Sean von Master walked out of the Supervision Department building with a brisk pace.

He held a kraft paper briefcase in his right hand with a blood-colored "top secret" seal.

The young man was not without showing off his intentions, and he held the document bag in his hand and deliberately turned the word "top secret" outside. Although it was dark and ordinary people could not see clearly what he was holding in his hand, he still did so.

Jumping into the four-wheeled carriage waiting at the entrance of the Supervision Department’s building, Sean proudly shouted to the driver, “Go to Lord Viglar…”

In the carriage, a pale palm stretched out and covered Sean's mouth.

A dagger covered with sharp teeth slashed across Sean's neck.

Sean heard the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the wheat waves, which was the sound of his blood hitting the carriage board.

Sean fell to the ground with his whole body twitching. He stared at the hands beside him, his face was pale, and his throat kept making "cuckoo" sounds.

The man sitting in the coachman's seat stretched half of his body into the carriage: "Viglar's illegitimate son, Sean von Master...identification...clear confirmation."

Sean's eyes widened.

Viglar's illegitimate son?

In front of him, the whole process of living alone mother raising herself since she was a child, then sent herself to the Judicial University smoothly. Finally, the school appointed her and sent her to Viglar to serve as his private secretary.

I always thought that I was a true genius, so I was extremely successful in both my studies and work. I was appreciated by Viglar, and then I rose to prominence. I saw a bright future.

But today... it turns out that everything I have always been proud of is simply because I am Viglar's illegitimate son?

Viglar has never shown it.

My mother has never shown it.

Sean himself...

The boundless darkness enveloped, and Sean lost all consciousness.

In the carriage, a subtle voice of conversation came faintly: "How many more?"

"Kill this... there are three more on the list..."

He was not morally recognized, but he did have certain rights in the unspoken rules of the nobles. Even at an emergency, when Shaun, a half-brother who had the right to inherit the throne, Viglar's youngest son, Donn, was playing cards with several young nobles in one of the young men, winning and losing a little money.

After successfully venting the last three cards in his hand, Tang En wrote a new number on a piece of white paper, and then sighed leisurely.

"I did a pretty job... Isn't it? I have fifty more goldmarks in my pocket money this month."

Several noble young men who lost their pockets rolled their eyes at the same time.

A red-haired young man murmured, "That's our pocket money... Ah, dear Joe, where is he now? I miss him so much... Our shop has been selected and the staff has been trained. As long as he promises our goods arrive... we will have pocket money that is not all."

Tang En put down the banknotes in his hand, gathered the cards, and began to quickly shuffle and split the cards.

"Ah, I know something about this... In the side of Tulum Port, a group of greedy thieves were plundering the wealth there. Joe, who returned to Tulum Port through some wonderful routes, was fighting bloody battles for the benefit of the empire."

Tang En gave the cards, picked up his own cards, frowned and began to sort them out.

He sighed softly: "Based on the news I received..."

A group of noble young men stared at Tang En intently, wanting to get some exciting news from him - Tang En's father Viglar is a close minister of the royal family, and has royal blood, and ranks extremely high in the right to inherit the throne... Tang En's news channels are not comparable to them.

Although he was surprised that Qiao had returned to Tulun Port in such a short time and had already begun to fight with the coalition forces... the aristocratic young men had good psychological endurance, and they knew that the royal family, or some extraordinary forces, did have some means of transcending the world.

In a short period of time, no matter where Joe appears, it is reasonable.

They were looking forward to Don't give them some extraordinarily exciting and interesting news.

"That stinky grandson of the Ice Sea Kingdom, George, and the commander of their local fleet, Dulinde... and several nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom, they... were all killed by Joe."

Tang En shrugged and quietly threw out the shocking news that he had just heard from Viglar.

A group of noble young men opened their eyes wide and held their breath.

"He, he, he...but, I remember, the seven-member committee of Tulum Port, just went to the coalition forces..." A nobleman Qing said in a young voice: "Killing Prince George, this... seems to have broken the rules."

Another noble young man also stuttered: "The lives of nobles cannot be violated...Joe does this..."

Tang En pulled out a pair of cards and threw them on the card table: "Ah, the appearance of things is like this, but according to the news from Tulun Port, the death of those guys should have nothing to do with Qiao... To be precise, Qiao, his family, and the empire were all tricked by a secret organization."

A maid came in and brought new drinks to several noble young men.

Tang En picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and moistened his throat: "The crown prince of the Ice Sea Kingdom was assassinated on the land of the empire by a way that violated the unspoken rules of the nobles... This is not just Joe's trouble... The scale of the war is expanding... Damn, someone is plotting against the entire empire."

Tang En shook his glass and drank the American wine in one go. He raised the glass and shouted: "Cherish the last peace, brothers, maybe this is our last time to gather together... If they insist on expanding the war, then I will apply to my father that I will put on an iron-gray uniform, go to the Lanyin corridor, and fight side by side with my cousin Isaac."

The young nobles were excited by Tang En's words, and they raised their wine glasses one after another, and then they exclaimed at the same time.

Blood kept flowing out of Tang En's nose.

Then, blood began to flow in the corners of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, bright red blood kept flowing out of his ears and his mouth.

Tang En himself was unaware of it. He continued to talk endlessly about his judgment and expectations for the war. After a few words, he fell to the ground without any breath.

The tranquility above Heidra Fort was once again blown up by a sharp police whistle.

Ma Kai from the food street was dismantled and had a very poisonous blade. He completely lost signs of life in just a few breaths.

Sean was assassinated at the entrance of the Supervision Department's building, and blood flowed out of the carriage and was discovered by the guards of the Supervision Department. When Sean was carried out of the carriage, all the rescue was no longer effective.

Tang En was poisoned to death at her friend's house, and the maid who brought drinks to her was arrested, but obviously she had nothing to do with the assassination. The police surrounded the mansion in groups of spies and police, but they were busy for a long time but found nothing.

Hillman, who was filled with black air, and his loyal ministers and generals, had successfully left the Blood Kapok Castle.

They came to the outskirts of Heidra Fort, a historic castle.

A large number of elite warriors wearing black tight leather armor and holding sharp blades guarding the castle. Teams of knights wearing heavy armor and blood-colored cloaks behind them are driving teams of men, women, young and old into the basement of the castle like driving pigs.

In the huge basement, an altar made of white bones has been stained with blood.

On the ground, a huge magic array with a diameter of more than a thousand feet was cast with extremely precious extraordinary metals.

Blood outlined a huge Hydra pattern on the magic circle, and blood flowed in the magic circle, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Groups of men, women, young and old were driven into the basement.

They roared hysterically, roared in panic, cursed in terror, and shouted out their name, identity, and title in a nervous voice, threatening that they would use all their power to retaliate against the bastard who did all this.

The surnames of these guys are all "Heidra Fort", and they are all the royal bloodlines of the Dren Empire.

As mentioned earlier, the two emperors, Tiedu and Doron, as well as the emperor before the Delun Empire, left too many descendants of blood...

Now, almost all of these blood descendants are concentrated here.

Hillman exposed his body, and under his skin, dense black scales kept wriggling, and the scales rubbed against each other, making continuous "cracking" sounds.

On the back of his neck, several fist-sized balls were also squirming slightly.

Occasionally, the meat ball emits black light, and the meat ball becomes translucent. You can vaguely see the vague and visible image similar to the snake's head in the meat ball.

He stood at the top of the altar, overlooking the "men of the tribe" who were crying and shouting, and smiled very ferociously.

"You are really a group of waste food and waste."

"But who has the bloodline that is as noble as me in your body?"

"Then, I will force you to use the waste and let your bloodline make me successful."

Lao Mai and others stood on the edge of the magic circle.

Beside them were several old men in linen robes.

Three of the old men had the cuffs of the Ere Endless Snake badge pattern.

The remaining two old men were wearing light golden masks, and they were filled with a vast and fiery breath like the sun. There was no doubt that they were clergymen of the Golden Oak Church, and they were clergymen with extremely high status.

"I hope the method you provide is useful... This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." An old man wearing a golden mask whispered softly.

"We each get what we need, that's all...so, we will definitely do our best to make the plan develop smoothly." An old man with the El Snake badge on his cuff smiled coldly: "We have done it to the extreme. I hope you don't drag your feet."

Hillman stood on the altar and jumped.

He shouted to Lao Mai and others: "Lao Mai, what are you waiting for? Al's rats, the charlatan of the church, ha, it's time for you to work... No matter why you chose to help me... Since you have done it, let me continue honestly!"

"Come on, sacrifice!"
Chapter completed!