And judging by the method of elimination, then the most likely is the fifth person in the Black Shadow Conference.

Kylelius had no clue about this man before, and could only say that he was hiding too deeply.

But today, his eagerness to flee and demand payment made him show his feet in front of Kellius.

It's just that what Keerlius didn't expect was that the fifth person in the Dark Shadow Conference was actually the guy who seemed to be the most suspicious.

"Huh...... Ha Lu Ha ...... Haha......ha I really didn't expect it to be you! I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, no one thought it would be you, everyone was deceived by you. Still, you're not secretive enough. Kellius, who was clutching the note in his hand, chuckled madly and excitedly.

One hand slowly covered his face, and under the deep shadow, another blood-red eye with madness was revealed, and the corners of his mouth hooked a dangerous arc.

In the empty office, the excited laughter of Kyrlius echoed. Combined with the bloody scene behind him, it forms a dark and terrifying picture.

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The night was as lively as ever, and there was no reduction in the number of adventurers and service personnel of all kinds, so that the town could not tell that it had just experienced a war that almost destroyed the entire town yesterday.

The adventurers are still so unscrupulous, and they are still an important pillar of the Banji economy. So even though many of the indigenous people are still basking in the grief of losing their loved ones and having their homes destroyed, there are still a large number of service places for adventurers that are in operation.

If you don't look at the residential areas where the permanent residents gather, it's as if nothing has happened to Banji.

On this surface, as always, at night. In a gorgeous and simple and elegant villa, it seems to be a little chaotic at this time, and it can even be said that it has completely turned into a riot.

The servants in the villa have completely turned into the thugs like the adventurers of yesterday, frantically looting everything that seems to be more valuable in this villa, and all the maids who are slightly more attractive have become the tools of the deacons and guards to vent.

Terrible screams, painful and seductive cries, beastly and crazy laughter, and a somewhat silly giggle that had become somewhat stupid because of the inability to accept this sudden transformation.

The voices are intertwined in this villa, weaving into a song of despair that can only be heard in hell.

"Where the hell have you been, sir, the great Fisher family still needs you!" This is a very loyal old servant, who seems to be the archdeacon and the grand butler here, and his old face looks a little dying at this time, and it seems that he will not have much life left.

And quickly. Someone shortened his life even further. A noble-looking sword of great magnificence pierced his chest, ending his life while he was still immersed in hesitation and sorrow.

The man holding the sword was also dressed in deacon attire. It's just that it's obviously lower than the old deacon's position. And also much younger. He kicked the old deacon's body out of his sword with a hard kick. Then swing it hard to the side a few times.

After spilling the bright red blood clean, the deacon said, "This old bastard is arguing to death! I've wanted to kill you for a long time, old fellow!"

As he spoke, he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the old butler's corpse, still gasping for a few moments of resentment, and then let the poor old man go.

He looked around and said to himself, "I remember that the maid's room was near here, and her beautiful face, seductive figure, delicate little mouth, and upturned breasts and buttocks really made people drool. I've always wanted to like her before.,But I've been coldly rejected by her.,It seems that this time you can enjoy it.。 ”

As he spoke, the deacon began to fantasize about the good life in the future: "There are so many valuable things that even the black market can buy a large sum of money, and when the time comes, I will spend money to donate a nobleman to another country." And then if the deputy chief is interested, I can't bring her, after all, she is also a rare beauty. ”

The deacon fantasized about the wonderful life in the future, and he didn't notice that it had become quiet behind him, and the bloody smell of the corpses all over the ground did not make the deacon, who had been accustomed to this smell before, realize it at all.

Danger has come.

The unsuspecting deacon was torn in two by a silver bolt in his dream. Severe pain woke him up from his dream, but it was too late.

Even if he desperately tried to find his other half of his body, there was nothing he could do at this time.

The deacon's upper body was writhing wildly, and his hands were waving on the floor, as if he wanted to move forward to escape the murderer behind him, and as if he wanted to turn back and find his lost 'other half'. And his lower body

After a few seconds, he realized that what he had done was in vain, or whether the sharp pain had finally transmitted to his cranial nerves, and in short, he finally woke up from his stupor.

At this time, the deacon suddenly realized something, and screamed in despair and pain: "Ahhh......hhhhh

It wasn't until the blood ran dry that he finally turned around with difficulty. In addition to his still twitching waist down, there was also a priest wearing a black priest's robe, with blonde hair and blood-stained eyes, and a one-handed axe in his hand.

Bright red blood slowly dripped from the silver axe, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

The corners of the priest's black robes were soaked with blood and turned a dark red.

A pair of black leather boots were already stained with blood at this time, as if they were originally blood-red boots.

This is what the deacon sees after his last moment.

Kylelius casually flicked his one-handed axe, looked at the deacon who was still dreaming before he died, and whispered mockingly, "What a fool...... Do they think that they will be easily let go of a nobleman's house by sacking it?

"Even if this nobleman is about to be stripped of his title, but if he does this kind of behavior before the formal deprivation, the entire aristocratic class will not let these people go. I want to flee abroad, but before that happen, I'm already killed by the adventurers who are stimulated by the high bounty. ”

The third is to offer, thank you for your support. (To be continued......)