"Oh, those are a group of magicians. I have met them before. Even they themselves are not sure about their divination, and they also have a lot of taboos.

Didn’t I go to the rooftop last time because of the moon coupons? A guy I knew who worked in the divination department committed suicide."

"So miserable?"

"Yes, not only did I owe loan sharks, but I also borrowed coupons from many colleagues in the department. Then I couldn't bear it anymore, so I shot myself in the chest with a magic pistol."

"This is the unfairness of fate. Some people pay off their debts after being shot in the chest."

…

"Vikolay, can you come back?"

"You have a good rest, we will take care of these things."

"I just want my son. I just want him to come back safely. Dalis, I beg you, use your connections in the Thunder God Cult to save Vikolai, save him, I

Please.

All the mistakes were made by me and had nothing to do with Vicolet. He has been calling you father for so many years, right?"

"I'll try my best."

Dalis gently stroked the woman's back, and a soft light condensed in his palm. The woman closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, but she was still murmuring the name "Vicolay" while she was sleeping.

After covering the woman with the quilt, Darius stood up, walked to the bedroom door, stopped, and looked back at her.

There was no hatred in his eyes, but he looked very calm.

He really didn't hate her, because he knew how much she struggled crazily that night. She, like him, was a poor person in this family, born for sin.

Dalis walked down the stairs. The atmosphere at home was very solemn. After all, such a big thing happened at home.

He made himself a cup of coffee, then ignored the looks of others around him and walked to the basement.

There were layers of restrictions in the basement, and Dalis unlocked them layer by layer. He couldn't unlock the last layer, but the people inside had noticed his arrival and took the initiative to unlock the restrictions.

Dalis walked inside, which was a circular formation hall. At this time, Bishop Dolf was kneeling in front of a communication formation, calling.

It can be clearly seen that the bishop's mental state is very poor.

In Dalis' memory, he has never seen his father lose his temper like this.

"You're back."

Bishop Dolf turned around and looked at Darius.

"Well, I'm back and want to assist in the investigation."

"They want to eat our whole family one bite at a time. Vicolay is the first, your brother is the second, and you are the next... In the end, it will be me."

"Well, so far, that's the case."

Darius sat down next to him.

"What can you do?" Bishop Dolf asked, "At the regional management office, I contacted many bishops, including the chief. They refused to contact me since the trial ended. It seems that they are not

I am willing to intervene in this matter again."

"Father, I think it would be a good thing if they simply didn't interfere. What I'm worried about now is that they will intervene, but they won't be our help."

"What do you mean?"

"I think the Whip of Order may have reached an agreement with the regional management office. Our Nadun family should now be the sacrifice chosen by both parties."

Bishop Dolf stood there stunned and kept saying:

"How is this possible? How could they do this..."

"This is a fact. Father, the Naton family has lost the bargaining chip and has lost even the possibility of making a comeback; now, our family is the meat on the chopping board, and they should be thinking about how to cut it and the specific cooking method.

Perhaps, the most troublesome thing for them now is how to use a series of clues to finally convict you, father, because you are their real target."

Bishop Dolf glanced at his son and asked, "You must be very happy, right?"

"Father, do you think I will be happy? My embassy colleagues and I watched the trial broadcast. Will I be happy when Vicolet calls you 'Dad' to you?"

"I thought you'd be happy, Darius."

"If you think I should be happy, then be happy."

"Ever since you were a child, you have always been the best among my sons, even much better than me; but I know very well that deep down in my heart, there is an invisible barrier between you and me, regardless of the dimension.

Leaving aside the matter of Collet’s mother, can you tell me what it is?”

"I have said many times, father, that your suspicion has always been ridiculous in my eyes."

Dolfo stretched out his hand and strangled his second son's neck. Darius did not resist, and his expression did not even change. He just continued to look at the father who was inexplicably angry in front of him with his calm eyes.

.

"It's this feeling again, this feeling again. Since you were eight years old, every time I see you, I always get angry easily. I don't know how many times I really want to strangle you to death."

"I am your son. You have this power in the family, and I recognize it."

"I don't think my feelings are entirely based on my imagination, Darius, there must be something wrong, there must be something."

"Father, we have discussed this issue countless times over the past many years, but we have never come to a conclusion. I have also chosen to leave it out of your sight, but now, why do you still bring it up again?

At this time, there is really no point in continuing to discuss a completely fruitless matter."

"Because I feel that maybe I don't have that much time to continue thinking and researching this problem. Dalis, I urgently want to know the answer. If you can tell me, I am even willing to kneel down to you."

"There may be some problems with our family's bloodline. You are like this, your brother is like this, and several younger brothers, including Vikolai, are like this."

"This is not the answer." Dolfo released his grip on Dalis' neck, "This is not the answer, it's definitely not."

Dalis stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck and said: "Maybe now, the only hope is the relationship between the family and the man in the temple. Father, you said that you can become the bishop, and you can also be with the man who was once You said it mattered."

"We are not the direct descendants of that person. The reason why that person spoke for me is because he had a relationship with my great-grandfather."

"But now, the only one our family can count on is him. If he is willing to say another word at this time, he can at least protect the family. You should have a way to contact him. I think you should try it."

"I will try, Darius, I will. This is my home, and I want to protect it." Dolf looked at his second son, his eyes red, "I don't need you to remind me about this."

"Are you afraid that even the last rope that can save your life will be abandoned?"

"Shut up! Get out, get out!

It’s best to let the people from the Whip of Order take you back now, I don’t want to see you, really, every time you stay in front of me for a while, I will feel very uncomfortable!”

Darius stood up, saluted, and then walked out. As he walked out, there was an uncovered smile on his face.

Dolf took a long breath, touched his chest with his hand, picked up the glass of red wine next to him, and drank it in a gulp.

After calming down, Dolfo spread his palms and placed them on a floor tile beneath him. The ground began to dent, and then a small platform rose up. On the platform was a precise communication circle carved with precision, and in the center of the circle was a A box made of mithril.

Dolf cut his palm with his nails, dripping blood on the box, and the box slowly opened.

"My grandfather once told me that my great-grandfather had great hope of condensing the fragments of the divine personality. The family at that time was even ready to send him into the temple gate. Unfortunately, he failed in the end.

Alas, if great-grandfather had succeeded, our Naton family would not be what it is now, and we would not be in the situation we are in today.

If the family now has a direct supreme being, how dare Wofulun and the others abandon me at this time?

Who dares to judge my family?"

He pursed his lips,

Dolf took a deep breath and said with great expectation and at the same time extremely uneasy:

"I will use the family inheritance token to summon you again. I hope you can continue to care about the friendship with your great-grandfather and help the Nadun family again."

The box is fully opened,

Immediately afterwards, a cold object floated out of the box;

It's a...silver mask.

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Chapter completed!