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. "His Excellency Victor. I need your explanation."
With the backhanded level, Kruberg's face became gloomy. He was not a fool, and he would not be able to see the abnormality of the Lich today.
Seeing Victor raise his left hand, Kruberg subconsciously thought that Victor was going to cast a spell that was to isolate all sounds.
"No need to cast sound insulation spell, this house has been built with special materials. Each room has a sound insulation effect."
"Is that so good, it saves me a lot of trouble."
For a moment, Kruberg felt cold all over his body. The lich still maintained a rare smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Anyone who knows a little about the undead knows that the undead has no feelings at all, and what makes the muscles smile is just an evil way of manipulation. The moment an unknown premonition arises, Kruberg sees a magic ball of fist-sized light gathered in the palm of the lich's slightly raised left hand. Straws of silver-gray, smoke-like thing were radiating from the blue-purple ball of light.
Before the warning words were finished, the fog instantly changed into skulls with wide open mouths. Kruberg held the ring on the finger of his left hand, and the ordinary silver ring that had received blessings responded to the coming evil energy. A light shield that could cover the whole body wrapped Kruberg. He screamed in surprise and screamed endlessly. The dazzling light from the magical changes forced Kruberg to close. When he opened it again, there were corpses around him. The comrade who accused the Lich in unison died in a flash. The blood dyed the pure white carpet into deep red. The Lich stood in a pool of blood, and his half-closed eyes looked straight at him.
"You, you actually killed all the members of the parliament!"
"The useless chess pieces naturally have no value in existence." The cold answer made Kruberg sweat on his forehead. It seemed that the lich had not let him go.
"Why
"You're out of order, Speaker."
"This is different from what I promised!"
"Yes, I promised that you wouldn't touch you at all, nor would you participate in the internal affairs of Tydis. But these promises are based on the premise that you don't make bad ideas."
"I don't." Kruberg made a loud defense.
"Isn't there really?"
The sudden upward tone was like a wild beast, tearing Kruberg's calmness hard. He looked at Victor who was still there. He kept comforting himself that the Lich could not know his little secret.
"Tell me the messenger behind the scenes, and I promise to give you a happy time. On the contrary, I will let you experience what it means to be truly life is worse than death."
Kruberg's lips were closed, and he seemed to have no intention of confessing. However, his slightly trembling shoulders revealed his fear, and his turbid eyes stared at Victor.
"There is no master behind the scenes! I really don't, I swear." Seeing the lich's pale palm stretching over, Kruberg didn't care about his image and shouted in a sad voice.
"Lying depends on the object. Speaker. Do you think I will believe your words? This plan is so clever that I almost got deceived. It is impossible that you, a short-sighted fool, could have figured out what you, a fool of yourself, might have really fallen into the trap set by an unidentified enemy.
It was also the brief conversation with Klein before leaving that it realized that the task assigned to him by Alberrecht was not simple. Not only the nobles who were waiting in Didis, but also the assassins hidden in the dark. The target of the ambush was not the self who came to attend the routine meeting, but the Klein who was appointed to secretly remove the nobles. Once the bloody martial arts master representing the dark elves was killed in Suddis, the Civil War eighty years ago would repeat itself. Notting was busy with the war with Hydein and had no time to take into account the conflict between the dependents and the dark elves.
“I, I don’t understand what you said
"It is useless to pretend to be stupid. He lifted Kruberg with one hand, and Victor lowered his head and leaned closer with a slightly cold face: "I don't mind coming to this soul to communicate. The body will lie. The soul cannot."
"No! No! No!" Under powerful suppression, Kruberg's last defense finally collapsed: "I told you, please don't cast undead spells on me."
"Who is the Lord Messenger?" In fact, Victor already knew in his heart that all he needed was proof.
"I, I don't know his true identity. It's true! He contacted me through the manipulated shameless person, and the objects of control were different every time." After stuttering a few words, Kruberg, who was inspired, quickly said everything he knew one by one: "Everything is what he taught me. How to release news, how to lure you to come, and even how to deal with the assassinators you sent, has a detailed strategy. What I did was just to implement as he ordered.
With a cold snorting, the lich tightened his fingers slightly, and Kruberg was immediately exhausted from breathing.
"You dare to cooperate if you don't even know the other party's true identity. You are really wrong. I thought you were a little smart, but I didn't expect you to be a fool who only focuses on immediate interests. If you don't know, I will tell you, and guide you to the crowd. The messenger behind the cannon fodder Qi Wu is not Alfonsoch, but the female priest Nari of the dark elf.
"Impossible" This is impossible." Kruberg's eyes widened and refused to accept Victor's explanation.
"I came here not only by Alberrecht's order, but also accepted the papal's commission. Why do you think that the pope who is not concerned about the world interferes in politics in other countries? It is just the secret alliance between Alfonso and Tidis, and Anal will not take it seriously. He targeted the crime of rebelling against the light camp and surrendering to the dark elves, the parliament representing the nobles of Suddis to rebel against the light camp and surrendering to the dark elves.
Kruberg kept shook his head: "I really don't have any intention of rebeling the camp. We just, we just want to,"
"Retrieve the rights that originally belonged to you? Humph, haha" laughed and let go of his hand. Let Kruberg fall, Victor touched his forehead and sighed at the old man's delusion. This is how humans are. The higher the power, the greater the ambition.
"I wanted to laugh when I heard it. Tydis was ruled by hymns eighty years ago. You are just government officials who maintain basic operations. Don't take yourself to such a high position. A few years of stupid regimes will make your ambitions expand to such a situation. If you successfully get rid of me with this good strategy, wouldn't you want to defeat Alberrecht and unify the southern land?"
After being ridiculed by Victor, Kruberg's face was intertwined with blue and white, and he was both angry and resentful.
"This. The plan is indeed brilliant, but the designer missed two key factors. Both you and Naihe, who were hiding behind the scenes, don't know me and Klein enough, so" also destined to fail. Victor raised his left hand again, and Kruberg stared at the lighted finger in horror. Soon he found that the lich was not using lethal spells, but the convenient magic prop he often used. A sound ring.
After a series of hidden and difficult languages, the space around Victor was distorted, so obvious that Kruberg, who had no magic power, could also clearly see it.
What is he going to do, "What kind of spell is that,
The illusory human figure is sometimes dark and sometimes bright in the twisted air. Kruberg suddenly realizes that this is a summoning technique!
“What reason do you plan to convince me to accept the summons?
"If I answered that I would go to your hometown to kill, would you be a little happy?" "Nelly would probably be furious.
During the conversation, Kruberg saw that the image of the summoned person gradually became clear. It turned out that it was Klein, the dark elf they planned to remove!
"Ye'an, Speaker."
The most ridiculous thing is that the lowly mixed race actually used the etiquette of human nobles to salute himself. Kruberg clenched his teeth and was so angry that he was so angry.
“Is the old rules?
“It’s as usual
During the knowing eye exchange, Victor took off the wolf-headed shawl and handed it to Klein along with the black robe and the mask placed in his arms. Seeing the dark elf wearing Victor's signature outfit skillfully, Kluberg instantly realized.
"What should I do with this guy?" After dressing, Klein, who seemed to be transformed into the undead lord, changed his tone and learned it vividly.
"Roll round and pinch flat, as you please, Victor.com returns to his original appearance, and Kruberg, who was already dull, suddenly screamed.
"You" aren't you dead?" That face is impossible! He died long ago and didn't even leave his body. Why did he appear here? And as Victor Wood? When was it replaced, or was it him from the beginning?
Kruberg was really desperate this time.
Even if he doesn't kill me, it will involve Alberrecht's most taboo thing. Even if I have a few lives, I will not die enough.
"Oh, he knows something, are you going to leave like that?"
Victor, who was casting the teleportation spell, stopped halfway casting and walked to Kruberg. This time, it showed no mercy and directly used the spell to explore memory. The elderly Kruberg could not withstand the trouble of magic and fainted in a few seconds.
"How, did you find any useful information?
"It's almost useless, but what surprised me was that this guy had a little relationship with the Pope." Kruberg was actually a descendant of the adopted family of Anal. It seemed that he was not the bloodline I thought was scattered among the people, but the product of an accident, just like me."
Retracting the palm pressed on Kruberg's forehead, Victor started the pass interrupted by the small episode again
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"Then the little girl will be left to you for care, don't let her die, there is still something useful in the future." Before leaving, Victor's special instructions to let Klein, who replaced it, show an invisible smile under the mask.
Chapter completed!