Chapter 975 975. Anger

Ten minutes ago, Que Shen Palace.

This is a dark and abyssal space, but there are twelve shining golden portals standing on all sides.

In front of each door stood a vague human silhouette, with the overwhelming pressure of a saint or even a sage.

However, judging from their status, most of them are projections, not the real bodies.

A sacred statue is suspended in the middle of the space, holding two human figures in its hands.

The woman holding an umbrella on the left is Ke Yanqing.

On the right stood an old woman draped in a crimson divine robe. Her brows drooped, and her voice, thick with dusk, spoke with authority. "According to Mother's instructions, we must do our utmost to achieve cooperation with the Abyss Saints. Therefore, if everyone present has no objection, the specific terms of the transaction with the Abyss Saints will be determined as follows."

The figures in front of the twelve golden gates nodded and voiced their agreement.

"I will obey Mother God's will."

The spiritual materials required by the Abyss Saints are too huge, so even if it is the order of Mother, the Twelve Seats have to discuss it.

After all, the spiritual materials have to come from the clans behind the twelve seats, and who will contribute more and who will contribute less will require a lot of debate.

However, the Plantagenet people's faith in the "Mother" was indeed pure, and the Twelve Seats did not haggle too much on the matter. Many seats were willing to make concessions and allow their clans to produce more spiritual materials.

And now that war is imminent, they cannot afford to fight openly or secretly as usual.

"Ke Shi, please go to the Sumeru Gate after sunrise." The old woman tilted her head and said in a low voice.

Ke Yanqing lowered his umbrella slightly, which meant he accepted the offer.

The old woman's name is Jin Xiangfeng, from the Jin clan

Ke Yanqing's duties are similar to those of the Saint of the Black Moon Church. She is responsible for shaping the image and character of Plantagenet, while Jin Xiangfeng is responsible for expanding the Plantagenet clan.

However, in the past thousand years, broom has stopped absorbing foreign lineages and incorporating them into the broom family.

Instead, they developed the "lower tribe" through marriage.

For example, the Mu family from District 51. The daughter of the Mu family is omnipotent in the spiritual music world, and her image in front of the public is even better and more famous than that of the Black Moon Saint. Therefore, she was favored by the Plantagenet, and Jin Xiangfeng agreed to marry her to Kovis, the second son of the Ko family.

However, with the strong intervention of the Elemental Church, this marriage came to nothing.

Although Jin Xiangfeng handles these trivial matters on a daily basis, she is the most senior of the three maids, even older than the twelfth maid.

Therefore, as a maidservant, Ke Yanqing also has to give the elderly a certain amount of respect.

During the conversation, the figures in front of the Twelve Golden Gates faded away one after another and returned to the front line.

Only An Xingjia, Madam An, and a long-haired man in a black robe were left.

"Everyone, please move to the inspection hall for a causal test."

Seeing the woman holding the umbrella about to leave, the long-haired man smiled calmly, "My two maids, please stay. Under the potential threat of the Huojin Rules, even two maids may be affected."

Ke Yanqing couldn't help but frown, feeling inexplicably irritated. His younger brother was frightened yesterday and urgently needed her comfort. He didn't have time to waste doing any cause-and-effect testing.

After all, her interpersonal relationships are not complicated. Apart from Conan and Corvis, there is basically no one worthy of her attention.

However, seeing that Jin Xiangfeng did not refuse, she followed the long-haired man to the inspection room as he said.

She didn't know what to say, so she just fell behind and caught up.

The long-haired man is named Kozelek, also from the Ko family. He was once an extremely outstanding super genius who was good at studying cause and effect and curses.

Standing in the center of the formation, Ke Yanqing closed his eyes and waited for two minutes. Sure enough, there was no abnormal reaction.

Wasting time, she looked at Kozelek unhappily and said calmly: "Can I leave now?"

In terms of family relationship, Kozelek is actually Keyanqing's uncle, but in front of the maid, he had to remain respectful and lower his head sideways: "Of course, my lady maid."

Ke Yanqing walked down the stairs, but just when she was halfway out of the range of the formation, she paused, and her beautiful and gentle eyes hidden under the umbrella suddenly narrowed.

clatter--

She stepped out of the formation steps and stood still on the blue brick floor. The umbrella hung low over her nose, revealing only half of her delicate face. Her slender body under the blue flag skirt was tense and trembling imperceptibly.

However, she did not show any more abnormalities. She just turned around slowly and looked at the formation in front of her again.

Kozelek noticed that the person had not left yet, and turned back in confusion: "Madam Maid, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"How accurate is your causal test?"

"Accuracy?" Kozelek shook his head. "This item is actually an epic divine relic. Combined with some low-level spiritual clothing I've researched, it can barely trace the cause and effect. But if the enemy is at Huojin's level, the efficiency will naturally be low and the accuracy will not be high."

The accuracy is not high? Ke Yanqing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but heard,

"So I made some improvements, concentrating the effectiveness of group causal investigation on one person. The accuracy can reach 99%. The disadvantage is that I can only complete the detection of four Venerable-level beings in a day."

"So, we've only completed the investigation of the twelve seats and the three maids. In the next few days, we'll investigate the heads of the major clans and their direct blood relatives one by one. Lady Maid, why are you asking this?"

"It's okay, I'm just curious." Ke Yanqing said calmly, turned around and walked away slowly.

She held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly along the Starry Corridor, her face cold and expressionless under the umbrella.

She suddenly remembered something just now. She had been living in guilt and self-blame for accidentally killing her third brother Ke Beiwang all these years, and she had never been able to get rid of it.

But why, in the past two days, the heavy mood has eased compared to the past?

The more she thought about it, the more details she remembered, and the more illusory her memories of Conan became, as if they were about to break away and disappear at any time.

This terrified her.

She wouldn't let the memories fade away.

Ke Yanqing lowered his eyes to look at the golden sparrow at his feet and said calmly:

"Let's go, Xiaoque. Don't look for my younger brother yet. Let's go to the Xumi Gate first and complete the deal with the Abyss Saint."

Escaping is shameful, but useful, and she doesn't want to face that fear for the time being.

Cry—the goldfinch cried loudly, then turned and flew eastward.

But at this moment, a light blue light appeared on the back of her hand. It was the spy she had placed next to Kovis, monitoring every move of this restless second brother.

A pale blue light spread out, and a message appeared: "Madam Maid, Corvis has sent three assassins to assassinate Conan."

"!" Ke Yanqing was stunned. He took a deep breath and controlled the golden sparrow to change direction again, flying through the air at high speed.

In that gradually illusory memory, Corvez was indeed full of malice towards his younger brother and sent someone to assassinate him when he was 10 years old.

I didn't expect him to still not repent! An inexplicable anger surged in his heart, Ke Yanqing's expression was cold, and the next moment he was stunned. If the suspicion in his heart was true.

Then she had nothing to be angry about.

But what if it's fake!

(End of this chapter)