"Maybe I should add that the teacher taught me not alchemy, but moral character?" Chen Mo added jokingly.

The old man touched his forehead and sighed: "Just take it as my prejudice, it's just that your teacher has left too deep an impression on various families in the past." ”

"If you are the next generation of Flammel, this force can indeed help Lisa succeed me to a large extent, but there is still an opportunity missing, she and Ah Fu can't choose you just because of this, she is a child I have raised for almost twenty years, I know his character."

"The opportunity came from yourself, the news of Georges Laurent's disappearance was cut off, I got the coordinates here because of an accident, I used your location to make a deal with them, and personally participated in this rescue operation."

"Your purpose was never to save me, even if I ...... after the marriage contract was confirmed," he struggled to spit out the remaining words: "I will be your father-in-law." ”

"You asked me earlier what I could bring Miss Elizabeth in return," Chen Mo's tone suddenly turned cold at this time, like the cold outside the shop window in winter (selling matches), "I only included the future support of Flamel and your position in the content of my deal with her before the engagement, if you think it is just a transaction, then I have no obligation to save you." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, he rubbed the obsidian decoration on his collar, wanted to speak several times and swallowed back, his mood has not been calm since he woke up, the political conspiracy after his disappearance, the change of power in the Laurent family, the marriage of his daughter, the awakening of a dragon king, the death he is about to face, Georges Laurent has lived for more than fifty years, and he has been in charge of the power of the head of the family for thirty years, but the impact of these things still makes it difficult for him to control his emotions.

Chen Mo's face was as solid as ice, and he continued to say in that impersonal tone:

"I came here for my own purpose and plan, there is no need to deny this, even the direct murderer of your death is me, there are only two people and a dragon who know about it, if I can get out of here alive, as long as I don't say it, no one will know what I did, but if Elisabeth Laurent will really fulfill the marriage contract and become my wife, she will definitely know all the truth before then, this is my obligation."

George Laurent quietly listened to Chen Mo's blunt statement, and suddenly laughed:

"Do you think she'll cancel her own engagement because of this?"

"Not from a rational point of view." Chen Mo's indifference when he spoke made people wonder if he cared about this matter at all, but George Laurent was also half an old fox, and he could see that Chen Mo's chest had a greater heaval with his breathing when he said the key thing.

He may be able to suppress his expression, but the excessive injury has gradually numbed Chen Mo's control of his body, and it can only be an instinctive reaction.

"But people have both emotion and reason, don't they? We release different sides to different people. Absolutely rational people are no longer human, they are monsters, but they are not monsters, and my daughter is not a monster, and you will eventually have a gap. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and groaned, but his words were a real sword.

"You're right, it's sad that even husbands and wives have to calculate each other."

"It's just that there is still a solution here, as long as I propose to cancel the marriage and still provide support, I don't think they will refuse."

"She'll refuse." The man is still smiling, like a plane tree falling on the Champs-Élysées, with a vanishing sadness and remembrance.

Chen Mo didn't respond, or he didn't know what to say for a while.

The old man suddenly brought some banter, and he asked the young man in front of him:

"Child, to be honest, is my daughter pretty?"

Chen Mo was a little surprised, and after thinking about it for a while, he still told the truth:

"Miss Elizabeth is indeed the prettiest woman I have ever met."

The middle-aged man looked happy, and he said, "Not for me."

"The most beautiful thing in my eyes is always her mother, Lisa is very much like her mother, even her personality is very similar, but I didn't know that she would be so determined to become the master of Laurent."

"They're all the same stubborn about something, so she's not going to take it."

"What's more, there is the most important point," Georges Laurent slowly stood up: "Our Laurent's family motto is such a sentence - the flower of Laurent, eternal and noble, the tree of Laurent, evergreen in all seasons." ”

"This means that when my daughter decides to be engaged to you, the marriage is engraved in the family records, and unless you die before you fulfill it, the marriage is a definite future."

"You don't seem to hate this definite future."

"Let's just say that, after all, death is not far from me, even if your marriage to Lisa is canceled, her future will not be my involvement, although you are a bastard, you can see that you will be a bastard of the Gu family, and even a flemmel, what do I have to complain about?"

"But replace me with you, and I'll probably get carried away by some kind of anger."

"I do feel the urge to kill you." The man sighed: "But after all, you can't really shoot."

"In fact, if you don't make a move, I'm not far from death." Chen Mo lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling.

"Do you think I'm going to talk so much to the dead?" The middle-aged man just shook his head:

"You don't have the fear of death in your eyes, and you don't have the calmness to look directly at death, you just think that you won't die."

"I just think the people I've trusted can be trusted."

In the middle of the main hall, the transparent pyramid that was invaded by black smoke and faintly cracked had been quietly stopping there, Chen Mo always set aside a part of his attention to pay attention to the movements of this "god", the hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, the incomplete copper pillar may not be able to completely suppress the white king, and the undead dragon servant may also have other means.

But I can't do anything now.

Just waiting for that opportunity.

Georges Laurent removed the obsidian ornament from the neckline, and his fingers dipped some blood on his abdomen and smeared it evenly on the ornament, and its outer layer was peeled open to reveal the small badge inside.

The man lightly dipped the badge with some of Chen Mo's blood on the ground and handed it to him.

"If you survive, give it to Lisa, and I agree to the marriage."

Chen Mo didn't pick it up, his palm opened in front of his eyes, and he closed his eyes and said:

"The injuries caused by the Philosopher's Stone are irreversible in my cognition, and I am the one who did it."

"If you don't do it, my body will always be a mongrel marionette, and the thing that is above the original dragon king will come back." George Laurent was going to stuff the badge directly into Chen Mo's hand.

The next moment.

The roar and explosion covered the world, so much so that the ears were filled with busy sounds.

In the upside down, Chen Mo's hand grabbed the badge.