They all call me master

Chapter 916 The Big Secret Ⅱ

Don't chat with people from the 'Blood Clan'.

Because, although they have the same appearance as humans, their hearts are cold.

So, Mrs. Smith said directly——

“This conspiracy arose as early as the Holy Age.

It may even have sprouted during the imperial era.

It is a millennium conspiracy.

The person who designed it was Hohugel.

Of course, this bastard also has many other names. He was a scholar, an adventurer, a bard, and a student of Master Herc.

He also created a "hymn to life" that is called a miracle.

Based on this, the ‘healing technique’ was created.

Likewise, through these two creations, He became the Pope.

The Pope who launched the ‘Expedition to Shadow’.

But none of this matters!

The important thing is that he is the real betrayer, betraying the 'Tower of Mist', betraying the 'Theophat Psychic Order', and even betraying the 'Twilight Order'.

His betrayal left the 'Tower of Mists' in pieces.

His betrayal left the 'Theophat Psychic Order' in ruins.

His betrayal turned the 'Twilight Monastery' into the 'Clock Tower'.

Shadow war!

Holy war!

Seven Years War!

In the three wars he provoked, hundreds of millions of mortals died, and more than a hundred gods died. Among them were great "harvests," "wars," "life," and "deaths."

He collected the uncountable amount of death energy.

Just when everyone thought he would seek the position of 'death', they suddenly realized that he was actually taking this as an opportunity to treat all this as a performance and rush towards one of the highest original sins, 'deception', but it was a pity. Unfortunately, your fathers stopped him - the Blood Marquis!

The Blood Marquis, who coveted those dead spirits, chose to take risks.

The Blood Marquis succeeded and failed.

He didn't get the 'cheat' he deserved.

He had no choice but to choose 'death' overnight.

The Blood Marquis, who had always been seeking 'death', had no choice but to choose 'blood'.

Not willing to give in!

They become them.

But they were unwilling to do so.

‘Death’ wants to come back, and I’m just the innocent one being coerced.

And you are considered by Him to be part of the ‘blood’.

What are you going to do? "

After saying that, Mrs. Smith disappeared without waiting for the 'Bloodspawn' to ask.

She had fulfilled her contract.

As for more?

She didn't plan to tell the other party.

The 'Descendants of Blood' are descendants of the 'Blood Clan', and she knows these guys' noses very well. They have a more terrifying sense of smell than a dog's nose - although she is not sure whether they can find it in such a short period of time. She, but she didn't dare to take the risk.

After all, she is no longer alone.

The 'Descendant of Blood' looked at the ripples still rippling in the pool and whispered -

"Sure enough, you were also deceived?"

This kind of whispering to himself is completely Arthur digging a hole.

He is digging a hole for those who can use 'time' to watch this scene.

In the Storm Hotel, watching the sky completely darken and sensing Mrs. Smith retracting those small drops of water, Arthur rolled over from the bed.

He stretched -

"Ah, I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time."

Arthur opened his mouth and let out a long breath, while looking at Malinda.

Malinda wants to wake up earlier.

But the lady sat there thinking.

The whole process was a bit uneasy.

After all, it was too much for this woman not to be able to smoke her pipe while she was thinking.

"You've been too tired these days.

Need some food? "

Malinda asked.

With that said, Malinda pushed the food plate to Arthur - it was a wooden tray with two one-pound pieces of bran bread on it, and a small plate of lettuce leaves. The seasoning was salt. Nothing else.

This was the day's food for two people delivered to them by the hotel just after dark.

According to the waiter's original words, they were in unprecedented chaos and had to save food. There was only so much available for one day.

It would obviously be more convincing if the other party didn't smell like barbecue when he said these words.

At that time Malinda asked where the soup was?

The waiter pointed to the bathroom faucet.

The answer is self-evident.

In response, Malinda cursed loudly in her heart.

She vowed that when this incident was over, she would teach him a lesson - because the waiter had evil intentions.

The waiter was not just trying to tease her while talking.

The malice in his eyes was even more obvious.

It was obvious that this waiter not only wanted to take advantage of others, but also wanted a little more.

For example: murder for money.

Normally, no one would dare to do this.

But in times of chaos like this, who cares.

As long as you do it properly, everything will be perfect.

In fact, Malinda has already guessed that those guys might deliberately attract the guys outside, create chaos, and then make a lot of money.

"certainly."

Arthur said, but put the bread into the ring.

It’s not that I’m not hungry.

It’s not that I don’t want to eat it.

But can't eat it.

That bread was drugged.

If you eat it, you will fall asleep.

Therefore, what Melinda guessed, Arthur also guessed.

Moreover, Arthur could guess that these guys couldn't wait - they not only targeted the guests in his hotel, but also the people outside.

Arthur shrugged his shoulders.

He was a young, honest, simple and kind psychic.

What bad intentions did he have?

So -

"Kulich, Kili, deal with them."

Arthur whispered.

The two death hounds in the shadows immediately started to act.

They like this kind of action.

Although it can't even be considered a warm-up.

But this kind of hunting feeling makes them feel physically and mentally happy.

Of course, the joy of the death hounds is usually accompanied by the wailing of life -

Ah!

The screams appeared in the hotel.

Arthur put on a black coat.

Ah!

Amid the louder screams, Melinda smiled and put a bowler hat on Arthur.

Ah!

With another trembling scream, Melinda handed Arthur a cane.

"Send those bad guys nearby to where they should go.

And...

Pay attention to your table manners."

Arthur whispered.

Then, he waved to Melinda.

Then, he climbed out of the window and jumped down.

Soon, Arthur's figure blended into the night.

But the screams did not stop.

Not Kuliqi, Keely.

The two death hounds who remembered their master's words followed the table manners. They attacked in a more concealed posture without making any sound, like silent death, harvesting the lives of those guys with bad intentions.

Those screams were made by those who took advantage of the fire.

Of course, there were also many guys who were misled.

At least, Acker did it three times.

Listening to such screams, Acker commented that he deserved it.

Then——

The ‘Lord of Blood’ paused.

“Come out!”