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"You demon who should kill a thousand knives!!"

The red-haired man fell to the ground, most of his body was crushed by the ruins, but he still insisted on spitting a mouthful of blood at the Abyss Angel with a hideous expression. His face was covered in dust and blood, with a few deep scars, long gone from the arrogance of his youth, and only an old age carefully carved by time, hatred, and decades of pain. Even if Russell saw him again, he couldn't associate the face with the man he hated in his twenties.

What's more, it had been a long time since Russell had looked down at the Sauron family who had been trampled into dust by him.

"Hello, Florent, it's nice to see you alive."

Edward greeted him calmly and crouched down, the hem of his gown falling into the blood stains on the ground.

"The last time I saw you, it was in the same basement where the assassination was plotted. Russell is dead, and your long-cherished wish should have finally been fulfilled. ”

Despite suffering and slaughter, and his status plummeted from royalty to a barely surviving aristocracy, the old Florand still seems to have maintained some of the habits of his youth, after all, some of the arrogance and dignity carved into his blood can only be erased by death. His Highness Florent Sauron took a few breaths of pain, a few steel bars pierced his lungs, and it was already a pain to live, and he had already suffered the greatest torture in the world just by breathing.

"Damn the Devil ......"

He said while coughing up blood, with a mad look on his face that he didn't know whether it was sadness or joy: "Russell is dead, Russell is finally dead!" Hate me for not being able to do it, or I'd have sent you to hell too! Let you regret the contempt you once had for me, hateful, my sister actually failed to die for the family and glory, and you actually tore my other people apart in front of my eyes because she ignored me! Hateful, hateful!! ”

Edward didn't care about these words at all, but nodded with some appreciation: "After soaking in the blood of hatred for so long, I think you also have the potential to become a demon. ”

"Ha, ha, ha!" In just a few breaths, Florent's face has completely lost its blood, he floats on the dividing line between life and death, and the vitality that Sequence 4 can increase for him is probably enough to keep him alive with this painful posture and old appearance, "I'd rather die than die for you!" Tell me! My poor sister, what the hell did she pay you for my life?! ”

"Her soul? Bastard, she dared to sell her soul to a demon! ”

"Then I'm going to trade my soul for her!"

The Abyss Angel was slightly stunned.

"You're wrong, Florent, Adele never interceded for anyone, including you, including herself."

"She likes you very much."

"So, I think she'll be happier to keep you."

Florent's crazy green eyes were empty for a moment, but only for a short time he reverted to hysteria.

"Killing our father and mother, slaughtering our brothers and sisters, taking the lives of hundreds of people in the Sauron family, you actually think that Adella will be happy to leave me alone!" Florent's expression management has completely collapsed, "You don't have a human heart at all!" What you have done is disgusting, you lowly devil in human skin! ”

Edward nodded sympathetically, "I think so, too." However, I would like to correct it, I don't think the Saurons' 237 lives have reached the bottom line of the massacre, and the bottom line should be at least the one against the combined forces of Rune and Lemburg in the Battle of the Amanda Mountains. ”

Florent was so angry that she spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she was even more dying.

He should have known that demons could not be measured by human thoughts, but the resentment and anger that had been suppressed in his mind could not be controlled.

At this time, Edward looked up, looked somewhere in the collapsed palace, and shouted in his usual voice, "Trainor? ”

“…… It's me, Father. ”

A tall figure spun out of the corner, with a satin headband nowhere to be found, and reddish-brown hair draped loosely behind his back, like dried blood. The gorgeous dress was torn a few times, and the lace cuffs were torn to shreds. He still had a lot of dust on his body, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Huh." Floran raised his eyelids, looked at the young man with whom he was related, and snorted, "Disgusting son of the devil." ”

Trenor Vaughn lowered his eyes, indifferent to the title, and spoke gently: "Father, I left the team without permission to escort Charles Gustav to escape, but without success, the Steam Church captured him. However, it is said that they failed to catch up with Bernadette Gustav. ”

"Russell is dead, and they must all feel that the inheritance is in the hands of the two children." Edward didn't care, and glanced at Florent, "Now they're just like you, they're all remnants of the past." Do you feel happy? ”

The former Earl of Sauron sneered in his throat.

Then Florent closed his eyes, and his weather-beaten face finally showed deep exhaustion and relief. He seemed to have his wish, no thought of struggling, and his life was coming to an end, so Edward ignored him and let him quietly shed his last drop of blood and swallow his last breath in the ruins. Trenor looked at the place where his uncle was buried, and a grief flashed in his eyes, but he chose to follow in Edward's footsteps.

"I'm leaving Intis."

"Where are you going next?"

"Nothing to do. Now that it's too easy to be discovered in other countries, I might go to the southern continent, walk around the ruins of the Bairan Empire, and settle in Rune or Vrsack in a few decades. ”

At this, Edward suddenly stopped and glanced back at Trainor. The latter was startled, and suddenly felt that he had been caught by some kind of hidden occult connection, from the soul to the internal organs.

“…… You should stay in Intis. His father pondered, "Your destiny will be here for a long time after today." If I don't take you away, the situation in the world will continue to be turbulent, and staying in Intis, staying in the center of the war, is the most promising for you. ”

"Don't follow me anymore. You're free, Trainor, and live your life as you like. ”

After saying that, the angel stopped looking at him, and he stepped into the spirit realm and disappeared directly from Trainor's eyes, without giving him any chance to ask or stay. The latter did not seem to have any intention of speaking, and stood there for two seconds, looking left and right, and seeing that there was no one else around, and that the medical team searching for the wounded and dead had not yet arrived, he immediately turned around and ran back to the pile of rubble. He violently removed the collapsed masonry and vaults, broke the steel and concrete, and with great effort, dragged Florent out of the rubble.

The extraordinary traits had begun to work out, and Trainor put them away, carefully setting him aside, then finding a clean staircase to sit down.

His Excellency, who was less than forty years old, suddenly felt that his life had lost his purpose, but there was still some yearning and fear for freedom in his heart. Intis has been broken like this, what will happen after that?

His thoughts were interrupted by a spiritual exit that suddenly opened in front of his eyes, and Trainor was burned by the heat behind the exit. Edward, whose coat and half of his trouser legs were missing, and his hair was still burned, stepped out of it, patted off the charred ash on his body calmly, and looked at Trainor casually.

"Mistakenly, I forgot that I had just eaten the Angel of the Eternal Sun."

Edward even explained his current embarrassment, he didn't care that Trainor dragged Florent out, as if he didn't see a corpse lying at his feet, he looked at his son in amazement, and he asked, "Is Adele's funeral tomorrow?" ”

Trainor nodded.

Seeing this, Edward raised his right hand, stretched it out, and then swiped his left index finger on the ring finger - the ring finger of his right hand was severed entirely, and the spirit in it was retracted, turning into an ordinary finger, and near the root there was a ring set with fine white diamonds and a ruby, and the broken finger regrew and regrown.

"Take it away and put it in Adella's coffin."

With a neat scar on the newborn ring finger near the root, Edward tossed the severed finger with the wedding ring to Trainor, and then opened a whirlpool door and stepped into the dark world.

Trainor took the severed finger in his hand, sighed for a while, picked up Florent's cold body, and walked steadily towards the medical team.

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Two months later, the port of a city in Rune.

The passenger ship to the southern continent is about to leave the port, and it is full of sons who cannot inherit the family property, merchants who dream of making a fortune, and pirates who want to wash their hands incognito, ready to go to Bailang to do a big job. They dreamed of becoming plantation owners, managing large estates, including slaves, or entering comprador chambers in search of power and wealth. In short, the Southern Continent is a good place now, and a ferry ticket is hard to find. The aborigines there were docile and easy to domesticate, suitable for buying as servants. Coupled with the fact that the Northern Continent now has complicated relations between countries, and war seems to be on the verge of breaking out, this is the best place for people seeking stability.

Among these passengers who are not noble and somewhat vulgar, there is one who stands out from the rest. He was neatly dressed, spoke elegantly, had the poise of Rune and the casual enthusiasm of Intis, and he was generous, polite and detached from women, so that everyone naturally regarded him as a fallen nobleman, which sparked some small discussions. Unfortunately, he often stayed in his private room, and only appeared at banquets.

The voyage lasted 42 days, passing through some islands in the Sunia Sea, with brief stops at selected ports to replenish supplies.

While the kitchen was busy preparing the meals needed for the dinner, some of the crew and servants disembarked at the master's behest to go to the port to buy newspapers. Newspapers originated in Intis, and the speed of news circulation was such that countries could not resist setting up newspaper offices, so that people could learn the "latest" news from other countries in a little more than a month.

The death of Emperor Intis Rossell Gustav was assassinated by the Church of the Eternal Sun and the former royal family of the Sauron family, and many nobles were attacked and killed in the coup, and the aristocratic class suffered a major impact...... More than half of the government officials were lost, led by Edward Vaughn, Earl of the Imperial Palace and Minister of Military Affairs, and several high-ranking figures disappeared or died, causing the government management system to be virtually paralyzed...... The Sauron family has tried to co-opt forces from all sides to restore the country, but the bargaining chips they can come up with are limited, and they have not yet received clear support. Thanks to these eye-catching news, the newspaper made a lot of money.

Passengers were holding brand-new newspapers and talking about the current international situation, and the pre-dinner dance was almost turned into a royal hall. The door of one of the rooms in the first class was closed at this time, and the angel of the abyss, who had died in secular history, sat by the bay window, quietly looking out at the horizon at sunset.

In a moment, he pulled out a small notebook from his bosom and flipped to a page—a page full of Intis, scribbled but graceful, with two pages of their future travel plans.

Behind the travel plan is his own handwriting, listing the names of places that appear in the plan in Indisian, such as "Inside the Twilight Palace", "Ruins of the Tomb of the Bailang Empire", "Ruins of the Highland Kingdom", "The Bay of Passu Island", etc., many of which are officially forbidden to visit, which shows how much the planners trusted Edward's power.

Edward was silent for a few seconds with his quill, and slowly ticked the box behind the "Tomb Ruins of the Bailang Empire".

TBC

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A small climax ends, and the next chapter returns to the main text timeline.

However, considering the word count, the signing is far away, so I have to use a broken chapter diary and set up supplements to delay the time.

*I saw that some readers were asking what the agreement between decay and the lamp god was, so I'll reply here.

The "nobody's unknown dialogue" at the beginning of a previous chapter is actually decay and the god of lights. Their deal is: Decay helps the Lamp God occupy the identity of a high-order two-order family, to a certain extent out of the control of the Celestial Venerable, and affects two paths (to prepare for leaving the earth) The Lamp God helps Decay find the clue to the essentia. When this deal was established, their target was actually the royal family of Rune or Fenerport, but Russell jumped into the air and directly became half of the Black Emperor, which naturally became the best hunting target.

Then everyone knows, Russell shines as the Black Emperor, and he is very interested in decay, so he is addicted to watching movies and leaves the promise of the lamp god behind him, and does not do it before he dies. When Russell died and was trapped in the mausoleum by the fierce pollution, the lamp god was unwilling to accept this identity with the pollution of the mother goddess. So in the end, the lamp god's mouth flew away, and the decay failed to get the clues of his own essentia, and the relationship between the two old days was tense now, but the lamp god couldn't really break with the decay. Therefore, it is important to separate work from hobbies.