17 Storms and the Father are more precious than the Son
"I didn't expect to see you here, young master." Melinda spoke, quietly perceiving her surroundings, only three breaths being sent into her ears by the wind, "What about your guards?" โ
Eli didn't seem to notice Melinda's offensive stance, and he replied calmly, "I'm not old enough to select a guard. โ
That's enough. Melinda's body sank, and the hand that covered the back of her neck flipped slightly, and a cold and glistening prismatic trick appeared in her hand. The spikes were about the length of an adult male's fingertips to their wrists, and all four edges were clearly bladed, and Eli was startled and inappropriately wondered: how the hell was this hidden?
Won't it scratch the neck?
Melinda was obviously not going to answer his questions at this time, and a faint golden light slowly spread from the place she held to the tip of the thorn, and she said with some regret, "That's a shame." โ
"It's not a pity." Eli stepped out from behind Mrs. Longlon, who was temporarily controlled, tightened the cuffs of her shirt, and asked politely, "Will you tell me who is behind it?" โ
"Don't you already get the answer?"
Melinda smiled perfunctorily, she wasn't going to talk to Eli anymore.
Although there were some mistakes in the process, fortunately, this young master was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and did not have a clear understanding, as long as she killed Eli and Mrs. Langlun here, this matter would never be exposed.
Not...... Or kill Eli and blame the mysteriously missing Mrs. Langlun.
Who is the name of the Langlun family, who has recently been reprimanded by the lord for the matter of potatoes and sweet potatoes? Melinda's face flashed with a hint of smug madness, and she stared at Eli like a hyena, thinking from above: Look, what a poor young master who has been implicated in the filthy affairs between adults.
Perceiving Melinda's sudden burst of pity, Eli sighed softly, did he seem to be so easy to bully?
Of course there is, after all, he is still young, and he has a natural power gap with most people, as if anyone can easily kill him.
And just looks.
The pale golden light finally reached the tip of the prick, and in the next second, the high-speed moving spike drew a beautiful arc in the air, and Melinda, who was wearing a heavy long dress, fell in front of Eli like a feather. They were so close that Eli could even see the transparent fuzz on Melinda's face.
To participate in such a major banquet, she didn't even smear powder.
Melinda pursed the corners of her lips, as if she had foreseen the young master lying in a pool of blood in horror. She clenched her backhand and stabbed Eli hard into the neck.
The prisks cut through the pliable skin and plunged into the soft, juicy filling. Feeling the confinement coming from her ankle, Melinda's pupils suddenly constricted, and she tried to pull out the prismatic thorn. However, at this moment, a sound of breaking the air came from afar, and the pitch-black spear pierced Melinda's neck with an unstoppable momentum, and even dragged Melinda for some distance and nailed her to the trunk of the tree.
Silence, death-like silence.
Melinda's throat rolled, and she felt the shaft of her gun on the side of her neck in disbelief, only to find a hand of sticky blood.
The huge green vine that had blocked Melinda's blow slowly shrank until it was thinner than a finger, and then it obediently twisted itself back into Eli's wrist.
Eli frowned and looked in the direction the spear was fired.
Of course, he wouldn't be so big as to face Melinda alone, in fact, there were no less than five guards guarding not far from him, and as for why they weren't discovered by Melinda-
Function card and perception interference are deeply hidden in merit and fame.
This rating is just an ordinary card, which can interfere with the perception of everyone within a radius of ten meters with the user as the center, and the effect lasts for half an hour. Eli has three such cards, one used in the flowers and one here.
After Eli showed Dylan how terrifying the little thing Zabia had given him and magic could be with it yesterday, Dylan gave the guards an order to obey Eli's orders unconditionally. And if Eli remembers correctly, he only has two demands on them, one is not to do anything until he sends the signal, and the other is to keep as many mouths alive as possible.
Both were committed, and it was definitely not the guards who were ambushing.
And that's exactly what happened.
A slender young man appeared at the end of the road, and he walked slowly, his eyes very complicated as he met Eli's eyes.
"You shouldn't be five years old yet," he said, "how did you do that?" โ
Eli replied immodestly, "My teacher said I was gifted, and it just so happened that in the eyes of most people, my teacher was also talented. โ
The two of them stood together without saying anything, and the young man strode towards Melinda, who was pinned to the tree. Melinda's neck was pierced from the side, and she had no way to turn her head, so she could only use her peripheral vision to try to identify the young man.
The moment she saw the young man's face, Melinda's eyes burst with an incomparable light, and she opened her mouth and made a ho-ho sound in her throat. The young man stroked her cheek with the palm of his hand, but with his other hand, he grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled it outward.
Blood gushed frantically from the black hole, and Melinda fell to the ground in disbelief, her eyes wide open, struggling to reach the young man's toes, but the young man left without mercy.
Her life was gone.
"Are you here to kill you?" Eli sat on the edge of the flowerbed, his hands on his face, watching the young man wipe the blood from his spear with a black handkerchief, "The kind that killed me by the way." โ
Unmoved, the young man carefully cleaned the bright red minced meat that had been hooked off by the barbs of the spear. He had just knocked out Mrs. Longlun, who had come to her senses from the death of the caster, again, and his movements were so skillful that he seemed to have done it by nature.
"Melinda looks at you like you're looking at the same party, aren't you afraid that I'll go back and sue?"
This time, the young man reacted, he turned his face sideways to stare at Eli, and the hostility in his eyes still couldn't be stopped.
In the hostility of the youth, Eli stood up and patted the ash on his buttocks, and asked curiously, "Why do you want to be a spearman when you are obviously a magician?" โ
"Little master," the young man finally couldn't bear it anymore, "but everyone who lives in Francis should know that I hate you. โ
"I know," Eli nodded in agreement, and even gave the reason with a smile, "because you're Orin's uncle, not mine." โ
The turmoil at Lopu Manor was quietly buried on this night.
Lenkron was imprisoned the next day for a somewhat outrageous reason, and Orin remained silent about it; The potatoes and sweet potatoes that swept the aristocracy disappeared overnight, just as they had never caused a trend as a luxury; Several families slowly withdrew from the Francis stage, and several families quickly rose to the top.
"Everyone is now holding their tails between their legs, for fear that something will go wrong and anger the lord." Clarence sat side-by-side with Eli on the recliner in front of the test field, and he stretched out a fist, snapped open, and then disappeared with a thud. โ
"Is it so scary?"
Eli seriously suspected that the lord of Francis's nobles trembling in Clarence's mouth and Dylan, who had fallen low and small yesterday because he had nearly trampled his precious beet to death, were not the same person.
Clarence nodded affirmatively: "Of course, I heard from my mother that the lord's movement this time was very big, and he rectified several families in one go. The old aristocracy was fine, and the new aristocrats, who did not know Francis's characteristics, were scared enough. โ
Eli nodded knowingly, and he picked up the juice brought by the maid and took a big sip. The juice was sweet and sour, and it was filled with flesh that was not completely broken, and the flesh was crunchy, and Eli puffed out his cheeks to chew.
The nobles in many territories can even clamp down on the lord, and no matter how bad the lord is, he has to give the nobles some face. Who knew that Francis's painting style was so different, he did it when he said it, he didn't threaten at all, and he didn't say hello at all.
Clarence looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one was particularly close to them before he mysteriously lowered his voice and asked Eli, "But is it really that Iris is uniting those nobles to try to overthrow the lord's rule?" โ
Eli was glad he had swallowed the juice.
Where did such outrageous rumors come from?! Isn't it still a turmoil between the heirs? Why did you fast forward to Renkron and rebelled?!
"Who did you listen to?"
Clarence thought for a moment and gave a pertinent answer: "They all say so. โ
"Then what they say is false."
"Then why is the head of the Eris family in prison?" Clarence reluctantly found a suitable adjective, "and for such a bizarre reason." โ
Eli put down the cup in his hand.
He actually didn't have any idea about the position of lord. In his previous life, Eli was the kind of person who had to spend a day to heal an eight-morning lesson, on the other hand, Dylan, who worked overtime from five to nine every โกโก, was busy all night, and had to go on a life-threatening errand every now and then. Eli felt that he didn't have much desire for power, and it would be good to be a brother of a lord who waited for death when Orin ascended to the throne.
But a lot of things can't be skipped without an idea.
He bravely saved his brother in the face of crisis, conquered the last dragon, was gifted, was very favored by the lord and his wife, and even had a rich mother with no heirs. Then he was going to use potatoes and sweet potatoes to win the hearts and minds of Francis, and everyone who saw it was afraid.
"Clarence," Eli stated, "Lenkrone will soon be released." โ
"Why?"
Eli stared at the task panel in front of him, his face gloomy.
Of course, because potatoes and sweet potatoes have already begun to be planted, Renkron is already in prison, and his mission progress is still stuck at 95 percent.
There was only one day left in the mission limit, and he was ready to face the task of completing the super double difficulty.
Life always has its ups and downs, and Eli comforts himself that as long as he sees the trick and hugs Dylan's thigh, the super double task is not a problem.
Suddenly, that desperate ninety-five percent flickered.
Eli's eyes widened.
Ninety-five percent flickered again.
[Ding Dong, Special Character 1 [Destruction Conspiracy] has been completed, and the host has obtained a ร5 times of universal gacha]
[Congratulations to the host for the achievement: The son is valuable to the father, and the number of general gacha ร1]