The Son of Light of the Snake House

"Father! I want to recruit these two disciples of the God of Darkness to you!" The eldest prince ran into the hall excitedly, followed by Draco and Harry who had re-dressed.

The king struggled to straighten his fat body from the loose throne: "This...these are those two—"

Draco took the lead in taking a step forward, and the black cloak embroidered with gold embroidered across the wavy arc, he greeted the king with one hand: "We generally call it the 'Agent'. "

"Good! Good!" The king smiled happily: "What method are you going to use to help me get rid of the people from the Temple of Light?"

Draco glanced back at Harry, and Harry immediately stepped forward: "You should ask, when will you be able to unify the whole world?"

The king was even happier, his eyes were squeezed by the fat, leaving two slits: "Great, great! When will you get rid of them for me?"

Draco raised his head slowly, showing a smile: "That depends on the price you can pay."

"The price?" The king was dumbfounded. He and his eldest son looked at each other, and saw the same doubts in each other's eyes: "What price?"

"It's like you have to pay for buying things, and you have to pay for killing people. If you pray to God for something, God also needs to charge a price." Draco's face was pure and calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing .

"But the God of Light—"

"We don't believe in the light, my king." Harry laughed.

Before the king could say anything else, the night outside the window suddenly became thicker, the moon was covered, and the room became dark, leaving only the flickering light of the candle.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of green light shot into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded in the middle of the clouds—a huge skull surrounded by snakes appeared above the sky, with the red pupils of the snake Scarlet like blood.

"What's that?!" The king struggled backwards in fear, knocked down the throne, and fell backwards with his head down. The eldest prince screamed in fright, curled up in a corner, leaving his fat outside.

Draco and Harry were taken aback, and Harry blurted out, "This is the Dark Mark—"

Draco smiled happily: "Yes, it's ours."

Then he looked back at the King, though he could only see the bottom of the fallen throne: "Your Majesty, why don't we talk about the 'price' now? "

There was a chrysalis behind the throne, and the king stumbled out from behind and wiped the sweat from his head with a handkerchief: "What price do you... the great god hope to get?"

"How about blood and life?"

"……make a deal."

Naturally, it is impossible for anyone to have that honor as a price.

Preferably the most noble royal blood.

...............

"It's just dry talking about cooperation, not the attitude of looking for someone to cooperate with." Lei Duo said this, took a big gulp of barley wine, and then slammed the glass on the wooden table.

"We're waiting for a turning point," Hermione said.It's a pity that even she herself doesn't know what the turning point is.

"Turning opportunity?" Lei Duo smiled disdainfully: "I know what you civilized people who have read books are thinking about, it's nothing more than some tactics and some analysis, but little girl, listen to me—"

One of her legs lifted up, wiped Hermione's ear and fell on the table, making a loud noise, and the glass of wheat wine spilled all over the floor: "When I was fighting the enemy on the battlefield, no one told me What do I call tactical analysis?"

Lei Duo stretched out her hand, and the little brother next to her handed her her double-headed ax in a polite manner. She swung it easily and pointed the sharp ax blade at Hermione's neck: "When the enemy has the ability to chop They don't think about whether you're a master tactician when you blow your head, you know?"

The whole tavern was dead silent.

Lei Duo put down her big ax boredly, and let it fall to the ground, passing through the wooden floor, she waved her hand casually: "If you are afraid, go home and find your mother."

Before Hermione could speak, she suddenly heard a sound similar to fireworks being fired nearby.

Lei Duo bounced off the wooden chair: "What's the sound?"

She walked out vigilantly holding an ax, and a huge bright green skull was emerging in the deep black sky, surrounded by a red-eyed snake, and the ground against it was turning green.

"What's that?" Lei Duo's eyes were fixed on the mark, puzzled: "Is it an organization I haven't heard of...the handwriting is so big?"

Hermione came out quietly, took a deep breath under the skull, and even seemed to enjoy it a little.

The turnaround came.

Lei Duo glanced back at her: "Miss, I advise you to leave as soon as possible - you don't want to know how greedy they are for an organization that can do such a big thing."

"It's ok."

"What?" Lei Duo frowned.

"Because this is our people." She smiled, and her smile looked even weirder under the green reflection.

"If it is now, can the Rose Mercenary Group consider cooperating with us again?"

"Why must it be us?"

"Because I heard that the Rose Mercenary Group is the most reputable mercenary group in Motivola, and its strength is also among the best."

Lei Duo took a deep breath, she didn't know what to say now...

"What's the name of your organization?"

Hermione stuck: "Uh...Hogwarts? Or Death Eaters?"

Lei Duo: "...Are you asking me??"

The author has something to say:

Draco: Reinforcements are here!Do whatever you want!

Harry:? ? ?Isn't this just an ordinary Dark Mark?I don't really understand you Death Eaters.jpg

Hermione: Seeing the Dark Mark in another world is like coming home!