On October 19, 1379, the early morning of the Glory of Medland.

Seajac put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the gorgeously furnished study beside him, and subconsciously curled his lips.

He stood up, pressed and pressed every part of a bookshelf with his hands and feet, and gently pulled several books outwards.

The study was quiet and there was no movement.

Seajac sighed and shook his head gently.

With the eyesight and experience of being an intelligence leader in Tulun Port for so many years, this bookshelves and several books on the bookshelf must be strange. In this completely closed study room without even a window, there is an organic secret passage.

However, the mechanism was locked and Seajac found the mechanism, but could not open the secret passage.

As for the violence to break it out?

Shaking his head, Seajac muttered in a low voice: "What a pity, Lilith... hasn't used it yet, she died like this... Can't these damn guys be gentler if they start to do it? What a beautiful girl!"

Back to the chair behind the desk, Seajac stood on the desk with both hands, his palms supported his chin, and frowned and looked at the candlelight swaying slightly on the candlestick.

He has been hiding in this study for many days.

Judging from the candlelight on this candlestick, this study is located underground. Although the ventilation facilities are well done, the air transmitted through the long pipes is still very different from the real fresh air.

Seajac once had a full-blown youth. When he was young, he was also an intelligence elite who had experienced abroad. He was imprisoned, tortured, and did many shameful black jobs.

His abilities and experience are much stronger than those imagined and estimated by outsiders.

This fully enclosed study room located underground cannot hold Seajac... Even if the group of heresies attacked the train at the train station, if Seajac really wants to resist, they will not be able to bring him here.

But, the people behind the heretics...

"I was careless for a moment, and I fell into trouble when I got old." Seajac gritted his teeth, gently rubbed the beard on his lips with his thumb, and his smile became extremely strange: "At a young age, I have such a mental method. Can I say that I am really a little bastard with that bloodline?"

"Maybe, you really can succeed... Well, then, poor old Seajac, naturally, can only obey you."

Sighing his lips, Seajack muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I don't have much loss, right? Now I should be... a martyr of the empire? The old immortals in the noble house are probably considering my honorary title and the rewards to Shaudick and Dom?"

"I have been born and died for the empire, and I have worked hard for my life. I will work hard for the rest of my life... The grade of honor should not be low, and the rewards will not be small. After all, I am dead."

"It's a pity that things happened too suddenly. Otherwise, someone should have been arranged to kill Shaudick... Your dear old father is dead, why are you still alive? Think about it, the family property I have accumulated throughout my life and the rewards I have after death may fall on this little bastard, which is really annoying."

"But when I go out... I can kill him... my wealth can only be enjoyed by my own son... But in this way, I will kill all the sons and daughters of Shaudick?"

"Okay, okay, to be honest, I have a little relationship with them, really... But Dom is my own son... property, of course I have to leave it to my own son... So, Shaudick, and my grandchildren, you can only die."

Seac muttered a few words, picked up the teacup and put it to his mouth.

There was no drop of water in the cup, and he picked up the teapot in front of him and shook it. The tea in the teapot was already drunk completely.

Seajac cursed and pulled a hanging silk ribbon next to the desk with force.

After about five or six minutes, a row of bookshelf slid silently in the corner of the study. A female servant with an exposed dress, a red face, a blunt and heavy breath staggered in and smiled at Seac: "Master, what do you need?"

Seajac glanced fiercely at a large piece of skin exposed by the waitress, and pretended to be graceful and shook the teapot on her hand.

The waitress smiled and threw a charming look at Sejac, walked to the desk, picked up the teapot, and walked out with a staggering pace. After a while, the waitress brought in another pot of hot tea and two snacks, and then walked out with a swaying figure.

The bookshelf closed silently again.

Seajac curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I'm really unreliable to pick up my little bastard. What is he doing outside? Teasing the waitress in the middle of the night?"

Seajac took out his pocket watch, opened it with a tingling sound, and glanced at the time.

"And, this girl has the smell of the 'Five Colors Tongshen San's Spoon' from Donglu... Well, the energetic young man doesn't do good things in the middle of the night." Seajac murmured in a low voice: "So, is this a playboy? No wonder he was controlled by that person and sent to pick me up..."

Seajac glanced at the hot tea he had just delivered, shook his head, stood up, and turned to behind a bookshelf behind him.

Two small beds were placed side by side here, one of which was on the bed, and Rafa, who was stiff all over his body, was lying expressionlessly. Black bone needles were inserted densely on the joints of the limbs and meridian nodes.

A trace of twisted black gas circling and entangling the bone needle, and occasionally a shrill cry of unjust souls came from the bone needle.

Rafa's whole body was stiff and unable to move, and even his eyelids could not move at all.

Seeing Seajac coming, a trace of anger flashed in Rafa's eyes. A light golden light flashed through his pupils. The bone needle on his body immediately trembled violently. With the harsh sound of bone friction, the bone needle slowly penetrated into Rafa's body a little bit.

In Rafa's pores, cold sweat kept coming out, making his thin white cloth robe soaked.

Seajac walked to Rafa with a smile, then stretched out his skin folds, his hands covered with old-spots, gently stroked Rafa's body.

From head to toe, Seajac slowly stroked Rafa’s knotted muscles and his young and strong body.

With his fingers gently pressed the raised muscles on Rafa's body, Seajack whispered: "Young, it's great...but this body will belong to me soon, dear Lord Rafa."

"I didn't expect that that person actually had such a wonderful idea... But when I heard this news, I was very happy... As long as there were enough souls as sacrifices, I could ask the indescribable supreme existence to take action and let us exchange a body!"

Seajac's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Rafa excitedly and urgently: "When I have your body... maybe, I will use your identity to go shopping in Daboku?"

"Ha, I have always wanted to know that, as you, would I surrender if I made certain requests to those holy and beautiful nuns?" Seajac's eyes were like fire, staring straight at Rafa's fire-breathing pupils.

"Of course, I'm not very interested in the nuns...but those young and handsome guys in the Holy Court, haha!" Seajac patted Rafa's cheek hard and muttered softly: "Those guys, they're trying to find a way to collect the souls... I can't wait."

Seajac tilted his head and suddenly asked, "They are people from the Hill Church... When I saw them, I smelled the stench on them... They are people from the Hill Church, heresy, absolutely heresy, absolutely evil, terrifying bastard..."

"But it doesn't matter... As long as I can benefit me, I can cooperate with anyone."

Seajac looked at Rafa with a smile: "Youth, health, abundant energy, powerful strength... Ah, ah, I'm really a little excited when I think of your perfect body, which will belong to me immediately..."

Humming gently, Seajac took ballet steps lightly in the small space. Obviously, he was in a good mood, very good.

Then, a faint explosion came.

Because the study room is located underground, the entire study room trembled slightly, and the teapot lid on the desk trembled, making a crisp impact sound.

In the ventilation hole, a slight breeze blew in, causing the candlelight in the study to sway gently.

"What's going on?" Seajac's face suddenly tensed, and he murmured: "This sound is quite loud."

With his palm flipped, Seajac had a snake-shaped poisonous dagger in his hand. He walked gently to the bookshelf where the waitress had just arrived, listening to the movement outside.

There should be a long corridor behind the bookshelf, with blurry music and vocals coming.

Seajac's ears were shaking slightly. He held his breath and gradually wriggling black shadows appeared on his body. A slight "hissing" sound came from the void. Seajac's body gradually turned into a sticky shadow, and black mist quietly emerged beside his body.

"No, no, no, something bad happened." Seajac's heart beat violently, and he murmured in a low voice: "No, no, no, someone is going to cause trouble for me... Damn... I hate this dangerous feeling..."

"Unfortunate little guy, thank you for your care these days...but... Old Seajac would not put his life in the hands of others."

Seajac had a gloomy face, and quickly walked to the bookshelf, wrapped Rafa with a sheet, and quickly tied Rafa behind him. A faint black mist quickly spread across Rafa, wrapping him and Seajac together.

Then Seajac walked to the bookshelf he had just tried, took a deep breath, and gently stroked the dagger with his right hand and cut a gap into the steel plate half a foot thick behind the bookshelf.

In just a few breaths, Seajac completely shattered the bookshelf in front of him, revealing a ten-foot-high and five-foot-wide secret door behind him. The cool wind blew out of the secret door, carrying a wet earthy smell.

"Old Seajac is leaving...ah..."

Seajac rushed back to the study, grabbed the sterling silver candlestick weighing more than twenty pounds on the desk, and rubbed the candlestick into a round silver ingot as if rubbing mud with his hands.

“The travel fee is not less.”
Chapter completed!