Transcendent Dawn Chapter 561: Replace

Farrell is a glorious and noble surname.

　　

　　 It can be traced back to the beginning of the founding of the Chris Empire. In the genealogy of the Duke of Lionheart, who followed the founding Emperor Caesar, although it has been declining after a long period of time, the highest ranking of the Farrell family is just a small Baron, but due to the advantages of'tradition' and'purity of blood', Baron Gregory Farrell became one of the commanders of the royal court guard.

　　

　　 Although only the outermost door is guarded, it is enough for him to be proud and brag about it.

　　

　　Closed day.

　　

　　 Gregory Farrell and his friends went on a hearty hunt in the outskirts in the cool autumn air, and returned to their villa with the prey.

　　

　　 "Master."

　　

　　 In his fifties, his silver-white hair was meticulously combed, and the butler Renault, wearing a tuxedo with a ponytail behind his head, waited aside, and let the horse boy take the owner's beloved horse.

　　

　　 "Take care of'Lightning', don't forget to feed it eggs at night, tell the groom...If you dare to eat it, I will cut off his hand."

　　

　　 Gregory’s rough voice resounded around: "Renault, take my prey to the kitchen, I want to eat hare meat at night."

　　

　　"Oh yes, sir, how about making your favorite rabbit meat pie?"

　　

　　 Renault calmly stepped forward: "Also... the ‘goods’ that you were optimistic about have arrived."

　　

　　 "Oh?"

　　

　　 Gregory's eyes lit up and he rubbed his palms: "What are you waiting for?"

　　

　　He came to the underground prison, and a smell of suffocation and stench came over his face.

　　

　　 Gregory didn't feel uncomfortable about this, and he quickened his pace and came outside an iron fence.

　　

　　In the prison, a pair of charming sisters are imprisoned. Their hands and feet are tied up, and a cloth strip is stuffed in their mouths. A knot is tied behind their heads to ensure that they will never yell out, and they will also Unable to make any resistance.

　　

　　 "Yes, it's not bad... I am a little looking forward to the evening activities."

　　

　　 Gregory rubbed his fingers and returned to the study.

　　

　　While preparing dinner in the kitchen, he wanted to rest quietly.

　　

　　 "Gregory Farrell!"

　　

　　 A young voice suddenly sounded in the study.

　　

　　 Gregory jumped up from the chair like a cat with blown up hair and stared at the young man who appeared suddenly.

　　

　　 "Who are you? Why do you suddenly appear here?"

　　

　　 Gregory’s muscles swelled suddenly, revealing a steely blue-black luster.

　　

　　"Gregory Farrell! The widower, he has a son and a daughter. He has a cruel personality. He is the umbrella of the gangs in the Sacred slum. He has organized human trafficking activities for many times... Oh, it's still Tier 4 [Berger]!"

　　

　　"You set up casinos, forced gambling debts, blackmailed and kidnapped at the same time... greedily grabbing every gold coin, even if there is blood and tears on it, every pore on your body emits a nasty smell Taste... But, even so, among the people I destroy, you are neither the most evil nor the strongest. You are just a...unlucky ant!"

　　

　　 Sulu said in a calm tone.

　　

　　"Who are you? Those pretentious civilian heroes? Or are you being instigated by someone?"

　　

　　 Gregory snarled loudly, hoping to attract outside attention.

　　

　　 Unfortunately, even if his throat hurts when he shouted, there is still no movement around, as if everyone outside the study was dead.

　　

　　 "No... I didn't come for your crime. I said so, just to find an excuse to run you to death..."

　　

　　Sulu waved his hand flatly.

　　

　　 Near Gregory, a marble sculpture on a support suddenly exploded, and a large number of tentacles spread out from the head of the statue, wrapping him all over.

　　

　　 "No!"

　　

　　 Gregory exclaimed.

　　

　　 but it didn’t work.

　　

　　Even if he was a Tier 4 professional, he couldn't break these tentacles with all his strength. He could only watch them tying his limbs tightly and sending them to Sulu.

　　

　　 "Your identity, everything about you... I took it away!"

　　

　　Sulu reached out his hand, as if grabbing something from him.

　　

　　 This is ‘deprivation’ in the mysterious sense. He has completely taken away the other’s name and identity.

　　

　　 "No!"

　　

　　 Gregory screamed hysterically.

　　

　　 He didn't know what happened, he only felt that he had lost something very important, he even forgot what he was called, as if he had become a superfluous person in the world.

　　

　　 This is the most thorough ‘replacement’.

　　

　　 From now on, even if there are professionals of Tier 5 and Tier 6 for divination, you can only get the information that Sulu is Gregory.

　　

The person next to 　　 was fundamentally denied and replaced.

　　

　　 "Okay, let's leave the waste."

　　

　　Sulu waved his hand in disgust.

　　

　　 Countless tentacles retracted the statue, and the study became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

　　

　　 Sulu didn't change into Gregory's appearance, nor did he change his clothes, so he walked out swaggeringly.

　　

　　Along the way, all the servants saluteed respectfully, and there was nothing unusual.

　　

　　"Master, the rabbit meat pie is not ready yet."

　　

　　Sulu came to the living room and saw Renault step forward to report.

　　

　　 "I don't like rabbit meat, so I will serve dinner directly."

　　

　　Sulu waved his hand.

　　

　　 "Okay." Renault didn't have the slightest doubt. In his impression, Sulu's preferences had replaced the original Gregory's preferences.

　　

　　 "Father!"

　　

At the 　　 dinner, teenage girl Irma put on her skirt and saluted Sulu.

　　

　　 She didn’t think about how this young man could be her father. She only felt that everything was justified: “Also... My brother asked the servant to bring the words back. He participated in club activities at school, and he didn’t come back for a few days. Home."

　　

　　 "That bastard, will cut his living expenses tomorrow."

　　

　　Sulu cut a piece of steak easily.

　　

　　‘Poor brother...’

　　

　　 Elma mumbled silently, but didn't dare to argue with her brother.

　　

　　 In aristocratic families, the authority of the ‘parent’ is very important. Not only her brother, but also her future, who she will marry, is the head of the clan, Gregory, who decides.

　　

　　 The girl’s dinner ended hurriedly because of a worry.

　　

　　Sulu tasted a Sacred dinner with interest and returned to the study.

　　

　　 He sits in a chair, clenches a fist with his right hand, puts his cheek, and beats the tabletop rhythmically with his left knuckle.

　　

　　’Previous divination...Antonio Caesar showed strong anti-divination characteristics~IndoMTL.com~ It is a little hard to explain even with a semi-sacred tool...Unless the gods are covering him! ’

　　

　　‘It’s also right... No matter how arrogant he is, he won’t plan to single out the six Orthodox churches, so he has found supporters among them? ’

　　

　　‘The alliance between the seven gods is not indestructible? Right! If it were really indestructible, there would be no matter for the Church of the Goddess of Light to shift its focus to the Federation! ’

　　

　　‘But the righteous gods don’t want to see newcomers appear. Has the situation changed, or is it due to some other special reason? ’

　　

　　‘All in all, Thackerad must have a good show lately! And there may also be an incarnation of the gods lurking, so I must hide a little bit and find an identity instead. ’

　　

　　The corners of Sulu's mouth slightly evoked.

　　

　　After becoming a god, time is limitless, and he doesn't mind waiting here slowly until the day when the show comes on.