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Glenn left Bayek and planned to go pick up the blonde lady himself.

By the way, destroy that punk family.

The big deer was riding at the fastest speed on Kingdom Avenue. Heli didn't have a frame, so he was riding it alone.

There was no stopping on the way.

If the big deer gets tired, Glenn will transform and carry the deer on his back for a while, and the speed is as fast as lightning.

Somewhat funny.

We arrived at the agreed meeting point just the next day.

When Pernas saw Glenn, he excitedly rushed up to him and gave him a big hug.

"Okay, you smell bad." Glenn broke the exciting atmosphere very bluntly.

"It's because I did what you said these days that things turned out like this!" The blonde lady pushed Glenn away and stomped hard on the back of her foot.

But this little pain was nothing to Glenn, so he just let the other party vent his anger.

"Why are you so annoying!" Pernas said angrily when she saw that the other person was not hurt at all after being stepped on by her and was even smiling at her.

"Is this how you treat your life-saving military advisor?" Glenn looked sad.

The blonde lady could only say shyly, "Thank you..."

"That's right, it's so cute like this." Glenn patted the blonde lady's dirty hair.

The latter's face turned even redder, but he did not avoid it.

"Okay, I'm going to go clean up those bastards at Punk's house now. You can use the gold coins you have to enjoy yourself, take a nice hot bath, and eat some delicious food."

Glenn said as he was about to ride on the big deer towards the main town of Battersea.

Pernas hurriedly asked, "Wait, can you do it alone? Or would it be better to bring help with you?"

"Don't underestimate my ability. Have you forgotten how I saved you from danger? Wait and read tomorrow's newspaper. It will be very exciting."

As he said this, Glenn rode the big deer into the distance.

He planned to use assassination for this operation.

By letting the news of the destruction of the Punk Family spread a few days later, he would have time to completely hide his whereabouts. Even a magician who could review events that happened over a longer period of time would not be able to find his real body.

Although his strength means he is not afraid of the guardian knights and special law enforcement team of the main city, there are no interference from demons there.

What if they find a magician who is extremely good at tracking and divination? Wouldn't he be exposed and have no peace of mind from then on?

Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, Pernas stared blankly for a long time.

At this moment, her mood was indescribably complicated.

……

Battersea Main.

In the General Police Station.

Count Punk, who had no idea that he was about to face a disaster, was still arguing with the Attorney General.

These days, the news that Count Punk's eldest son kidnapped Viscount Laubern's niece has been widely circulated.

It can be said that the Punk family is in a state of panic.

Now another bizarre thing has been reported - Homit is dead.

This only made the situation between the two nobles worse.

It has become an inevitable topic of conversation for many outsiders.

"I told you! I know nothing about this matter! I just came back from the capital! You should know! Because of that elf mission, how can I have the time to do such a thing!? And my stupid eldest son might have been taken advantage of! He is also old, how could he kidnap an underage girl!?"

Listening to Count Punk's shameless words, the Chief Justice and several senior police officers on the opposite side had no expression on their faces.

As for what he secretly thought in his heart, it is unknown.

"Well, my respected Lord Earl, everyone in the main city of Battersea knows what kind of people your descendants are. Fortunately, you didn't let us find evidence, otherwise today wouldn't have happened. Now we are looking for you to give your family a decent face. Don't wait for us to produce solid evidence before you confess. That will only bring shame to your ancestors."

The Attorney General was a man with a very old-fashioned and harsh face, and he spoke very directly.

Just because you have the Kingdom's support! You dare to speak to me like this! It's really outrageous! ... Count Punk was resentful in his heart, but his smile remained unchanged:

"Of course I know, but I believe that no matter how bad my son's character is, he would never do such a thing..."

……

When he came out of the police station, several servants accompanying Count Punk protected him.

While thinking about how to suppress the matter, Count Punk walked towards his own carriage.

If nobles attack each other, then some laws that protect nobles will become useless. This is also the reason why Count Punk is very worried now.

"Count Punk."

Before he got into the car, a familiar female voice called out to him.

When I turned around, it was Mrs. Aniya.

Count Punk's face darkened. It was the other party who made him so embarrassed now. He already hated this woman and her daughter to the core.

He didn't think about whose fault it was, he only knew who was causing trouble for him.

"Mrs. Anya, what can I do for you?" He was no longer as enthusiastic as before, and his face was full of impatience.

Mrs. Ania, wearing a light yellow dress and a small, delicate lady's bonnet on her head, stood in front of a carriage accompanied by two maids.

Apparently the other party came to the police station and happened to meet Count Punk who was about to leave.

"Have a nice night, Count Punk." Although she said the blessing, there was an expression of watching a good show in Mrs. Anya's eyes.

"Psycho..." Count Punk cursed under his breath, got in the carriage and left.

On the way, thinking back to Madam Anya's tone and expression, Count Punk always felt uneasy, as if something extremely bad was about to happen.

Could it be that this woman wanted to do something to me? Just her? She was just being mysterious...

Amidst all kinds of speculation, he finally returned to the gate of his own manor.

But before he got out of the car, he heard the dark magician who was responsible for protecting him suddenly said solemnly: "Wait a minute, sir, there is a breath of death in the manor."

Count Punk paused, a sense of crisis arose, and he asked in a low voice: "Do you know what happened?"

The dark magician said: "Many people died in the manor..."

"What?" Count Punk's pupils shrank sharply, and his heartbeat reached an extreme speed. "There are more than a dozen third-level dark magicians and more than twenty second-level knights in the manor! Who can break in and kill people?!"

After a moment of silence, the other party said with a slightly fearful tone: "Although I don't know who went in, I suggest that we better leave here. This is for our own safety."

"Then leave quickly!" Count Punk was trembling all over as he sat in the carriage. He recalled what Anya said at the entrance of the police station and suddenly realized, "That woman must know something!"

The carriage was about to leave when it suddenly shook, and then a devilish voice said, "Since you're here, why don't you sit for a while before leaving?"

A pair of large black hands instantly pulled the carriage and all the servants into the manor.

……