Chapter 805
My Empire Chapter 805
2020-11-03
Chapter 805 807bratWhen the Dragon Emperor was preparing to bluff and talk to the Alanhill Empire about conditions, another corner of the world, a gorgeous The castle, in the room with carved beams and painted buildings, is putting on a good show.
"pa!" After a loud slap, a youngster dressed in a gorgeous aristocratic costume fell to the ground. He scrambled twice in fear before avoiding the all-out kick from the middle-aged noble behind him.
"What are you doing! He's your own son!" The middle-aged noble woman in gold and silver pulled her husband, crying and begging for mercy, "You're breaking out again. What's wrong? Quickly, apologize to your father!"
"Apologize? It's too late!" The man gasping for breath to break free from the woman's pull, and he caught up with another kick: "You unfilial son How did I give birth to such an idiot as you!"
"I know it's wrong! I know it's wrong, isn't it okay?" The youngster, who was crawling and kicked again, fell to the floor, Crying and begging for mercy, the servants downstairs who were cleaning the castle as usual kept quiet out of fear.
"Okay! You are a count anyway, what does it look like to beat your son like this..." The woman immediately felt distressed when she saw her son being beaten like this, and caught up to hold him back. My husband: "You calm down too."
I don't know where to put my manly hands, pushing and trying to keep kicking my son on the ground: "Get out of the way! I'm going to kill this idiot who has more than enough success today!"
"No matter what mistakes he made, he's still just a child..." The woman glanced at her son distressedly, seeing him Not knowing how to run, the hate iron for not becoming steel turned around and persuaded her husband: "He has confessed to you, isn't he already aware of his mistakes! What trouble can he make at such an age? "
"It's nothing more than a little hoof seduce our family Sam... send some money and it'll be fine..." In her opinion, her husband's family has a great career, and nothing can be settled. .
Actually, with the strength of their family, in this backcountry, there is really nothing to settle.
It's nothing more than occupying someone's girl, or killing someone's blind bastard, it's not a big deal.
Lose some money at worst, has this kind of thing happened less often in the past? To blame, his husband is usually too busy and doesn't care about the family. Naturally, the child is also naughty.
But a child is still a child after all. No matter how naughty he is, how much trouble can he make? Isn't it just a matter of finding a few life-long friends and a toto relationship, and the matter is over?
"You! What do you know?" The man was on the verge of collapse, he pointed at his son with a trembling hand, wishing to rip him alive: "You let him speak! You let him speak for himself! "
"Sam...you, what's wrong with you this time?" The woman stopped her husband, turned her head, and questioned her son.
The youngster who fell to the ground looked pale with fright, and replied with a trembling voice: "I, I am, I just participated in a... one, an organization, and I made some friends in it. ."
The more he spoke, the more fluent he became, and even as he spoke, he felt that he was right: "They are all nobles, we have agreed that in the future, we can help each other, let us The business will be bigger!"
Of course, he concealed the most important part, which is that this so-called, mutual help mysterious organization, meeting to discuss things, is a heinous terrifying crime .
"You! You still have the face to say it!" Master count subconsciously wanted to touch the long sword around his waist, but found that he was in his own home and did not wear the long sword that symbolized the glory of the family at all. sword.
He really wanted to kill his son with a sword, because he had heard of that organization and knew what terrifying things that organization was planning.
This mysterious organization was founded by a group of bastards who were not afraid of death. The idea was to overthrow Emperor Alanhill's rule and use merchants to control the entire empire.
These guys have been getting together frequently recently to discuss how to assassinate the ancient emperor and create chaos to gain power.
He didn't dare to participate in this kind of activity, but what he didn't know was that his son had joined this organization behind his back, and he was still making plans inside, just like a small leader!
Of course, if it was just that, he would break his son's leg today, put him in a dungeon, and prevent him from being stupid again.
To his despair, just yesterday, the Emperor of the Empire, Chris Your Majesty, was actually assassinated!
When he heard the news, he was still taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, thinking that the people who planned the assassination were all idiots - as a result, just now, his son who had been fooling around all night terrified Son, confessed everything to him.
"Your good son! He went out and fooled around and lied to those girls, I don't care! Now he is actually planning to assassinate the emperor!" Pointing at his son, the count almost backed away gas to go.
"Isn't it a plot to assassinate... You, what did you say?" Mrs. Count was stunned for a moment when she heard her husband say such terrifying words. She stood there in a daze, even forgetting her son, still lying on the floor.
The entire castle fell into an unusually eerie silence, as if the people who were arguing just now evaporated at this moment.
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"Huck..." In another castle, a chair with gorgeous waves carved on its armrest fell to the floor, struggling with its feet in the air, and soon after. Stop moving.
When the maid opened the door and was about to enter the house to pack up, the young and beautiful she saw the other two maids lying on the floor, with unwillingness and pain written on their hideous faces.
They were poisoned to death because the corners of their mouths still had white spittle flowing out. On the bed lay a naked woman, the mistress of the family.
At this moment, she no longer has the elegance and poised of the past, lying there long ago without sound. A bottle filled with poison tumbled on the floor, and the strange-colored liquid spilled out and was flowing along the gap in the floor.
"Ah!" The maid let out a hysterical scream, and the servants who heard the shouting hurriedly gathered around.
They saw their patriarch, the young owner of the room, motionless, hanging from the beams, in decent clothes, but with a shoe on one foot that had fallen to the ground with a struggle.
A few hours ago, this corpse hanging on the beam was the richest youngster in this small town...
(End of this chapter)
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