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Just when Ella's mind was in a state of confusion, there was a knock on the door behind her.

She thought it was the man and jumped up, but what she heard was her daughter's childish voice:

"Mom, are you crying?"

Ella calmed herself down and opened the door, and saw her daughter Dilis standing outside the door with her toy in her arms and her face upturned.

"Mom." The little girl called again, her tone filled with anxiety and concern.

Aila squatted down and hugged her daughter gently, "It's okay, Mommy is fine."

"But I just saw Dad bullying Mom."

Dilis mentioned the scene she observed in secret.

Aila immediately knew it was because of the hug her husband had just given her. She looked a little uncomfortable, but she still comforted him, “No, it was just me and your father talking.”

The little girl had a simple mind, so she nodded naively.

……

The Kingdom of Zen, Midgar City.

In a secretly rebuilt underground city somewhere, the old marshal and the Red Lotus Guardian of the Earth God Capital stepped into a luxuriously decorated room together.

Some important people have already prepared wine and food and are waiting here.

It was the Holy Spirit Patriarch and several highly prestigious elders in the tribe.

When the two people who came in saw this style, they were stunned. The old marshal looked at his ex-wife with only hatred in his eyes.

But the Holy Spirit Family and the Kingdom had informed him of this meeting, and his identity was just a messenger.

No one knew what the other party and the king had said, which made the king extremely cautiously ask the old marshal not to be impulsive.

"Nice to meet you, worthy Earth God Capital Red Lotus Guardian. I am extremely honored to meet you."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch greeted like an ordinary, enthusiastic and elegant lady, without any demeanor of a leader of a mysterious organization.

This attitude made the two people who came in feel alert.

The two elders who followed him also kept a very humble attitude, bending over with smiles behind the patriarch.

Honglian felt goose bumps all over his body, and his tone of voice was a little unnatural. "Don't be so polite, I'm just accompanying my students here."

"But you still deserve this respect." The Holy Spirit Patriarch still smiled.

She cast her eyes at the old marshal, full of affection.

This kind of look made this powerful warrior, who had been on many battlefields and had an extremely strong knight's heart, retreat several steps.

has a problem! There is definitely a problem!

This is the cry in the old marshal’s heart.

"My dear, it's been so long since we last met. Are you okay?"

The Holy Spirit Patriarch displayed a tenderness that seemed to be able to melt steel, but this performance did not make anyone at the scene feel warm.

Even the two elders of the Holy Spirit Family were secretly swallowing their saliva.

Beads of sweat appeared on the old marshal's forehead, and the Red Lotus Protector's face twitched, with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Let's get straight to the point and stop with these hypocritical courtesies."

The old marshal endured the discomfort and sat down in his seat.

The Red Lotus Guardian also sat aside without saying a word.

Faced with unkind words, the Holy Spirit Patriarch remained calm and always had a smile on his face.

He personally poured tea for the two guests and started chatting: "Speaking of which, after I talked to you, Delaron, last time, I went back and thought a lot. I did do a lot of things that I shouldn't have done. I'm not angry at all for your attitude towards me, but after the elders' advice, I figured out a lot. I'd better make some things clear. After all, we are husband and wife..."

"If you have a purpose, just say it directly. Stop doing these fake things. It's a waste of time."

The old marshal spoke in an icy voice.

The Holy Spirit Patriarch paused for a moment and just uttered a few helpless laughs.

The Red Lotus Guardian's eyes flickered.

The two Holy Spirit Family elders glanced at their own family head barely.

"There is no conspiracy this time. You can really trust me, Delaron."

The earnest words of the Holy Spirit Patriarch were only met with two cold snorts from the old marshal.

She placed her hands on her legs under the table and continued, "I want to make it up to the children. In fact, I did not order the killing of Jinde and his wife. It was Marcel, the succubus, who acted on his own. When I sent people to stop him, it was already too late."

"Enough!!!" The old marshal slapped the table, and because he didn't use enough force, the table broke into several pieces.

The old man's eyes were bulging out, his chest heaving violently, "Deloit! Are you treating us like children? ! ! If you called me here just to talk about this! Then it's over!"

Being yelled at like this, the old marshal did not notice the mocking expression on the face of the vicious woman opposite him, who was actually sobbing!

The burly bear-like figure was frozen in place as if under a spell.

The Holy Spirit Patriarch was still covering his face and crying, as if he had suffered a great injustice, and tears were really flowing out from between his fingers.

Not to mention the old marshal, even the Red Lotus protectors showed a look of surprise.

Just when the two were in uncertainty and didn't know how to react, the two elders naturally showed sad expressions and hurried to comfort their family head.

"Chief! This is not your fault! I have advised you before! Demons can never be trusted! You are too kind! We all know the suffering you have endured over the years..."

"Yeah! Don't think about committing suicide again! The family will really collapse if you do that!"

For some reason, this tragic scene made the old marshal feel dizzy and his body staggered as if he could not stand steadily.

I don't know how the Holy Spirit Patriarch, who was covering his face, noticed this detail. He stepped forward and took the old marshal's hand, and said in panic:

"Draren! What happened to you!? Are you okay!?"

The old marshal lowered his head in a trance and saw the look in the eyes of the Holy Spirit Patriarch. He could not sense the slightest falsehood in the worry he saw.

Because the Holy Spirit Patriarch's concern at this moment was genuine, and she didn't want anything to happen to her ex-husband at this time.

The Red Lotus Guardian raised his half-extended hand, snorted with an unfriendly expression, and put his hand down, not wanting to watch this scene.

After taking a few deep breaths, the old marshal shook off the slender hand that was holding his wrist. "Let's talk business, Deloit. My body can't stand your toy anymore. I just want to protect Burt and the others. Don't mess with me, big shots like you."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch who was thrown away looked extremely distressed and fell to the ground. Everyone could see that most of his original vitality was lost.

The health and abundant magical reserves she had just possessed seemed fake.

The two elders seemed to be frightened again and called out to the clan leader helplessly.

The old marshal and the Red Lotus protector were stunned again.

The Holy Spirit Patriarch is a powerful extraordinary being of level seven. It is impossible for his vitality to be so weak. It is extremely dangerous to be in such a state.

The Red Lotus Protector finally stood up and examined the body of the patriarch on the ground with sharp eyes.

After a moment, she asked, "Where did you consume your life essence?"