At night, under the interweaving moonlight and starlight, the Palace of Dantenier is brightly lit.
Since the demise of the Tulip Family, the candles in the Dan Palace have never been extinguished. Servants have been lighting candles and adding lamp oil since the evening. To some marginal locations in the Dan Palace, servants are even required to ride on horseback.
Fabol VII holding the golden cup.
The golden cup was filled with wine.
Clear and sweet.
There is also a hint of sweetness.
He asked the court bartender to add honey to the extremely pure whiskey - he would never do this before, because it would be too easy to poison the whiskey when covered with honey.
And now?
No need.
The greatest enemy has been eliminated.
The only one left in the Tulip family is Margarida Mag.
Given the opponent's strength and ability, they cannot be considered a serious threat at all.
In fact, in the eyes of Fapol VII, they were not even enemies.
He only needs one finger to crush the opponent.
In his original plan, the other party who possessed the blood of the Tulip Family was different from the Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, and was fully qualified to integrate into the 'Rose Family'.
He also didn't mind taking her into his harem.
But the hidden dangers in his body told him what he should do.
He had to give up his original plan.
"Oh, you never know what you've done."
"You yourself destroyed your daughter's life."
When Fapol VII thought of the "hidden danger" left to him by the Grand Duke of Tulip, his face immediately turned gloomy.
The maid who had been peeling grapes for Fapor suddenly became terrified.
This look made Fapol VII even more annoyed.
Kacha.
He raised his hand and broke the other's neck.
"An eyesore."
This is what Fabol VII said.
"Hudir, where is Hotemas?"
Fapol VII turned his head and asked.
The new court official Hudir came over. This middle-aged man who had just been promoted to earl was dressed in black clothes and had a solemn face. He knelt on one knee without even looking at the corpse at his feet.
"Your Majesty."
"As you expected, Hotemasi was exhausted by the pursuit of the spies and has sneaked into the territory of Tesin. Our spies locked onto him again a day ago and launched a fearless surprise attack. Under the spies' let-off, he suffered serious injuries. After this breakout, he will definitely enter Bod."
"When that time comes, it will be time for your Majesty to reign over Bodø."
Hudir said respectfully.
The tone was stiff and rigid, without even a hint of flattery.
But every word touched Fapol VII's heart and made him feel extremely comfortable listening to it.
Coodong, coodong.
Fapol VII picked up the golden cup and drank the wine in it in big gulps.
Hudir immediately stood up and poured the wine in the pot into the golden cup.
"Does that guy really think I don't know what he wants to do?"
"Oh."
Fapol VII sneered.
Hudir, who was pouring the wine, was curious.
Through various clues, he has determined that the current 'Hotmas' is not the patriarch of the 'Rose Family' at all. His behavior is similar, but at every critical moment, he shows far more ruthlessness than that patriarch. If he is not of average strength, the other party would never be forced into the territory of Tesin.
Not to mention forcing their way into Bode.
In fact, just to achieve this step, more than a dozen of his and several elite members of the emerging families died.
This is the foundation they have accumulated over more than ten years.
If they had not already obtained the corresponding titles, replaced the original positions of Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, and acquired the properties of these families, they would not have spent so much money.
"Where's that bastard Porti?"
Fapol VII asked again.
Different from the calmness when he mentioned Hotemas, when he mentioned Porti, the young king of Fapol had anger in his eyes, and a heart-wrenching aura emanated from his body, causing Hudir beside him to tremble.
Horror appeared on Hudir's serious face .
Half true, half false.
Really, that was a real shock to Fapol VII's strength.
If it is false, it is just flattery.
When it comes to flattery, Hudir is a professional.
"Your Majesty, calm down."
"The spies have also got a clue about Porti's search - have you heard of the Steinbeck family?"
Hudir asked softly.
"The Steinbecks?"
"The 'Lucky Family' that was expelled by 'Ludes' before?"
Fapol VII was stunned.
Steinbeck knew about the "lucky family" because his family had stayed in Faber for about ten years when his father was in office.
In order to win over this family, a marriage alliance was proposed.
But it was rejected.
After that, the other party left secretly and went to Lidar, where he stayed for about three years, and then went to Yatuk for five years.
Finally, entered Tesin.
Just when everyone thought that the 'Steinbeck family' would settle down in Tesin, this 'lucky family' did not stay in Tesin any longer. They traveled thousands of miles to Rudes and announced their settlement.
In the end, the entire family was labeled as traitors by King Rudes and were all executed.
I heard that a descendant was brought out under the protection of loyal family knights.
besides?
It's about the 'wealth' of this family.
The reason why the Rudes royal family was so extravagant was because they had annexed the wealth of the Steinbeck family.
This made Fapol VII very envious.
Faber is also a great country with a long tradition.
But compared to Ludes, it lacks a lot.
Not strength.
He thinks he is the strongest in the world.
But wealth!
"Father is too merciful. When facing a family like the Steinbeck family, he should have taken direct action instead of pretending to be nice. As long as we capture all their descendants and castrate them one by one in front of the other family, we will be able to force them to reveal the whereabouts of their wealth instead of letting those Rudes and his gang get away with it."
This is what Fabol VII said.
Hudir, who was standing by, pretended not to hear what was said.
When he became a new court official, he learned what he could and could not hear.
"Boltie is related to the Steinbecks?"
Fapol VII sighed with anger and regret for a long time before looking at his new court official.
"Yes, sire."
The new court official first signaled everyone around him to leave, then he pulled out a parchment scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Fapol VII with both hands raised.
Fapol VII took the parchment and unfolded it.
A look of surprise appeared on the young king's face.
"Is Portie actually an impersonation of Skiffens Steinbeck?"
"How could he have been lurking in Fabol's court for so many years without anyone noticing?"
"besides!"
"That Goethe Wein actually has the 'lucky bloodline' of the 'Steinbeck' family?"
"'Lucky Bloodline' and 'Mad King Bloodline' actually appeared in the same person?"
"Hey, this is interesting."
Fapol VII couldn't help laughing.
The Steinbeck family's 'lucky blood' is well known.
But what is even more well-known is its "misfortune"!
And Modeus, the legendary George I, continued the bloodline of the 'Mad King', which was also famous for its 'misfortune', and accidents always happened to the descendants of this bloodline.
Now, two seemingly cursed bloodlines appeared in one person at the same time.
Fapol VII immediately became interested.
Hu Dier on the side immediately took the opportunity to speak.
"We have received news that two weeks ago, Goethe Wayne and Margarida Mag had a farewell fight at the Xiongbao Grand Arena and was seriously injured."
"However, just yesterday, after Margarita Mag left Xiongbao by boat, this great lover also went out to sea."
"They will probably come to Faber."
Hudir said as he looked at Fabol VII.
In the eyes of this new court official, Fapol VII's face was full of disdain and sarcasm.
"The remnants of the Tulip family actually dare to return to Faber?"
"Notify the Rose Knights and Faber's navy to kill that evildoer at sea. I don't want to see her barking in front of me."
"As for Goethe Wein?"
"Try to capture them alive."
"I am very interested in his bloodline, and I don't want to anger the Ke family at this critical moment."
This is what Fabol VII said.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Hudir bowed again, then turned and walked out.
The 'Order of the Rose' at this moment is newly formed.
After being screened by Fapol VII, more young people joined the Knights Templar, many of whom were secretly trained by Fapol VII.
As for the navy?
Originally it was jointly controlled by Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus.
Now the main focus is on the 'Rose Family', with new families as a supplement.
The dominance of the Rose Family will not change.
However, the remaining shares of the new families have not been truly determined.
Therefore, we must make great achievements this time.
For more say.
For the prosperity of the family.
Thinking of this, Hudir left even faster.
Fapol VII looked at the new court official's departing back, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
That's what Faber was like.
Countless people are looking forward to it.
Countless people are waiting for opportunities.
Countless families will perish, and more families will emerge the next moment.
He could just throw a bone and these people would fight over it.
He just needs to watch and be a good referee.
As for accidents?
Not gonna happen!
He, Fabol VII, is the best in the world!
Thinking of this, Fapol VII picked up the golden cup with a smile and drank again in big gulps.
However, his eyes were directed towards the body of the maid.
At this time, the body of the maid sat up.
No, to be precise, he has stood up.
The face is blue and the eyes are gray.
Just staring at Fapol VII.
Fapol VII sneered.
call!
A mouthful of pale golden flame came out of his mouth.
boom!
The maid's body started burning.
The wailing sounds continued.
Fapol VII turned a deaf ear to it. What if the person he killed came back to life?
He just needs to kill it again.
But what was beyond Fapol VII's expectations was that when the maid's body turned into ashes, a crystal the size of a little finger appeared in the ashes.
"Um?"
He raised his eyebrows and moved his fingers slightly.
Immediately, the crystal flew up from the ashes.
A glimmer of light flashed in it.
A shadow appeared.
The hood obscured the face of the shadow, and the other party chuckled.
"Meet His Majesty Fabol VII."
Having said this, the other party bowed slightly.
It can be described as polite, but not arrogant.
But in the eyes of Fapol VII, the other party was offending him.
When the other party saw him, he didn't even kneel down to greet him.
Anger appeared in Fapol VII's eyes, and the angry emotion brought out waves of dragon power. Immediately, the opponent's shadow was like the surface of a lake that was smashed by a stone, and ripples appeared.
"We have no ill intentions."
"I am here on our behalf."
“We sincerely invite you to join us.”
Beneath the ripples, the shadow was distorted, but the sound was clearly transmitted to the ears of Fapol VII.
King Faber immediately sneered.
He had already guessed where the other party came from.
After all, that old bastard left too many clues.
Even the old bastard had described the current situation to him.
"us?"
"It's 'they', right?"
"You've heard of us?"
"That really couldn't be better."
The shadow was not surprised that Fapol VII knew 'them'. The slightly hypocritical surprise made Fapol VII frown, but he still showed a trace of caution in the face of 'them'.
No!
It should be said that it was a warning to George VI!
He was worried that the old bastard was deceiving him!
Therefore, at this moment, Fapol VII had a rare patience.
"Join you?"
"What good is that?"
Fapol VII asked.
"You will know the truest side of this world. The truths hidden in history will no longer be secrets. You can get more help from the help between ."
"Of course, while getting help, you also need to pay some corresponding remuneration."
"However, don't worry, your special 'dragon bloodline' has many of us interested in it, and you can choose to pay with your blood."
"besides……"
"Hahaha!"
While the other party was still explaining, Fapol VII burst into laughter.
It was just as that old bastard said.
These guys came here just for his fused dragon bloodline!
Any help is just talk!
A group of guys who hid their heads and showed their tails scared the old guy so much that he couldn't sleep or eat.
But I am different!
I am Fabol VII!
I am the best in the world!
How could I be scared by you?
boom!
The more violent the flames, engulfing the shadow.
The crystal melted and the shadow disappeared.
Somewhere in Fabol, one of 'them', the one who was talking to Fabol VII, froze.
He never expected to encounter such a situation.
“Arrogant!”
This is how he commented on Fapol VII.
He immediately prepared to teach the other party a lesson.
But immediately, he stopped.
Although Fapol VII was arrogant, he was actually very powerful and had already surpassed the average legend. If he took action on land, he would not be completely sure of his victory.
As for asking other members of 'them' to help?
He didn't want to pay a high fee.
After all, there is a more suitable solution right in front of us.
For example……
Disguised as Goethe Wein!
Or, just replace it!
You know, Goethe Wein's so-called 'lucky bloodline' and 'mad king bloodline', he was also very interested and wanted to study them.
"However, blood like yours will definitely attract the attention of some of them. There may even be one or two guys who will keep a close eye on you once they get the news!"
"So if I want to do it, I need to be more careful, but it's not difficult for me."
"because……"
"You're at sea!"
As the other party said this, he picked up a rusty trident from the side.
At this moment, a few waves appeared in the inland sea between Xiongbao and Fabol.
Very weak.
Schools of fish lurk beneath the surface, searching.
Soon, the school of fish identified the target sailing on the sea.
The next moment——
A strong wind suddenly arose.
The sky is overcast.
A storm far beyond the imagination of ordinary people gradually formed on the inland sea.
It gave no preparation for the sailors on the sea and instantly covered the entire sky.
"Lower the sails! Lower the sails!"
"Everyone, pay attention!"
"Paddle as hard as you can. We have to reach 'Cargallon Island' before the storm comes!"
"If you don't want to die, hurry up!"
the first mate yelled from the bow.
The captain rushed to Goethe and Margarida Magg.
"Master Wayne, Miss Marg, please get into the cabin quickly, the storm is too strong!"
The captain, who had never seen such a storm, looked nervous.
The same went for Margarida Magg. The second daughter of the Tulip family looked frightened and raised her hand to grab Goethe's hand.
When she held Goethe's hand, an irrepressible joy appeared on the face of the second daughter of the Tulip family.
Goethe ignored this.
He frowned and looked at the cloudy sky.
Just now, the moment the dark clouds appeared, an extremely uncomfortable feeling arose in his heart, as if an invisible sword was floating above his head.
That was his [heart] reminding him that danger was approaching.
As [Heart] improved to 8.3.
Goethe became more and more confident in this intuition.
He took a deep breath.
Feeling the dampness in the air, he struggled slightly to break free from Margarida Mag's grasp.
Immediately, the second daughter of the Tulip family pouted to express her dissatisfaction.
Goethe did not bother to explain so much. He lowered his voice and said, "We will meet at the port of Faber, Marne. Remember to hide. I will take the initiative to find you, and you don't have to look for me."
Immediately, the second daughter of the Tulip family was startled.
But Goethe did not give the second daughter of the Tulip family any chance to ask questions, and just turned over and jumped into the sea.
thump!
The water splashed.
Goethe suddenly disappeared.
"Goethe!"
The second daughter of the Tulip family called out loudly, but there was no response at all.
All sounds were drowned out by the strong wind.
"Miss Marg?"
The captain looked at the second daughter of the Tulip family at a loss.
"To 'Port Marne'!"
Margarida Mag said immediately.
She didn't know what Goethe had discovered, but she chose to do as he said.
She firmly believed that Goethe was right.
Goethe would certainly come to her.
The merchant ship began to move forward quickly.
A hundred meters above the sea surface, Goethe popped his head out and looked at the merchant ship going away. He was about to dive again.
That sense of crisis has not dissipated.
On the contrary, it follows closely like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
But there was nothing around him.
Where does the crisis come from?
Goethe thought.
Suddenly, at this moment, a fish swam past him.