At this moment, a trace of black blood spilled directly from the impostor's lips.

Mr. Azashes frowned and stretched out his hand to pinch the other person's chin. However, at this moment, the imposter had lost his breath.

"Knock their jaws off!" Mr. Asaches stood up suddenly.

However, it's too late!

The dozen or so impostors who had been controlled chewed the poison hidden in their mouths one after another... This group of impostors actually chose to commit collective suicide!

"Hmph." Mr. Azashes snorted softly.

"This subordinate deserves to be damned. He let someone sneak in without knowing it... He really deserves to be damned!"

Mr. Azashes waved his hand again: "They have special agents on their bodies that can help them disguise your smell. If you deserve to die, then commit suicide a hundred times, but no matter you deserve to die or not, they can still do it."

Mix in."

These impostors...are not driven by [Psychic Rewriting]. They are assassins and dead warriors who have gone through brutal training!

"Bring Hercules to me!"

…

…

Wow!

I heard the knocking on the door again.

[Yuliya] frowned.

An earlier knock on the door had tempted her to slip out, but ultimately to no avail.

She quickly put a table knife into her sleeve. She had secretly hidden it when she came back to eat, and it was the only weapon she could find.

"who?"

[Yuliya] stuck to the door and asked with a hint of vigilance.

"Miss Yulia, it's me, Griffith."

[Yuliya] The senior frowned, wondering if this overly handsome leader of the black-armored warrior team was a little too diligent. It was obvious that we separated not long ago.

"Oh, it's Mr. Griffith, what can I do? I just changed my clothes and am ready to take a rest."

The door didn't open.

"Miss Yulia, I should have found the child you mentioned."

"wait for me a while."

After a while, the door slowly opened, and senior sister [Yulia] appeared in simple clothes. This was the first time she looked at Griffith face to face.

Still a very stunning appearance.

It's just that the inside of Griffith's palm is rough. If it's not long-term exercise, it should be caused by long-term heavy work.

"Do you really have news about that child?"

"I found the place where the corpse was parked, and I did see the body of a child." Griffith thought for a moment and said, "But I'm not sure whether this child is the person you are looking for, Miss Yulia.

"

"Corpse!" Senior Sister [Yuliya] was slightly moved.

"I'm sorry." Griffith said apologetically, "A lot of people did die last night."

[Yulia] remained silent.

【11】Senior died... Did he die like this?

This is impossible. Even if she jumps from here, Metanzo will not die so easily.

but!

In this weird book page world, both she and Metanzo are unable to use their abilities.

She was okay, at least her body was slightly grown, and she could barely fight. However, Metanzo was a child through and through at this time, and he couldn't even beat her with his wrists!

"Why are they missing?" [Yuliya] suddenly looked to the left and right outside the door.

There should be two maids waiting outside the door.

"All the servants in the castle are anxious." Griffith said calmly: "Although Master Nosta has been driven deep into the dungeon, he has secretly controlled the castle for a long time. So.

Not only the black-armored warriors, but also among the servants, there may be Nosta's cronies... Therefore, all servants must undergo an investigation."

The reason...is considered sufficient.

It’s just that [Yuliya] senior doesn’t believe it at all.

"Mr. Griffith, I want to see the child's body and confirm it, is that okay?"

"Of course." Griffith smiled slightly and said, "I came to you just for this matter. After all, you are the Earl's most important guest. As the Earl's servant, we need to try our best to meet your requirements.

.”

It is truly a glorious beauty!

If I hadn’t seen the smiling face of my boss, I would have fallen in love with him!

"Then I'll trouble you."

【Yuliya】She is also beautiful when she smiles.

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…

In a dark minimalist room.

Medanzo, who was sitting cross-legged on the broken wooden bed, suddenly opened his eyes... a pair of eyes that had almost lost any brilliance and were filled with endless despair.

"Darkness, helplessness, despair...I can't see any light." Medanzo's voice murmured: "What on earth have you experienced here...In front of this window less than one foot, what are you looking up at?"

What is it."

It's not like there's nothing left here.

It can feel the extremely strong emotions remaining here.
Chapter completed!