Noble Emblem

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The severe heartache almost killed Robes' life. If the steward hadn't pushed him back to guide the gas, he would probably have to breathe out.

"What the **** is going on?" Robbs, who managed to straighten out his breath, asked weakly, "tell everything you know."

The steward was worried that after the master heard it, he would be so angry that he would die. This is not an adjective. He almost died.

But looking at his master's grim eyes, even in weakness, the steward had to tell the story of what he knew.

Just three hours ago, Robes' second son, with about a hundred or so guards, went aggressively to the temple in the northwest and wanted to 'invite' Celia to the manor.

As a result, the other son refused to submit, and the second son was very eager to use force. As a result, the other party counterattacked, not only killed Robes' second son, but even the guards were more than half wounded and wounded, and the surviving prisoners.

"How dare she! How dare she!"

Almost insane roar, in exchange for a strong cough as if to spit out the lungs.

The steward immediately stepped forward and patted the owner's back gently.

It took another while before Robes' mood was balanced.

"That woman is neurotic."

Robbes felt that he didn't want to understand the mind of the other party. He was just a woman without roots, so why dare to attack all the archbishops.

And herself is her first goal to declare strength to the entire holy city.

why?

Do you think your family is bullying?

Although extremely unwilling, Robes had to admit that he was now a little scared. Everyone is an archbishop. Even if you want to deal with Celia, you should come forward yourself. He is on the same level as the other party.

And she sent a second son ... knowing that she dare to assassinate her big brother, but she was lucky, thinking that the other party would not dare to target herself on the bright side.

The result was wrong. Even the second child's life was lost, and some elite members of the family were also filled in.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. But the eyelids that kept trembling showed his inner psychological fluctuations like stormy waves.

After a short while, Robes opened his eyes. Already looking old due to weakness, this time has become more gray, as if the dying person is about to die.

"Go over with a suitable gift and tell Celia that we will find a chance to help her ask what is going on. I hope he can release our people back. As for my two sons ... an accident Has nothing to do with anyone. "

After saying this, Robes's chest collapsed, and there was almost no light in the grey eyes.

The old butler almost cried. He could see that his old master was running out of time.

The steward turned and left.

Robes sat quietly for a while, watching the sun go down, watching the sky full of stars, and night fell.

Then he struggled with his last strength, and tremblingly wrote the last words on the white paper on the table.

At this time in the North County Abbey, Monica watched expressionlessly as Robes' housekeeper delivered a small box of jewelry.

Then she nodded: "I see. I do n’t care much about the old Robes family. You can do what you love. But I have a request. After the new owner comes to power, we must help us to find out. . "

The old housekeeper was relieved: "As you wish, ma'am."

The old housekeeper who got the answer left and walked steadily.

But Monica looked for a moment, turned her head to Beta and said, "This old guy can't live long."

Beta was beside him, and nodded: "Yeah, the spirit fire is about to dissipate. I did not expect that the archbishop Robes was so unimpacted, but he died of two sons, and he would not stand up."

"He only had his first son at the age of 70. Professionals are generally not very old. Now that he is 98 years old, his strength is still slightly better. Even without this blow, he won't live long." Mo Nika set the jewelry box aside, then asked with a narrow smile, "Who's the target next?"

"You set your own, and try to find those who are bad."

"If according to your view of good and evil, none of those archbishops can be pardoned." Monica leaned her head: "I'll choose one myself. The strength of this family is just that it has more connections and I don't need to personally To dispatch, just separate a few spiders. "

While talking, the dense, translucent spider crawled out of Monica's body. If people with dense phobia see this scene, they will probably be scared to faint on the spot.

And Monica's body shrinks at an extremely fast speed, and in a short time, it will turn into a 14-year-old look.

Petite and petite, with a little petiteness on her pure face.

"Hug me back to the room!"

She held out her hands toward Beta, seeming to have a strange temptation, as if possessed by the succubus.

Beta raised her eyebrows, and Howe said without hesitation: "Go away, you are so old, and you need to hug your room. Do you think you are still four years old?"

"Then I will show you four years old."

The girl-like Monica was stomped, and a large number of spiders ran out of her body. In front of her eyes, her body shrank a lot.

Then I saw a little girl, about four years old, with pink carvings, standing on the ground dragging her long skirt.

She sucked her fingers, looking a little scared and looking at Beta with expectation: "Brother, hug."

Beta froze helplessly.

He knew that although this incarnation of Monica would retain the previous memories, the mentality matched the age of the body.

That is, the young girl in front of her is a four-year-old girl with most of Monica's memory.

Compared with a four-year-old girl, it is not interesting to compete.

He picked up little Monica, returned to the room, and laid on the bed. Cover her with a quilt.

When he wanted to leave, Monica grabbed his sleeve, tears rolling in her big eyes: "Brother, I'm afraid of the dark ..."

Beta had to stay and sang three nursery rhymes ~ www.readwn.com ~ to blame the four-year-old little Monica for asleep.

Then he stayed outside. This four-year-old little Monica didn't have any fighting power. If he was in danger, he could not avoid it.

So he couldn't stay away.

About three hours later, a large number of spiders appeared from the dark, bypassed him, and got in through the window.

After a while, the adult version of Monica appeared at the window. Her cheeks were reddish, but her eyes were clear and bright: "Brother, hug?"

Beta was unmoved and said, "Well, I'll take a break and tell me the results tomorrow morning."

Monica watched him leave, then grinned, as the night star flower bloomed, and the bright light illuminated the sky.

She seemed to understand a little now, what is Beta's weakness and how she should get along with him.

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