son-in-law of blood

Chapter 143 You are unpredictable
Immediately afterwards, all the soldiers under Angus who had been sitting together, like the lieutenant general, vomited blood and fell to the ground one by one as if they had been hit hard.

"Bauer!"

Angus, who finally rushed over, shouted the lieutenant's name, looking at the miserable situation of his brothers, his eyes were tearing apart.

"My lord, you are finally back!"

Bauer's voice trembled, and his limbs twitched in Angus' arms!
"Tell me, what's going on? What the hell happened?"

Bauer leaned forward slightly, his lips twitched, as if he wanted to make some more noises, but unfortunately, his vitality had been eroded by the poison in his body, and he couldn't even utter the last word, so he let go of his hands, Out of breath.

At the same time, the rest of the soldiers, like Bauer, vomited blood and died before struggling for a long time. The battlefield, which was still extremely noisy just now, was dead silent in an instant.

Angus's eyes were blank, and he knelt down in front of Bauer's body blankly. The early morning sunlight reflected his tired and dazed face like blood.

Suddenly, Angsten stood up, pulled out the long sword on Bauer's waist, his eyes were bloodshot, and moved towards Helen step by step.

With Hepburn's help, Hellen wiped the blood off his body, noticed Angus's movement, smiled lightly, patted Hepburn on the shoulder, and strode forward to meet him.

"You are the Lord Tiris of the Steway Empire, Baron Hillen?" Angus asked without any emotion.

Hellen nodded slightly, and responded, "Your Excellency is General Angus!"

Angus did not answer, moved the long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Hellen, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency, I, Vito Angus, hope to have a fair duel with you under the witness of the gods!"

Hellen narrowed his eyes half-closed and said indifferently:

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a mage, are you sure you want to use a sword?"

Angus tightened the long sword in his hand:
"I will use my brother's weapon to avenge him myself!"

Xilun sneered: "I thought you were a descendant of some famous family, with the demeanor of a general? It seems that it is nothing more than that. Don't use your brain to think about it. If I want the lives of your men, one round of volley is enough. Why use such a troublesome method of poisoning? If you want to duel with me, I can promise you, but before you go to see the god of death, you'd better think clearly about who is your real enemy!"

Hellen's words made Angus calm down a lot, and soon he noticed a key problem: that William was gone!

Thinking of William, Angus couldn't help thinking of what he had been urging himself to end the battle before dawn.

Before dawn... Angus looked up at the rising sun, feeling cold in his heart.

Recalling his behavior of persuading him to drink before he left... Angus closed his eyes, raised his head, his face was covered with blood under the light of the morning sun, and after a while, two lines of tears slowly fell down.

At this time, the only one left of him, the demon hunter Matthew, who was ordered by him to go out to explore the camp without drinking, walked over tremblingly, and seeing Angus with a sad face, asked:
"General, what's going on? Brothers, why..."

Angus shook his head, put away the long sword in his hand, pushed Matthew away, his face returned to his usual calm and firmness, his steps were steady and powerful, and he strode towards Helen.

After coming to Hellen, Angus stared directly at the young and handsome noble man with burning eyes. After a moment of silence, he knelt down on one knee, put the long sword flat in front of him, bowed his head and said:
"Vito Angus, you are willing to follow Sir Hellen!"

Hellen did not express his attitude directly, but asked indifferently:

"What about the conditions?"

A flash of anger flashed in Angus's eyes, and his whole body was filled with momentum, like a beast, with a hoarse voice, he roared:

"Kill Kito Osman!"

……

"Ah~"

In the luxurious bedroom, Kito Osman seemed to have had some kind of nightmare, and suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely.

Then, looking at the rising sunlight outside the window, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked towards the secret room that he had visited last night.

Entering the secret room, General Modoria had already stayed inside, and after greeting him respectfully, he began to report to Grand Duke Osman.

"Back to Your Highness, it's almost time. The members of the Angus Legion should already be on their way to meet Lord Hades." General Modoria bowed.

Osman nodded flatly: "Just don't have any accidents."

Mordolia said confidently: "The poison in the wine was personally prepared by a ninth-level pharmacy master who was found by my subordinates in the Scholar's Guild. If ordinary people can't resist it for a minute, they will die. And it won't leave any traces! "

Osman nodded slightly, and sighed after a while: "Don't blame me for being cruel, who let them follow such a general? Angus, Angus! Such a great surname, but it will be tarnished by his descendants It's gone!"

Modoria was very smart and didn't answer. To be honest, he still doesn't know why his grand duke is so afraid of Vito Angus, even at the expense of an entire army to get rid of him, but as a subject , he knew that he only needed to faithfully fulfill the tasks entrusted to him by the king.

Looking at the silent Mordolia, Grand Duke Osman showed a hint of admiration on his face. A good courtier should be like Mordoria. Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, don’t know what you shouldn’t know, be honest A loyal dog will do.

The monarchs and subjects were silent for a moment, Grand Duke Osman seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked:

"Speaking of Angus, by the way, has William come back? Get rid of Angus, he is the most critical link!"

"William can't come back!"

A suppressed, angry voice suddenly sounded in the secret room, Mordolia's heart tightened, and he immediately drew out the long sword at his waist, watching it on guard.

Grand Duke Osman frowned, waved his hand to indicate that Mordolia should not be so nervous, and then said calmly to the surrounding air:

"How do you say that?"

"Because he has already been sent by me to serve the Great Demon God! Hmph!"

The Lich Gaskell appeared in the secret room with a face full of anger. The sudden situation shocked Modoria, and even ignored the three words "Great Demon God" in Gaskell's words.

Hearing Gaskell's undisguised words, Grand Duke Osman's face suddenly darkened, and he waved his hand to let Mordoria go ahead.

After only Gaskell and Grand Duke Osman were left in the secret room, Osman's face turned serious, and he said coldly, "Do you want everyone to know that you are a lich?"

Gaskell curled his lips indifferently, and said, "Now there are more serious problems than this, William missed!"

Osman's face changed, and he said anxiously, "Angus ran away?"

Gaskell shook his head, his tone cold:

"It's much more serious than this. Angus, your good-for-nothing subordinate, was beaten to the ground by that bastard Hellen. Now he should have brought his troops and rushed all the way to the border of the Steway Empire!"

(End of this chapter)