Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 167 Valente Bernard
Foggy area Westminster city.

"I am in a city that eats people all the time. Here, the haze of despair chokes my throat and stains my eyes, while those horrible viruses continue to take more and more people without stopping. the lives of innocent people."

Valente Bernard wrote this sentence in a black notebook. The people who died of the plague outside the fog city left an indelible impression on Valente, and the desperate howls of those patients covered with spots were even more impressive. It was to wake him up from the dream many times.

rustling --

Valente kept writing on the notes with the hand holding the pen.

"What is the source of the disease? This plague is not caused by sanitation or water problems. Outsiders always say that the disease first spread from Florence to the Wudu area, but the Wudu area is currently living on the island of Brotalia. We It is across the English Channel from the central inland, if the epidemic is really so severe, why are Stockholm and Oslo in the neighboring areas fine?"

"I've always had an absurd idea in my heart. Could this plague be man-made?"

"If so, who has such great power to infect the whole center? What is its purpose?"

dong dong dong-

Just as Valente continued to write in his notes.

The two of them and the dog walked out of the gate in such a grand manner, but no one in the banquet knew about it.

Valente is a sensitive person. He has a very keen sense of people within a radius of 2 meters. Even if someone is standing behind him, he can still feel it. At this time, a person appears behind him, But he didn't feel it at all, which didn't surprise him.

[Scene [-]]

He actually doesn't like to attend those aristocratic balls with arrogance.

"You seem to have been prepared."

Valente turned around and looked behind him. After seeing the clothes and grooming of the figure behind him, his expressionless, paralyzed face couldn't help being covered in surprise.

Valente's gaze was completely attracted by the giant sword, and his rationality actually gave in to instinct. When he regained consciousness again, his hand was already on the hilt of the giant sword, and originally The 2-meter-long sword actually shrank after being held by him.

Valente turned his head to look at Demi, and he continued to say to the masked man:
"Demi is undeniably a beautiful woman: beautiful and delicate, feminine and innocent, soft-spoken, languid and seductive. Her world is a snobby world of luxury and pleasure."

A warm voice came from behind Valente, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Valente didn't think those aristocratic guys were worth brainstorming.

【Second Scene: Dragon Roar·Start】

"Public opinion wars are often on the side of the innocent. Charlie Barthemelo is a powerful man, but he is not a smart man. The government does not need smart people. Smart people have their own opinions." , and opinions are trouble. They want people who are agreeable, tactful, and never make stupid mistakes."

The sword is light and fits very well.

"It's the smell of infidelity—"

For a moment, Valente felt that the surrounding environment was covered with fantasy colors, and a dreamy and blurred feeling flooded his heart. Now he understood the meaning of Arthur and Merlin.

The story of King Arthur and Merlin is a well-known bedtime story in the Wudu area, and he is thinking about what the phrase masked man means.

"Then what about you, why did you come to see me?"

The hand stretched out by the masked man represented the unknown. Valente simply glanced around, and then walked towards the unknown.

"Someone told you you were a nuisance."

"What's your name, my yellow card." Valente asked the blond young man with complicated eyes.

In a resplendent banquet hall, nobles wearing semi-masked masks were holding goblets and talking happily in the hall. The people here were in stark contrast to the piles of patients who died of the plague outside the fog city.

This is Valente's second evaluation of Xia Xiu.

Looking at the glamorous fiancée in front of her, Valente just told her that she was unwell, but Demi was not surprised at her fiancé's lack of interest. There was no emotional basis between her and him, and the marriage contract was just a family relationship. Arranged between for profit.

"Then how will you deal with this troublesome thing? You have to know that although this matter is exposed, although it is nothing to these very flamboyant nobles, it will do bad things to your personal reputation." Influence."

He never read to step on others.

Valente is a very boring person in the eyes of outsiders. The majors he studies are too boring and professional. Although he likes to read, the books he reads are too profound. Those professional books are too boring in the eyes of outsiders. Well, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a conservative, indifferent, self-controlled gentleman.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away outside the door, Valente sighed, closed the cap of the pen, then got up and changed into a tuxedo specially used for dancing.

Sawyer Demi, wearing a swan mask, appeared in front of Valente with a formulaic smile.

Valente put on his bow tie in front of the mirror. Yes, this is the last time he will attend the ball. After this ball, he will go to the front line of the epidemic with the group of beaked doctors.

Valente, who had put on a decent suit, was standing in front of a full-length mirror, and his appearance began to appear in the mirror: a head of thick flaxen hair, brown pupils, the lines of his face were a bit hard, and his unsmiling expression The facial expression makes people feel that strangers are not allowed to enter.

[Scene [-]: The Destined Dragon Slayer·End]

A burst of dazzling light appeared in front of Valente, a pure white card floated into his body, and the holy sword in his hand also floated into his body, an inexplicable message poured into his brain, he understood his fate.

Demi doesn't like the cold interests of family marriage, she longs for freedom, and romanticism goes deep into her bone marrow. She feels that she should pursue her own freedom like Juliet, and she will bravely resist fate like her.

"It's really good." Xia Xiu applauded appreciatively.

"The most important point is that she doesn't love me."

"Charlie Barthamello, this guy is a combination of all the bad habits of Barthamello's aristocraticism. Keeping a lover is the least conspicuous of all bad habits. Speaking of the modern reformist Lord Barthamello It is simply the strangest thing among the strangest things in [Clock Tower], and the other party can be said to be truly out of the mud and not stained."

"Hugh Abraham." Xia Xiu took off his hat and said in greeting.

Clang——

"Her rebellion still depends on outsiders, and she is sad, because Sawyer Demi is a product of 'othering'."

The familiar voice came to his ears, and Valente subconsciously turned his gaze to the source of the sound. A handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes was standing in front of him, with a bright smile on his face.

It is worth mentioning that Charlie is a middle-aged man over forty years old. He has a strong build, a handsome face, and looks very talkative.

All the gifts given by fate have been secretly priced.

Xia Xiu pointed to Valente, then pointed to himself, he said with a smile:

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When Valente walked out with Xia Xiu, his eyes couldn't help being attracted by a 2-meter-long giant sword standing on the ground in front of him. It began to throb inexplicably.

"what?"

Arthur and Merlin  …

At this time, a strange symbolic text is appearing on the mask on the masked man: (︶`)
This person is not on the same channel as the painting style of the dance party at all, and why he was able to bring the dog in, why didn't I notice such a conspicuous behavior just now!
"you···"

Valente looked at the blond young man with doubts, and the blond young man stretched out his right index finger and put it on his lips to make a silent gesture, while the other party's left hand made a gesture of paying attention.

Before Valente could finish speaking, the masked man sputtered out a lot of information-heavy words to him.

Valente glanced at the banquet subconsciously: drunk with gold and paper, extravagant and extravagant, all singing and dancing.

"I don't love her either."

Valente was very annoyed by these nobles who held balls as usual even during the plague, but he had to attend. Noble socializing is not something you can refuse if you want to.

A joyful aura emanated from Xia Xiu's body.

Valente's eyes saw through Sawyer Demi's essence like sharp knives.

"That's really not true." Xia Xiu shrugged.

Valente smelled the same kind of breath from the masked man, and this man was essentially similar to him.

The sword is calling to me...

"You don't seem to be surprised by this, can you tell me why?"

A blond young man with a weird mask on his face was standing in front of him. The young man was a little taller than him, and the other person's clothes didn't look like he was here for a banquet. What surprised him even more was the boring strip beside the masked man. A large dog with white hair and red pupils wagging its tail.

"This banquet is really boring. Do you want to go out with me for a walk? You should really want to know the truth of the world."

This is [Dragon Slayer], it was beyond my expectation.

Valente looked deeply at the masked man, who actually knew about the Clock Tower. He spent countless efforts earlier to obtain the truth of the world.

Obviously I have given up the "truth", but now the "truth" appears in front of me, life is always so absurd!

"She thought she was Juliet chasing freedom, but she was just a sad canary."

"There is only money in her eyes." He said to the masked man.

Under Valente's watchful eye, Demi walked towards Charlie Barthemelo, the host of the ball.

After listening to Valente's words, Xia Xiu couldn't help rubbing his chin and staring at the other's indifferent face.

"I have already applied to be dispatched to the frontline Epidemiology Department to control the new type of epidemic. Before coming to the dance, I have already notified the newspaper and written many emotional articles. Things will ferment after I leave."

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Westminster Charing Cross.

From the looks of it, they looked like a pair of men and women who were in heat and polite.

"This is the last time."

For Demi who was younger than him, Charlie responded with ease. Demi looked at Charlie with admiration and a trace of suppressed affection, and Charlie's expression was the same as always.

Valente looked at the masked man with a puzzled expression.

Unexpectedly, [Dragon Slayer] is not a hot-blooded guy. Valente gave him the first impression as an exquisite egoist, but a selfish person will not be caught by [Barum Gram Holy Sword] selected.

Valente stared at the funny mask of the masked man and said, through the pupil slits of the mask, he could see the pair of golden eyes inside.

Valente didn't like Callaway's familiar tone outside the door. He was not very familiar with the other party. No, he didn't actually have many friends in Wudu. He was a student who came to Wudu from Sicily to study.

Xia Xiu pointed to the gate of the banquet, and he made a gesture of invitation to Valente.

"Would you like to have a dance together, Valente?"

The masked man asked Valente curiously, and the expression on his mask became like this: (★★)
Valente once again took a deep look at the text on the face of the masked man who changed symbols randomly. The other party belonged to the other side of the world, and it was the truth that he had been searching for earlier.

"I hope you will have a good time at the dance later."

"The Clock Tower..."

"Valente, the reception is about to begin, and Ms. Sawyer Demi is also in the reception."

"If you get into trouble because of the canary, Charlie will not hesitate to throw it away. An unfaithful canary will not be loved by the nobles or the public."

"You really are a devil."

Valente spoke with a blank face, and listening to [Dragon Slayer]'s words, Xia Xiu couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth were already raised unconsciously.

"Arthur and Merlin."

"Okay, I see, I need to prepare a decent costume for the ball." Valente replied in a flat tone as usual.

Valente only exerted a little force, and the sword came out. When he held the sword, he felt an inexplicable feeling of harmony in his heart.

"You have to know that I am the innocent, and righteousness is on my side."

When did you come here! ?

As Valente expected, the masked man didn't take his slightly overstepping words to heart, that is to say, there was something in him that the other party needed.

Valente frowned, and he stopped his right hand, which was writing vigorously, when a familiar shout came from outside the room.

"Pull it out, it belongs to you."

Xu Shi sensed something was wrong with [Dragon Slayer], Xia Xiu asked:
"Are you confused about this fate?"

Valente looked at the blond young man who was asking the question, and he noticed the similarities between himself and the other party: they always look at things so sharply and mercilessly.

"If life is firmly fixed like a string, what's the point of fighting? If there is no hope, life will become a prison from a gift."

"I will not succumb to fate!"

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(End of this chapter)