A small arrow flew towards Jason the moment he stepped through the courtyard gate.

Jason turned his head to avoid it.

chop!

Amidst the loud sound, the tiny arrow hit the door frame.

"There's an assassin!"

The guards shouted, some blocked in front of Jason, and some rushed towards the shadows shot by the arrows.

Soon, the assassin was caught.

This is a middle-aged man with an average build, a stiff face, dull eyes, and no energy at all, just like a puppet on strings.

‘Piper’!

After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Jason thought subconsciously.

The assassins in front of him were just like those who were controlled in Tao'er.

Moreover, Jason clearly remembered Aunt Lim's words when Emerton III died just now.

The ambition of the 'Piper' is not just to share a body with Emerton III, nor is it just the Federation.

The other party has greater ambitions.

The assassination at this moment...

It’s nothing more than a test!

Test him... no, test Gerald's situation!

Jason thought silently in his heart, staring at the dull assassin.

Under Jason's gaze, a glint appeared in the dull assassin's eyes.

"Gerald, long time no see."

There was a hint of joy in the other person's voice.

Then,

The voice began to be full of malice.

"Are you ready to die?"

After the other party finished speaking, he let out a cold laugh.

The laughter grows from small to loud.

Gradually, the prisoner burst out laughing.

Jason frowned secretly.

He doesn't like veiled laughter.

In normal times, he can use a broad-bladed short-handled machete to persuade the other party to be kind.

But what about Gerrard?

What would Gerrard do?

Jason thought.

This was a bit difficult for Jason.

Because Gerald is a competent brother, and he has always been gentle and considerate in front of him.

Therefore, in Jason's mind, there was only the scene when Gerald faced the enemy cleanly and neatly outside Hans Harbor when they first met.

Is the ‘Pied Piper’ the enemy?

Yes.

Undoubted enemy.

Since we are enemies.

That……

Jason had made up his mind, and when Little Leed raised his hand to signal the guards to stop him, he walked directly in front of the prisoner.

Jason lowered his head and looked at the man who was laughing wildly.

There was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

No anger.

Not even cold.

All there is is peace.

Looking at each other is like looking at ordinary vegetation.

The prisoners' laughter gradually stopped.

But this did not prevent the other party from looking at Jason with more provocative eyes.

Looking at such provocative eyes, Jason said lightly:

"I'm here, waiting for you to come..."

"Death!"

After saying that, Jason turned and left.

The prisoner was stunned for a moment, and then struggled violently, but was pinned to the ground by the guards. He could only raise his head and glare fiercely at the retreating back of 'Gerald'.

The other party scratched his neck and roared loudly:

"I'll make you regret it!"

"I'm going to make you...oooooo!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Little Lid raised his hand, pulled out the handkerchief, and blocked the other party's mouth.

"Consigned to the dungeon."

Little Lid said.

"yes."

The guards drew their scabbards on each other's necks, dragging them down as if they were dragging a dog to death.

By this time, Little Leed had already caught up with Jason.

He will interrogate the prisoners later.

The most important thing at the moment is to deal with the incident at 111 Deren Street.

According to past habits, Xiaoliide was one step behind.

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar but familiar figure from behind, Little Lid seemed to have some kind of delusion.

The person in front of me is Lord Gerald.

Whether it's the way you walk, the tone of your voice, or the way you handle things.

He is exactly the same as Sir Gerald.

If it is said that before, Xiaoli De was still a little uneasy.

At this time, I basically feel relieved about safety.

There is absolutely no problem for Sir Jason to temporarily take over for Sir Gerald.

However, some details still need to be adjusted.

For example: Eat!

The valet thought of Jason's lack of etiquette when eating.

Suddenly, he shook his head, and then, the valet made up his mind——

I must correct Sir Jason's bad habits.

…

‘Elmerton III’, who was sitting in a chair and holding a wine glass, threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

Snap!

The crystal cup shattered directly.

Scarlet wine flowed everywhere.

"Gerald!"

Angry roars echoed throughout the highest floors of Mobius Palace.

The guards guarding the door have become accustomed to this.

Almost every few days, that person would roar like this.
To be continued...