People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

"You're awake. Please come with me. His Majesty the King wants to see you."

The maid who had been standing by him smiled and said to him, and then showed the etiquette of inviting a distinguished guest, inviting him to follow her.

The king wants to see me?

Luo was a little surprised, but didn't think much about it and followed the maid through several corridors in succession.

Along the way, Luo's mind was recalling the exclamation that happened last night.

He only remembered hearing his father's voice, and then he woke up and appeared in the palace.

What happened last night?

"Please go in, His Majesty the King is waiting for you inside."

Arriving in front of a tall and ornate door, the golden-armored guards standing beside it further emphasized the importance of this room.

Go into the room.

Luo saw a teenage boy sitting behind the desk inside, and standing slightly behind him was a young man who was slightly older than the boy and dressed like a servant.

"Your name is Luo, right? I'm sorry, I have to tell you some bad news."

There was a trace of pity on the sunny face of the sitting boy, but he seemed to be very unaccustomed to such an expression, which looked very strange in Luo's eyes.

"Although I have sent Morey to rescue you, I was still a step too late. Unfortunately, your parents died."

"What?" Luo was stunned, and his body seemed to be subconsciously resisting accepting the news: "Disaster...what does it mean?"

"Because your father cured a patient suffering from lead disease, he became so famous that all the patients in the kingdom came here."

"This aroused the dissatisfaction of a doctor, so he hired a killer on the black market and brutally killed your parents."

Swallowed.

Luo's voice was hoarse, his eyes were dull, and he was unwilling to accept the news no matter what.

"I want to go home!"

"I can understand your desire to go back, but we haven't caught the killer yet. It's very likely that the other party will attack you on your way back."

"You will be in danger."

"I don't care! I want to go home!!"

Luo yelled, as if venting his inner sorrow, and Morey, after seeing him losing control of his emotions and running out, wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Wilson.

"Let him go. If you go to his house later, I will send a killer over to deal with him and the matter will be successfully concluded."

"Yes, Master."

Under Wilson's instruction, no one took the initiative to stop Luo along the way.

Trafalgar House.

Bang!

Luo pushed open the door fiercely, and the room was in a mess.

The walls and floor were splattered with blood. Such a bloody scene instantly destroyed the warm memories he had gained from this room.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

With the last glimmer of hope in his heart, Luo roared heartbreakingly.

At this moment, a chill hit him from behind, and Luo suddenly felt like a ghost was coming out of his body, and he jumped up towards the pushed-down sofa in the living room in front of him.

The cold wind that almost pierced his skin caused goosebumps all over his body.

He stood up in embarrassment and turned around, and the gleaming dagger struck at him again. In panic, he picked up small objects such as lamps and cups around him and threw them at the assassin indiscriminately.

In a panic, Luo saw that the assassin was wrapped tightly, with only a narrow scar on the corner of his right eye exposed.

assassin!

Is he the assassin who killed his parents?

Luo roared like an angry beast, his reason was completely overwhelmed by hatred, and he attacked the assassin angrily.

The assassin let out a ferocious laugh, as if to announce that Luo was about to die under his own sword.

Cold light flashed.

The imaginary feeling of the dagger breaking through the muscles was not transmitted to the assassin's hands. Instead, Luo was suddenly riding on his chest like a koala.

Luo opened his bloody mouth and bit the assassin's neck fiercely.

This is where the major arteries of the human body pass.

It was also one of the few major arteries that was not hidden under the protection of bones and muscles. Although Luo's teeth had not been completely replaced, they still pierced it easily.

Blood with a slight rusty taste poured into Luo's mouth. He seemed like a beast that had been thirsty for several days, frantically sucking and swallowing the blood gushing from the assassin's arteries.

Although the assassin has rich experience, he has never seen someone as crazy as Luo who doesn't know everything.

The weight of dozens of kilograms and the kinetic energy of Luo Ganran's sprint made the assassin lose his balance and fall to the ground in an instant. Then the assassin's professionalism allowed the assassin to quickly organize a counterattack. He held the dagger behind his back and was about to stab fiercely. Down.

However, the loss of a large amount of blood caused his muscles to suddenly become weak, and the movements of his hands became much slower as a result.

One step, one step.

It was just a moment's delay, and then the consequences of insufficient blood supply to the brain emerged.

dizzy.

The assassin secretly thought something was wrong, biting the tip of his tongue and trying hard to throw Luo off his body before falling into coma.

Luo was no longer sucking on the wound like a blood-sucking insect. Although his neck was still bleeding, the assassin regained consciousness and the dizziness in his head gradually subsided.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, feeling furious in his heart. He ignored the agreement with Wilson and planned to get rid of this brat, and he held the dagger again.

He wouldn't give the brat the same chance this time.

The dagger flew down into the sky with a cold light.

Falling to the ground, the physical pain seemed to take away the hatred in Luo's heart.

He curled up on the ground, his heart filled with sorrow. After confirming that his parents were dead, he no longer had any fear of death. Death was just a relief for him.

However, Wilson didn't want him to die. Morey rushed over and struck the assassin's dagger hard with his long sword.

The assassin seemed shocked by Morey's appearance. He was stunned for a moment and was about to say something, but Morey didn't give him any chance, and the long sword struck towards the assassin like a gust of wind.

The assassin felt that Morey really wanted to kill him, with a fierce look in his eyes, and then kicked away the coffee table lying on the ground next to him, and all the sword flowers fell on the coffee table like raindrops.

But the assassin behind the coffee table took this opportunity to escape without a trace.

"Luo, are you okay?"

Morey showed a concerned expression that he had tried many times when receiving tourists, but Luo was so determined to die that he didn't care about what was going on in the outside world.

In desperation, Morey could only forcibly pick up Luo and take him back to the palace.

Throwing Luo to the maid again, Morey returned to the king's study with a guilty look on his face.

"Master, I made a mistake and the assassin escaped. However, I brought Luo back."

"Well, the assassin is no longer important. Watch out for Luo and don't let him leave the palace again."

"Yes."