The Dark King

"Master, would you like me to ask a doctor to come over and check your arm?" Kruen looked at Dudian's left arm and was worried.

Du Dian shook his head slightly, "My physical condition is different from the past, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to know, but unfortunately there are no trusted doctors around us. After all, the background is still thin, and I can only lick the wound myself."

Kluhn thought for a while and lowered his voice: "Master, we can go and ask a doctor to come and wait for him to finish the diagnosis, and then secretly kill him, so that it can be kept secret."

Hearing this, Du Dean turned his head to look at him, his eyes flickered, and nodded: "This is a good idea, but killing someone for this is not worth it."

Kruen was stunned, and was a little surprised in his heart. When Guinness wanted to rescue the civilians in the township outside the Wall of Gold, Du Dean just barely agreed that his cold-blooded nature was completely exposed. He didn’t expect to think about a doctor at the moment. Suddenly I felt that I could not understand the teenager who had walked out of the orphanage together and could not guess his true thoughts.

Du Di'an looked at the drizzle outside the window, his thoughts drifted away, after a long time, he seemed to himself to say, "How long has it been raining?"

Kluhn bowed his head and said, "Master, today is the sixth day."

"Is it?" Du Di'an murmured: "This year's monsoon season seems to be much longer than before."

"Yes."

Du Dian sighed silently for a moment, and said lowly: "No matter how heavy the rain will eventually stop, isn't it?"

"Yes, young master."

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New morning newspapers from various newspapers spread throughout the regions.

Sitting in his spacious office, Srudi read through today’s morning paper. When he woke up in the morning, his eyelids were beating. He had a hunch that something big was going to happen today.

After reading the newspapers from the military department, the temple, and the various consortia, his face became deeper and he threw the newspaper on the table. The whole person felt an unprecedented tiredness, rubbing his face with both hands, and the thick black Jianmei was rubbed and deformed. He took a deep breath and spit out hard, turning his head to look at the housekeeper next to him, and slowly said, "Did you say that I did something wrong?"

The butler was slightly startled, thinking for a moment, and carefully said: "Master, what are you referring to?"

Sludi looked at him, but seemed to be thinking about something else, and said, "Did I really stop this teenager from dealing with Nier, did I really make a mistake?"

When the housekeeper woke up, he was a little surprised. He did not expect that in this extraordinary period, the old man would mention this matter, but when he thought of the news in the newspaper, he was relieved in his heart, and he replied after considering: "Master, you just do this A father should have the responsibility. At the beginning, this boy was just a little hunter, and he was born in the civilian area. He had no name, no name, no background. Anyone would do it. Just blame him for his ability. You should give up on your own initiative, wait for your achievements, and then be with the young lady, so as to keep his feelings."

Silent for a moment, slowly said: "But I have read countless people in my life, but I haven't paid attention to observe and understand the people my daughter likes. If I have more contact with him, maybe I can see at that time, What is extraordinary about this teenager is that, after all, the light of genius cannot be concealed."

The housekeeper was startled, and some did not know what to say.

"A business requires careful investigation, combined with the market, megatrends, materials and other aspects to observe." Sludi said to himself: "I have been doing business all my life, the principle is to observe, understand, implement! But This is the most important business, but I did it badly. If I gave the young man some tests and made some requirements, maybe he would let me see his potential at that time."

The housekeeper saw him looking down on the ground, and sighed in his heart, saying: "Master, this thing can't be blamed on you. Anyone can do this. A black-haired barbarian, no matter how hard he tries, he can't become a noble. It can be blamed that he did not show his magical talent at the beginning."

Sludi shook his head slightly and said, "Hair color and identity are all external, and it is the external packaging of a product. We do business by digging out the value of others that are considered worthless, so as to earn The huge profit, if everyone thinks it is valuable, it can't sell the value. Unfortunately, I lacked careful consideration in this matter and lacked respect for Nier, which was covered by his rough and humble external Staying in sight, I don't see that it's wrapped in gold!"

The housekeeper exhorted: "Master, this is the end of the matter, let alone these are useless. Even without him, our family is still prosperous and will still step into the inner wall. Your long-cherished wish will also be realized!"

Sludi's lips touched and said: "You don't understand, you don't understand, the Mellon consortium is over. Do you know why I will withdraw the funds in the consortium during this time and sell the shares, because I know that both the Mellon Consortium and I have gotten into someone who shouldn’t have gotten into it, but I didn’t expect this person to grow so fast, so scary..."

"What?" The housekeeper was shocked. Some of them did not respond, and said in amazement: "Master, the Mellon consortium is going to be over? How, how is it possible, even if this person has become a master of magic, can't treat the Mellon consortium, This……"

"When he escaped from prison, I thought it was just the negligence of the Thorny Flower Prison, but you see the changes in the entire business district and the most common things we heard when we went to various places in this short period of time after his escape. Wrong, it's all about him."

"He was a prisoner a year ago. Today, he is the most ideal lover in the minds of all noble ladies. The son-in-law most wanted by various families. When the war is over, he will also become a hero of all civilians. Do you think all these auras are just coincidences? No, when all coincidences appear together, there must be a reason. When he first escaped from prison, he murdered the deacon of the Tribunal, and when he planted the Milan family, I should have Awake, this is a lunatic, an extremely terrible crazy genius..."

The butler was stunned, and suddenly felt a chill.

At this moment, a maid came running quickly, "Master, there is a general who wants to see you. We can't stop you. We are already waiting for you in the hall."

Sludi was stunned, suddenly thought of something, sighed, got up and sorted the neck tie, the bitterness on his face was swept away, and it seemed that he returned to the giant of the business community in a calm tone, commanding: " Go and entertain me, I will come right away."

"Yes." The maid withdrew.

"Master, is the military looking for you to discuss business with our consortium?" the butler asked curiously as he handed over his coat.

Sludi said indifferently: "You don't need a general to talk about business."

At the same time, in the Mel family, George and Melkenson were discussing things. Suddenly a housekeeper came and hurriedly said: "Master, young master, there is a general outside to see, waiting in the lobby, it seems that the comers are not good."

"Huh?" Melkenson frowned, and said: "Got it, you go down first, we'll come right away."

"Yes."

When the housekeeper retired, Melkenson looked to his thoughtful father and asked: "Father, the military sent a general to come. Isn't our assassination exposed? Shouldn't they, even if they went to check the shadow All the information will not be found on our heads, and I have already prepared for this."

"Go first." George groaned slightly and stood up.

The two left the office and went downstairs to the lobby.

"General Casey, what wind blows you today." Melkenson saw a middle-aged general waiting in the hall and laughed and quickly walked down the stairs to meet him, holding both hands.

The middle-aged general named Casey did not reach out, looking at him and George slowly coming down the stairs behind, and said: "Two, please cooperate, go with me to the military area. This is an arrest warrant. "After that, he raised a paper book in his hand."