Bright candles, majestic guards, beautiful maids, and countless delicacies all create a picture scroll of a night banquet for aristocrats.
It's just that the expressions on the faces of the people in the picture scroll are a little weird, as if they have heard some extremely horrifying news.
Moreover, their eyes were all focused on Colin, as if they wanted to ask something, but they didn't dare to speak.
Colin picked up the silver flagon on his own, poured himself a glass of red wine, then picked it up gracefully, shook it a few times, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Good wine!"
Earl Morrison finally came back to his senses, forcibly suppressing the anger and doubts in his heart, and asked in a deep voice:
"Count Angelet, Huayu City is the territory of the Morrison family. Why do you let the Blood Cavalry take over?"
"Why?" Colin smiled coldly, clapped his hands, and said, "Bring it up!"
Immediately, four guards carried a long object into the banquet hall.
Everyone quickly cast curious eyes on it, but the thing was covered with a shady curtain, so they couldn't see the truth.
Boom!
The guards erected things in the hall, and then lifted the shady curtain.
Wow—
It was a crystal coffin!
Through the transparent coffin lid, one can clearly see that there is an extremely ugly corpse inside.
Unusual body shape, severe hunchback, thick hands and feet, crooked mouth corners, high cheekbones...
If ugliness is a sin, then the owner of this corpse can be regarded as too difficult to describe.
But immediately, everyone was puzzled, because they didn't know this person at all.
Only Franco's eyes narrowed slightly, as if confirming something, his lips were quietly tightened, and he didn't say anything.
"Count Angelet, who is this man?" Earl Morrison asked patiently.
Colin frowned, and said, "Earl Morrison, isn't your family rich in such deformities? Why, you don't know this one?"
"Count Angelet!" Count Morrison panted heavily, his face flushed red, but he still forced himself to calm down.
No way, the horror of the Blood Cavalry Army has been verified countless times. Now that this terrifying army has entered the city, Earl Morrison naturally knows that his own army cannot compete with it. It is the best result.
Under such circumstances, no matter how rude Earl Angelet said, or even humiliated the Morrison family, Earl Morrison could only endure it forcefully.
"Count Angelet, I have never seen this man before." Earl Morrison gritted his teeth.
Colin smiled faintly and said, "I believe you, Earl Morrison, once you see this ugly face, you will never forget it.
However, just because you haven't seen it, doesn't mean the rest of the Morrison family haven't seen it. "
As he spoke, Colin glanced across the faces of the members of the Morrison family one by one, and asked:
"You don't know this person?"
There was silence.
Countess Nina couldn't help but said, "Count Angelet, who is this man? What crimes did he commit? Why do you think he is from the Morrison family?"
"Mrs. Nina, you just married into the Morrison family. Of course, this matter has nothing to do with you, so just keep quiet."
Nina frowned and was about to speak again when Colin turned to Mrs. Grace and asked:
"Mrs. Grace, you have been married into the Morrison family for more than fifty years. Do you know this person?"
This Mrs. Grace is Earl Morrison's grandmother, also from the St. Hilde family, counting as Vera's aunt.
When the old woman heard Ke Lin's question, some inexplicable expressions flashed in her muddy eyes, which seemed to be guilt, but also seemed to be in disbelief.
"I know him."
Earl Morrison was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Grandmother, who is he?"
With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Grace said in a deep voice, "He is my son and your uncle!"
As soon as this remark came out, the hall suddenly fell silent.
Earl Morrison even screamed, "Grandma! What are you talking about?"
Mrs. Grace ignored Earl Morrison and narrated to herself:
"His name is Horus Morrison. He was congenitally deformed when he was born. The priest said he would not live long. Sure enough, when he was three years old, your grandfather told me that Horus died.
I was not too sad at the time, but happy for him. The world was too cruel for him, and death was a relief.
I didn't expect... he actually... actually grew up so big... "
"Yeah, not only has he grown up so much, but he has also become a powerful mage." Colin then added.
Only then did everyone notice that the corpse was wearing a red mage robe.
Nina walked behind Mrs. Grace, patted the old woman's back lightly, soothing her sadness, and asked:
"Earl Angelet, even if this person is a member of the Morrison family, what crime did he commit that made you come here to question him so much?"
"What's wrong?" Colin said with a chuckle, "Mrs. Grace, it seems that you don't know what this Master Horus has done, do you?"
Mrs. Grace shook her head and said, "What did he do?"
Colin did not answer this question, but asked loudly again: "What? Does anyone else know this Horus mage?"
There was another silence.
Earl Morrison couldn't help saying loudly:
"Earl Angelet, no matter what this person has done, the Morrison family has never been involved in it. You can't come to Phoenix Butterfly Castle to ask questions just because his surname is Morrison!"
"Never participated?" Colin sneered, "What? Everyone pretended not to know this person?"
Earl Morrison drew out his long sword with a choking sound, thrust it hard into the dining table in front of him, and roared:
"Count Angelet, I can swear on my life and the knight's honor that I have never met Master Horus, nor have I participated in any of his plots!"
Colin didn't even look at Earl Morrison, and said coldly, "Are you pretending to be innocent? Do you really think I don't know about the things under the clock tower at the west corner of Phoenix Butterfly Castle?"
"West corner clock tower?"
Everyone in the Morrison family was bewildered.
Only Franco's pupils contracted violently.
But this time, Ke Lin captured this detail.
So, he stood up slowly, walked to Franco, stared at the man who had been paralyzed for most of his life, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency Franco, do you really want me to send troops to tear down that bell tower and let the things underneath be exposed to the world?"
Franco sighed, feeling no luck in his heart, and said:
"Count Angelet, I do know Horus, and I know some of his secrets. However, Earl Morrison and other people in the Phoenix Butterfly Castle really don't know about these things. If you need to be held accountable, all the crimes , I bear it alone."
"You alone?" Colin chuckled, "Is there such a cheap thing?"
Franco's eyes instantly became extremely determined, and he said, "Count Angelet, you should know about [Wildfire], right?"
"certainly."
Franco smiled nervously, and said: "My younger brother Horus is very good at making such dangerous things, and there are hundreds of jars of his masterpiece buried in the basement of the Swallow Butterfly Castle."
Collin narrowed his eyes immediately: "Are you threatening me?"
"No." Franco shook his head slowly, "I'm just advising you not to let this matter affect irrelevant people."
"An irrelevant person?"
"Yes. As I said, I will bear all the guilt!"
(end of this chapter)