Book of Gods and Demons

　　Glory calendar, August 18th, 1379 years, night.

　　 Mount Saint Hild, Mid-Levels, Rittal House.

　　The main building of the house, in the leisure room on the second floor, was replaced by a white furnishing dress. Tifa sat on the sofa with a sullen face and a worse mood than usual, playing with his small magic mallet with both hands.

　　 After the daytime attack, she was personally escorted home by Hessian.

　　 Before her, Wei Ma, who had originally stayed at Yingui Church Women's College, was also picked up by the Rittal family.

　　 Then, from noon until now, Tifa doesn't know what happened. However, she could perceive the tense atmosphere inside Rittal’s house. From childhood to adulthood, she experienced a **** atmosphere several times.

　　 Beautiful and moving music echoes in the lounge.

　　 In the middle of the lounge, under the sharp crystal chandelier, there is a grand piano with a shining, exquisite workmanship and polished panels like a mirror.

Compared to her peers, Vema, who is slightly shorter, thinner, and shriveled like a bean sprout, also wears a long home dress. She is very ladylike sitting in front of this grand piano, her slender and white fingers cleverly tapping the keys. .

　　 A beautiful maid wearing a white dress standing next to the piano, closed her eyes slightly, smiling, playing the violin drunkly, and playing with Weimar.

　　Vema has extremely thick, long hair that looks like a waterfall and extremely shiny, which makes Tifa extremely envious and jealous.

I just washed it, and let the maid wipe her long fluffy hair with a big towel and spread it behind her. The tip of her hair almost touched the ground, like a cloak, which wrapped the entire body of Vima, making it even more delicate and exquisite. It's like a big doll.

"A bean sprout that is about to dry." Tifa, who was in a bad mood, took a deep look at Weima's long hair, touched her loose hair with her backhand, and her beautiful nose twitched gently. .

　　 She looked at the grand piano in front of Weima again, and her mood became even worse.

　　Music, this is the eternal pain in Tifa's heart, so she decided to do something.

　　 "Mom, will Joe be okay?" Tifa gently placed the small mallet in his hand on the floor and let out a muffled sound.

Weima only pays a small portion of her attention to playing, because she is thin, and her small face looks very large and the eyeballs are "grumbling". She is like a sneaky little hamster, using the corners of her eyes. Guang kept looking at the rest of the room.

　　 On a quiet night, you can go archery, shoot a gun, and take the mastiff from the nursing home to chase rabbits in the mountains. At the worst, you can find a night guard to play cards...

　　 Like a hypocritical idiot lady, playing the piano here?

　　 The terrible and boring aristocratic life is really boring.

　　 Hearing Tifa's words, Weimar, who was absent-minded, looked back at Tifa, her fingers messed up, and a small string of messy and harsh murmurs popped up.

　　Vima’s piano sound was messed up, and the girl standing by the piano shivered with her right hand. With a ‘crunch’, a long, broken sound was heard.

　　 Liya also dangled her hair and wore a black dress, lying motionless on the chair in the corner of the lounge. She covered her face with a handkerchief sprinkled with rose essential oil, and a little maid stood behind her, gently helping her massage her temples.

　　 Hearing Tifa's question, Liya raised her right hand feebly: "Don't worry, Ya and Sagans..."

　　 Then, Weima's noise and the girl's broken voice came at the same time, and Liya's body suddenly twitched, and she almost didn't jump up from the chair.

With a heavy right hand, like a bird with a folded wings, it slammed it on the chair. Liya spoke quietly and whispered, "Vima, Vima, I told you that, as a Lady, sitting in front of the piano, no matter what the circumstances, you have to devote yourself to it."

　　 "Your sister, my dear trainee judge Tifa, I have nothing to expect."

"From the first time she participated in the celebrity ball in Tulum Harbor, after she picked up a noble viscount and threw it into the fountain... I have no hope of her anymore, just take her, take her, anyway, from the Rittal family. Daughter, don’t worry about marrying."

　　 "But you, Vima, you are my mother's only hope now."

　　 "Mom wants to cultivate a true lady, a celebrity girl who can make her mother show off in front of her girlfriends, and a true celebrity who can make those wealthy young aristocrats pursue crazy!"

　　Vema stopped playing and quickly interrupted Liya's words: "Then, mother, why don't you have a younger sister?"

　　 "嚯嚯嚯"!

　　 Tifa covered her mouth and laughed softly, her mood suddenly became very good.

Liya's body twitched slightly, she grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, gritted her teeth and pointed to Weima fiercely: "Now, immediately, immediately, start practicing "Fate Concerto Chapter 3", two Ten times, before going to bed today, no, forty times!"

　　 Liya stood up, akimbo her hands, and stared fiercely at Weima, who had a stiff face and faintly spinning teardrops in her eyes.

　　 "Vema, dear Vema, mother's favorite little daughter, Vema... Before confirming that Tulum Port is back to peace, you are not allowed to leave the house until all the mess is settled down!"

　　 "You are not allowed to toss the poor cockfights, and you are not allowed to toss the poor mastiffs. Three meals a day will be delivered to your room. These days, your range of activities is your living room and lounge!"

Tifa smiled silently and looked at Weimar’s small face that quickly wrinkled. Her mood became better and better. She patted her belly lightly and decided to let the chef burn it later. Steak.

　　 Seeing Weima being trained, I really have an appetite!

　　 Then, Liya saw Tifa with a smile on her face, and she immediately aimed the fire at her eldest daughter.

　　 "Tifa, you are like Weimar. You are not allowed to leave your house until things have not subsided and Tulum port has returned to peace."

　　 Tifa's face turned gloomy, she pointed to her nose and said dryly, "Me? Withholding foot?"

　　 "No, it's your protection!"

　　 Liya took a deep breath, looked at Tifa deeply, and said solemnly: "The attack against you during the day is very poisonous. Dear Tifa, they are wholeheartedly trying to kill you."

　　 "It is different from previous years. This time it is not a threat or a threat. It is not a pretentious negotiation condition, but a real attempt to kill you!"

　　 "So, my dear Tifa, just like my dear little Vema... You squat at home obediently and are not allowed to go anywhere."

　　 Tifa looked at Liya dumbfounded. After a while, her breath became like an iceberg: "So, Joe?"

　　 Liya's body shook.

　　 She turned around, left the lounge, and said without looking back: "Joe is the same as Golkin, he is a boy, no matter how dangerous he is, he has to do what he should do."

"However, don't worry, Ya, Si Ke Si, and several old family members are following him. At most, it's just a bit of suffering. If this will cause Joe to have an accident, then the Rittal family has long been caught by Tulun. The fish in the port swallowed it."

　　 walked out of the lounge and walked through a long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a library with bookshelves on all sides. Pulling the trigger, open a movable bookshelf, and follow the steep stairs all the way down. A wide, straight underpass is brightly lit, and a long bench against the wall is filled with well-armed men.

　　 Li Ya strode across the dark road. When these clever men saw Li Ya, they all stood up and silently bowed to her in salute.

Walked through the underpass nearly a thousand feet long, followed the steep stairs all the way up, opened the secret door, a huge study room was brightly lit, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were well covered by thick velvet curtains, and the room was filled with smoke. , Full of the smell of tobacco and coffee.

　　 Behind a huge teak desk, Hesse held a huge saber in his left hand, like an old pirate leader, with a sullen face, sitting on a high-backed chair with a sullen expression.

　　 On the long sofas in the four corners of the study, two dozen men with introverted aura were sitting there quietly. They were dangling long cigars and huge coffee pots and coffee cups in front of them. Everyone didn't say a word, and they didn't release any compelling aura. They just felt dangerous inexplicably.

　　 "How about Tifa and Weimar?" Hessian asked in a low voice when Liya came in.

　　 "Close it first." Liya smiled slightly: "Is there a result?"

　　 "A total of eight live mouths at noon, the news just sent, five have died." Hessian grinned: "The mouth is very tight, but I believe in the craftsmanship of my old brother."

Liya smiled. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the thick curtains, and then opened the floor-to-ceiling windows~www.ltnovel.com~The sultry sea breeze on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival blew in with the smell of sea and quickly dispersed the house. Thick smoke and pungent smell.

Liya turned around, smiled and clapped her hands: "Well, gentlemen, including Hessian, calm and calm. I don't think this is such a big crisis, but someone wants to take advantage of the chaos and give Our Rittal family has only caused some minor troubles."

　　 "The Port of Tulum is in chaos now, because the entire Port of Tulum is in chaos, so the Rittal house is safe."

　　 "Whether it is the Wells, Turing, or other families, no one will fight in this chaos."

　　 "So, relax and calm down."

　　 "The current Rittalists are strong and powerful. We are no longer weak and we no longer need to be afraid of powerful enemies that once threatened us."

　　 This is an auxiliary building of the Rittal family. It is surrounded by huge trees. Through the gaps between the branches, you can see the brightly lit main building. Liya stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, and the light from the main building happened to be coated with a circle of soft light and shadow on her upper body.

　　 The atmosphere in the study suddenly became a lot easier. Twenty men laughed and nodded to Liya.

　　 ‘咚咚咚’, the door of the study room was knocked.

　　 Hessian responded in a deep and powerful voice: "Come in!"

A middle-aged man who is as tall and obese as Joe, but more bloated than Joe, and with a slightly dark skin, walked into the study step by step. He said loudly and loudly: "Boss, I have asked... I want to attack Liya. The bastards, they boarded the patrol ship of the customs anti-smuggling team patrolling the waters of Houtan and landed directly in the Houtan area."

　　 "Sinbad Jon Wells!" Hesse laughed: "Customs Smuggling Team? Then, it can only be Sinbad!"