The Dark King

The Mel family.

In a spacious and luxurious room, the Mel family has announced the retirement of the old patriarch. Mel #George is sitting in a chair with a somber expression like water, standing in front of him with two figures of high and low, standing hands down, but in Both Merkenson, who was so flamboyant outside, and Melsha, who was recently recognized as the most outstanding business talent in the aristocracy, were a bit ugly.

"By tomorrow morning, all nobles, knights, and civilians will all know that this damn bitch boy will become the youngest master in the temple!" George's wind-scarred old face, wrinkles as if attached to it Li Jian, his always gentle eyes are extremely sharp at the moment, coldly looking at the slender, delicate and slender Melsaya in front of him. Once upon a time, this was his most proud granddaughter, but now, he is full of disappointment and anger.

"Master Marstar's news is temporarily blocked, so that the members of the consortium can't be known." George stared at Mel Shaya, said: "This matter, you have full authority to manage, it was supposed to be after you entered the consortium The first glorious deed, but you have the resources and contacts of the entire consortium, and even smashed this matter, and even a person with no background and untouchable status can't cope!"

Hearing his suppressed anger, Melsaya bit her lower lip slightly, kneading her skirt gently with her fingers, and said, "Grandpa, everything was planned, and I didn't expect that he was really With such patience, in the short period of time after the creation of the "lightning rod" god, he even made a legendary magic art, which is unpredictable to anyone, and I..."

George patted the palm of his hand fiercely on the table and said angrily: "What are you? You don't know, before he resists, any possibility of strangling him? How can I teach you, face the enemy, must not be soft-hearted, nor Teasing, even if a wounded thin dog is rushed, it will pounce on you in reverse, even if you can't hurt you, it will stain you! You can't even remember this simple reason!"

"And, for seven or eight days outside the giant wall, he cut off all contact with the wall, let you attack, and give all your backs to you, you can’t even put him to death! If you come before he returns, Just let him be infamous, let him be wanted by the military, take out conclusive evidence, and confirm his sins, how dare he show up? What more to submit divine art?"

Mel Shaya was stunned, biting her lip tightly, and said, "Grandpa, I got it wrong, I will take care of it."

"Responsible?" George seemed to hear the biggest joke, but he didn't laugh, his tone was cold and bone-skinned, said: "What can you do with responsibility? Even if he is an ordinary master, it is not you who can be responsible, not to mention he is still the youngest Master, there are infinite possibilities, and he has also created a new divine system. If the new divine system has stood the test of time, do you know what kind of person he will be? To destroy our Mellon consortium, like Killing a mosquito is easy. With just one sentence, all the nobles and all civilians will point the finger at us and cut off all trade. Do you understand?"

Melshaya's face was pale, realizing that things were much more complicated than she had imagined, and she felt more remorse and remorse in her heart. She also looked forward to seeing the teenager look hopelessly helpless, but now it seems that her own Expectations are like irony and jokes.

"Father." Melkenson said: "It's no use to blame Shaya now. This little devil has just become a master. His status is not stable, and there is no time to establish a network. We can only go to black one way now. Going to the frontline battlefield, can we send someone to kill him at the moment of the war, as long as he dies, there will be no honor and no aura."

George glanced at him and sneered, saying, "It can only be done now, but it must be successful, and no failure is allowed. Otherwise, the loss of our Mellon consortium will be inestimable. Don’t forget that there are five more The evil tiger is staring at us."

"I will, I will get through the military department, let the "shadow" mix into his guards, and take advantage of him when he is not ready to kill him, he is only an intermediate hunter, although it is a rare "dread dyer" demon Mark, but the frontal combat power is average, and still a hunter, with the ability of'shadow', to kill him as easy as cutting vegetables."Melkenson said.

George nodded slightly, glanced at Mel Shah, and said: "During this time, you have thought about it, everything in your hands is terminated, and when you reflect on your own mistakes."

Melsaya clenched her fists, clenched her teeth, and bowed her head: "I know, Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"Go." George sneered.

Melsaya felt a pain in her heart and turned and left the room.

After she left, George turned his head and said to Melkenson: "I heard that the old man of Flynn came to negotiate? Huh, let us compensate one million gold coins? Also ceded a giant wall channel? This is to take Our money, and then destroy us, let us paralyze, this old fox, since he broke away from our consortium, is really more and more cunning, I have never seen this old thing thinking so much!"

Melkenson said slowly: "Father, we’ll negotiate with them and allow them. Even if they give them a million dollars, they won’t pose a threat to us, but if we can promise them with this treaty, Maybe it would make them think that we really believed them, and it would be helpful for our assassination when the time comes, and let the old fox spit it out when the little ghost is dead!"

George nodded slightly, "Yes, but it's a little more real."

"Ok."

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After Folin and others left, Du Dean called to Noyce and explained to him that any visits would never be declined.

The fact is that as he expected, in the afternoon, various consortia came to visit one after another, and some wealthy people who did not know where to get the gossip, as well as the cavalier family, also came to give gifts and congratulations.

Du Dian saw endless visitors in the windows on the second floor, with a touch of emotion in his eyes, covering the curtains and continuing his studies.

The next day.

Du Dian read the morning paper, as he expected, he became a master, produced military legendary magic, and the new magic system, covering more than half of the newspaper layout, even in the military newspaper, he also donated to the military for free The story of the legendary divine'steam gun', as the headline report, is the details of last night's Golden Wall War.

However, there was no article in the military newspaper that clarified the previous savage confession. It is obviously too false to publish such a report at this moment.

Du Di'an was very satisfied, and the military department was still very wise.

In addition to the military department, the special report of the temple is even more exaggerated. His reports are completely reported to the massacre. Almost all reports are about Du Dean, including becoming a master, donating magic, and analyzing steam kinetic energy. It also invited the master to come out and explain the advantages and disadvantages of this new kinetic energy. For the war of the Golden Wall, only one report mentioned it.

Du Dian looked at it and smiled slightly. It is estimated that the entire Temple of Elements had already exploded at this moment. Compared with the war, obviously the news of legendary magic and the new masters made these envoys more shocked and excited. I believe that after the newspaper appeared, There should be a lot of people in the temple, and they will be transferred to the study of Qi system magic.

However, most of these people are those who have reached the bottleneck in the original magical system and have stopped, trying to seek new breakthroughs, but they are not very valuable talents.

Du Dian also looked at the reports of other consortiums. Perhaps it was because he sent someone to say hello yesterday. The consortiums also vigorously reported actively. All the newspapers in the six consortiums were all headlined by his news. Even the Mellon Consortium spared no effort to promote his affairs, without any hint of stab or bad hints.

Du Di'an saw this and smiled softly. "It seems that Mr. Fulin's eloquence is good, but it's too late." Then, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and felt something wrong and fainted.