Those sudden words made Histalia freeze in place for a moment.
However, Char ignored the other party and just turned his head to look at the "Silver Fox" Lille beside him.
"By the way, where's the surprise the Borgia family promised to give me? You didn't forget it, did you?"
"Master Xia is overthinking."
The butler with silver hair responded with a smile.
Although he was somewhat puzzled by the communication between Char and his young lady, he thought it was just a whisper between the engaged couple, so Lill did not take it too seriously.
He waved his hand.
The next moment, two middle-aged men with a solemn aura and the strength of masters stepped out, escorting a skinny middle-aged man out.
His face was gray and haggard, and on his hands, covered by prison uniform, hung a pair of heavy mithril shackles, which were engraved with complex array patterns.
...
...
This is one of the highest masterpieces of alchemical technology. Each shackle is made of dozens of kilograms of deep-sea silver and costs more than 50,000 Rhine gold coins.
And its efficacy is worthy of its value.
It can block the mental power of the imprisoned person.
Below the legendary level, even a title-level beastmaster, once restrained by this mithril shackle, would not be able to communicate with his soul contract, let alone summon his pet... Apart from the physical fitness that relies on the feedback from the soul contract, there is no difference between him and an ordinary person.
The prisoner imprisoned in these mithril shackles has a status that is worthy of the value of these shackles.
There was another huge uproar in the hall, much louder than before.
Everyone recognized the identity of this prisoner because not long ago, wanted warrants from the Theocracy were all over the streets and alleys of the northern part of the empire.
The traitor of the Theocracy, Warwick the "Wild Wolf".
Compared to his exclusive title as a six-ring beastmaster, Warwick has an even more terrifying title -
"The Ceylon Massacre".
Eight years ago, when he was stuck in the beast riot in the north and the patriarch of the Winter Flower family, the Earl of Winter, was seriously injured... he launched an attack and turned the small border town called Ceylon into ruins.
Coupled with the two consecutive beast tides in the north, there were almost no survivors in the entire Ceylon. It was only recently that news came out that Char was a survivor in Ceylon.
"After the tragedy in Ceylon, both the Empire and the Holy See were furious, and Warwick knew that he had caused a great disaster, so he hurriedly fled the civilized territory and entered the Lost Realms, where he lived in hiding."
"But - as one of the eight sworn families, the Borgia family has never forgotten the original covenant."
"Over the years, we have sent people to search day and night, and finally found clues about him."
"A few days ago, the head of the family personally took action, and several title-level elders in the clan also cooperated to take action together to arrest this wanted criminal."
Lill looked at Char and said sincerely, "I know that Master Char personally experienced the tragedy of his family being annihilated."
"For you, revenge is something you think about all the time."
"So, this is the surprise that the Borgia family promised to give you... to bring the culprit who massacred Ceylon to you."
"And now, Master Xia, your chance to take revenge with your own hands has come."
Snap——
In the room above, Isadella put down the teacup in her hand and said, "Sir Guderian, your generosity this time is quite significant."
"After all, we are snatching someone right under your Highness' nose, so of course we have to show enough sincerity."
"His shining points are not only noticed by Your Highness, but also by our Borgia family."
"Without the support of a great noble to provide resources, he has come this far by relying solely on his own strength... For ordinary people, the threshold of legend that is as difficult as a chasm should not be a problem for him."
"What I value is not just his origin as a "winter flower", but more importantly, his personality."
"Histalia will take over my position as the head of the family in the future, but she has become a candidate for the Saint and will mainly develop in the Holy Court in the future."
"So, she does need a partner to help her manage the affairs of the Empire. I am sincerely looking for a son-in-law for myself."
Guderian smiled and took a sip of tea: "And this is the sincerity that the Scarlet Rose has given to Char."
The noisy discussions rose again.
No one thought that the Borgia family would spend so much money just for a fiancé...
That means capturing a title-level strongman, and the capture is carried out in the Lost Realm. The difficulty is more than several times greater.
So, all of a sudden, thousands of eyes were focused on Xia.
Also, there was the "Wild Wolf" Warwick who was released by two armored soldiers and fell to his knees.
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, who looked haggard under the mithril shackles and never spoke a word.
With just one glance, Xia recognized the figure.
On that snowstorm night eight years ago, Char hid behind an ice ridge on a glacier and watched the man in front of him walk into the Lord's Mansion of Ceylon.
Half an hour later, the raging fire and black smoke engulfed the entire Ceylon city.
It's not a fake one, nor is it a scapegoat, nor is it an alchemical tool that changes one's appearance...
The person in front of him was undoubtedly the culprit who destroyed Ceylon.
What Lille said was right, the Borgia family really gave him a big surprise.
Char silently raised the silver-white gun from his waist.
"I know all of you are looking forward to such a story."
"The young nobleman's family was wiped out, and only one person survived..."
"So he worked hard, got guidance from famous teachers, and was appreciated by noble people."
"In the end, he killed the villain, married the beautiful, wealthy daughter of a noble family, and reached the pinnacle of his life."
Char's voice echoed calmly throughout the hall.
"This is indeed a perfect story, because it is written like this in the books, the prince whose throne is taken away goes far away, accumulates strength and then regains legitimacy."
"The chosen hero took one step at a time, found the dusty artifact, recruited powerful teammates, and finally defeated the dragon. He lived happily with the rescued princess."
"The man who was framed and imprisoned by a villain escaped and found a hidden treasure. With a new attitude, he made those who betrayed him regret it."
"I actually like this kind of story very much. 'Hamlet' and 'The Count of Monte Cristo' both have such template structures that are popular with readers." Char moved his wrist slightly and pointed the muzzle of the 'Sea Blue Judgement' at the kneeling figure.
The entire hall was silent, waiting for the moment when Char would complete his revenge.
The highest level of the Summit of the Oath, the resting place for the attendants of the Southern Supervisor, deep in the dark night, above the astral world...
Not just the regular attendees.
Xia felt that several distant gazes were also falling on him.
But now, Char didn't have the time to think about these gazes.
Right now.
As long as he pulls the trigger of the Hai Lan Judgment in his hand.
Then this story that everyone is looking forward to will come to a perfect end.
He would become the son-in-law of the Borgia family, with untold wealth, status and a beautiful wife.
The Borgia family will also gain a legendary talent and take advantage of the opportunity to seize the power of one of the eight sworn families.
Everyone is happy, except for the villains who deserved it...
And there is the truth that was buried after the death of the only person who knew the truth, and no one knows it.
Bang--
Fire burst out from the muzzle of Hailan Judgment, and the bullet spun and shot towards Warwick's forehead.
"It looks like I won this round, Your Highness."
In the room on the top floor, Guderian's words rang out.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Isadella's beautiful red eyes, but she said nothing more.
This was the Borgia family's overt conspiracy... The sincerity shown by the other party was indeed far greater than the small favors given by himself.
She couldn't think of any reason why Char would refuse.
But, the next moment.
The high-speed spinning bullet shattered when it touched Warwick's forehead.
This was a turn of events that no one expected.
It was nothing unusual for a normal title-level beastmaster to defend against a bullet, but at this moment, Warwick was clearly imprisoned by deep-sea mithril shackles.
Warwick himself was not a beastmaster with a strengthened body, and he did not have the ability to withstand bullets with his human body. Without the blessing of the soul bond and mental strength, even the most ordinary bullet was enough to take his life.
After a ten-thousandth of a breath.
The broken bullets turned into crimson bullets, gathering at Warwick's brows, reflecting a strange red color.
The next moment.
Snap——
There was a sound of something breaking.
The pale golden illusory chains wrapped around Warwick's face shattered.
Alchemical Warhead——"Demon Breaker".
It doesn't have any physical killing power, but it can break things like seals and elemental barriers.
And at this moment, Char fired the magic-destroying bullet.
What was broken was the magic seal that sealed Warwick and caused him to lose his five senses.
As the illusory chain turned into pieces and dissipated, the withered man who was imprisoned in the mithril shackles and was as silent as a living dead suddenly had a look of spirit in his eyes.
He opened his eyes blankly, and the next moment, he saw those red-gold eyes that looked like flowing lava.
"Why did you attack Ceylon?"
A majestic, emperor-like voice sounded.
As a title-level beastmaster, Warwick should have been resistant to this type of deterrent skills.
But at this moment, his mental power was blocked, and he was already seriously injured and extremely weak, so he obeyed the supreme order without any resistance.
"The Scarlet Rose Family sent me a secret letter, saying that if I can destroy the Winter Flower Family without leaving any trace, they will use their influence in the Empire to help me escape the pursuit of the Theocracy."
As he spoke, Warwick's expression suddenly became hateful.
He no longer answered in a way that was forced by the "royal power" as before, but instead spoke on his own initiative and spoke faster.
"But Borgia broke his promise and wanted to capture me as a bargaining chip for a damn fish that slipped through the net. I knew that the Empire was a bunch of shameless people..."
Warwick's words stopped abruptly.
Because the next moment, his chest was pierced by a spinning bullet.
What followed was a resounding roar from the muzzle of the gun, and a huge bloody hole that exploded.
The speeding black bullet pierced through four or five metal tables and chairs, and finally carved straight into the wall, penetrating more than ten centimeters.
This time it was real ammunition, armor-piercing bullets from the military, which were also leftovers from large-scale purchases.
Char didn't have the chance to use it before in the remnants of history, but now it finally comes in handy.
"I'm sorry, I'm the damn fish that slipped through the net you mentioned."
Char looked around and smiled silently.
This smile was very plain, but it made every noble who was touched by Char's gaze, regardless of their camp, feel a chill in their hearts.
"I'm sorry, but it seems that this story belongs to me—"
“It’s not as perfect as it’s written in the book.”
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