Conris, the favorite granddaughter of the first generation of the Forrest family, was respected by people at that time as the user of "the most beautiful sword skills in the world". With one step forward, the entire dark space of the sewer suddenly showed an extremely beautiful picture.

The branches and blooming flowers that continue to spread around make this dirty sewer also full of spring arbitrary, but the murderous intent hidden behind these blooming flowers firmly locks on Helena. In the blink of an eye, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the flowers in the sewer space, which seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, turning into petals, like rain and crisp.

There was a sword energy hidden on the edge of each petal. At this moment, the sword energy crisscrossed and the entire sewer space seemed to have encountered a huge disaster. On the surrounding pipes and walls, even a piece of complete brick was invisible and all cut into pieces.

Conris, who had already put his sword away and pointed at the ground, had a reserved smile on his face. After many years, he was able to cut out this sword himself. The feeling of comfort and peace of mind dispelled some discomfort and some uneasiness brought about by the resurrection from the dead.

There is nothing more reassuring than being able to control the power with your own hands!

In addition to her father and her grandfather who loved her the most, the first generation of Forrest family patriarchs is about to be resurrected. Even if the world is destroyed, she will not feel any fear.

Looking at the demon in front of her, Conris took a step and began to turn around. Suddenly, the words from her ear made her jump back, and she looked at Helena, who had no breath of life, in amazement.

"Is that the only thing that's it?"

In Conrys' eyes, Helena broke into countless mice in the moment she spoke. The mice chirped and dispersed like a tide. Except for a few dead rats that were chopped, the other mice gathered together, starting from their legs, and continued to stack together and turned into a woman, Helena.

The mouse, whose fur has always been huge, suddenly climbed onto her shoulders and turned into a long skirt with black golden retrievers, exuding a noble and mysterious temperament.

Large pieces of flesh and blood on the ground (the killed rats) were swallowed by other mice. The mice that had swallowed similar corpses grew rapidly, and they looked like adult hunting dogs. Their angular muscles and tendons made them look a little terrifying, and their blood-colored eyes were full of madness.

The space that was not very large was soon filled with these super-large mice. They may be very weak, but these numbers really make people feel a little numb.

"What are you?" Conris's face was a little solemn. She had clearly felt that way just now, the feeling that she had hit the woman in front of her, the slight blockage from the blade cutting into the flesh, but only the mouse died.

Helena turned toward the deeper sewer, and she smiled as she walked, "You don't deserve to know my name..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared into the darkness. In an instant, countless mice with sharp minions, as big as a hunting dog, rushed out from all over the place and rushed towards Conris...

The battle that took place in the city's underground waterway did not alarm anyone. Even Earl Liszt did not think it would be a difficult battle. Although his old generation grandmother was a woman, he left a great reputation in this empire and even neighboring countries.

Moreover, in that era, strong people emerged, whether they were astrology masters or transcendents, they all appeared in this world like a tide. Some people said that it was the era of the most prosperous extraordinary power. Walking on the streets and passing by ten people, there was one strong man and one non-human!

It is definitely not an ordinary character to be able to remain famous in that environment, so Count Liszt is very relieved. He is just a little devil. What he cares about now is how Charles stirs up the uptown area and whoever has defected to Prince Pain.

He would never be at ease if he didn't find these people.

At this moment, Skeley, his good classmate Skeley, who was welcomed by Old John's restaurant, had been meeting again for almost two or three months. Two or three months ago, when Skeley met Skeley, the pride from the heart, from the soul and the contempt for Skeley were unconcealed.

In his eyes, Charles is just a tool, a bargaining chip, and a lucky lucky person with good luck. I don’t know why he was attracted by the upper class of the Saints Association, but at this moment, he already understood. There is a reason why he is only the periphery of the Saints Association and even the core of the Aepeda City Branch cannot enter.

At least he could not see any potential for him to become a big shot from Charles, but others could see it. He was no longer as arrogant as before. His eyes when he looked at Charles, he also changed from being sloppy and contempt to a strange awe.

He couldn't figure out why anyone like Charles could succeed, so why did he still do so poorly!

The same time, the same place, the same people, and even the menu is the same, but there are some different things, and there are no one in the restaurant today.

This made Sckley feel a little uncomfortable. He was used to the excitement here. Today, there was only one person on the table, and no one else was there. This made him feel a little nervous without realizing it. He clenched his fists, and the sweat in his palm made him feel a little ashamed and annoyed of himself, but he did nothing.

"Shar..." He greeted him and stood at the dining table. Shir pointed to the chair beside him before he sat down. He was definitely not waiting for Shir's orders, he just showed his politeness and demeanor.

Charles had a slightly apologetic look on his face, "I'm a little hungry, so I ate some first, don't you mind?" He worked busy all morning and increased for half a noon, and it was not until now that the meal was over one or two o'clock. Although people in this world had lunch late, about half a day after twelve to half a day, this world was not a special food, but it was enough to make people feel hungry.

Skley shook his head, "It's okay, you just eat first if you are hungry."

Charles raised his knife and fork and continued to eat, and while eating, he said, "I need you to do me a favor..." He suddenly looked up at Skley, "Aren't you hungry?"

Not only had Skley had already eaten, but he was also a little... not very adapted to the current changes in both parties' status. He immediately smiled and shook the napkin and put it on his legs, and then took some food. He himself did not realize that Charle had completely mastered the initiative and did whatever he asked him to do. He didn't even have the courage to refute, or even the idea.

"I got some tips. The saints may be an evil interest group that is evil, anti-royal, and anti-existing social system. You are my good friend and my good classmate. I can't see you deeply trapped in it. So this time I found you, on the one hand, to remind you not to fall deeper, on the other hand, to think that you can make contributions to your sins (using your next performance to make up for the mistakes you made before)..."

Shire was dancing with knife and fork. It was actually hard to imagine that in such a "barren" world, there were all kinds of delicacies. I can only say that money is so magical, and there was nothing that money could not do, including making God obvious.

As long as you donate enough "donations" to the church, they will even let Foxino respond to the donor's prayer. This is definitely not how pious the prayer is, it is all for the sake of money.

Skley's expression was very complicated, first of all, and it might be related to his continuous efforts to become a core member of the Saints Association. A secret association covered the entire empire. If this organization is really not a problem, they themselves do not believe it.

But it is precisely because of this that everyone who knows it and who knows it can feel its authority and terribleness. In order to join the Saints Association and to let the senior executives in Aepeda City see their efforts, he worked hard for them like a dog, and sometimes he had to pay out of his own pocket.

After dedicating so much, Charles made up his behavior in one sentence and overturned all his past efforts. How could he be willing and how could he be calm?

This is not ten yuan or a day of effort, it is tens of thousands of wealth and years of hard work!

But soon, this unwilling anger became relieved because some other things, such as Charles, are now the new owner of Steam Daily, and this morning, about three or four hours ago, Charles took over Majieli Company.

These things have not only begun to spread in society, but have completely spread in the Saints' Society.

Whether it is Steam Daily or Ma Jieli Company, they are one of the most important members of the upper class in Aipeda City, although some people will deny this.

Now they all belong to Shire. What is even more terrifying is that behind all this is the Earl's Mansion that is pushing, and Shire has become the new dog-legged of the Earl's Mansion. Some people speculate that the Earl's Mansion may not be satisfied with the Steam Daily's approach, which has lowered the image of Aepda's city. At the same time, it is rumored that Shire's fall may have something to do with Ma Jieli.

Shik was Count Liszt's childhood playmate, and he was still the kind with a good relationship. So in order to avenge Hick, the Earl's Mansion introduced Shire, which made him get great benefits for his sake.

Of course, in their opinion, Charles would not end up having any good endings. After using it, the Earl's Mansion was thrown away. It was just when some people swallowed him alive. But now, it is not cost-effective to not have conflicts with him for the time being.

This inference is reasonable, and the saints will think that this is probably the truth.

But now, Skley realized that their speculations were all bullshit. If it weren't for Charles' crazy or the Earl's Mansion, they actually wanted to involve the Saints' Association!

Skley didn't make a sound this time. He just stared at the plate in front of him and the knife and fork that were dismembering the food, silently swallowing the food that was chopped by him, just like this could cover up Shire's problem.
Chapter completed!