Duke of Grief

"impossible!"

The silent knight stood up suddenly.

He clenched his fists, and his face was fierce, and he looked like a bitter beast, "Wade Francis, isn't it here?!"

Serrano's teeth and teeth were heard by the Black Dragon, and he didn't even think about it. Cervantes already understood why he was so angry.

"Oh!" Cervantes laughed suddenly. "Lose me, are you so unwilling? Do you want to shirk responsibility to'his' body... Knight, I thought you were a strong man, I didn’t expect that you couldn’t afford to lose that way?”

"you shut up!"

Serrano's eyes were red and his eyes were red, he squeezed his fists, "What do you know... what do you know?!"

As a knight of the Francis family, did he not realize the death of his monarch, the head of the Francis family? How can this happen?

How could he allow this to happen? !

Cervantes looked fierce and stood up from the chair. "It's you who should shut up-where are you supposed to be? What are you doing now? The loser should be obedient, otherwise I will fight Until you are obedient, or understand what I say!"

"Knight, are you going to fight? Continue the battle we just finished?"

A touch of Longwei radiated from the Black Dragon. At this time, there was no weak breath in his body. Although his arms were still in pain, but it was completely okay for fighting!

"Both of you are quiet to me!"

The angry goddess of wealth mobilized the divine power in the temple to confine both the black dragon and Serrano.

Cervantes is already fighting, and Serrano has put his hand on his shield. If she doesn't stop it, her temple can't be kept!

Looking at the nobles who were trembling, Latinia finally understood why Serena would say, "Cervantes always does not let her worry."

Although the key moment is very reliable, but if it is placed in peacetime, this grumpy black dragon can definitely provoke a lot of things-just like it is now.

However, she is more eccentric. Serrano is really imprisoned by her, but Cervantes only needs a little struggle to destroy her imprisonment.

Fortunately, this black dragon is relatively sensible and knows what he did wrong, so he stood there obediently, motionless, as if he was really imprisoned.

This also relieved the goddess of wealth, and then she turned her attention back to those nobles, her eyes sharp and coldly said, "What the **** is going on, tell me what you know! Blame I didn’t remind you that the Masters of the Master Tower have been slaughtered by their superiors-that is, the three masters whom you regarded as the "reliance", and now there are only a few Master Apprentices left. To be honest, It’s up to you to tell lies, anyway, I don’t care too much!"

The nobleman who was originally dissatisfied with the goddess of wealth's use of command tone to them, immediately heard the words of the goddess of wealth, and was immediately frightened by his own speculation.

They didn't know the news at first, after all, this is just what happened. Even if they have intelligence channels to get the news, but even if the information is'urgent', it takes at least half an hour to send them to them. .

They didn't know the news, so they still have something to rely on.

But now it's different. Their'reliance' has disappeared with the escape of those three divisions. The four sets of'killing the gods' have been completely scrapped and there is no possibility of repair.

Moreover, even if it can be repaired, will the goddess of wealth still give them such dangerous things?

The big nobles looked left and right. The big noble who stood just now swallowed and said daringly, "Master Goddess, can you tell me about this matter alone, there are too many people here..."

"Say!"

The goddess of fortune embraced her hands with a strong attitude, "Just say it!"

The great aristocrat glanced at Serrano, who was glaring, and was a little ashamed to speak, but under the watchful eye of the goddess of wealth, he still told the truth.

"Just the night before, His Majesty Wade Francis..." The nobleman took a breath of breath, "The servant was found dead on the bed of'White Gold Rose', but according to our investigation, he was with the Countess Heidel at the time Together...Uh, together, together..."

"and many more!"

The goddess of fortune interrupted him, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Did you just say that Wade Francis was "sick"? How did you get here, it became "dead on the bed of Countess Heidel" Count Gordon, are you cheating me?"

"No no no..."

Earl Gordon panicked and quickly waved his hand to explain: "It's about the reputation of Earl Heidel and his wife. We didn't intend to talk about this in front of others..."

With that, Count Gordon sighed, "But it doesn't matter now-Wade Francis is indeed dead. When he had an affair with the Countess Heidel, he suffered a heart attack because of his obesity, and he died without treatment! Because Wade Francis died, in the afternoon, the Countess Heidel left the'White Gold Rose' in advance. At night, the attendant became suspicious and only then discovered that Wade Francis was dead."

"The servant did not choose to tell anyone else about this, but told Prime Minister Lowe--" Count Gordon glanced at'Prime Lowe'. "We chose to block the news. Lord Serrano was not I live in the palace, so I don’t know about it. After blocking the news, we are preparing to show Wade Francis’s double and arrange a play...but now it seems that it is unnecessary."

It’s a ‘pickled thing’ among nobles!

"What about Earl Heidel and his wife?"

The goddess of wealth glanced at the group of nobles, "The Countess of Heidel is the cousin of Wade Francis, and the Earl of Heidel is the head of the Royal Guards. Why didn't they come?"

"Uh, this..." Earl Gordon expressed hesitation.

The old pope sighed and stepped forward, saying, "My Lord, the Countess Heidel hanged herself at home yesterday... But because you were busy with the "Holy City Relocation" at that time, I was not able to tell you in time You, this is my negligence."

"Ok?"

The goddess of wealth frowned, and suddenly took a deep breath, feeling tired.

"Is there anything else I don't know?"

The goddess of wealth sat back in the chair, closed her eyes, sighed, and said weakly: "If there is, tell me now."

"That's all, Lord Goddess..."

Earl Gordon's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and after being reminded by the old pope, he remembered the ‘Countess Heidel hanged herself’.

"Wade Francis died the day before" has something to do with the "Countess Heidel hanged himself", but it was not enough to attract their attention.

Countess Heidel may have chosen to commit suicide because of ‘fear’ — if there is no such thing as now, there is no such thing as ‘Wade Francis’!

Not only Earl Gordon realized it, but other nobles too.

The three masters slaughtered their masters and ran away from Corton. Wade Francis died the day before. Countess Heidel hanged herself yesterday, plus today’s “This Great Show”—“Wade Francis” 'With the help of the mage in the mage tower~www.NovelMTL.com~ came to attack the temple of wealth with four legends equipped with'arms of gods', with the intention of killing or imprisoning the goddess of wealth, Latina.

There is such an invisible line that connects these seemingly unrelated things together...

"This is a conspiracy! This is a conspiracy against us!"

Earl Gordon was sweating and screamed: "Master Goddess, you must believe us, we don't have any malpractice for you! We can promise you whatever you want, even if you want Mohr The throne doesn’t matter, please, please stay in Mohr! Please, please!"

Earl Gordon knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fear, his body trembling, crying and said: "Please, please be sure to stay in Moore, please--"

"To shut up!"

The old Pope standing aside suddenly broke up, picked up his cane and knocked on Earl Gordon's head.

"You originally drove my Lord out of Moore, but now you are still thinking that your Lord will stay? What a joke?!"