Tu'er was stunned for a moment, his face finally became stiff, he was silent for a moment, and sighed: "You are right."

McCarthy's face was as dark as water. While they were talking, he was thinking about how to get out of today's dangerous situation. He couldn't help but whisper: "Master, what should we do?"

Tur's eyes turned to McCarthy, and he stared at him without answering. McCarthy was a little embarrassed by him, and when he was about to speak, Tur smiled slightly: "McCarthy, you did a good job, thank you for your hard work."

McCarthy forced a smile: "For the royal family, even if I sacrifice my life, that's what I should do."

Tour sighed softly in his heart and said solemnly: "In that case, I will naturally not let you down." After saying that, he reached out and patted his shoulder.

McCarthy still had a smile on his face. Suddenly, his eyes changed and the smile froze on his fat face. Prince Vander's heart moved and he suddenly said: "That's not right!"

Cromwell was shocked when he heard this, and was about to order his men to take action when he saw McCarthy's body suddenly inflated like air, and the expansion speed was astonishingly fast. He was so shocked that he forgot to say anything to get someone.

McCarthy's fat body grew almost half as big in the blink of an eye. The clothes all over his body were bulging as if filled with wind, almost floating away. He looked at the withered and thin old man in front of him, his big face stretched like a piece of red cloth.

, his eyes were full of despair and horror, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out?

Several soldiers witnessed this strange scene and quietly stepped forward with swords in hand. Wei En frowned and said suddenly: "It's dangerous, stand back!"

When the soldiers heard this, they were startled. They looked at Wei En, and when they saw Cromwell also nodded, they slowly backed away. Just after taking a few steps back, McCarthy, who had swollen to almost no human shape, suddenly yelled,

Then there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the huge body turned into countless pieces of corpse and flesh, and the goddesses scattered in all directions like flying flowers.

For a time, the palace garden, which already had a strong smell of blood, became more like hell. It was so bloody and horrible that everyone hid their faces. Some soldiers who were close to them even had a few pieces of skin and a piece of fat intestine stuck to them.

After a while, the big rain of blood slowly dissipated. Everyone endured the smell of blood and the discomfort in their stomachs and looked around, only to realize that the old man had disappeared.

Cromwell was shocked and said sternly: "Follow me!" After saying that, he saluted Fander and left in a hurry.

Fander nodded, looked at Wei En and said, "Come to the study."

The two left the garden and came to Fander's study. Fander waved his hand and motioned for Wei En to sit down.

Wei En sat down and looked at the elder in front of him: He hadn't seen him for a long time. This prospective father-in-law looked a bit older. Although his heroic look was still there, his temples were still stained with white frost. Xiao Te

If I saw it, I would be very heartbroken.

Borrowing the flying power of the Six-Winged Fanatic, he and Cromwell rushed back to Fort Rio two days ago. They had been busy setting up for the past two days and had no time to talk to Fander. Although Cromwell was very interested in him

Although he is hostile in his heart, he is in charge of the Royal Guards and it is his duty to protect the royal nobles. If Prince Vander makes any mistake in the royal capital, he will probably be the first to be punished in the anger of the Queen Mother.

"How is Nana?" The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and then Fander finally asked.

"Xiao Na just got sick and is currently recovering." Wei En calmed down and replied hurriedly.

There was a hint of guilt in Fan De's eyes, and he said: "This child, ugh."

"Your Highness, don't worry. Xiao Na is already on her way back to Beijing. If nothing else happens, when you see her again, she will definitely be a healthy Xiao Na."

Fander nodded, tapped his fingers on the desk a few times, and suddenly said: "Xiao Na has already told you about the contract."

Wei En nodded and said, "Yes. But she didn't know very well. She only told me a summary."

"Well, she is still too young, so naturally she doesn't know much about this matter, so I'll tell you."

"The ancient contract is actually a blood contract between man and God. In the past, the Emperor of Canterbury raised an army to resist the rule of the royal family. The reason why he was able to get the strong support and trust of the church was because of the existence of this contract. After the emperor returned to heaven, the blood contract was

It has been preserved and is now John III."

"No wonder the emperor was able to defeat the royal family in the end. It turns out that he has reached a certain tacit understanding with God."

"Yes. After the war, the emperor divided the continent into four kingdoms according to the contract. Except for Kant, the other three kingdoms were his former allies."

"What about the Xiao family?"

"Our Xiao family has been based on commerce since ancient times. Although our ancestors were also one of the great emperor's powerful allies, they had no intention of establishing a safe country. Therefore, after the Holy War, we relied on the great emperor's protection and continued our line of work."

After hearing this, Wei En took a long breath and said: "It turns out that this ancient contract has such an important secret, so why did Old Tur find it here today?"

Fander pondered for a while and said, "What do you think?"

Wei En pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Does he want to kidnap you into the palace and assassinate you to destroy the blood contract?"

"Haha, what you said makes sense." Prince Vander's serious face showed a trace of relief: "You know, the royal family also had a contractual relationship with the gods back then. However, due to the fierce battle between the Sky Serpent and the Sunbird, in the end, the contract was not even completed.

Only by being able to protect it intact did we incur the wrath of God. Not only did we suffer severe punishment, but our dominance in the continent was also replaced by us."

"To murder the king and destroy the contract, Toole's plan is very cruel and sophisticated. However," Wei En frowned: "With McCarthy's identity, he can take Toole directly into the palace, why do you have to do this?

A big circle insists on finding you?"

Vander said: "This is not surprising. Although McCarthy has been lurking for a long time, he is still a slave of the king. If he or Old Tuer destroy the contract, even if they succeed, it will not have much impact."

Wei En lightly hit his left palm with his right fist: "I understand. He must want to capture you first, and then use some secret means to force you to assassinate the king. Once successful, not only the whole kingdom will be in chaos.

group, and because we are the ones who broke the contract, we may also incur the wrath of God.”

"It's not maybe, it's definitely." Fan De said leisurely: "If you destroy the contract you made with God, is the result something we mortals can bear?"

Vander continued: "What are you going to do next?"

Wei En was slightly startled and said: "Of course we have to find Old Tur first, but he has such a powerful ability, so it may not be easy to catch him."

Fander pondered for a while and said: "Although the spell he just used in the garden was powerful, it also caused serious damage to himself. Cromwell's pursuit of him will definitely not relax. In the short term, he should not

Any further action?"

Wei En shook his head: "With Old Tour's plan, no one can say what he will do next. It is better to kill him while he is sick to avoid causing a big disaster in the future."

"What can you do?" Fander suddenly asked.

"No." Wei En thought for a moment and then said in frustration, "I don't have any information, and I don't have any information. I'm just thinking about it."

After hearing this, Fander smiled and said, "I heard that the church wants to grant you the position of Cardinal?"

"Yes, but I refused."

Fander was slightly surprised: "Rejected?"

"Yes. Short and I discussed it and decided to reject the position, although it was very tempting."

Fan De had a solemn expression on his face and stared at Wei En with squinted eyes. After a while, he sighed and said: "Since you have already discussed it, forget it."

Wei En bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, you are just a useless old man under house arrest." Fan De said with a wry smile, his expression a little desolate.

"I don't think so..."

Fander waved his hand to block Wei En's words: "I understand what you mean. Wei En, with your talent, if you serve the royal family, your future will be immeasurable. Do you really not want to be an official?"

"I don't want to." Wei En shook his head and said, "I have other ideas."

"Oh, other ideas? Can you tell me?"

Wei En smiled and said: "I want to take Xiao Te to travel all over the world."

Fan De was stunned. After being silent for a while, he suddenly laughed: "Travel? Okay! You are really free and easy. Not only did you not serve the country, you also abducted my daughter."

Wei En chuckled: "I hope His Highness the Prince will make it happen."

Fan De's laughter gradually subsided and said: "It doesn't matter, Nana hasn't had any happy days in the past twenty years. If she wants to, she can let you go."

Wei En felt joyful and was about to stand up to salute and say thank you when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fander said seriously.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked into the study quickly. He held a piece of paper in both hands and politely brought it to Fander: "Your Highness, there is an urgent report from Fei Ge."

Wei En was slightly startled: this man's voice was somewhat familiar, but his face was completely unfamiliar. Fan De said "hmm", took the letter, and read it carefully. The middle-aged man took two steps back and suddenly looked towards Wei En deeply.

Bowed deeply.

Wei'en was taken aback and hurriedly stood up to return the greeting. The middle-aged man straightened up and said, "Mr. Wei'en, I am very happy to see you again."

Wei En smiled awkwardly: "I'm very happy too, even though we don't seem to know each other..."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Sir, he has forgotten me, but I dare not forget him. My name is Prandelli."

Wei En heard the name, searched it carefully in his memory, said "Oh", turned to look at Fander who was frowning while reading a letter, pulled Prandelli's sleeve, and walked out of the study.

After leaving the study, Wei En bent down and bowed, saying: "Thank you for saving my life that day. I was in the car when the motorcade was crossing the bridge. I didn't see your face, but I could only vaguely remember your voice.

.”

Prandelli hurriedly supported Wei En and said, "You are too polite. I should be the one to say thank you."

Wei En asked curiously: "Why?"

Prandelli's face turned slightly red: "Actually, I am Silva's cousin."

"Silva? Who is he?"

"Silva is the young man who was almost burned to death in Stamford Square and was later saved by you."

"Oh." Wei En suddenly realized: "It turned out to be him. Alas, I'm sorry, I didn't save him in the end."

"Speaking of which, I am the one who is really ashamed. In fact, at that time, Silva ran away from the quarantined settlement desperately and wanted to seek refuge with me. But when the church caught him, I was afraid of the church's power and watched helplessly.

Seeing him tied to the pillar of fire. Mr. Wei En, I am really ashamed that you, a stranger, could stand up, but I, I did nothing..." At this point, Prandelli's

His eyes were slightly red, and he became very excited.

Wei En sighed inwardly, was silent for a while and said: "I guess you have your own difficulties. In any case, the matter has passed, so don't always hold it in your heart."

"Then why are you here?" Wei En changed the subject and continued to ask.

"After I sent you away, Mr. Short was afraid that the church would sanction me, so he asked someone to send me here to serve His Highness the Prince."

"I see. But it's okay, take off your military uniform to avoid any danger. Oh, by the way, Prandelli, I want to ask you about someone."

"who?"

"Do you know a young man named Larva? He is my companion and a bagpipe player. He left Fort Rio in a hurry that day and never heard from him."

"I know him." Prandelli answered directly without hesitation.

"That's great, where is he now?" Wei En was very happy when he heard this.

"He is already dead." Prandelli's voice deepened.

"Dead?" Wei En was horrified. He grabbed Prandelli's sleeve and said sternly: "This is impossible!"

"Mr. Wei En, I'm sorry to tell you this sad news, but he is indeed dead."

Wei En stared at Prandelli's face, his face turned livid: "How did he die? Did McCarthy kill him?"

"No." Prandelli shook his head and said, "He committed suicide."

Wei En could hardly believe his ears: "Suicide? Why did he commit suicide when he was so good?"

"He killed his lover with a knife and then took his own life."

"Could it be that he sacrificed his life for love?" Wei En murmured.

"It seems not. I heard that he wrote some words on the floor with his own blood, as if he was trying to atone for his sins."

After hearing this, Wei En only felt a little bitter in his mouth, and his fingers slowly loosened Prandelli's sleeves: "Atonement? Larva, you stupid guy!"

Prandelli looked at Wei En's mixed expression of sadness and anger, and was about to comfort him with a few words. Suddenly, Fander's heavy and urgent voice came from the study: "Wei En, come in!"

Prandelli's heart sank: He has been in contact with His Highness the Prince for some time, and whenever he makes such a sound, it not only means that he is anxious at the moment, but it often also means that something important is about to happen."

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Chapter completed!