Luo Mu walked to the living room, the dark room did not turn on the light, only the light of the moon shone on the room There was a slight light, Luo Mu walked lightly through the living room to a small balcony, and there was only a small rattan chair in the center of the whole balcony.

But this rattan chair usually Luo Mu can't enjoy it alone, Hanyun will always squeeze together with himself for various jaw-dropping reasons, Luo Mu jumped up lightly from behind the rattan chair, sat on the rattan chair, stretched his hands and feet, stretched his waist greatly, and then took out the cigarette in his pocket, smoked one, and threw it into the air, the cigarette played in the air and then landed accurately on his mouth to hold, the delicate lighter had already burned and waited aside.

Luo Mu took a deep breath, exhaled a long white dragon, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the clean night sky of Herlis, it has been nearly a year since he killed Cold Ridge with his own hands, but Luo Mu did not feel relieved at all, Igniz is like a thick fog that cannot be dissolved, shrouded in the sky over Corvo and even the whole world, Cold Ridge is the culprit who killed his parents, but Luo Mu can see from the soul belonging to Cold Ridge that was taken away by Cassie Opena, in fact, Cold Ridge is just a poor person.

Cold Ridge is hateful, but he is also one of the people who has been changed by this world, but Luo Mu knows that the real culprit who made this world like this is someone else, the tall man who sat quietly on the throne and sneered compassionately, Lucifer.

But Luo Mu knew that he was too weak now, and he couldn't even completely suppress his belief in this man, but Luo Mu knew in his heart that revenge might be the only meaning of his life now.

Luo Mu had to act according to Igniz's instructions, and he had to be even more obedient than others, because Luo Mu knew very well that with his current ability, he was like the weakest ant, and once the other members of Igniz found out about his infidelity, he would be crushed to powder by Igniz's huge chariot in an instant.

And Luo Mu actually faintly felt that Igniz's movements had become faster, he didn't know what Igniz was going to do, but he knew that he had to stop Igniz, if Lucifer controlled the entire Corvo through Ignaiz, Luo Mu would have no chance, so although Luo Mu didn't know how far he could go, he was already ready to give up his life.

Luo Mu knew that he wanted to take revenge on that man, but he had to live now, live, and have hope.

Even the most ordinary politician can see what the reason for tonight's events is, and the forces in the dark don't really care too much about hiding themselves, and everyone can see the eagerness of the people behind all this.

To be able to deliberately put an assassin who doesn't know anything and carries a pistol in his arms at a drinking party of this specification, and can replace Hurlis's security personnel with his own people, this is definitely not something that an ordinary organization can do, and the countless shadows and clues in the darkness seem to have all converged on the most brilliant existence of Hurlis at this moment.

Luo Mu exhaled another puff of smoke and raised his head slightly, as if he could see the glorious city in the middle of the city, the Corvo Palace, through this tall building.

Corvo Palace is actually not big, not like other empires, almost the entire main city is contained by the palace, build extremely high walls, and even strictly prohibit ordinary people from touching within 500 meters, Corvo's palace only occupies about a quarter of Hellis, the four semicircular walls enclose the palace, at this moment the fluorine lamps under the city walls are lit with yellowish lights, the wall decoration is soft and approachable, the huge bauhinia national emblem is printed on the four walls, and it is faintly shining under the illumination of the light.

Corvo's humanistic policy is carried out thoroughly, and even a special day every year allows the public to step into the palace to meet the empress in person, if the opinions put forward can be appreciated by the empress, and even promoted to the knighthood, but at the moment when the empress nods, countless similar stories circulate among Corvo folk, so that when the palace is opened every year, it seems to be another national day of Corvo.

But it would be a big mistake to think that Corvo's slender and friendly walls seemed to fall under the push of the army, regardless of whether the imaginary army could break through the gates of Hurlis, and Adams had said without exaggeration on the day this palace was built, even if this palace was isolated and helpless, he dared to guarantee that even if 100,000 troops surrounded it, he would not be able to move forward, and all the facilities in this palace were completely self-sufficient, and the empress at that time said after reading all the designs of this palace, " Even if the world is apocalyptic, I have the confidence to be safe and sound in my room for another ten years."

The main hall of the palace is very quiet under the night sky at this moment, but it seems that this building also exudes solemn majesty under the influence of these decades, and a conference room at the back of the main hall is still brightly lit, and sitting at the end of the long table in the conference room is the center of Corvo's imperial power, the twenty-year-old Empress, Elizabeth Stephanie.

The conference room was silent, only the luxurious candle flame used for decoration on the side made a slight crackling sound, and looking at the signs of the candle wax flowing, they must have been sitting in this conference room for a long time, in addition to the empress sitting in the middle, there were five people sitting on both sides of the conference room, the man sitting on the left side of the empress had inch hair, his face was full of weathered marks, and his strong body sat on the chair straight, at first glance it was a battle-hardened officer, and sitting on the right hand side of the empress was a woman who was still charming, the woman was about thirty or forty years old, tied her long wavy hair into a bun, revealing a white and slender neck, The woman sat on the high-backed chair very elegantly, but the tiredness of sleeping late still hung on her face, and her well-maintained face also faintly showed a trace of tiredness at the moment.

The officer sat a handsome middle-aged man, the middle-aged man had flaxen-colored slightly curly hair, extremely smooth with mousse, combed to the back of his head, he had the characteristics of a Caucasian face, a high nose, thin lips, a broad white forehead, a middle-aged man with a pair of royal blue eyes, if he were ten years younger, anyone would think that he was a well-known idol singer with countless fans, but now he was sitting in this slightly gloomy conference room at the moment, with both hands flat on his legs, leaning his whole body on the high-backed chair, squinting slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and opposite him sat an old man with a white beardThe old man's age is not small, and the slight brown spots on his face show that he is old, but the old man's white hair is meticulously cared for, the old man supports his chin with both hands, stares at the wall clock on the wall of the conference room, and watches the stopwatch keep walking.

Under the old man's hand sat a person who looked like the youngest person in the room, he was about thirty years old, with two slightly curled mustaches on his slightly pointed face, and a high-brimmed western hat on the table in front of him, but the man was also the least calm in the whole conference room, he frowned slightly, kept looking at the delicate watch on his wrist, and even shook his legs a little restlessly, and kept changing his sitting posture all the time.

If it was usual, someone would have jumped out to accuse him of misconduct, but none of the people sitting in the conference room at the moment were in this mood.

Stephanie is dressed in an off-white casual dress, slightly rubbing her eyebrows and sitting in a high position, inheriting the fine talent of the Elizabethan family, Stephanie has a very elegant appearance, as if her innate leadership and observation skills are also growing with her age, and she is becoming more and more like a real queen.

At this moment, Stephanie could sense the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the conference room, it had been nearly an hour since the appointed time, everyone was actually pretending to be calm at this moment, and everyone present actually knew that the plan had probably failed.

But no one is willing to find out this fact at this time, and can only wait for the moment when everything is settled over there, and the person who came to report pushes open the door of the conference room, which now seems extremely heavy.

Alex could feel as if he was in the center of the whirlpool, although calm, but full of unparalleled pressure, he raised his hand and touched his hair, a rare flash of unwillingness in those royal blue eyes, tonight's plan can almost be said to be carried out by Alex, he walked into this conference room this evening with confidence, and the person he arranged should have come to this conference room an hour ago and report on the achievements that would make him famous.

Alex frowned tightly, Ben Ping's hands on his legs gradually clenched into fists, Barnett, who was sitting next to Alex, felt Alex's resentment, he still valued this Corvo's rising star very much, Alex can be said to be a young magnate pulled up by Barnett, and Alex has never disappointed Barnett, but this time, it may be an exception.

Barnett knew that this setback might be unbearable for anyone, but at this moment he still chose to raise his hand and gently pat Alex on the shoulder, Alex turned his head slightly sideways, and glanced at the generalissimo Corvo, whose prestige in the army was unmatched, Alex's eyes flashed slightly, and he moved his mouth to say something, but finally lowered his head.

Sitting in front of Alex on the right side of Alex, Bichel, who was in a straight suit, had been waiting impatiently, and finally he cleared his throat, glanced at Alex, and said with some schadenfreude, "Your Majesty, with all due respect, Marquis Alex's plan has probably failed, and I don't think we need to wait any longer."

Bichier's arrogance and rudeness are well known throughout the imperial court, but fate has given him a respectable father, Biban, who is the gray-haired old man sitting on his right side, and today Bichier can participate in a secret meeting of this specification is actually completely because of his father, Biban raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Stephanie, Yefna, who was sitting on Stephanie's right hand, showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and he couldn't help showing an indecent expression, and turned his head to look at Stephanie.

The five of them, except Alex, all looked at the empress, and Stephanie could also feel the pressure contained in these four eyes very clearly, they all knew very well that Alex's plan would not be possible to implement without her support, and the hundreds of soul crystals were not a small amount, but Stephanie knew very well that Corvo needed a sharp sword that pierced the dark web, and if he didn't make the slightest move, Corvo's supernatural building would be like a crumbling giant, and he could be strangled at any time and have no chance of life.

Stephanie stopped her fingers, raised her head, and glanced around the five, her eyes lingering on Alex for a few seconds, her voice tired but still with unmistakable majesty at the moment, "Wait"

As the minutes ticked by, Alex's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and Bichel became more and more impatient, until at last the dreary environment was suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door, the footsteps were a little hurried, but the dull sound of the boots hitting the floor was still like a hammer striking on everyone's heart.

The maid waiting outside gently opened the door of the conference room, bowed slightly, and asked, "Your Majesty, Chief Cyril asks to see you."

Stephanie nodded, "Let him in," and the maid stepped out of the way, and a tall officer walked in, first giving a very standard military salute, and then saying something that would make some people happy, and others' hearts finally sink to the bottom.

Cyril's language was concise and powerful, with a distinctly military style "Report to Her Majesty, Field Marshal Barnett, that the plan has failed"