The Dark King

Boom Boom Boom!

Boom Boom Boom!!

There was a quick knock outside the door.

Melanson, tired and dizzy, heard this short voice, his brain was aching, his eyelids were not open, and he frowned instinctively, and returned to the consortium last night to draw several large families. He was at the banquet. I went to bed late at night and drank a lot of alcohol. Although I drank the hangover medicine afterwards, I was still a little uncomfortable because of the stamina of the alcohol. At this moment, I heard this violent voice, and I couldn't tell the irritability in my heart.

He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing, knowing that he could knock on the door so hurriedly, something must have happened.

Sitting up from the bed, he raised his hand slightly, and the maid next to him handed him the warm and wet towels he had prepared. He wiped his face and breathed lightly, saying, "Is it Shaya, come in."

The maid at the door pulled the door back, and the door was suddenly pushed open. Melsaya rushed in and saw a tired father sitting on the bed, slightly startled, a trace of guilt flashed in his heart, But still said quickly: "Father, what a big deal!"

"Speak slowly." Melkenson's face sank slightly, stood up, and the maid next to him immediately stepped forward to wait to dress.

Melshah quickly handed out the newspaper in her hand and said, "Father, look."

Melkenson took the newspaper and swept it, and suddenly saw the striking question above. Suddenly, he still had a bit tired face before, suddenly stunned, and stood on the spot like a lightning strike.

Melsaya did not expect that his father, who had always been calm, had a greater reaction than his own, and he was shocked. There was some nervousness and anxiety in his heart, saying: "Father, would you have someone to do this? If not, , You said that with that boy’s insidious personality, would this matter be discredited to our heads?"

Melkenson gradually recovered, and even said: "Lord Cohen is here, let him come to see me."

"Lon Cohen command?" Mel Shaya was a little dazed, suddenly thought of something, his face changed, said: "Father, should, shouldn't it be..."

Melkenson interrupted her rudely, "I ask you if he is there?"

"I, I'll ask the housekeeper." Melsaya was startled, and her father had never been so fierce since her childhood, even if she had made mistakes before, screwing up a family list worth 100,000 gold coins. At that time, she did not say a word about her, and even comforted her, but she also realized the seriousness of the incident and immediately turned around and ran out.

After a moment, Melshaya returned pale, and said: "Father, Commander Runcorn... is not here."

Melkenson had just put on his clothes and heard his eyes black, his body shook, and he almost fainted.

"Father, father, is this really done by the leader of Runcorn?" Melsaya's lips quivered slightly, and said: "Why, did you send it, if it was him, the newspaper said, the murderer The assassination failed and was killed by his slain. This, sooner or later, will investigate our head..."

Melkenson stood staring blankly, his head buzzing, he could not hear what his daughter was saying, he was desperately enveloped in his heart, he had fallen many times in his life, but he had never planted such a big heel!

"Lon Cohen betrayed me? No, he wouldn't betray me. If it was really bought, now his life is lost. What's the use of extra money..." Melkenson's thoughts gradually recovered, My mind became clearer and clearer, and suddenly I wanted to understand what was going on. The thief shouted to catch the thief. It was just such a simple method that he got involved!!

His fists clenched tightly, trembling slightly with too much force, and his nails fell deep into his palms unconsciously.

While allowing Runcorn to pass, he considered this, but did not carefully consider it. After all, with the strength of Runcorn, there are not many people who want to keep him in this outer wall area, and even more people want to assassinate him. Less, otherwise he would not be able to serve as a knight commander, defending their Mel family for so many years.

Moreover, he understands the strength of the servants around Du Dean. Only two of them are a threat to Runcorn. Dudean was released on bail from the Thorns Flower Prison. However, even if he doesn’t surpass the two, he can control himself. The security retreat, which would have killed him directly in Dudean's castle, can only explain that the other party had ambushed the trap from the beginning, waiting for him to come to the door.

The so-called buying is just a guise.

He also tried to take this opportunity for Runcorn to get rid of Du Dean, even if it could not be removed, he could also take this opportunity to elicit important messages from Du Dean to deal with them, so as to fight back, which is a dead move Be directly general!

"Father, father!" Melsaya shouted when he saw him fascinated.

Melkenson took a deep breath and said to her: "Don't tell your grandpa about this, he can't stand the blow. In addition, you immediately call back Melk and Myers and let everyone come, Prepare to hold a family meeting and transfer funds, be sure to hurry up!"

Melshaya was shocked and said, "Father, what do you say? Transfer funds? You, do you want to..."

"Yes, the Mel family is finished." Melkenson's eyes showed Sen Han's killing intentions, said: "But it will not die out, and one day, we will rise again, and now must be at a minimum. ,Reduce losses."

Mel Shaya only felt five thunders and some ignorance. In her mind, the Mel family who was unknown in the business district, just like the nobles in the nobles, high up, had always only looked down at people with low eyes, but now, they said they were going to die Anymore?The Meir family, who has stood on the top floor for decades, should be glorious and gloomy overnight?

"Father!" Melshaya looked at Melkenson unacceptably and said, "It's just an assassination. Let's just cram some money into the trial, but don't give them more. Give them ten times the money and let them It’s okay to just keep your eyes closed. If you divest, our Mel family will turn over again in the future. It’s too difficult. I don’t believe that he is a master who has just been promoted. What about the command? Let’s just say, this is what Runcorn has done by himself, what does it have to do with us?"

Melkenson frowned, shouting: "Bullshit! Losing is losing. This is because we are too weak against our enemies. We have repeatedly let him take advantage of the loopholes. Now we can't rely on money. Recovered, assassination of the master, such a thing will shock the bright Holy See, according to the law agreed with them by the court, they have the right to send people to participate in the investigation of the court!"

"The Bright Holy See is short, and he will definitely follow the kid's instructions and splash dirty water on us. There is no hope. The only hope now is to rise again in the future!"

"But, but..." Melsaya felt a pain in her heart and could not accept such a blow. She wanted to be as cute and mischievous as the ordinary noble lady of the same age, but she still couldn't say something, but just let her accept this Ruthless reality, too cruel to bear.

"Go!" Melkenson rebuked.

Melshaya bit her lip, tears flowing from her crystal-shiny eyes, and fell down on Jiao's beautiful cheeks. She reached out and wiped her, covered her lips and turned and ran out.

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On the second floor, in the study.

"The word is wrong, copy it a hundred times." Du Dean threw the small book in his hand back to the boy, who was Gabriel he brought back, said: "Not only to read, but also to write, knowledge More useful than swords, you know?"

Gabriel bowed his head and said, "Got it, young master."

Du Dean nodded slightly, "Go."

Gabriel turned and left with his little book. Behind his figure, a small house made of countless small blocks was placed on the table. The little girl Hertheka was lying on the table, carefully with his hands. Stacked on the roof, a turquoise hair lined the small face, as cute as a porcelain doll.

Du Dean got up, sat down on the desk, smiled slightly, and said, "What is this?"

Hertheka felt a little cowardly to him, his body shrank, and said, "It's a house."

"Do you like such a house?"

"like."

Du Dian smiled slightly, stretched his finger at the bottom of the house, flicked a block, and pushed the block next to it to move its position. With a clatter, the tall house collapsed into a table of scattered blocks.

Hertheca froze, looked at the scattered blocks on the table, and at Du Dean in front of her. Her lips were flattened, her eyes were flushed, and she seemed to want to cry, but she did not dare to cry under Du Dean's smile. She came out crying last time, and then her brother was punished for wielding his sword 3,000 times. At night, he was so tired that his hands were sore that he couldn't hold the knife.

"It seems that you haven't built it well enough." Du Di'an said.

Hertheka's mouth was flat and she was crying with tears.

"Come again." Du Dian smiled slightly. "Don't be mad, if the construction is messy, there will be punishment."

Hertheka flattened her mouth, sucked in a snot, and sucked it back into her nasal cavity. She raised her hand and continued to pick up the building blocks.