Chapter 66 Kill, kill, kill!!!

Time goes back ten minutes.

Looking at the nobles with extraordinary manners and gorgeous clothes in the banquet hall, Sherlock held the champagne with a smile on his face.

From time to time, familiar guests passed by and greeted him with a smile.

After all, he had been in Orne City for nearly twenty years, and everyone regarded him as the spokesperson of the Bartleon family.

Although this family is currently weak, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and it is still much stronger than many people here.

What's more, they also heard that this butler with amazing skills seemed to have established connections with the Mosgra family, Barteleon's enemy.

Although he despised this act of betrayal, Shylock did have a lot of private property in his hands.

There are often exchanges of interests between us on weekdays.

Over time, many people actually forgot his identity as a butler.

After all, not everyone can be as rich as him.

Even if all this money was obtained by sucking the blood and marrow from the host.

Sherlock was deeply touched by the kindness of the guests.

For so many years, he has been working diligently for the Bartleon family, just to one day be able to succeed like he is now.

While the Marquis was alive, Shylock was not able to completely escape from his status as a servant.

On the contrary, it is because the other party is now unconscious that I have completely become the upper class in this city.

It feels really good to be compared with those nobles.

It just wasn't cool enough.

Because he is not a real noble.

Only relying on the name of the Bartleon family can we barely compare with them.

Fortunately, there is such an opportunity now, which may allow me to get rid of the identity of butler and truly become a minor noble.

"Master Dallion, don't worry, I will find the boy's hiding place as soon as possible and capture him and hand him over to you for personal disposal."

Looking at the arrogant young man beside him, Sherlock said humbly.

His name is Darion Mosgra. He came all the way from the imperial capital. He is the person sent by the Snow Eagle family to attend the banquet tonight.

Of course, he also has another noble identity: the younger brother of the Valkyrie Irina Mosgra.

This relationship alone is enough to gain the admiration of most of the nobles attending the banquet tonight.

This is also why Shylock is so humble.

However, the other party did not seem to appreciate it.

The young man named Dallion snorted coldly: "For a worthless person like you, it is an honor for you to be associated with the surname Mosgra. Don't think that you can be favored by us just by relying on the little things of the Bartleron family. You are still far from it."

Hearing this, Sherlock's tone became even more humble: "Master is right to criticize."

When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Seeing him like this, although Dallion was very upset about the guy's disappearance, he stopped there.

Looking at Duke Tyrvus who was collecting donations in the distance, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

This is a distinguished Elector! The reason why Dallion was sent to Orne City by his family was just to receive the property of the Bartlerion family.

The main purpose is to get in touch with the Elector who is in trouble now.

The connection between the Mosgra family and the Tenri Church runs deep.

These two forces, which are currently at the peak of their power in the imperial capital, have coincidentally chosen to stand behind the Second Prince, who is currently in the limelight.

In their opinion, the one who has the greatest chance of winning the royal election is the prince who is as dazzling as the sun.

Everyone else, including the eldest princess, Hillelina, was almost there.

Therefore, the Mosgra family decided to spend a huge price to win over Duke Tyrus.

If the two powerful forces really join forces, the second prince's future path will be smooth.

And at the moment, it seems that no one can stop them from extending an olive branch to Duke Tyreus.

Although I don't know why the third princess Ivester appears here.

But he didn't think that this guy called "evil" had even the slightest possibility of getting the support of Duke Tyrvus.

Because the conditions proposed by the Mosgra family were too generous.

It is so generous that even if the other party is a powerful duke, he would be tempted.

As I was thinking this, a noise suddenly came from a distance.

Under the gazes of Dallion and Sherlock, the young man wearing a crow mask walked to the front of the stage and rescued the third princess.

Not only that, it seems that he has also won the favor of Duke Tyrus.

Who is this person?

The two of them had the same question in their minds.

"My name is Lynn, Mr. Duke."

The next second, the other party's casual words echoed in their ears.

Sherlock was startled.

He never expected that Lin En, who had disappeared from the manor for more than half a month, would appear at today's dinner party! Feeling the murderous gaze from Master Dallion beside him, Sherlock felt cold sweats.

At this moment, he just wanted to rush up and grab the boy's neck and ask him what he wanted to do.

"Leave it to me, Master Dallion." Sherlock wiped the sweat off his face. "I will bring him back to the manor and leave him to you to deal with."

"waste!"

Dallion snorted.

After the crowd calmed down a little, Sherlock hurriedly quickened his pace and walked towards where Lynn was.

At the same time, my heart was filled with disgust and anger.

It was because of this guy that I didn't perform well in front of Master Dallion.

His dream of becoming an aristocrat might be shattered because of this! When he thought of this possibility, Sherlock completely lost his mind.

It never occurred to him that Lynn was actually his master.

Because as early as the day when the boy was exiled to the city of Orne, looking at his figure like a stray dog ​​with a broken spine, Sherlock knew that his chance had come.

He can squeeze such a soft persimmon however he wants.

Thinking of this, Sherlock patted the boy's shoulder impatiently.

"Why are you in a place like this? Come back with me now!"

He ordered in a domineering manner.

He thought the other party would follow his instructions without saying a word, just like before.

But he never expected that something unexpected would happen.

Under Sherlock's gaze, the young man in front of him looked at him, stunned for a few seconds, his eyes seemed full of confusion.

Then, the other party suddenly took out a revolver smoothly.

Nothing said, nothing asked.

Just aiming at his throat without any hesitation.

With a "bang".

He fired without hesitation.

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"Ho-ho-ho-ho"

Sherlock could not hide the horror in his eyes. He subconsciously covered his throat, took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and twitched continuously.

The blood spread like paint on the marble floor.

Feeling the breath of life gradually dissipating from his body, Sherlock couldn't understand.

Where did the gloomy boy who was like a stray dog ​​in my memory go?

Also, the prosperity and wealth that he had been looking forward to for a long time seemed to be shattered again? In the last second before his consciousness faded, Sherlock vaguely saw a hint of casualness in Lin En's eyes.

It was as if he had just kicked a stray dog ​​to death on the side of the road.

I see.

In the eyes of these nobles, I have always been just a servant.

"You, you just killed him like that?!"

The moment he heard the gunshot, Graya shuddered, then asked excitedly.

After all, in his impression, this kid was very calm from beginning to end, and he didn't seem like someone who would do something crazy on impulse.

"Why, do I have to let him act arrogant in front of me for a while, wait for his emotions to ferment, and then when he is most depressed, I will go against the trend, make a slapping speech, and then kick him to death?"

Lynn shrugged.

That's a bit too troublesome.

What's more, even if we want to do this, we need people to help us.

If it was his fiancée standing in front of him at this moment, Lin En might have done something like this, shouting "Don't bully the poor young man" to boost his morale, and then hugging Her Highness' thighs tightly.

The problem is that this guy is just a butler, a minion who can't be any smaller.

Lin En even felt bad for having used up a bullet.

But people around me don't seem to think so.

The moment the gunshots were heard, many people present fell to the ground subconsciously, and many women even screamed.

The chaos only subsided slightly when the guards arrived at the scene.

"My Lord Duke, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Duke Tyrus looked at Lin En with a gloomy face, "But you'd better give me an explanation."

"Monsieur Duke, I think it best for me to explain it to you."

Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded.

A young man with an arrogant look walked out from the crowd.

"First, let me introduce myself. My name is Dallion, and I come from the Mosgra family in the imperial capital." Although Dallion's eyes were filled with arrogance, he saluted meticulously. "Also, the full name of this guy in front of me is Lynn Bartleron."

"You should have heard about some of the past between our two families."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or the defector deserves it, this is a public case that was decided by Chief Justice Nidro."

"But now, at such a solemn and respectable dinner party, he was thinking about revenge and even beat my butler to death."

"This is undoubtedly an arrogant provocation to Mr. Duke!"

"I suggest that it is best to arrest this man immediately for murder and put him in prison to await his fate."

Darion spoke clearly and methodically to everyone and Duke Tyrvus.

With just one or two sentences, the other party's position was turned into an extremely unfavorable situation.

Hearing this, Duke Tyrvus frowned deeply.

He turned his head to look at the young man who had won his favor a few minutes ago, but found that the other party had a very calm expression.

Seeing this, Duke Tyrvus fell into deep thought.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dallion suddenly turned around and walked in front of Lin En.

Looking at the funny mask on the other person's face, he couldn't help sneering.

"It's been a long time, Lin En."

"The once powerful ace of the academy has now fallen to this state. If the classmates headed by Sally saw this, they would probably be so shocked that they would be speechless, right?"

“.”

Hearing the other party's provocative words, Lin En said nothing.

Seeing this, Dallion's mockery became even more intense: "Also, Sister Irina asked me to bring you a message."

"Your divine factor is very useful."

"But if you want to survive, don't ever go back to the imperial capital again in your lifetime."

After saying these two sentences, Dallion stood up and looked at the boy in front of him with contempt.

But the next second, his pupils contracted instantly!

The revolver in the other person's hand was pointing at his heart at some point.

Then.

"Bang!"

Scored twice.

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