son-in-law of blood

Chapter 185 Rafael Martin!
Gaskell was furious when he heard the words, and the cowardice he had suffered from the Grand Duke Osman of the Ottoman Principality finally broke out at this time.

The phosphorous fire in his eyes was full of fire, and he was covered in a black robe without any wind. A large piece of pale ghost soul screamed and galloped out from Gaskell's back, and the originally bright room became dark in an instant.

Under the ghostly, depressing and terrifying atmosphere, Woolf remains as unmoved as a mountain, poised and composed.

Wulf's gloomy face had a mocking smile, as if the lich in front of him was just a bubble that could burst with a poke.

"Come on, do what you did to Brian in Tiris!" Facing the threat of life and death, Woolf refused to give in, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

Recalling the past, Gaskell couldn't help recalling the tragic experience of running away at sunset. His anger rose and his thoughts became fierce. Slap on Woolf's celestial cap.

"stop!"

A sudden stern voice stopped Gaskell's attack. Hearing the familiar voice, Gaskell snorted angrily and reluctantly withdrew his momentum.

After speaking, a well-dressed young man with an extremely youthful face strode into the room where the two were.

"Raphael? It's really rare, you're very active in coming here today!" Lich Gaskell said in a blunt tone when he saw the person coming.

Raphael Martin, the mysterious person that Helen was looking for, the mysterious person who got his name from the [Guinsoo Rampage] Chamber of Commerce!
Also the co-superior of Woolf, Gaskell, including the dead Brian and others!

Raphael didn't reply, and walked a few steps forward to support Woolf, who was a little tottering due to Gaskell's fierce momentum, and said softly:
"Mr. Woolf, are you all right?"

Woolf shook his head and didn't talk to Raphael, he found a chair in the room and sat down.

Raphael didn't care about Woolf's attitude, and turned his eyes to the Lich Gaskell, and suddenly became a little bit unfriendly:

"I already know most of the things. The 'Grand Duke' sent me here this time to solve what happened to Tiris and the entire Varian province in the past few months!"

"Gaskell, let's not talk about other things for now, let's talk about yours first!"

Raphael's voice suddenly became a little harsh.

Although he was the youngest among the three in terms of appearance, but at this moment the power on his body was like a natural king, making this man and a monster dare not look directly at him!
"How did Baron Brian die! Tell me clearly!"

Every word is like a needle, straight to Gaskell!
Gaskell's face was as gloomy as water at this time, facing Raphael's scorching gaze, without saying a word!

Raphael chuckled in his heart, as if he had expected Gaskell's actions, and slowly took out a bone ring with three skulls from his bosom.

Seeing this bone ring, Gaskell's expression suddenly became flustered, and the phosphorescent flames in his eyes jumped a few times out of fear.

Seeing that the deterrent effect had been achieved, Raphael took back the bone ring again, and asked in a more intense tone:
"This is something that your high priest gave me. Whether you want to answer my question or not, you can decide for yourself!"

At this point, Gaskell couldn't hide it anymore, and his tone was low, but the sophistry in it was extremely obvious:

"It's true that I killed him, but at that time, neither of us could leave without killing him. What's more, he already knew so many things. Killing him was also for the safety of your 'Grand Duke'! You You should know how much harm we will do if Brian falls into the hands of the Erudite Guild or Gremory VI."

Raphael's tone turned a little colder again:

"In any case, this should not be a reason for you to wantonly kill your colleagues!"

Immediately the tone slowed down a lot:
"Forget it, now is the time to employ people, so I won't pursue this matter for the time being, but you have to remember that in the future, I will restrain similar thoughts in your heart! Also, give me respect for Mr. Woolf , if something happens to him, don't mention me, you priests will be the first to take your knife!"

Gaskell hurriedly nodded and said yes. Although he was not afraid of Raphael, the high priest's deterrence was still very effective for him.

Turning his head and looking at Woolf again, Raphael's tone softened a lot:
"Mr. Woolf, please sit here too, I'm here today to solve all kinds of things that happened in the whole Dolin Province in the past two months!"

After the three of them sat down around a small wooden table in the room, Raphael spoke first, and his inquiring eyes turned to Woolf first, with a much more solemn tone:
"Mr. Woolf, how did Governor Varian talk to you about Sheeren?"

Woolf bowed slightly, his expression immediately solemn:
"The governor only said that this person is very likely to be related to the third prince, Lexton. The reason why he was able to fill the gap of the Tiris collar in this Tiris incident is that Lexton is behind it!"

"I heard that he is still related to that President Benjamin of the Erudite Guild?" Raphael's expression was more solemn than Woolf's at this time.

Woolf nodded slightly:
"I also learned about it at the dinner party to welcome him at the Governor's Mansion a few days ago. It is said that the woman next to him has a close relationship with Benjamin."

Raphael nodded lightly, and turned his gaze to Gaskell who was aside, his tone became a bit colder:

"You should know a lot about the identity of the woman next to him! After all, you fought against that woman in Tiris Territory back then!"

Gaskell stood up abruptly, his face sinking like water—it was not surprising to know that he had fought against Helen's people, but the strange thing was how could he tell exactly who he had fought with?

Gaskell was sure that only a few core members of the Dark Council knew about it.

But now Raphael in front of him actually knew about this matter!
Gaskell felt confused, shocked, and puzzled.

Raphael had expected Gaskell's reaction, so he didn't get up, and just said plainly:
"This is what your president told me personally!"

Gaskell's eye sockets opened wide in an instant, the dark blue phosphorescent fire in his eyes seemed to be blown by the strong wind, and he shook violently a few times, the shock in his chest was like a stormy sea.

He always thought that his clan and this group of people in front of him were just a simple cooperative relationship, but at this moment he realized from Raphael's few words that things were far from as simple as he imagined—a small middleman , to be able to exchange information with the leader of the dark council, who is prominent among the Lich clan, in such a calm manner. Such a close cooperation method really makes his head full of carrion a little bit hard to turn.

When did the great undead need to work so closely with a group of humans?
The self-esteem and pride in his heart made him still refuse to believe this fact!

(End of this chapter)