They all call me master

Chapter 899 Parade III

The winter feeling that has not yet dissipated, mixed with the spring breeze, passed through the ventilation holes and entered the secret room.

The flame on the candle began to flicker.

The charcoal in the brazier made a crisp crackling sound.

Dieudonné Hamlet picked up a piece of charcoal with a clip and threw it into the brazier. With a bang, the sparks were shaken and rolled up.

Between sparks and ashes.

At this moment, in the eyes of Peter Hamlet, his brother's face became blurred.

But he didn't have the fear or retreat of the past.

Instead, he imitated the appearance of Arthur in his mind, showing a half-smiling expression - he wanted to imitate his father, but the majesty of the old lion really filled the young lion's heart with panic. As long as he thought about it, I just want to tremble and I can't imitate it at all.

Arthur was different.

The old lion's cub's fear of Arthur had already turned into a sense of relief with the signing of each contract.

A kind of solidity with someone on top and a backer behind.

Under this kind of steadiness, the confidence of the old lion and the young lion reached a certain extreme.

It's like the forces acting on each other -

The flames, sparks and ashes that sprang up in the brazier formed a curtain, which not only made it impossible for Pestri to see his brother's face clearly.

Similarly, Dieudonné also felt vague when he looked at his brother.

Especially that kind of confident smile, which made the second son of the old lion feel in a trance——

'when?

At what point did Pestri also have his own power? ’

The second son of the old lion glanced at Sean and Bunt again.

Two Major Arcana-level players, as the second son of the old lion, Dieudonné certainly didn't take them seriously.

However, the second son of the old lion cared about the meaning behind this matter.

In his eyes, Pestri had always been an idle and extremely naive guy.

But this guy actually has a group of subordinates that he doesn't even know about.

That……

Were they all disguises before?

Thinking of this, the old lion's second son began to get nervous.

Because he was not sure how many subordinates his brother had.

At least, it can't be just the two in front of you.

‘These two people should be the most powerful among this group of people!

The truly powerful ones must be hidden in the dark, and the more ordinary ones are also sheltered in the shadows.

Is there at least one 'initiator', six to seven 'Arkana level' people who have mastered extraordinary powers serving Pestri? ’

Following his own habit, the second son of the old lion began to speculate.

And that's what Pestri wanted.

When Arthur lent him Sean and Bunt, the old lion cub thought of how to bluff.

When the smoke and sparks fell and he saw his brother's thinking face clearly, the old lion boy stepped to one side, moved a chair to the opposite side of his brother, sat down directly, and stared at it without blinking. His brother's voice became gentle and calm——

“Originally, I planned to accumulate more strength.

but……

Our Uncle Barrow really caught people off guard. "

When Pestri said this, his eyes narrowed and his voice paused.

Dieudonné heard the anger in his brother's words.

Immediately, the second son of the old lion smiled.

"I should thank our Uncle Barrow, otherwise, I might not be able to see this hidden side of you at all!

Alliance?

I agreed. "

As he spoke, the second son of the old lion never took his eyes off his younger brother.

He looked at the confidence in his brother's eyes and the indifference on his face, and sighed in his heart.

‘As expected of my brother.

He actually deceived my brother and me into running around.

Really thanks to our Uncle Barrow. ’

If the thank you just said was a joke, then at this time Dieudonné really thanked his uncle Barrow.

He couldn't imagine that if it hadn't been for the other party's violent attack, which disrupted Pestri's plan.

So what will the situation be like after his younger brother completely completes the layout.

and……

And his father.

It was with his father's connivance that he completed the seal and enjoyed the qualifications of a 'genius'.

Therefore, he only borrowed Pestri's talent and did not obtain Pestri's talent in a real sense.

This was his promise to his father.

It was also because of this that he was able to complete the seal.

At that time, he felt that this was his father's love for him.

At that time, he only felt that he could become Neiwan's true heir.

At that time, he thought his brother was making a wedding dress for him.

But now?

But he felt that he was his brother's whetstone.

His father may have always valued this younger brother who was not doing his job properly in the eyes of others.

And he and his brother?

Smoke bomb!

Smoke bombs set off by my father.

When he thought of this, Dieudon's heart swelled and his breathing became uneasy.

Immediately, the second son of the old lion lowered his head.

He was hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

Having reached this point, of course he couldn't give up.

Give up everything he has?

Impossible!

Unless his father said such words himself, he would never give up.

‘Wait!

Father suddenly left Neiwan this time, is it not to test the three of us? ’

When this thought suddenly came to him, Dieudonne’s eyes lit up.

The more he thought about it, the more possible it was.

Moreover, his chances were increasing.

Because, Gresa was already dead.

‘Father obviously treated us fairly, or rather, the excellence of the three of us made it difficult for father to choose the heir.

So, he suddenly left Neiwan.

Let us compete on our own. ’

While thinking, Dieudonne confirmed his previous guess.

The blind worship of the old lion made the second son of the old lion believe that this was a test from his father.

Otherwise, it would be Barrow Hamlet?

That was a poor guy who was firmly controlled by his father.

“What should we do about the current situation?”

Dieudonne, who had a guess in his heart, quickly calmed down.

The second son of the old lion looked at his younger brother again.

Bistrie easily heard the temptation in his brother's words.

The old lion's young son was not worried about this.

He had prepared before coming.

No!

To be precise, Arthur had prepared everything for him.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Bistrie said softly-

"A parade from St. Joan of Arc College against Uncle Barrow is about to begin."

Dieudonne's eyes flickered.

The old lion's second son quickly grasped the point.

Then, he asked calmly.

"When?"

"Gather at 9:50 and set off at 10 o'clock.

Less than an hour."

Bistrie replied.