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"Mandala and Derek can be separated." Andre said lightly, "An executioner who only knows how to pursue the pleasure of killing is not worthy of sitting on the throne. Or, Baron Brandy felt that Delhi at the banquet tonight Gram, enough to guide us all?"

Brandy didn't say a word, but his eyes revealed unwillingness.

Derek is flamboyant, reckless, and brutal.

His tyranny is the bargaining chip for him to ascend the throne, and at the same time, it will also become the scythe to kill him.

There won't be too many people like Brandy in the Mandala Guild, but there won't be too few either.Andre knew the thoughts of this group of blood races too well, so he was very sure that he could persuade Brandy.

"Derek is conceited and brutal. If Mr. Lawrence has the confidence to convince Derek before he snaps your neck, I'm willing to take the risk with you," Brandy said.

"I think your puppet parts are intact, and I didn't miss my word," Andre said. "I said cooperation, not gifts."

"If the baron can't provide any help, I don't think there is any reason for me to go to Derek to die." Andre said quietly, "I need a referrer, a referrer who can help."

Brandy frowned, rubbing his cane repeatedly, hesitating.

Andre went on to say: "Of course, being greedy for life and fearing death is a characteristic of many families. If the baron can't make up his mind, I can take another step back."

Brandy looked up at him.

Andre patted Lyons on the shoulder and said, "My blood slave will replace you. All the baron needs to pay is a title, and..."

"Your puppet."

Brandy always follows Luo Teng behind him. There is no puppet behind the pretended Brandy, so it is impossible to make a real one.

Andre's proposal is seamless and completely beneficial to Brandy.

It wasn't the first time that Brandy had loaned out Roten, so the puppet wasn't a problem at all. All he had to consider was whether to support regicide.

As Andre said, there are now two voices within the Datura Guild, some of whom think they have succeeded.With Prince Derek in front, the treatment of the guild will not be too bad.

And another part of the blood race confirmed that they had gone astray.

Most of these blood clans have families close to them and have a certain status in the blood clan. How could these big families be satisfied with the result of having one more prince to rely on.

Derek won the position of prince and returned home with a lot of rewards, while those families followed suit and did rebellious things, fell into the trap of others, and made wedding dresses for others.

The conflict between Derek and the family has been intensified, and several families have already begun to discuss countermeasures, and Andre's proposal is exactly what they want.

"What's your reward?" Brandy asked sullenly.

"Remuneration?" Andre said with a thoughtful attitude, "This is a gift from me to you all. It is the red wine that was delivered when I knocked on the door. The baron should know it well in return."

Brandy was silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand: "It's a happy cooperation, the matter is settled, and I will send a gift in return."

After that, he said to Luo Teng, "Follow Mr. Lawrence."

Luo Teng nodded, and stood behind Andre without saying a word. The back of his hand was still bleeding, and the sound of ticking echoed continuously in the corridor.

Brandy, seemingly completely oblivious to the compromise of the puppet's "integrity," said to Andre, "What else does Mr. Lawrence need?"

Andre: "God's address, and your set of clothes."

Brandy nodded: "I'll let Luo Teng bring it to you."

After all, he leaned on his crutches and disappeared into the corridor with a "click" and "click".

Luo Teng stepped out from behind Andre, paused for a moment, seemed a little confused, and then left behind Brandy.

When Luo Teng came back, his face had a large red mark, and the left side of his face was swollen.

He held a suit of dress, handed it to Lyons and asked, "Do you want to go to the Almighty now?"

Lyons' gaze paused for a moment on his red and swollen half of his face, and then he looked away again.

Andre looked for a moment between the crumpled viscount's dress on the sofa and the neat and clean baron's clothes in Lyons' hands, frowned, picked up the viscount's clothes and said, "Change."

The closet in the Viscount's room was empty, and this room was obviously not the room where the Viscount usually lived.

After Andre and Lyons changed their clothes, Luo Teng led the way to the room where Derek was.

The basement under the library is vast, with corridors extending in all directions, and there are all kinds of strange formations. Those who are not familiar with this place will get lost if they rush into it rashly.

Luo Teng turned left and right as if carrying a compass, passed countless doors, and finally came to a dead end.

The three walls are all dark red and there is no light. Three people squeezed here to make the space feel overwhelming.

Luo Teng took out a metal medal, with a mandala flower on the front and the family crest of the Brandy family on the back - a puppet without eyes.

The three walls were too dark to see clearly. Luo Teng groped for a moment on the left wall, then pressed down, and a concave mechanism popped out, just enough to put the badge in.

"After the badge is put in, the divine master can observe the scene here." Luo Teng reminded.

Andre nodded, using a simple illusion to change the appearance of himself and Lyons.

Luo Teng waited for the two to finish their preparations, then put down the badge.

A small clump of flames ignited from the middle of the opposite wall, burning like a formation.

The walls slowly disappear, revealing the scene inside.

A bat with a green face and fangs fluttered its wings, and mung bean's big eyes shone with a bloodthirsty light.

It's Derek's bat.

"Who?" asked the bat with its mouth open.

Luo Teng had bowed his head and followed behind Lions, and said expressionlessly: "Brandy, I have something important to discuss with the Almighty."

The bat shook its head left and right, looked at Andre for a moment, and then disappeared into the air with a "bang".

After the bats disappeared, an arched door appeared behind a short, narrow corridor.

Lyons walked in front of Andre and pushed open the door.

"It's so strange that the two of you can get together." Derek's voice sounded mixed with the creaking sound.

Behind the door is an empty hall with towering white stone pillars. On the high platform at the end, a dark red chair stands alone. Accompanying it is an open coffin.

The round glass window is opened directly above, and the moonlight shines brightly, illuminating the high platform.

This is where the Lord of God lives.

Not lewd///misty, not lively, not bloody.

Like a lonely traveler, a rebellious king.It's just a little fake.

"My lord." Reins saluted according to the rules Brandy said, "The Viscount discussed something with me, and I think you should listen to it."

The Brandy family is an old aristocrat in the blood family. Even if it is out of date, it will become more and more decadent. The family heritage is there, so Reins doesn't have to pretend to be too humble.

And Andre buried his head after entering the door, looking timid.

Derek sat in the chair, nailed the carved eagle on the armrest, narrowed his eyes and looked at Andre: "What does the Viscount want to say?"

"My lord, it's... about the blood emperor." Andre was cautious, and he used his eyes to cast "Brandy" halfway, with a guilty look.

"Brandy" leaned on crutches, with thin metal wires covering his hands, and the spectators were generally unresponsive.

Derek seemed to be aroused by this scene, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "What's the matter with the Blood Emperor?"

"You have driven a stake into Andre's chest. Death is just an imminent fact. The throne of prince should belong to you. But the performance of the Blood Emperor today..." Andre bent his waist, only showing his face upward. He looked half-eyed, with a flattering look, "We don't agree with the blood emperor's attitude, this is obviously perfunctory for us!"

Andre: "The current blood race hides behind the dense forest and relies on the blood of wild animals to survive. The nobles hold power, but cower in the darkness timidly. This is not what the blood race should look like at all."

Andre: "The blood race has noble blood, eternal life, and a powerful body, so it should be in control. We have been hiding from the world for so long, so something should change!"

Andre was impassioned, but kept looking at Derek's reaction. His angry words and anxious expression were like a clown crying after a smiling face, which was extremely hypocritical.

"It's been too long." Derek said quietly, but he was looking at "Brandy" standing aside, "Then what do you want to do? Viscount."

Andre swallowed, seeming a little timid: "I...I think the reason why the blood race is what it is today is because of the blood... the blood emperor! Vijorel is cowardly and incompetent, favoring traitors, and will only lead the blood race to perdition .He is not worthy to be the blood emperor at all!"

The smile at the corner of Derek's mouth widened, revealing two sharp fangs, and the moonlight shone from the top of his head, illuminating his tall nose bridge and blood-red pupils.

This is a beast hiding in the dark.

The beast stared at the viscount in the audience, and asked with a smile as if chewing candy, "Then who do you think is suitable to sit on the throne?"

The viscount who made the suggestion was taken aback by his divine master, and his trembling and angry tone was a little uncontrollable.

"Since...it's naturally you. The development of Mandala has grown to a sub-scale, which shows that you have the ability to lead the blood clan and restore the glory..."

The Viscount shut his mouth, because the next king he was talking about raised his palms and stared at Baron Brandy beside him: "These words are not something the Viscount can say."

"A trash who only knows how to play with women and is addicted to sex//// alcoholism, can say this set of rhetoric, if I believe it, I should feed the bats."

The Viscount was trembling with fright at first, but after hearing this passage, he was very angry again, his face turned red and turned pale.

Derek stood up, walked off the high platform, and leaned against "Brandy" intimately, as if he had been a friend for many years: "The baron has heard all these words?"

"The viscount is right." "Brandy" said coldly, "Vijorel has already discovered Mandala, and even if he is given the position of Lord Prince, he will try his best to suppress it. If we don't completely change the blood race, we will Just be Vijorel's dog."

"Brandy" glanced at Derek, the corner of his mouth curled up a little, and then fell down quickly: "Does Master Derek want to see such a situation?"

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