dhibooks Chapter 21 The noble who came to the door
Chapter 21 The noble who came to the door
"Can you see his face clearly?" Izuna pressed her lips tightly.
The man in the blue uniform beside him shook his head, and said in a thick voice, "No."
"You will never be able to see my face clearly, because your strength will never surpass mine." The man's bloody eyes flashed with the color of blood, as if he wanted to drag him into a hell with no turning back.
Unknowingly, red Bana flowers grew on the edge of the red carpet, growing along both sides of the carpet.That blood color is like the man's unique blood eyes.
Weird and treacherous, those are the whispers of demons; they are the soul-attracting flowers of the underworld, and they are incomparably beautiful and poisonous. Perhaps, that man's face is incomparably beautiful.
The two chairs just appeared behind the two people out of thin air. At this time, they were only about two or three meters away from the man. As long as one person attacked, the other person would definitely be hit, unless that person was stronger than the two saints. The power of superimposing domains is even stronger.
"Please sit down." In the blurred vision, the man seemed to be smiling slightly.
The man in the blue clothes is not polite, and he puts his right leg on his left leg domineeringly [in short, it is Erlang's leg ヽ(▽)ノ], just like the ruler of the world!
Izanashe cleverly hopped his feet back and sat down on the chair with ease, his idyllic appearance remained unchanged.
"Tell me, what is it that takes so much trouble?" The man in blue adjusted his glasses, "The people behind Noble."
"Noble is right, but the people behind the scenes can't afford it. It can be said that there are people above me." The man clenched his hands into balls, his chin was raised, and his smile seemed to be ridiculed and disgusted.
I don't know who his feelings are for, is it himself or the people above him?
He was just a small subordinate, and the people behind the scenes really frightened him.
"Then, sir, you might as well tell me your name." The man's eyes shone brightly.
"Tosdigang, the King of Blue—His Excellency Munakata Reishi." Tosdigan said indifferently, "Well, I came here to give the information privately."
"Why did you do that?" Izuna sat upright, and a strong majesty appeared. At this time, he was Adolf K. Weitzman, the scientist with a genius mind.
"These are just a game." Tosdigan raised his brows, "Ellen William Deman violated my order and fought with the king without permission. I am deeply sorry."
Yes, this game is just a game, whether it is now or in the past, everything is related to the decision of the slate.
And Tostigang's purpose now is to make Shi Ban believe him, so that he can "betray"!He's had enough of that man!
They began with the selection of the Dresden slate and ended with the destruction of the sword of Damocles.
"Does your Excellency treat us as pawns?" The Green King was a little displeased, being controlled like this is really disgusting!
"Don't dare to be, you are the kings elected by Dresden, how dare you?" Tostegan picked off a Bana flower and played with it in his hands.
Such perfunctory words are contempt, contempt for the king!
"Then who asked Ellen William Deman to come?" Izona thought for a while, and finally asked. Since it was against the order, there must be someone behind it.
"It's his will." Tostegan crushed the flower, and then a wisp of fire from his fingertips burned the remaining flower to ashes, "noble is about to be divided into two factions, one will be led by me, and the other will be my boss —that is, the one I hate."
"Come here this time, not only to deliver information, but also to hope that you will stand on my side."
It is the command of the Lord to spread the message to them, but the message of the above few sentences is unknown to his beloved Lord.But how long, noble will split.
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【Somewhere in Germany】
The light in the room is very dim, but it seems to be a big villa, which can be compared to "Scepter4".
"Fei Di Luo Ou, your subordinates have sent a message." The emotionless voice came from nowhere, with a sense of pitch that humans cannot imitate, such indifference.
"Ah, this, I know all about it, Xiaoge." The person named Fideloo seemed to be looking for something, and the answer to the speaker was only vague.
In the dark, the man didn't wrestle, as if the night was his dominant field.
"Ah! I found it!" A happy cry came from the man's mouth.
He walked out into the dim sunlight, and the sunlight fell on something in his hand—it was a scroll.
The scroll is made of parchment, covered with dust, it looks like it has been placed for a long time and has not been touched, very old.
The man's thin lips approached the scroll, and poured out a wisp of air to disperse the dust that fell on it.In sunlight, those dusts are clearly visible.