The Dark King

Moments later, Noyce stepped upstairs and said to Du Dean in the room: "Master, dead, the chef who just made your soup committed poison in the kitchen and committed suicide!"

"Take the poison?" Du Dian realized this when he saw Neuss alone upstairs with his hot vision. He was not too surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly, "investigating his identity, the people he has contacted, his Family, his relatives and all others!"

"Yes." Noyce turned away.

Du Di'an looked at the hot soup on the desk, his eyes glowed with cold light. He didn't expect that the Mellon Consortium had not been eradicated by this enemy, so he caused other forces. From the means and intelligence, it was much stronger than the Mellon Consortium. Among the six major consortia, the only person with such intelligence is the Scott Consortium, but the Scott Consortium has no reason to deal with him. If it is not the Scott Consortium, it may be the Dark Holy See or the War Department!

If it is a trade-off, the biggest suspect is the Dark Holy See.

Could it be that the creation of a new legendary magic technique has provoked the Dark Holy See?

"The people who were sent to the military department to assassinate me were not a group, and they did not assist each other. They should be sent by two parties. One of them is mostly the Mellon Consortium, but the other party is likely to be this time. Poison assassinated me!" Du Dean's eyes flashed, his heart was a bit chilly, the enemy was in the dark, he was in the dark, the assassination was unpredictable, even if his physique was several times stronger, if he took some highly toxic drugs, he would still immediately It was fatal, and according to his knowledge in the temple, many highly toxic drugs were even odorless, and it was difficult to detect by ordinary drug identification methods.

The so-called assassination is the use of a hair-sized power to kill a strong man like a cow. This is the charm of assassination. He used to assassinate the deacon of Hollett. He did not expect to become someone else's prey.

"This hunting jungle, I want to see who is the king!" Du Dean rubbed his fingers slightly, a deep cold light flashed in his eyes.

Heavy rain fell down the window.

The heating of the hot soup is visible to the naked eye in the cold wind.

After finishing his left hand, Du Di'an got up and went downstairs to the kitchen. He drove out several of the cooks in the kitchen. He personally selected some fresh ingredients and washed himself to make a bowl of hot soup for his breakfast.

After the hot soup was cooked, Du Dean took it to the table and enjoyed it while watching the military morning newspaper just delivered.

"Oppenro died in the Wall of Gold..."

"The savages break through, where is the commercial area safe?"

"The military will build a second barrier defense line behind the Chiwei River and vow to wipe out the savages in one fell swoop!"

"Mr. Du Dean, the master of magic, personally led twenty elite soldiers, guarded the Scarlet Grand Canyon, fought all night, and beheaded 281 savage cavalry. It was ten times stronger than his own. According to several soldiers, this time The victory over the savages who are ten times stronger in their own strength depends entirely on the archery of Master Du Dean..."

"It is reported that Mr. Du Dean is not only the youngest master of the temple, but also a double legendary master. In addition, he is also a qualified knight. His knighthood is recognized by the knight palace. The following is the master of the knight palace. Interview..."

"Du Di'an, the youngest master of magic in history, won the first battle and captured the savages royal family. He is currently being interrogated in the military's torture room..."

Du Dian glanced at the newspapers from various consortiums, and his own news still occupies nearly half of the page, especially the life of the savage royal family, which is reported in the newspapers of various consortiums. All the newspapers look strange. In addition to the frontline news, he seems to be the only person to be on the news personally, and it also occupies nearly half of the page!

"The name of the master is really good..." Du Dean smiled and put away the newspapers.

"Master, are you still going to the battlefield?" Nicotine said carefully to Du Dean.

Du Dean took a sip of hot soup and said, "Of course, the next time is to follow my new magic and end the war together. Before that, let the Mellon Consortium be buried, which is a bit of an eye."

"Melon Consortium?" Nicotine was stunned.

Du Dian said to him: "What about Father Fulin?"

"Oh, Patriarch Fulin went back to Fort Laine. Didn't the Mellon family ignore the previous arrears and gave the castle to Grandpa Fulin?" Nicotine continued.

Du Di'an nodded slightly and said, "You will write a letter later to inform Master Fulin and ask him to take back his clan and his servants."

"understood."

"In addition, our own servants don't need too much, just recruit a few new ones. Don't spread the things this morning."

Nicotine knew that Du Dian was talking about the previous poisoning, and his face slightly changed, saying: "Master, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me."

Du Dian glanced at him. "Don't have silver 320 here. I know it has nothing to do with you. You can do it well in the future. I won't doubt you casually, but if you are making mistakes, you will not have forgiveness."

Nicotine gave him a peek, and it seemed like he was lying. His heart was slightly relieved, and he said, "Master, I will never be stupid again."

Du Dean waved his hand and told him to step back.

After Nicotine left, Du Dean beckoned to Kruhn and said, "You wrote to Mr. Fulin and asked him to go back to the military department to get Catch and Ginise in my name. Remember, let He borrowed my name and asked for it as a consortium, not because I wanted someone."

"I get it, young master." Kruen promised.

Du Dean rested for a moment and called Redcar outside, saying, "School officer, can you send some people to help me do something?"

Redcar murmured and said, "Master, please."

"Send a few soldiers with better skills and go to the civilian area to pick up a few people." Du Dean said.

"Civilian area?" Redcar saw Dudian's hair color, and there was a trace of enlightenment in his eyes. He even said: "Is the master's relative, this thing is wrapped in me, and will definitely take the savages before they break into the civilian area." Taken over."

"Well, be quick." Du Dean nodded and wrote him the identity of the Jules and his wife. "If they want to bring other people, the number is small, it's up to them."

"Yes." Redcar nodded.

Du Dian watched him leave with a sigh in his eyes, recalling that it was extremely difficult to enter the business district at that time. The door to the rich and the poor was like a giant wall of the sky, making it impossible to cross, but now, he just needs a word, any Civilians can enter the business district without even checking their identities. This is the benefit of a distinguished identity and the power of power. This kind of power cannot be achieved by the hunter by brute force alone. If power cannot reach the first place, it will be nothing and will be suppressed by the rulers at the top of society.