The Dark King

Kluhn smiled bitterly and hesitated to agree, "I try my best, young master."

"It's not as much as possible, it's a must." Du Dean added: "In addition, besides the tooth crab ribs, my tableware needs to be made by the most precious master personally. The water I drink must be purely blessed water filtered repeatedly."

Kruen was stunned. He just wanted to ask Du Dean if it would be beneficial to eat this tooth crab rib. Now it seems that it is purely Du Dean's own preference. Is it true that people have such luxury after being rich and famous? stand up?

He bowed his head and promised, "Master, do you have any other orders?"

Du Di'an thought for a while and said, "Notify the temple side, the day I teach publicly, I hope the temperature in the lecture hall will be a little higher. What is the reason, think for yourself."

"I know, I will keep it secret." Kluhn nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes, "Master, is your body getting better? The teaching is very hard. Can you eat it?"

"I haven't fallen down so easily, go ahead and call Hertek."

"Yes, young master."

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"Father, can't Grandpa really be released on bail?" Melsaya looked at Melkenson, her eyes swollen, full of pain and regret.

Melkenson sighed slightly, his expression somewhat lonely, "I have contacted a few generals from the military department, bail is impossible, they can only let him live a better life in prison without being humiliated. "

The tears in Melsaya’s eyes slipped and clenched his fists, saying, “Father, let’s send someone to assassinate him. Before, Lang Cohen must have been ambushed by him. He killed, as long as he died, sooner or later we will restore the original scene, and it will be soon to take back Grandpa."

"Confused!" Melkenson scolded, and looked at her with hatred. "Do you forget how I taught you in the past? The more dangerous, the more calm! The regret, the pain, can make you act wrong? ?Assassination of him? Have you ever investigated, how many people around him are protecting him in secret? The military department, the court, the bright church, neither side will let him die, if he died at this time, whether it is or not? What we killed, we will all bear the anger of them first, and the light of the Holy See alone will allow us to completely wipe out the clan!"

Melshaya's body shook, and the word "Genocide" shocked her heart like a thunder, and she suddenly woke up.

"Father, father..."

Melkenson sneered, "I have investigated these days. On the day of the accident with Runcorn, the only two men with high knight strength under this boy left the castle and went to the Moulin Rouge to find happiness. The remaining woman who was once a gold punisher could never keep Runcorn, unless it was a sneak attack, or there was another master under the boy’s hand. This person is probably the one who was once a housekeeper Old man!"

Melshaya was startled, "Father, you mean, he has three senior knights to help him?"

"Good, and this kid is also an intermediate hunter who is not weak. With the scar marks of the "dread dyer", his own combat power can barely fight against ordinary senior hunters. He wants to kill him, hum, unless concentrated All the masters of the two consortiums can do it!" Melkenson's eyes were cold and said: "However, in addition to the sword, there are many ways to kill people. I have posted a reward notice in the dark church. Who can kill it? He rewards five million gold coins. Even if we keep this money, he will be eaten up by this kid sooner or later. He will not let us go, only he will die, or we will die!"

Melsaya took a deep breath, "Father, did you actually find the Dark Holy See for help?"

Melkenson looked at her coldly, "Why, don't you think you have dirty hands with such a good knife?"

"No, it's not." Melshaya even said: "But, in this sensitive period, in case this matter is found by the Light Holy See..."

Melkenson sneered, "Bright Church? Just pretend to be a ghost. Our merchants sell real goods. The Light Church is smart and sells something illusory. Only these fools will believe them and willingly pay them."

Melshaya's complexion changed and whispered: "Father, did you say that the Dark Holy See could kill him? The fighting power of the three senior knights is already worth the majority of the consortium, this..."

Melkenson said indifferently: "Even if he can't kill him, he will always be able to live cautiously. Besides, don't underestimate the Dark Holy See, those vicious magicians, alchemists, they have many murder weapons in their hands. It’s hard to guard against it. Unless the Holy See sends the group of guys to guard him, he will definitely die!"

Mel Shaya was startled, his heart sighed with relief, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"How's the recent divestment? Our time is running out. The old thing of Fulin is already eating our industry. If there is not much left, just throw it away." Melkenson's topic changed. Asked.

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"Father, it's useless. He said he won't see me again. It's useless for me to ask him." Jenny, dressed in a robe with a magistrate's eyes, flushed her eyes, and looked at her father who had thinned some vicissitudes.

Sludi sighed softly and said, "Now that the Mellon consortium is over, the Mel family will also be finished, and our Buron family can't escape this disaster. The hatred in his heart can only be resolved by you, otherwise, we The Bloom family will also be devoured by him and completely destroyed."

Jenny bit her lower lip and lowered her head.

"Miss, please help, I beg you too." The housekeeper next to him knelt down and begged.

Jenny hurriedly lifted him up, "Uncle De, don't do that."

"Miss, if you don't go, I won't get up." The housekeeper pleaded and knelt down.

Jenny hurriedly said: "Get up first and say, don't do this, I, I..."

Sludi looked at this scene quietly, and after a moment, he sighed and said, "Get up."

The butler looked at him stupefiedly.

Sludi beckoned to Jenny.

Jenny hesitated and walked over slowly.

"Tell dad, do you really don't want to see him?" Sludi stroked her hair softly.

Jenny's mouth was slightly flattened, her teeth clenched to keep her from crying, and she said, "I can't go back with him..."

Sludi took her into her arms, patted her shoulder gently, sighed, and said softly: "If you don't go, you can't go back, if you don't want to go, don't go, I don't force you, my Sludy again Depression, no matter how poor, will not force you to do things you don’t want to do, as long as you are happy, do what you really like to do, family affairs, you don’t have to worry about it, I will handle it."

Jenny burst into tears and couldn't cry.

"This is the bitter fruit of my first hand. Since the business failed, I should bear the loss of the failure." Sludi gently stroked Jenny's hair and said softly: "If it is a big deal, I will start again, and I will not believe it. For the rest of my life. In two or three decades, the Bron family cannot rise again!"

Jenny wiped away her tears and looked up at him, "I work hard with you!"

Sludi stunned, with a slight gleam in his eyes, and he looked up and laughed, "Okay, work together!"

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After Jenny left, the housekeeper hurriedly said: "Master, the situation is now critical. After the boy has given a class in public, the power is greater. It is easy to crush us. Why should you stop the lady from pleading?"

"Pleading, will only make me humbler." The smile on Srudy's face had already converged, and he slowly said: "What's more, he climbed all the way from prison to where he is today. What is it that he relies on? It's not love, It's hate!"

"Hate can make someone crazy!"

"The power to hate is far stronger than love!"

"So, such a strong hate can be solved by an apology, but it will make him look down on Nier more." Sludi said: "However, although he hates us, his hate is not a hate of crazy revenge. Time is a good thing, it can make people squeeze out many things from hate and love."