Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 82: The Proud Graz!
Devonte rushed towards Goethe at high speed, and when the distance between them was less than one meter, he suddenly jumped up and stabbed out with his knee like a spear. In the mind of this Graz consultant, he had already imagined Goethe being hit in the head with a knee and then being beaten to death by him punch by punch.
Then……
While in mid-air, Devonte was kicked in the face by Goethe.
The ferocious yet smug expression on Devonte's face froze in an instant, and then it twisted and collapsed as the force took effect.
Bang!
Devonte flew back even faster than before.
The whole person hit the closed door, as if he was stuck to it.
Before Deventer could slide down, Goethe delivered a fierce knee strike to the face of the big Graz consultant who had just been kicked.
Bang!
Blood was everywhere and flesh was blurred.
The huge force even knocked down the entire door.
And this is not the end!
Goethe took advantage of the situation and rode on Devonte, punching him like raindrops.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
In a few seconds, Devonte's head was completely deformed.
By the time Goethe stopped, the advisor from Greater Gratz was no longer breathing.
Casually shaking the blood off his hands, Goethe turned around and picked up the other person's coat.
The next moment, Goethe found what he wanted.
A palm-sized crow statue with a tiny crack.
[Ominous Voice: In the twentieth year after the mysterious disappearance, the leader of the 'Voice of the Raven', Essex, used all his resources to create it; Essex hoped to use it to change the situation where the number of gifted people was becoming increasingly scarce and was being pressed step by step, but he still could not reverse the decline, and eventually the entire 'Voice of the Raven' declined.]
[Effects: 1, Crow Spirit; 2, Flock of Crows; 3, Blood Sacrifice]
[Raven Spirit: You can summon an invisible raven spirit to serve you. The raven spirit can share vision with you. You can also control the raven spirit for a short period of time, but not more than 10 minutes.]
[Flock of Crows: The summoned raven spirit can control the surrounding crows to serve you, but it cannot be created out of thin air, and the number should not exceed 100.]
[Blood Sacrifice: Every three years you need to find a fresh heart to give to the Raven Spirit to ensure the vitality of the Raven Spirit]
…
Goethe read the text line by line, and only heaved a sigh of relief after he finished reading 'Annotation 4'.
If it cannot be taken away, the value of [Unknown Sound] will be greatly reduced.
Without hesitation, Goethe summoned the [Crow Spirit] and then used [Blood] on Devonte's body.
Goethe's bottom line prevents him from taking action against ordinary people.
But to the enemy?
Goethe did everything.
Not to mention just a 'blood sacrifice', if necessary, he could do something even more extreme.
What's more, nothing is more suitable for the concept of "wisdom and vitality" than the heart of a transcendent like Devonte.
A raven, invisible to ordinary people, appeared on Goethe's shoulder and then swooped down on the corpse on the ground.
The next moment, a bloody hole appeared on Devonte's chest.
The bloodstained raven spirit was no longer invisible, but appeared in the eyes of Andinan, Lanster and Gegen.
The three were visibly startled by the scarlet raven.
He aimed his gun almost involuntarily.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief only after they discovered that the scarlet raven was only concentrating on eating and not attacking.
Then, the three of them had different expressions.
Andinan is the curiosity of a young man.
Lanster and Gegen both had complicated expressions.
It was a feeling of helplessness mixed with gratitude and fear.
Grateful for the life-saving grace of facing the facts.
Shock is also about facing the unknown facts.
And at a loss?
The two of them were a little unsure about how to get along with Goethe.
After all, not long ago, the two had decided that Goethe was a dangerous criminal.
Now?
This feeling has not gone away.
Instead, it became more intense.
Devonte, who was beaten to death, is the best evidence.
The two believed that Devonte was definitely not the first guy to be beaten to death by the man in front of them, nor would he be the last.
However, the two did not say much.
Because, Devonte deserved it!
"Mr. Marple, what should we do next?"
Andinan was very curious, but he did not ask about the sudden appearance of the 'Scarlet Raven'.
Young people are very smart.
Smart people know that there are some things you can ask, and some things it’s best not to ask.
In fact, you shouldn't even know.
"To take back what I deserve, of course."
Goethe pointed to the body on the ground.
"What you deserve?"
The three of them were stunned, including Andinan, and they were a little confused.
…
Großgratz was a little restless.
Ever since his advisors started planning against that Marple, he had always felt that it was a mistake, and the last attack had proven that point.
However, he couldn't order the other party to stop.
The two parties are just cooperating.
No one can command anyone.
What's more, he wouldn't mind if he could get rid of an illegitimate child at the same time.
Even though an illegitimate child could not inherit the title, dividing even a tiny bit of the property would be enough to make him unhappy.
However, what Great Gratz did not expect was that besides the illegitimate child's mother, there was actually someone who possessed the "power".
Not only did the sure-fire attack fail, but his advisor was also injured.
So much so that I had to improve myself and rearrange my plans.
This time, Greater Graz directly suggested giving up.
Moreover, by reaffirming his attitude, he could use a little property to buy peaceful coexistence with his illegitimate child.
But his advisors did not listen to his advice. Instead, they told him that this was a war and there was no way they could live in peace.
This made Greater Graz even more uneasy.
As the heir to the Grand Duke, Großgratz knew very well what war was.
Therefore, he does not wish to experience 'war'.
Because, it really is a life-and-death fight!
"Counselor Devonte hasn't come back yet?"
Big Gratz glanced at the clock which had already passed midnight and asked the butler.
"No, sir."
"Do you want me to send someone to the Royal Academy of Ornithology?"
The butler asked.
"Need not!"
Big Gratz shook his head.
The eldest son of the Grand Duke knew very well that unless he could gain an absolute advantage in numbers when facing a being that held "power", even his most elite warriors would die.
They have already lost six death warriors due to accidents, and the training of each death warrior is difficult and challenging.
Greater Graz definitely doesn't want to lose any more.
So just wait patiently.
We can only hope that Devonte will return with victory like he always does.
However, such expectations were doomed to fail.
Großgratz did not wait for Derwent’s return.
Instead, he waited for a visit from his younger brother, Little Gratz.
Immediately, the eldest son of the Grand Duke frowned.
Big Gratz did not like his younger brother. No one would like someone who would divide his property, even if he had inherited most of it.
Little Gratz also disliked his brother because, in his opinion, if there was no Big Gratz, he would be the one who inherited the title.
Therefore, the relationship between the two sides has always been bad.
It can even be called bad.
There is only superficial peace in front of his father and in public.
In private?
The two have long been at loggerheads.
If it weren't for his father, the two sides would have fought to the death long ago.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for little Graz to visit him.
unless……
Big Gratz's heart tightened as he thought of something.
A bad feeling began to emerge.
Later, when the butler brought in Little Gratz, Big Gratz's bad premonition was confirmed.
After the bruised and swollen little Gratz handed the bag in his hand to the big Gratz, he bent down and vomited.
For the second son of the Grand Duke, the first sixteen years of his life combined had not been as exciting as this night.
First, he was held hostage by his father's crazy illegitimate son.
Then, even though he told everything, he was still beaten.
Then, just as he woke up from his coma, he saw with his own eyes that terrifying guy with the "Dragon Power" chopping off Devonte's head.
Finally, he gave him the head as a 'message'.
Along the way, little Graz was frightened by the bloody head.
He was so exhausted that he had to cover his head with his coat, and then used the coat to make a wrap.
If it weren't for the words that were relayed, little Graz wouldn't have wanted to stay a moment longer.
He now just wants to return to his residence.
No!
Not returning to residence!
But leave Hessetings!
Go to the beach, to a manor with sand and sunshine!
Go out there and find some lady comfort!
I will never go back to Hessetings until I have forgotten all these bloody things!
Little Gratz swore secretly in his heart and said directly.
"Mr. Marple asked me to tell you that everything that belongs to Derwent should be delivered to 11 Kimmel Street before daybreak - that's what he deserves."
"besides……"
"My elder brother said that you'd better not have anything to do with mother's death!"
After saying that, little Gratz turned and left.
Looking at the back of little Gratz, big Gratz, who was shocked by his advisor's head, was stunned.
Brother?
Mother?
It took Big Gratz three full seconds to realize who Little Gratz was referring to.
It’s the illegitimate child and the other party’s mother!
"What a weak, cowardly fellow!"
"You've never called me Brother!"
"It's a shame for the family!"
"I will show you the honor of the Gratz family. I will let you know why I am the true heir of my father!"
cried Big Gratz angrily.
An hour later—
The steward of Great Gratz brought two carriages and knocked on the door of No. 11 Kimmel Street. Facing Maria who opened the door, he said with a smile: "Hello, my master asked me to deliver the things that Lord Marple left behind! And this is the title deed of No. 11 Kimmel Street. Lord Marple left in such a hurry that he forgot to take it!"
