Soul of Negary

"How is it going?" Duran felt bad when he saw Bastanfai returning empty-handed.

Although something is not as important as his son, it is after all the thing that he spent countless efforts to get it, just lost it, he will not be reconciled.

"There are masters behind the kidnappers, at least the top combatants, I'm not very good at helping you with this matter." Bastan Fei said directly: "This time you think you are out of luck."

After talking about Bastan Fay, he left without looking back. This time the matter was originally threatened by the relationship between the two parties. In addition, he wanted to completely control Duran, and he barely agreed to it. There is no known existence, then things can only be done.

As for Duran, he thought he could do anything other than bad luck. He didn't even have the ability to blame Bastanfai, because in the relationship between the two sides, he was on the weak side.

The other party was able to help him once, it was already given face, and he forced it again, the next thing is what he would like to see.

Dulan's face is not very good-looking, but he was relieved. No matter what, as long as Parry could return, it would be fine. Qualifications can be planned in the future, but only the energy and resources before entering.

Catob pushed open the secret door of the basement, pressing his hand on his face, he could see the granulation creeping, and the blood with vitality flowing through the body again, at least making him no longer like a dead person.

He knelt on the ground to cover his mouth and laughed frantically, his expression became twisted and mad, he succeeded, he succeeded in getting the fountain of life from the other party, and became a reserve for ghosts, as long as he found a suitable one He can become a ghost man, and he can master the ordinary power.

After entering the Iron and Steel Age, despite the popularization of the entry-level tactics of mortal power, there are still few people who control mortal power. A fighter who controls mortal power can enjoy the privileges of nobles anywhere, although it cannot be hereditary, and there is no land.

More people have just reached the level of physical exercise this time. They do not have the resources to exchange blood for themselves. So although there are many ways to practice bone forging, most of them have no further possibility.

After laughing wildly, Catob wiped his tears and looked at the box in the corner. There were some traces of lime around him, and a faint smell could be felt.

Catob stood up, opened the door again, lifted the small box, and placed an envelope on it after thinking about it.

...

"Master Lord is here..."

"What should I do?"

"Master Lord..."

The noisy voice made Duran a trance. When the housekeeper notified him, he saw the expression of the housekeeper, and he expected it.

But until now he still feels that everything is dreaming, it seems that everything has become unreal.

Not long ago, he was still showing off his achievements to himself, but why did it become like this.

The crowd parted silently, and Duran saw the small box placed there, and a small purple face with no blood on it stayed in those limes.

Duran fell directly on his feet and sat on the ground, shouting loudly: "This is not my son, my little Parry is not dead, he can't die."

"How could he die!" Duran collapsed, and there was no more decent etiquette for the aristocrat.

Although he said that the man was not his own son, Duran couldn't help but climbed to the front of the small wooden box and hugged the young body out of it. His reason was flying down, and he kept whispering repeatedly. This is not Really.

His belief that his pillar of life has completely collapsed, this time is only one step away from madness.

On one side of the room, Bastan Fei frowned, Duran had completely collapsed, and his plans might have to be changed.

Dulan didn't know when he returned to the city's main palace, and it was unclear who sent him back, but he still held the small body in his arms.

When it's dark,

He felt that he was sober now, and he read the letter with the wooden box. There was nothing more than an apology in it, indicating that Parry was suffocating when he was in the sewer.

"Is this retribution?" Duran remembered the young corpse in the Askin manor again. For his own purpose, he slaughtered all the members of the Askin family, leaving only the dead species of Alem. .

But what he got was nothing but his son's tragic death.

"If this is retribution, it's even crazier." Duran stood up. His body had collapsed long ago. He couldn't have a second son. The Asius family was over, and it was nowhere near.

"Then everything is gone." Duran said as he looked at the butler who came in. The calm and desperate look made the butler tremble.

"Commanded the people on the Eskin Manor to start, my son didn't survive, he survived, this shouldn't be." Duran stood up, stroking the young corpse with his hand, looking extra gentle, and talking with him The tone is so gentle and frightening.

"Got it, sir." The butler said quickly, and he was relieved at the same time. Being able to anger others means that it is still normal. As long as it has passed, Lord Duran will return to normal.

But Duran's next sentence made the housekeeper stunned: "In addition, Little Parry likes to be lively, and send more people to stay with him."

Holding the body, he walked to the tall building of the main palace and looked at the border city. With his eyesight, he could see the people coming and going on the streets, and some of them were making trouble.

Duran turned to look at the butler who followed, "My son is dead, why should they live?"

"Big...Master." The butler shook all over.

"Instruct people to do it, take all the resources out, there are always dead guys who will do these things for bounty, aren't those kidnappers? The house of Ashius is over, butler."

"Understood." The butler walked back with a trembling body. He didn't know what he would do to him if he refused, so he didn't dare to refuse.

Those desperate people who want to become combatants, they are willing to do anything for the sake of resources, killing children, there is no difficulty, as long as they are careful after the revenge, this thing they are familiar with, take resources for a place for an identity, They can live well again.

And the border cities are never short of such desperate men who work in the dark.

Negri and Lanshan were standing behind Duran, but the other party could not see him. He did not express any opinion on this sad massacre. The city was dead every day, and no one could be saved. The only one who can save himself is himself.

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