Whoosh! Whoosh!
Kaqi and Guinness climbed down from the barrier and came to Dudian's side. They were surprised when they saw the words written in the sand on the ground. Kaqi stepped forward quickly, raising his foot to wipe it off.
Du Di'an reached out to stop him.
"Huh?" Kaqi looked at him in astonishment.
"I wrote it." Du Dian said, and glanced at the two of them, "Is everything done? Let's go."
Kaqi hurriedly grabbed him, and said: "Are you crazy? This is the Holy See of Light. We killed so many people, and we can still live if we silence them. If the news leaks out, people will know that you did it, no matter you are What kind of envoy is going to die, understand?!"
"Who said I did it?" Du Dian asked back.
Kaqi choked, pointing to the words on the ground, "Didn't you write this yourself? Even if you want to clear yourself of suspicion and deliberately put yourself in the most dangerous position, the Holy See may not believe it! And What do you think they will think when they see your name when they have no idea?"
"Someone will prove it for us." Du Dian said, turned and walked away.
Kaqi was slightly startled, and looked at Guinness.
Guinness's eyes flickered, she shook her head slightly at him, and followed Du Dian.
Kaqi touched the back of his head, a little dazed.
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Dudian Castle.
Many journalists and interviewers from various news agencies were lined up along the spacious and clear river, and they lined up along the path along the river to the gate of the castle, whispering one after another, and it was extremely lively.
"Can't go in!"
"I said you can't enter! Our young master is studying magic arts, who of you dares to trespass on a private mansion, do you want to enter the court?"
In front of the entrance of the castle, Noyce, Sandro, and the four knights brought from Lane Castle stopped at the entrance, blocking the reporters from various news agencies who wanted to break in. The scene was very noisy noisy.
In the castle hall, Flynn sat on a chair and looked out the window from time to time to the distance outside the gate, with a bit of anxiety in his eyes. He had been doing this for two or three days. He was looking forward to sending someone back from the huge wall passage, but waiting again and again, his expectations always came to nothing, and only the noise that made him upset and depressed was left in his ears.
"Patriarch, why don't you go upstairs to rest." Kruen came to Flynn's side, bowed his head and said: "I will notify you when the young master returns."
Flynn withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "I'll wait for him here, you go and help deal with those flies outside."
Kruhn glanced at him, sighed and turned to leave.
After a while, Sandro, who was exhausted at the door, wiped his hot sweat, returned to the hall, sat down on a chair, and kneaded his somewhat sore arms. Jike, who was sitting in the hall next to him, glanced at him cautiously, and muttered: "When will this young master come back? Could it be that he is really like what the newspaper said? If that's the case, shouldn't we give him a back gone?"
When Sandro heard this, he turned his head and glared at him, and shouted: "Shut up, you bastard!"
Jake was startled and shut up hastily. If he was in the past, he would naturally not be afraid of this elder brother, but now because of his mistakes and the decline of the Ryan family, he has been unable to hold his head up.
Sandro glanced at Jike in disgust, and suddenly felt that it was a shame that he had the same father as this man, he stood up, walked to Flynn, bent down and said: "Father, we have been unable to contact like this If he continues to sit and wait to die, he will only allow the Mellon Consortium to attack wantonly, and even if he comes back by then, it may not help the matter."
Fulin glanced at this son, but saw that in just a few days, his temples had already become white, and he felt a pain in his heart, and sighed: "The greatest contribution we can make to him now is to do nothing. When we step out of this castle, we will once again become the target of the Mellon Consortium, twisted into sharp swords by them, and attack him, so we can only wait, as long as the savages don't attack for a day, we still have hope!"
Sandro looked a little sad, and said: "I'm afraid we may not be able to survive until the wildlings attack, but before the wildlings attack, they have already created public opinion in the newspapers, saying that Mr. The permission to sell magic to the savages, so that the savages broke through the King's Fortress that had been defending for many years. The story they made up was true. Many of these civilians believed it to be true, and it was reported in the newspaper of the military department today, The savage they captured confessed a lot of secrets. Moreover, this savage also confessed to Mr. Du and admitted their cooperation with Mr. Du. I believe that Mr. Du would never do such a thing. It must be the Mellon consortium. Framed by the military!"
Fulin smiled wryly, and said, "Who doesn't know such tricks, probably only these kind-hearted civilians don't know."
Sandro said in a low voice: "Fortunately, the Scott Consortium and the Holy See of Light stopped the military's capture. Otherwise, they would not be able to find Mr. Du. It is estimated that the crime will really be carried out. But now the Holy See of Light and the Holy See alone The energy of the Scott Consortium can't resist the rumors that have spread, and I don't know when the military department will send people over again."
"Pray..." Flynn closed his eyes.
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Mellon Consortium, in the council hall.
The current patriarch of the Mel family, Melkensen, sits at the head of the conference table, while on his right sits the patriarch of the Bron family, Srudi. This change has only been changed from more than a month ago. Now the Mel family already has a veto in the consortium, that is, it occupies 51% of the shares, instead of forming a three-legged confrontation with the Bron family and many remaining families as in the past. situation.
This is an extremely heavy loss and blow to the Bron family. That is to say, it is difficult for them to come up with a plan that can be passed by uniting all the remaining families. The entire Mellon consortium has completely become the dominance of the Mel family. , holds absolute executive power.
"Patriarch Kensen, your daughter has just turned sixteen this year. At this age, I don't think I can participate in such a parliament. Don't get me wrong, I am also for the good of Miss Sha Ya. She is so beautiful and intelligent. A girl of this age should stay in the piano room, or go to listen to the music of the white swan." A middle-aged man with a big belly in the council said with a smile.
Melkensen glanced at him with a smile, but before he spoke, Melshaya, who was sitting on his left and facing Srudi on the right, smiled slightly and said: "If a person's talent is judged by age, I would I think it is an extremely failure, not to mention that I am not young, by the way, my piano has passed the sixth level, and I learned it from Teacher Jack in the White Swan, I wonder how your daughter practiced?"
The middle-aged man was not angry at all, he laughed, and said: "How can my little girl compare to you? I just feel sorry for you, who was brought into such an environment by your father at such a young age. This will shatter a beautiful childhood." world, you have to be careful."
"If what's broken is false, then don't worry about it." Melshaya smiled lightly, but her tone was very calm, without any restraint.
Everyone's eyes flickered, quietly observing this girl who rarely came into sight.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Melkensen clapped his hands and said, "According to the information we have inquired, the wildlings will launch an attack within a day or two, and it's time for us to act."
A person sitting next to Srudi said: "Our consortium can actually find out the news of the wildling's military decision?"
Melkensen smiled and said: "As long as you are willing to give money to someone, there is nothing you can't find out. In order to get this news, the loss of people and money for our consortium is not a small amount, but everything is worth it."
The man continued: "In this case, I have a question, and I ask Patriarch Kensen to answer it."