"Look there." Spencer reached out to the crowd below.

Ademisor followed his finger and saw a young man with purple hair and another middle-aged man with short blond hair, the two of them holding wine glasses, talking and laughing, and their relationship seemed to be very close.

I met an acquaintance again.

Ademisol recognized the purple-haired young man as a friend of Dr. Harvey, whom he had previously met at the club, and remembered him saying that his name was Chandler.

"The younger one is Baron Hoy, who has just succeeded to the throne for a short time, one of the main supporters of the Conservative Party in Tingen, and the one who spoke to him was the MP Maynard, the main figure of the New Party in the city of Tingen, and his wife was one of the leaders of the New Party, the daughter of Patel, a member of the House of Commons of the Kingdom."

Spencer said in a mocking tone, but then shook his head as if to himself and as if to say to Ademisole: "Of course, the opposition of political positions is nothing, hypocrisy is a necessary and basic protection, my father has always supported the New Party, but in order to seek a position in the House of Lords, he also had to make overtures to the Conservative Party's purse strings." ”

Is there anything wrong with this... It doesn't seem to be a sin to be hypocritical in this world, this young master is a bit cynical, Ademisor complained silently.

Spencer's expression suddenly became ambiguous, and he lowered his voice and chuckled, "It is rumored that Baron Hoy has an illicit relationship with his stepmother, Lady Sharon, and Councilor Maynard seems to be very interested in that lady. ”

"You know Lady Sharon, right?"

"Of course."

"Uhh ”

Mrs. Sharon's death was disguised as a serious illness, Ademisore said secretly, as he was recuperating in the hospital and had not seen what was being discussed in the newspapers.

Perhaps this Spencer also had a contact with Mrs. Sharon that went beyond friendship.

Sensing the meaning in Ademisor's gaze, Spencer restrained the regret on his face, waved his hand and explained, "I don't have anything to do with that lady. ”

He then pointed to the crowd below again and was about to continue his introduction to Ademisor, when a serious voice sounded from behind them.

"Young Master, it turns out that you are here."

Looking back, it was Mr. Cullen, the butler, who gently bowed to Ademisor, then handed the card to Spencer and said, "This is your dance card, and your dance partner for the next few rounds of dancing has already filled it out according to Jazz's wishes." ”

Spencer took the card and glanced at it casually, a hint of disgust and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He turned his head, his otherwise flirtatious expression turned into a proper smile, as if he had put on an invisible mask, and he apologized to Ademisor: "Please forgive my faux pas, I may not be able to stay with you anymore." ”

"Please."

Seeing Spencer follow Mr. Butler downstairs and blend into the crowd, Ademisor couldn't help but feel in his heart that the rich second generation is not easy to be.

But that wasn't something he should feel for a five-pound-a-week man, shaking his head from his tumultuous thoughts, Ademisore turned his attention back to the guests in the ballroom.

He glanced at it several times, but there was nothing out of the ordinary, and the inspiration didn't give him any feedback.

Anyway, would anyone really do something on such an occasion?

According to the captain, not only the Storm Church, but also the Night Goddess Church and the Steam Church also sent people to watch the banquet, but he did not find the familiar members of the Night Watch and the Machine Heart in the crowd, perhaps hidden in the shadows, he secretly speculated in his heart, and his eyes unconsciously turned to today's guest of honor, Baron Hinderas.

He stood with his bodyguard Tourros, surrounded by a group of members of the Conservative Party in the city of Tingen, and not far from him, the archbishop Charles, the captain of the team, Audrizi, François, and the bodyguard of the former baron, the punisher bodyguard, chatted leisurely with wine glasses.

Who would risk such an important royal nobleman to assassinate him? Ademisor thought to himself.

The first name that came to his mind was the Twilight Hermit, and the idea of the New Party was more in line with the group's expectations of the tide of history, and soon they would carry out the assassination of Duke Negan, an important figure in the Conservative Party, and Baron Sindras, who was also a key member of the Conservative Party, was likely to be the target of his desire to get rid of him.

Immediately, he thought that in the original book, the Twilight Hermit Society had indeed made a move against Baron Sindras, Herwin of the Psychological Alchemy Society. Rambis had tricked the official Extraordinaire into investigating Baron Sindras, and Gram, who was then incarnated as Dawn Dantès, was unexpectedly involved.

And behind the Psychological Alchemy Society is the Dusk Hermit Society.

Thinking of this, a creepy feeling welled up in Ademisor's heart, the Dusk Hermit would be a bit scary, and you would never know who was one of his members.

After sighing in his heart, Ademisor's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched, he subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue, and a sharp pain and an abrupt feeling of drowsiness hit him at the same time, but fortunately, the pain and stimulation brought by the former were even better, and the drowsiness quickly subsided.

The alarm rose sharply in his heart, and he reached under his armpits with his hands, ready to pull out his revolver, his eyes scanning the guests back and forth in the banquet hall, tracking the source of the drowsiness.

Curiously, the noisy crowd in the banquet hall was not affected in the slightest, and Baron Sindras told a joke that caused the crowd around him to laugh.

His gaze swept over the Baron, Sir de Ville, and His Excellency the Archbishop, and found nothing out of the ordinary.

Looking at the crowd as usual, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in Ademisor's heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and stomped down the stairs, ready to report the situation to Tourus, when he walked up to Tourus and the Baron.

The low chanting sounded in Ademisor's ears, and it was clearly audible, but the people in the banquet hall were unaware, and he suddenly turned his head to lock his gaze on a middle-aged man wearing metal-rimmed glasses, who was staring at Baron Sindras, his body leaning back and his arms outstretched.

The chanting soon ended, and the entire banquet hall seemed to suddenly darken, and the light source was attracted and gathered, condensing into a magnificent and pure pillar of blazing light that fell from the sky and enveloped His Excellency.

In the "machine" state, Ademisor's body reacted instinctively, and he kicked His Excellency the Baron several meters away from the range of the pillar of light.

He himself used the reaction force of that kick to avoid the pillar of light falling from the sky, but Tourus, who was unfortunately enveloped by the blazing pillar of light, did not have time to react, and his entire body evaporated silently.

The moment he hit the ground, Ademisol quickly pulled out his revolver under his armpits and calmly fired at the attacker.