What could be more joyful than everything going well
Naturally, while everything is going well, there are also unexpected gains.
Just like Qin Ran at this moment.
The move of the Temple of War God had already been expected by Qin Ran.
Even, he knows a thing or two about how the other party will choose rough methods.
after all…
He had a reliable follower who helped him understand the other party's entire plan, but Viscount Little was a pleasant surprise.
Kieran did not expect that the War God Temple would choose Viscount Little as the target of the disguise.
This is really good news for him.
If he were to attack Viscount Little, it would be too conspicuous.
But if the Temple of War God makes a move...
Everything is interesting.
Thinking of this, Qin Ran directly issued a new order to the upper evil spirit.
'Find the real Viscount Little. '
No more orders.
Kieran knew that the higher level evil spirit would understand what he meant.
As for how to find Viscount Little
The field of vision brought by [Tracking] had already allowed him to pinpoint where the fake Viscount Little came from, and the real Viscount Little would definitely be nearby.
Because, the counterfeit has no more time to settle down with Viscount Little.
As for killing Viscount Little
What the other party plotted was not just a killing.
Or to be precise, he was the only one who was killed, and then he used this as a bargaining chip to trade with Viscount Little.
Suppose he dies.
How angry will Aitandine VI be when he loses his heir
What will the 'Snake School' who has lost its heir do
Viscount Little at that time had no choice at all.
You mean explain
Sometimes, if explanations are useful, there won't be so many killings.
The human heart is complex and unrecognizable.
Therefore, when facing the enemy, Kieran always likes to deal with it in the most direct way.
The long sword passed by Qin Ran's body.
A bright light shone on the long sword.
The dazzling light caused the people around them to close their eyes subconsciously.
Dozens of sword beams shot straight out from the blade, completely cutting the surrounding stone ground within five meters in diameter into pieces, but they didn't hurt Qin Ran at all. Qin Ran was nowhere to be found.
only left
Hiss, hiss!
There were bursts of snake hissing, like the prelude to the appearance of the god of death.
The airflow appeared out of thin air, rotated, and directly enveloped the counterfeit's body.
Stab it!
Clothes were torn at first, followed by flesh and blood, as if invisible snakes in the void were biting each other.
This feeling of hacking into pieces made the counterfeit cry out in pain.
"ah!"
The screams were high-pitched, but stopped abruptly.
A kick hidden in the airflow hit the opponent's head straight.
boom!
Amidst the muffled sound, the impostor swayed like a drunk, staggered a few steps, and then fell to the ground.
Scarlet blood was mixed with crushed brains, flowing out from nostrils, ear holes, and eyes.
Until his death, the impostor's eyes widened.
He admitted that he underestimated the strength of the heirs of the Snake Sect.
But the smile in the eyes of the heir of the Snake Sect just now
As he was dying, the counterfeit looked at the 'Akiko' he arranged, and then he saw the smile in Gino's eyes, which was a carefree and vindictive smile.
It's him? !
It was he who leaked my plans!
The impostor tried to prop himself up and roared loudly.
Unfortunately, the next moment, darkness descended forever.
The counterfeit was silent.
"Your Highness? Your Highness?"
"Are you all right?"
Monte, who had just been thrown out by Kieran, ran back at this moment.
After seeing that Qin Ran was safe and sound, the courtier breathed a sigh of relief, and then, the courtier looked at Viscount Little's remaining entourage and guards with murderous intent.
"Catch them!"
"I want to live!"
Although this close minister wanted to chop these bastards into meat paste, he had to think more for the benefit of his Highness.
Maybe this is an opportunity
Jinchen was thinking.
But Rogert, who had already gone to examine the corpse, confirmed his guess.
The other party is really not Viscount Little.
"Sean?!"
Sivalka called out the opponent's name accurately.
The former deacon of the 'Dark Hall' of the Temple of War frowned.
He thought of some bad rumors about the Temple of War God.
Sanctuary!
It must be the Sanctuary!
Then, Sivalka looked at Qin Ran full of worry.
Qin Ran with a calm face walked to the corpse, picked up the long sword in the opponent's hand, turned around and walked towards the temporary residence of the 'Mist' Church.
He neither ordered anything nor expressed any more.
Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.
No one knows what this Aitantine, the heir of the Snake faction, is thinking.
Shouldn't you be angry when you encounter an assassination
How can it be so peaceful
Everyone is guessing.
But the high-ranking evil spirit who knows everything is busy.
Although my own boss has already informed it of the general scope, but this is the densely populated Fort Altantin with many buildings, and it is not easy to find someone in such a place.
Fortunately, it's fast enough.
After walking through the void and skimming through more than twenty houses, the higher-ranking evil spirit found Viscount Little in the basement of a house.
Viscount Little was not in a good state at this time.
There were many wounds on his body. Although he had been bandaged, blood was still dripping out.
The other party's face was pale and his forehead was hot.
Viscount Little seemed to be a little aware of the appearance of a superior evil spirit in front of the opponent, but he didn't even have the strength to move a single finger, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.
The upper evil spirit couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
It could easily tell that the viscount was ambushed by at least four people, but it was an arrow that made the viscount incapacitated.
Poisoned arrows.
It was precisely because of this arrow that the viscount became a prisoner, and it became so bad.
"My lord heard 'lost'."
"My Lord heard 'doubt'."
"I have come by the will of my Lord."
"Relieve 'confusion' for you."
"To answer your 'doubts'."
The upper evil spirit spoke slowly in the image of Simon.
The voice is gentle and full of love for life.
It stretched out its fingers, and a white radiance enveloped Viscount Little.
…
Coldness permeated his body.
Little never thought he would die under such circumstances.
Yes, die.
He smelled death.
The sword wound was not serious, it was just a skin trauma, but the poisonous arrow began to destroy his vitality.
Maybe it won't be long before I'm a corpse.
Little thought so.
Fear and despair naturally arise from the bottom of my heart.
Who is not afraid of death
Little didn't know.
However, he is afraid of death.
However, what frightened him even more was that his death was so unknown and aggrieved.
What would that guy do with my look
Fear filled with despair, Little began to think at the last moment of his life.
Naturally, he thought of the person who disguised himself as him.
Then
He thought about what his family would suffer because of his death.
I also thought of the decisiveness and cruelty of that majesty.
And the Temple of War!
That's right, the Temple of War God!
A trace of hatred spread from the bottom of Little's heart.
Although the previous ambush surprised him, and those ambushers were careful enough to hide their true skills, but he still found out that these bastards were there.
Temple of War!
In connection with what happened last night, Little quickly deduced the cause and effect.
The Temple of War does not allow the appearance of a powerful royal family.
Especially the royal family, which has many entanglements with demon hunters, is even more unacceptable.
And he
It's just a pond fish that has been affected.
anger!
Unwilling!
Then it rises, but it disappears quickly.
Little knew that these were useless, because he didn't see the situation clearly, so he fell into the situation in front of him, and he couldn't blame others.
Death became the only option.
The cold poured in like a tide.
Little struggled again, but more of a sense of powerlessness.
Just when he was about to give up, a vague voice came from his ear.
The voice was muffled, but warm.
The coldness has dissipated.
In this warmth, he unconsciously began to recall his life.
He thought of the girl in sackcloth that he passed by when he was 16 years old when he was walking in Altantino.
He thought of when he was twenty years old, for the benefit of the family, he had to marry a woman he never knew.
He thought that at the age of twenty-two, in order to conform to the trend of the upper class in Eitandinople, he started to own two qr.
He thought of the 23-year-old, the woman who discovered the contempt and sarcasm when he started raising qr.
He thought of the twenty-five-year-old woman who died in depression after moving back to the old family house.
He thought of the ordeal he suffered when he took QR's child back to the family when he was thirty.
He thought of thirty-three years old...
Life is like a lantern.
whirring and turning.
Everything.
All become illusory.
He felt the warmth.
He seemed to be sixteen again.
Again he saw the girl in the sackcloth.
He burst into tears unconsciously.
He stopped unconsciously.
He opened his mouth and asked.
"Hi, I'm Little, may I know you?"
A polite greeting.
no answer.
Only the girl's smile.
In the sun, so brilliant.
Little stared blankly.
He found out what his previous pursuit was for
Why didn't I find out what I wanted until now.
next moment!
Little opened his eyes.
He saw the superior evil spirit standing in front of him.
"Is it all a dream?"
Little whispered.
"Is it a good dream?"
The upper evil spirit asked back.
"Good dream?"
"Yeah, it's the best dream I've ever had."
"My heart seems to be...alive."
As Little said, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, struggled to get up, knelt down on one knee in front of the superior evil spirit, and said in an unprecedentedly solemn tone, "Little has met the Bishop."