Black Scepter Chapter 78: Can I scold others?

I wanted to explode, but in order to write a graduation thesis, the time is not enough. After writing 3,000 words a day, my brain is messed up. The things written in the manuscript are deleted in half. The first thing to open the word every day is to change it again. Article, to be honest, I have been busy with reading books and charging recently. I hope you will be considerate. Writing books requires inspiration and accumulation. Although it has not reached the point of breaking, but it has been very difficult this week. Thank you for your understanding!

Today is more than 4,000 words. It can be considered as a compensation. It is really impossible to explode the two changes. After the reply on the 12th is over, everything is easy to say.

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The Duke of Acar in the restaurant did not feel like sitting on the needle felt because Ashkandi stayed in the Duke’s Palace. After Morpheus retired, the old housekeeper Palfa brought a not very good news-the remains of the Ashkandi bombing A group of mysterious characters rushed into the scene, killing dozens of guards and carrying out some investigations, and hurriedly left without leaving a corpse, but there is evidence to show that it was the blood.

Needless to say, the explosion during the day is too eye-catching and wants to cover up? There is no problem for the civilians in their own territory, but some people may not be so good at speaking. In fact, the Duke of Acar understands that he can rely on the family resources in his hands to resist the prying eyes of this group of nasty bats. It’s not cost-effective. No one knows that Ashkandi was sealed here for hundreds of years. Otherwise, Mullen would have been razed by the blood of the entire continent. Secondly, the remnants after the explosion have been buried by crushed earth. With most of the exhibits, even if this group of blood people came, they had to dig hard to find the coffin of Ashkandi and determine her identity, but this is basically unrealistic. The deep pit buried all the secrets and wanted to dig It will take at least ten days.

So the guards sent by the Duke in the past were nothing more than smoke bombs, and the appearance of the blood clan just happened to be the bait to eat.

However, he failed to walk back from the dining room to the bedroom. The expected "interference" caused the old Duke to change his pace.

The messenger of the Niyer family visited the Ducal Palace at night.

This level is also the Earl's bloodline and came to the door to ask about José Nière's whereabouts, and Old Palfa took out a box containing Jos's clothing that was also a relic at a very appropriate time. The face is more like eating arsenic. The Duke's subsequent explanations seem to be unwilling to believe, but just leave a sentence like the Japanese leader and spread the bat wings and fly to the sky with the box.

And Old Palfa hadn’t had time to recede, and he caught a glimpse of the big bat that hadn’t gone far, and was suddenly hit by a great force, falling straight from the sky to the ground!

"Some people seem to have a bad temper than me."

The Duke of Acar shook his head and looked at the silent night sky in the distance with a helpless smile.

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The Morpheus stared at the open door with a stunned look, and the hand extended to knock seemed to forget to put it down.

After dinner, Morpheus thought for a long time that he still needs to talk about the contract with this woman who looks normal but is actually not normal. After all, this is the territory of Windsor. You can’t be too cold. "The guests".

It's just that after politely knocking on the door in front of her bedroom, the automatically opened door and the scene displayed inside it are definitely more exciting than Della's dissection of the blood race.

The woman in an evening dress squeezed a heart elegantly, as if it were still beating between the slender fingers, and on the ground beside was a breathless blood family with a pale face and a chest A terrifying hole, the body is withering and decaying at a rapid rate.

Ashkandi looks nothing like the grace of dinner, but he is a ruthless dictator!

"Annoying flies."

The beating heart on her palms dried up with her icy words, and the energy and vitality that the blood tribe relied on for life were exhausted by the dark queen.

Ashkandi with red eyes looked sideways at Morpheus, his fair face showed undisguised disdain, and Morpheus suddenly felt a sudden outburst.

"Lucky man, do you want to overtake Ashcandy on a paper contract?" The proud dark queen no longer looked at Morpheus, her eyes stayed on the side of the oil painting "Our Lady of the Rock" In this role, the face is still beautiful, but it gives people a feeling of refusing to approach. "In my long life, your successful spellcasting may be my biggest shame."

Morpheus swallowed and didn’t know what to say, he felt like he was coming—it wasn’t the right time.

At the moment, Morpheus has no interest in talking. Facing this woman who suddenly seems to be standing in a high position and looking down on him, he has instinctive resistance and suffocation, but he can only take a step and take a step, because he can’t just Leaving in this way, this is the mansion of Windsor, and he is not a lamb arbitrarily slaughtered, even if the other party has terrifying strength.

Thinking of this, Morpheus simply raised his head and said directly: "I only have one question, what will your wake up bring?"

"As you can see, trouble, and a little bloody."

Ashkandi’s eyes are extremely sharp. The staring brought by the **** double pupils makes Morpheus more uncomfortable. Psychological pressure, something that never existed before, makes Morpheus feel oppressed for the first time.

"A little more specific?"

Ashkandi gently lifted Erlang’s legs, but he looked at Morpheus lazily as he looked at the prey, refusing to answer directly.

This is not a joke warning, Morpheus who has experienced this feeling in the jungle can be sure... I have one more nonsense to estimate that the other party may blow up the Duke’s Palace.

The corner of the mouth twitched, knowing that Morpheus, who could not ask anything, was finally politely saying goodbye, and the young back was slightly depressed and irritable.

In the room, silent Ashcandi's gaze rested on the body on the ground, his face like ice.

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The next day.

The unexpected incident last night made the Duke Acar a little caught by surprise. The dispute between the Nier family and the Vienna family was actually not a big deal, but the two guys who died in their duke’s house were not small people, blood of the count Everywhere is a strong man to be valued, but what surprised the Duke the most was the news he received about Constantinople.

The specific inside story of "Angel's Advent" Morpheus is not too clear to his father, but the violent fluctuations shocked the Patriarch of Constantinople Holy Court!

This is a fact that cannot be concealed. The holy impact caused when the Holy Fall even spread to the two neighboring territories, the distance is unimaginable, and this news was naturally transmitted to Constantinople in the first time!

The last recorded "advent" was done by Saint Theresa, but every time this happened there was no happiness and well-being. According to historical records, the pattern of the mainland after three saints in history Will reshuffle in a turbulence that lasts for three to ten years!

Therefore, the violent fluctuations that occurred in Mu Lun immediately attracted the great attention of the Imperial Holy See.

The Royal Palace even specially sent an investigation team for this purpose, in order to confirm the authenticity of Shengjiang—and along with the referee’s squad of judges from the “Sword of Adjudication”, these positions It should be that the combat troops who ruled heretics came to Mulun, and the meaning is naturally not as simple as looking at the scenery.

There are many things the Duke needs to deal with, but it is clear that another person is at the center of this storm.

Morpheus sat alone in the room, staring at the book in front of him in a daze.

Go through all the books I have read and the new book list in front of me, and none of them can be related to the "Dead Sea Contract". After a night of searching, I only found the basic concept of cracking the "contract"-" Forcible cracking of a contract requires a caster with at least twice the original contract's spellcasting level or above to reorganize and crack, but the risk is extremely high."

That is to say, the magician who unlocked the 98-level contract can at least release a spell of nearly two hundred levels-and the highest level of magic recorded is 177th level." "Twilight", only appeared once in the world, but no one witnessed, leaving only a ruin to record the power of this horror spell.

For him, this means that the chance of a magician who can unlock this contract is very small, and it seems that the fate of Ashcandi and the fate of Ashcandi have an unimaginable intersection. God knows what this contract has. With this kind of effectiveness, what kind of vortex will one end up in?

When the door was knocked when distressed, Morpheus raised his head and found that it was the "disaster star" outside the door.

The sun close to noon makes the bedroom bright and unusual, a simple but luxurious single coat, with a strong gas field but a milder and more unusual atmosphere than last night. Ashcandi first looked at the Morpheus at the side of the door, blinked, it seemed After obtaining the right to enter the room, after receiving the Morpheus response, he walked into the house with a cheerful little step, and looked around ————

Morpheus twitching his mouth, where is this murderous werewolf leader? This **** is a noble girl who has never seen anything new!

What's the difference? He frowned deeply.

In order to understand whether the little nun Joan was injured by puppet surgery, Morpheus read a paragraph in the classic "Doll Master", probably talking about the puppet master occasionally creating the same body The tragedy is half-finished after two souls are inserted, and the consequences seem as weird as this Ashcandi!

Morpheus didn’t speak, because the two people in the house did not have any common language at the moment-one is the noble heir, the political emotional intelligence is not high, the strength is not enough to look at, the 15-year-old Maotou boy, and the other is alive A thousand-year-old monster-like character, according to ordinary people's eyes, the only thing she should do is to once again lead the long-lost werewolf to the church and the **** stronghold, setting off a **** storm.

"Angry?"

A very unexpected sentence, Ashcandi even asked Morpheus with a smile on her face, with a touch of sunshine on her face. She likes to lean her head slightly, with a plump and golden ratio figure, enough for any A man wants to burn himself.

This "Ω"-level strong man has a pair of deep black eyes during the daytime, with a slightly pointed jaw. It feels like a young girl under twenty, but that charming eyes make her more The charm of these young women is well deserved.

However, even if the aesthetic view is not deformed, Morpheus is not in a mood to obsess about her and her beautiful imagination. Ashcandi’s offer made him always hesitate under the emotional quotient, and finally said bluntly: "I just want to understand the next How much you will be affected by you, last night did not mean anything."

After finishing this sentence, Morpheus is ready to blow up the bedroom.

"It's really a problem," Ashcandi rolled his eyes carelessly, as if he didn't care about Morpheus's unpleasant conversation with himself last night, but reached out and really counted his enemy and gave the answer: " At least thirteen blood families will make every effort to kill me, and use any means. It seems that there are five Cardinals in Gabriel’s empire that died in my hand... or six? It’s not clear, their heretical verdict may be very good. I hope I go to have a cup of tea, and the Byzantine’s Inquisition should be of the same nature. The new six-pointed star hopes that I will be a gift for them to sacrifice to God?"

No seriousness but spit out a string of words that scared ordinary people. After Ashcandy finished speaking, he walked around in a room full of books and phalanx drawings, and reached for Morpheus. The exquisite sextant on the table seems to be curious about its effect-it seems that this kind of thing was invented after her "sleeping".

However, Morpheus reached out and recorded these names on parchment paper, thinking for a moment, saying: "Is there any?"

That’s why he could ask this sentence without knowing after hearing the enemy’s enemies covering and covering half of the continent~IndoMTL.com~Yes, I want to kill the famous werewolf leaders Heroes of the Road, as well as sissy aristocrats who have read many novels of various empire, and there are many families in the werewolf who want to establish their own portals...I think, they should be counted as bounty hunters of various empire, and want to challenge me And the holy grail knights, big Archmage, blood-striked assassins and so on, can add up to enough legions? "

He lowered his head and continued to break his finger. Ashcandy, who had counted these names, quietly looked up at Morpheus, but found that the wood actually said what he said without saying a word. This guy with no sense of humor is completely helpless.

"It looks like a lot."

The pen in Morpheus does not stop.

"So what?"

Ashkandi is unknown, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Can I scold someone?"

Morpheus put down the quill, picked up the parchment and dried it gently while talking.

"Should a noble be so rude."

"Then I seem to have nothing to say."

He shrugged and pouted.

This answer made Ashkandi stunned, and then laughed without a lady gesture!

Morpheus is noncommittal. She lowered her head and continued to write something on the parchment. Ashcandy, who smiled enough, looked down and was silent—the enemies she listed on the left half of the parchment were densely packed, and Morpheus The current enemy: the solitary Christoph family and several family names that have almost disappeared.

The comparison between the two is as great as the difference between the two.

"Next, I think it's still up to you to help you. It's more appropriate for me to continue to be a noble master, what do you think?"

Morpheus rubbed his temples and had an unusual headache.