Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 358 Face Change
The death of a master painting is not a trivial matter. As soon as the news of the death of Master Lermi was reported back to the Vienna Academy of Arts, there was an uproar.

Although the Vienna Academy of Arts is currently in decline and there is no martial saint-level powerhouse to suppress it, there are a total of four venerable-level powerhouses in the academy. The current dean, Master Franz, is the peak of the venerable level. A powerful existence that is only one step away from the next level.

After the news came, the dean, who had been painting in seclusion all the year round and ignored worldly affairs, was also alarmed. After leaving the seclusion, he led the masters of the Art Academy to search for the truth of the matter.

After all, no matter what, the French can't just believe what they say. They say that Master Lermi was killed by a German spy and they firmly believe it, and they have formed a bridge with Germany.At this time, they are more willing to believe their eyes.

They went to the prison, met the dozen or so low-level painters, identified and confirmed their testimony for themselves.He rushed to Art Street non-stop, inquired and collected information, and entered the long-closed Vienna Comics Club, where he saw puddles of blood still remaining on the ground.

There are witnesses and evidences, even if they don't like the French, the entire Art Academy was mobilized and mobilized various relationships to help the patrol team search for the two heinous "German spies" throughout the city.

But obviously, even if these guys turned the whole of Vienna upside down, they still couldn't find Zhang Ang and Adolf.There is no other reason, because they have already left Vienna!

Vienna is now the center of the incident. It is the place where the French army and martial arts masters stay behind the most, and it is also the place where the French are the strongest.Here the opponent has an overwhelming advantage. With only Zhang Ang and Adolf, even with the addition of dozens of newly joined members of the Austrian Revolutionary Party, how easy is it to start a riot in Vienna?
So early in the morning when the comic books were distributed, Zhang Ang and Adolf left Vienna just as the city gates opened, leaving only the dozens of members of the Austrian Revolutionary Party to stay here to spread rumors and fan the flames.

As for what to do after leaving Vienna, it is natural to continue with the established plan. After all, the spark restaurants in various places have been open for so long, the development is in full swing, and the influence is increasing day by day. It is time for this spark to start a prairie fire.

Non-stop all the way, Zhang Ang and Adolf came to the city of Graz, which is located in the middle of Austria and is the largest city in Austria except Vienna.

As soon as they entered the city, three people greeted them. They were the three of the six hundred survivors brought all the way from Germany, and they were also the builders and managers of the Spark Restaurant in Graz.

Without further ado, Zhang Ang asked directly: "Have you got in touch?"

"I have already contacted you. Marquis Mason can see you anytime." The member said respectfully.

"Okay, lead the way!" Zhang Ang gave the order decisively, and now every second counts, and he cannot afford to waste any time.

The Marquis of Mason is the lord of the city of Graz, the ruler of the city, and one of the oldest nobles in Austria.

The city lord's mansion is resplendent and resplendent, like a small palace.Led by the attendants of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Ang and Adolf walked into the study of Marquis Mason.

Marquis Mason had been waiting inside for a long time. He squinted his eyes and said with a superior tone: "You two are the leaders of this Austrian Revolutionary Party? You look younger than I thought."

"Yes, we are." This time it was Adolf who spoke, after all Zhang Ang was far inferior to him in eloquence: "Besides, being young doesn't mean incompetent, right?"

"That's true." Marquis Mason laughed, "I never imagined that just the two of you, with so few comic books, would be able to make such a big deal happen in Vienna."

"The crux of the matter does not lie in the comic book itself, but in its contents!" Adolf asked, "Have you read the eighth book?"

"Oh, I just read it not long ago. Grand Duke Louisa is a witch of the Witch Cult. It's really thanks to you guys who figured it out." Marquis Mason said with a smile, "Tell me to think, I definitely can't figure it out."

"No, no, no, Mr. Marquis, you may not understand what we mean. This is not something we fabricated out of thin air." Adolf shook his head again and again: "It is a fact! The current Queen of Austria, Grand Duke Luisa is indeed a witch The witch of the church, one of their four archbishops!"

"Anyone can say this empty talk, what about the evidence?" Marquis Mason's face became serious.

"There are many evidences, of course. The simplest one is that the martial saints who fought for France on the front line are all members of the so-called Goddess Cult. It’s not someone who is uninformed, he must know.” Adolf asked back.

"I have indeed heard some of this, but it does not prove that Grand Duke Louisa is a member of the Witch Cult." Marquis Mason still refused to believe it.

"It's impossible that you haven't heard of the assassination more than a month ago." Adolf continued: "At that time, Grand Duke Luisa used the "Black Death Fist" of the Witch Cult!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Black Death Fist is not the only boxing method that emits black heterogeneous qi on the mainland. Maybe it's some adventure that Grand Duke Luisa encountered when he was in exile?" Marquis Mason still didn't let go.

Adolf sighed: "Oh, it's meaningless for you to say that, Lord Marquis. There are quite a few punches, but there are not many punches that are so fast, powerful, and have such distinctive characteristics. The only ones that can be obtained are less"

"Okay, okay, okay, let me take a step back, so what if Grand Duke Luisa is a member of the Witch Cult? She is the legal heir of Austria, even if I am willing to raise troops to resist, how many people will listen to me?" Mason The Marquis was still hesitant.

"Didn't we say in the comic book that she is not the original Princess Luisa! The current Grand Duke Luisa is faked by a Witch Cult!" Adolf's voice was very severe.

"Hehe, it's okay to deceive others with this kind of lie, but it can't deceive me!" Marquis Mason also said in a stern tone: "I am also a nobleman after all, and I met Grand Duke Louisa several times ten years ago. I remember clearly. Besides, I was also invited to the succession ceremony this time. There is not much difference in appearance! It is nothing more than that the little girl has grown up. She has a small mole under the corner of her eyebrow, which is still there now. The appearance is basically There is no difference! It is me!"

"Oh, what you see may not be true! The methods of the Witch Cult are not so simple!" Adolf clapped his hands: "Come on, show the Marquis!"

Hearing the order, Zhang Ang took two steps forward, put his hands on his face, and then slowly touched his face under the surprised gaze of Marquis Mason.

In ten seconds, Zhang Ang changed from a young man's face to a ferocious bearded man, and in another ten seconds, he turned into a round-faced, honest middle-aged man. He became a resolute young man with a square face, and in another ten seconds, he turned into a kind old man with white hair and white beard
Seeing Zhang Ang constantly changing his appearance, Marquis Mason's face was also changing, and his tone was a little trembling: "This is really amazing!"

Zhang Ang took off the "Various Changes Mask", revealed his original appearance, and introduced: "This is the secret treasure of the Witch Cult, called the 'Various Changes Face'. There are two pieces, one male and one female. I won one, and the other is still in the hands of the Witch Cult, and is now being used by that fake Grand Duke Louisa!"

(End of this chapter)