At this moment, in front of the Viscount Greville's mansion, there are still a large number of soldiers resisting the large group of monsters attacking the main entrance of the mansion. From the pile of corpses of fusion monsters that fell in front of the door, it can be seen that the soldiers' fighting situation is quite favorable.

, especially in the middle of their queue, there were many archers and two magicians who were constantly supporting them, so the soldiers' battle line was also slowly advancing outwards, and it didn't take long to advance the battle line to a distance from the Viscount's house.

On the street not far from the residence, it was not until Toler arrived almost ten minutes later with more fusion monsters and nearly a hundred parasitic puppets.

"It's really surprising. I didn't expect that fat pig's subordinates to be so good at fighting..."

Toller waved his tentacles, and then the large group of parasitic puppets beside him quickly joined the battle. Although the inside of their bodies had changed, their bodies still looked like humans, and the people they were parasitized also

He was a thief. Although he couldn't confront the soldiers head-on, he was very good at attacking from the side, not to mention there were so many people, so the situation of the battle quickly turned around.

Because most of the soldiers on both sides were spearmen and their attention was attracted by the fusion monster directly in front, when a large group of parasitic thieves came from both sides, the soldiers' formation collapsed instantly. The thieves

The weapons used were all short blades. The close combat caused heavy losses to the spearmen, and the archers and magicians in the middle of the team were unable to effectively support the spearmen. In addition, the fusion at the front

Due to the fierce attack of monsters, this team was quickly wiped out. However, the two magicians used magic to self-destruct before dying, and almost eliminated most of the parasitic puppets and fought with the soldiers.

That batch of fusion monsters.

Seeing the scene of flesh and blood flying around, Toller happily patted his tentacles. Suddenly, a half-length corpse fell near Toller. It used its tentacles to unscrew the head from the corpse and held it in front of it for viewing.

"Where's the face I've never seen before...is that the fat pig's new hire?"

Toler did not throw away the head but continued to play with his tentacles. Then it looked at the road ahead but did not go directly. Instead, it once again ordered the fusion monsters behind it to lift itself up. Because Toler's body

The lower limbs were too short to move forward on the street full of corpses and piles of flesh and blood. Therefore, in order to reach the Viscount's mansion faster, Toller reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​having fun. Calculating the time, it was not long before the ceremony started.

There are only about three hours left. We can't delay it any longer. We have to get the sacred objects back as soon as possible and return to the ceremony location.

Toller led the remaining monsters toward the Greville Mansion not far away. At this time, in a conference room inside the mansion, the fat Viscount Larry Greville was wearing a gorgeous coat.

Armor No. 1 listened to the report given to him by his subordinates. The person reporting the report was a female guard named Glat. Although her report described the bloody and chaotic content outside, the atmosphere in the conference room remained calm, and everyone

The people's faces were trying their best to control their emotions and wait for the viscount's order.

After listening to the report, Viscount Greville still did not speak. He raised his head and looked around at everyone present. These people were all loyal subordinates who had moved to Lavender City with him before. Everyone was wearing scars regardless of their title.

The numerous armors make it very intuitive for people to understand their origins. They are all fighting nobles who rose to power through military honors.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the conference room. The Viscount did not speak but the subordinates at the door opened the door of the conference room directly. The people who came were a group of maids. They pushed the dining cart and filed into the conference room.

The nobles who were doing this served a belated dinner.

When chaos broke out in Lavender City, the Viscount was having a regular dance. Almost all the nobles in the city were having fun here, so no one had a normal meal. After the news of the outbreak of chaos, except for his close confidants,

The other nobles all fled back home with their people. Even the individual nobles who did not escape but wanted to seek help from the Viscount were forcibly invited out of the Viscount's residence.

Viscount Greville picked up the knife and cut off a finger-thick piece of meat, put it into his mouth and chewed it roughly. The gravy and sauce splashed everywhere, but none of the nobles who were doing it paid any attention to it.

This indecent behavior showed dissatisfaction, because everyone knew the Viscount's old problem at this time, because the Viscount was very angry now, but he did not show his anger on his face.

The Viscount ate very quickly. After a while, the plate in front of the Viscount had been changed three times. When he finished the fourth portion of steak, he finally put down the knife and fork in his hand, and then picked up the napkin and wiped it with satisfaction.

Mouth. The other nobles had almost finished eating, and everyone just let the maids clear away their plates without saying a word.

The Viscount first looked at the performance of the others, and then turned his head to the left to look at his son Laton Greville. The Viscount never liked this son very much, because he did not inherit the true blood of the family, and he also

He was very opposed to his behavior of raising a flag of rebellion against the Duke, so the conflict between father and son has been going on for several years. They would only say a few polite words when they met on weekdays, but even so, Viscount Greville did not reject him because there were some secrets.

He never mentioned the matter to Raton. This was Earl Ronan's death order, and even his close followers didn't know about it. Fortunately, these close followers were only loyal to the Greville family, so they stood their ground without hesitation.

As for Raton, the Viscount couldn't imprison him. Although it would prevent him from deliberately walking to get news, it would also attract the attention of the outside world and lead to accidents, so the Viscount forced him to follow him, no matter if he was holding a secret meeting.

He would still be taken with him when meeting his subordinates. Even if he said nothing or objected, the Viscount would patiently ask for his opinion. Because the Viscount wanted Raton to witness all this until the matter reached the final result.

The Viscount firmly believed that only then would Raton understand the purpose of everything he had done, so that the rift between father and son could be prevented from growing wider and things from becoming irreversible.

"Laton...what do you think of this chaos and the monsters and thugs outside?"

"There are indeed some, Viscount...Father." Raton quickly stood up and saluted to the Viscount.

This reaction surprised everyone else who was doing it, because everyone knew that this "rebellious" young master stopped saluting his father a few years ago, not to mention that his tone was still such a calm address to the viscount.

As "Father". You must know that in the past, every time the Viscount had a meeting with everyone, the young master would always say a few sarcastic words. Everyone was accustomed to this. Suddenly hearing such an ordinary conversation really shocked everyone.

Everyone was shocked. Of course, including Viscount Greville. His eyelids suddenly felt hot and he quickly pretended to scratch the corners of his eyes and quietly wiped away the tears that were almost squeezed out with his fingers.

"Tell me about it."

"Yes. I found two suspicious things in Ms. Glatt's report just now." Laton immediately turned to look at the guard Glatt who was standing behind the Viscount. At this moment, she was looking at Latton with a blank expression.

Then Laton hurriedly added: "Don't worry, I'm not saying there's something wrong with your report, I'm referring to the group of monsters and thugs in your report."

Raton glanced at all the nobles present and then said: "I wonder if you have noticed that the report said that monsters and thugs caused chaos in the city, but did not cause excessive damage, especially to the outer city.

For the civilians, almost only the homes of a few businessmen and gang members living in the outer city were invaded and destroyed. The buildings on fire in the streets were also some chambers of commerce, warehouses and a... prostitute."

"You're saying...this chaos was targeted?"

"Yes, father."

"But how do you explain those monsters in the inner city who are killing nobles everywhere?"

"It's the same. But the target is more obvious." Raton suddenly shifted his gaze to Baron Sheldon who was far away from him and continued: "It was mentioned in the report just now that Ms. Glatt's scouts were on the street.

When I met a monster, I jumped over the wall and hid in Baron Sheldon's yard in desperation. However, the monster clearly saw this scene but did not go in and just walked away. Other scout reports were similar, especially Glatt's.

Your servants were guarding the door of the lady's residence with weapons. They saw with their own eyes three groups of monsters passing by the door of your yard, but they did not go in and kill your servants. As for the others

The reports are pretty much the same, that is, none of the homes here were attacked, and those who died were all local nobles."

After hearing what Raton said, everyone felt inexplicably relieved. But suddenly they remembered the scene where the monsters had just attacked the Viscount's house, and they couldn't help but become worried again.

"Those monsters just attacked our home, does that mean we have a grudge against the monsters?" The Viscount's tone was calm and nothing specific, but others vaguely felt that there was a hint of harshness in the Viscount's tone.

"This is even more strange. When the monsters rushed into the front hall, all of us were watching from the stairs on the second floor, but the monsters did not rush up and instead rushed towards the corridor on the left side of the first floor...

"

Before Laton finished speaking, the Viscount suddenly remembered something. Then he glanced at everyone alertly and then asked Laton: "What do you think the monster's target is?"

"The left corridor on the first floor only has your study room and lounge...and the passage to the underground vault."

"Monsters want my property?!" The Viscount actually didn't even want to believe what he said, but other than that, he couldn't think of any suitable answer.

"I don't know. But...the monster's purpose is obviously not to be hostile to us..."

"We've already killed everyone at home. Isn't it still hostile?" The Viscount hammered the table angrily and then stood up and yelled.

"If it was really hostile, why did the monster that rushed into the hall risk the soldiers' attack and still go to the corridor on the left? You saw it too, father. Before the soldiers came to stop the monster, I

I stood on the stairs and shot the monster with an arrow, but the monster didn't even look at me and went straight to the left."

The Viscount sat down slowly, and then sighed helplessly. After a while, he said, "Go on."

"The second point is the identity of those thugs. They are almost all thieves who stay in the sewers."

"That means those rats got together with the monster, right?"

"So far, it looks like this. And the scouts said that the thieves looked a little strange. They all had expressionless faces, and there was no change even if they were injured."

"Is it controlled by monsters?"

"I……"

Before Laton finished speaking, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open by a soldier in a panic. Glatt, who was the viscount's guard, walked over angrily and wanted to teach the soldier a lesson, but was stopped by the viscount.

"What happened?"

"Lord Viscount... there is a big monster outside the door..."

Upon hearing this, the Viscount suddenly snorted, then stood up and said: "Big monster? It seems that the leader of the monsters came to the door..."

"No...no...Sir Viscount, that big monster can talk..."

"say?"

"Yes, it said... came to visit you... wanted to meet you..."

After the soldier finished speaking, he was dismissed. The Viscount slowly walked to the window of the conference room and looked outside. Indeed, there was a large group of monsters standing in the yard, but due to the inconvenient viewing angle, he did not see the situation at the door.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Then let's go see that big monster. Anyway, we have no choice now." The Viscount glanced at these cronies again and asked: "Do you dare to come with me?

go?"

"Dare!" all the cronies replied loudly, standing up and picking up their weapons.

"Well, let's go meet that big monster for a while and see what it can say." After saying that, the Viscount took the lead and walked out.

"Father...wait a minute!" Raton hurried out and grabbed the viscount's sleeve.

"Do you want to go with me?" The Viscount's tone was a bit joking, because he knew that his son was too weak to fight, especially when he had not inherited the true bloodline, so he had spent every time in the past.

Before every battle, I would deliberately ask this question to laugh at him, but in my heart I always expected Laton to agree. But today was different. Although it was still the same sentence and the same tone, my heart was filled with great expectations.

So he can veto it.

"Yes, I will go with you." Laton's eyes were extremely determined, and he even used his thin and trembling palms to tightly hold the hilt of the decorative long sword on his waist.

At this moment, Larry Greville was extremely moved because he finally heard that his son promised to go to the battlefield with him. However, after being moved, he was extremely worried because he himself was not sure to face this unknown risk.

. His beloved wife has passed away long ago, and he cannot let his son die in front of him. But he cannot directly veto it, because his subordinates are also very moved to watch this scene, although they also respect La

Yes, but if you veto it directly, it will make them feel that they only care about their families and ignore others.
To be continued...