine Corridor to fight alongside my cousin Isaac. ”

The young nobles were so excited by Donn's words that they raised their glasses, and then they let out an exclamation at the same time.

Blood kept pouring out of Donn's nose.

Then, blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes.

Immediately afterward, red blood continued to flow out of his ears and his mouth.

Don himself was unconscious, and he continued to talk about his judgment and expectations for war, and after a few words, he fell to the ground, not breathing any more.

The tranquility over Fort Hydrderabad was once again shattered by the shrill sound of a siren whistle.

Ma Kai in the food street was disemboweled and poisoned on the blade, and he completely lost signs of life in just a few breaths.

Sean was assassinated at the door of the Ministry of Supervision building, blood spilled out of the carriage, and was found by the guards of the Ministry of Supervision. By the time Sean was carried out of the carriage, all salvation had been ineffective.

Don was poisoned at his friend's house, and the maid who served the drinks was arrested, but apparently she had nothing to do with the assassination. Hordes of spies and police surrounded the mansion, but they were busy for a long time, but they found nothing.

Covered in black air, Hillman, along with his loyal ministers, had successfully left the Blood Kapok Castle.

They came to the outskirts of Hyderabad, in a historic castle.

A large number of fierce warriors wearing black tight leather armor and holding sharp blades guarded the castle, and a group of knights in heavy armor and blood-colored cloaks behind them were driving a group of men, women, and children into the basement of the castle like pigs.

In the huge basement, an altar made of white bones has been stained red with blood.

On the ground, an extremely precious transcendent metal was melted into juice, casting a huge magic array with a diameter of more than 1,000 feet.

The blood outlined a huge hydra pattern on the magic array, and the blood flowed in the magic array, exuding a pungent smell of blood.

Groups of men, women and children were herded into the basement.

They roared hysterically, roared in panic, cursed in horror, and nervously shouted their names, identities, and titles, threatening to use all their might to get revenge on the bastard who had done all this.

The surnames of these guys are all 'Hydrderabad', and they are all royal blood of the Delen Empire.

As mentioned earlier, the two emperors, Tieduo and Duolun, as well as the emperors before the Delenn Empire, they left too many descendants of blood......

Now, almost all of these bloodline descendants are concentrated here.

Hillman was bare, and under his skin, dense black scales were constantly wriggling, and the scales rubbed against each other, making a constant 'clacking' sound.

On the back of his neck, several fist-sized balls of flesh also squirmed slightly.

Occasionally, the ball of meat emits a black glow, and the ball becomes translucent, and a faint image resembling a snake's head can be faintly seen.

He stood on the top of the altar, looking down at the 'clansmen' who were crying and shouting, and he was smiling very hideously.

"You're really a bunch, a waste of food, a waste."

"But who let you have in your body a bloodline that is as noble as mine?"

"Then, I'll reluctantly, help you make use of waste, and let your bloodline make me."

Lao Mai and the others stood on the edge of the magic array.

Beside them, stood several old men in linen robes.

The cuffs of three of the old men all have the emblem of the El Endless Serpent.

The remaining two old men wore pale golden masks, and their bodies were filled with a vast and fiery aura like the sun—there was no doubt that they were clergy of the Golden Oak Church, and they were clergymen of a very high position.

"I hope the method you offer is useful...... This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. An old man in a golden mask muttered softly.

"We take what we need, and that's it...... Therefore, we will definitely do our best to ensure the smooth development of the project. An old man with the El Serpent badge on his cuffs smiled coldly: "We have done our best, I hope you guys don't drag their feet." ”

Hillman stood on the altar and staggered.

He shouted at Lao Mai and the others: "Lao Mai, what are you waiting for? El rats, Church Staffs, hah, it's time for you to do your job...... Whatever you chose to help me...... Since you've done it, give me an honest look! ”

"Come, sacrifice!"

"I already feel the divine gaze of Helinger."