Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The sudden words made Histalia freeze on the spot for a moment.

However, Xia Ya did not pay attention to the other party, but just turned his head to look at the "Silver Fox" Lille beside him.

"By the way, where is the surprise that the Borgia family promised me? You won't forget it, will you?"

"Master Xia Ya is worrying too much."

The silver-haired butler responded with a smile.

Although he was a little confused about the communication between Xia Ya and his own lady, it seemed that it was just a whisper between the betrothed, and Lille did not take it too seriously.

He waved.

The next moment, two middle-aged men with calm aura and master's strength stepped out, escorting a skinny middle-aged man out.

His face was gray and withered, and his hands, which were covered by prison uniforms, were hung with a pair of thick mithril shackles. The shackles were engraved with complex patterns one after another.

This is one of the highest current masterpieces of alchemical technology. Each shackle is made of dozens of kilograms of deep-sea sunken silver, and the price exceeds 50,000 Rhine gold coins.

And its efficacy is worthy of its value.

It can block the mental power of the imprisoned person.

Under the legend, even a title-level beast master, once restrained by this mithril shackles, will not be able to communicate with his soul contract, let alone summon a pet beast... except for relying on the physical fitness of the soul contract feedback. Other than that, there is no difference from an ordinary ordinary person.

And the identity of the prisoner imprisoned by this mithril shackles is enough to match the value of this shackles.

There was a huge uproar in the hall again, far greater than before.

Everyone knew the prisoner's identity, because not long ago, wanted notices from the Theocracy were all over the streets of the northern empire.

The traitor to the Theocracy, "The Wild Wolf" Warwick.

Compared with his exclusive title as a six-ring beast master, Warwick also has a more terrifying title——

"The Slayer of Ceylon".

Eight years ago, it was he who was caught in the riot of beasts in the Northland, and the head of the Winter Flower family, the Earl of Winter, was seriously injured... launched an attack, turning the small border town called Ceylon into ruins.

Coupled with the two consecutive northern beast tides, there were almost no survivors in the entire Ceylon. It was only recently that the news came out that Char was a Ceylon survivor.

"After the tragedy in Ceylon, both the Empire and the Holy Court were furious, and Warwick also knew that he had caused a big disaster, so he hurriedly fled the civilized territory, entered the Lost Realm, and became anonymous."

"But - as one of the eight sworn families, the Borgia family has never forgotten the original covenant."

"Over the years, we have sent people to search day and night, and finally found clues about him."

"A few days ago, the head of the family personally took action, and several title-level elders in the clan cooperated to arrest this wanted criminal."

Lear looked at Xia Ya with a sincere expression: "I know that Master Xia Ya personally experienced the tragedy of his family being massacred."

"For you, you must be thinking about revenge all the time."

"So, this is the surprise that the Borgia family promised to you...bringing the culprit who massacred Ceylon to you."

"And now, Master Xia, the opportunity for you to take revenge with your own hands has come."

Snapped--

In the room above, Isadella put down the tea cup in her hand: "Mr. Guderian, you are quite generous this time."

"After all, you are robbing someone under His Highness's nose, so of course you have to be sincere."

"Not only His Highness, but our Borgia family also take note of his shining points."

"Without the resources provided by the great nobles as a backstage, he has reached this point by himself alone... The legendary threshold, which is as difficult as the natural chasm for ordinary people, should not be a problem for him."

"What I admire is not just his "Winter Flower" background, but more importantly, his person. "

"Histalya will take over my position as head of the family in the future, but she has become a candidate for a saint and will mainly develop in the Holy Court in the future."

"So, she really needs a partner to help her take care of the affairs of the empire. I am really looking for a son-in-law for myself."

Guderian smiled and took a sip of tea: "And this is the sincerity that Vermilion Rose gave to Xia."

The noisy discussion rose again.

No one thought that the Borgia family would spend so much money on a mere betrothed...

That is to capture a title-level strongman, and it is still a capture in the Lost Realm. The difficulty is not only multiplied several times.

So, for a moment, thousands of eyes focused on Xia Ya at the same time.

Also, above "Desolate Wolf" Warwick, who was released by the two soldiers and fell to his knees.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked haggard under the mithril shackles and had never spoken.

With just one glance, Xia Ya recognized this figure.

On that snowstorm night eight years ago, Charia hid behind an ice ridge on a glacier and watched the person in front of her walk into the lord's house in Ceylon.

Half an hour later, the entire city of Ceylon was engulfed in fire and black smoke.

It's not just an excuse, nor is it a random scapegoat to take the blame, nor is it an alchemy tool that changes one's appearance...

The person in front of him is undoubtedly the culprit who destroyed Ceylon.

What Lille said was right, the Borgia family really gave him a big surprise.

Xia Ya silently raised the silver-white gun from his waist.

"I know all of you have been waiting for a story like this."

"The young aristocratic young master was wiped out, and only one person survived..."

"So he worked hard, received guidance from famous teachers, and was appreciated by noble people."

"In the end, he killed the villain, married the rich and beautiful daughter of a noble family, and reached the pinnacle of his life."

Xia Ya's voice sounded so calmly throughout the hall.

"This is indeed a perfect story, because it is written like this in the book. The prince who was taken away from the throne traveled far away, accumulated strength and then regained his legitimacy."

"Step by step, the brave man chosen by God found the dusty artifact, recruited powerful teammates, and finally defeated the evil dragon and lived happily with the rescued princess."

"A man who was framed and imprisoned by a traitor escaped and found a hidden treasure. With a new attitude, he made those betrayers regret it."

"I actually like this kind of story myself. Hamlet and The Count of Monte Cristo are both template structures that are popular among readers."

Char's wrist moved slightly, and she aimed the muzzle of "Sea Blue Judgment" at the kneeling figure.

The entire hall was silent, waiting for the moment when Char would complete his revenge.

The highest level of the Oath Summit, the resting place of the Southern Overseer's attendants, the depths of the dark night, above the star realm...

Not just the regular attendees.

Xia Ya felt that several distant gazes also fell on him.

But now, Xia Ya didn't have the leisure to study these sights carefully.

At this moment.

As long as he pulls the trigger of Hailan Judgment in his hand.

Then this story that has been anticipated by thousands of people will come to a perfect end.

He will become the son-in-law of the Borgia family, with countless wealth, status and a beautiful wife.

The Borgia family will also get a legendary seedling, and will take advantage of the opportunity to gather the power of one of the eight major oath families.

Everyone is happy, except the villains who deserve it...

Also, the truth that no one knows was buried after the death of the only insider.

boom--

The gun muzzle of Hailan Judgment burst out with fire, and the bullets whirled rapidly and shot towards Warwick's eyebrows.

"It seems that I win this round, Your Highness."

In the top room, Guderian's words rang out.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Isadella's beautiful red eyes, but she said nothing more.

This is the Borgia family's obvious conspiracy... The sincerity paid by the other party is indeed far more than the small favor given by himself.

She couldn't think of a reason for Xia's refusal.

But, the next moment.

The high-speed rotating bullet shattered when it touched Warwick's eyebrows.

This was an unexpected turn of events.

Of course, it is nothing unusual for a normal title-level beast master to defend against a bullet, but at this moment Warwick is clearly imprisoned by the deep sea mithril shackles.

Warwick himself is not a physically enhanced beast master. He does not have the ability to resist bullets with his human body. Without the blessing of soul covenant and spiritual power, the most ordinary bullet is enough to kill him. .

After an interval of one ten thousandth of a breath.

The broken bullet turned into a dark red liquid, which gathered between Warwick's eyebrows, reflecting a strange red color.

next moment.

Click——

The sound of something breaking sounded.

The pale golden illusory chains wrapped around Warwick's face shattered.

Alchemical warhead - "Destroy the Demon".

It has no physical lethality, but can break things like seals and elemental barriers.

At this moment, Char's magic-breaking bullet was shot.

What it broke was the magical seal that blocked Warwick's body and caused him to lose his five senses.

As the illusory chain turned into fragments and dissipated, the haggard man who was imprisoned in mithril shackles and silent like a living dead suddenly had a look in his eyes.

He opened his eyes blankly, and the next moment, he saw a pair of red-gold eyes that looked like flowing lava.

"Why did you attack Ceylon?"

A majestic, emperor-like voice sounded.

As a title-level beastmaster, Warwick should have been resistant to such intimidating skills.

But at this moment, his mental power was blocked, and he was seriously injured and extremely weak, so he followed the supreme command and answered without any resistance.

"The Vermilion Rose family sent me a secret message. As long as I can destroy the Winter Flower family without leaving any trace behind, they will use their influence in the empire to help me escape the pursuit of the Theocracy."

As he spoke, Warwick's expression suddenly turned a bit hateful.

It was no longer the answer forced by "royal authority" like before, but he took the initiative to speak and spoke faster.

"But Borgia broke his promise and actually wanted to capture me as a bargaining chip to win over a damn fish that slipped through the net. I knew these shameless things from the Empire..."

Warwick's words stopped abruptly.

Because the next moment, his chest was pierced by a spinning bullet.

What followed was a loud roar from the muzzle, and a huge bloody hole that exploded.

The speeding black bullet penetrated four or five metal tables and chairs, and finally carved straight into the wall, penetrating into it for more than ten centimeters.

This time it was real ammunition, armor-piercing bullets from the military, which were also leftover from large-scale purchases.

Char had no chance to use it in the historical reverberation before, but now it comes in handy.

"I'm sorry, I'm the damn fish that slipped through the net that you mentioned."

Char looked around and smiled silently.

This smile was very plain, but it made every nobleman touched by Xia Ya's gaze feel a cold feeling in his heart at this moment, regardless of his camp position.

"Unfortunately, it seems that this story belongs to me——"

"It's not as perfect as the book says."

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