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Chapter 358 The Birth of Dongsi

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This is the third day since Aleister left Leipzig.

The Earl of Leipzig couldn't help but start to think, Aleister...or, will Ms. Bayard really come back?

Leaving so quietly, and happening just before Pomponazzi arrived in Leipzig, not even Prince Szijjarto knew that she was going to leave for a while... This Isn't that really an escape?

He always felt that Bayard wanted to avoid Peng Bonazi, so he left in a hurry when Peng Bonacci was about to arrive.

...Thinking about it this way, could she have anything to do with Peng Bonazi? That's why Pomponazzi was so determined to see her, but insisted on being polite to her...

The Count of Leipzig, who was sipping red wine at the White Dove Opera House and watching the opera performance, sighed. tone.

He felt like his brain was going to burn out.

Although Pomponazzi said that if he could not find Bayard, he would not go back...but if he did not say a word and did not come back for several days, I am afraid Pomponazzi would go crazy. .

Because of this, he couldn't help but go back the morning before yesterday and reported to Pomponazzi that Aleister had left Leipzig.

——For some reason, Pomponazzi's mood suddenly worsened after hearing that Ms. Bayard was heading to Avalon.

He directly kicked the Earl of Leipzig out, and reiterated again - don't go back if you can't find Bayard. Even though he already knew that Ms. Bayard was not in Leipzig at all.

But at that time, the Earl of Leipzig breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he could feel that Pomponazzi must see Ms. Bayard this time. It doesn't matter if he wastes some time here... and this is Leipzig after all, and he won't have nowhere to go after leaving home.

So the Earl of Leipzig went to the White Dove Opera House with peace of mind and spent two days relaxing.

Anyway, everything will be fine when Ms. Bayard comes back.

But today, he suddenly reacted.

——Is it possible that Hong Xiang wants him to go to Avalon to find Ms. Bayard?

As the closest "son and daughter" of Pomponazzi, Leipzig has always looked down on those young men of the moon who were so nervous that they sweated profusely when facing Pomponazzi.

He would only look at them with a smile, feeling dissatisfied with their lack of composure - you know, Peng Bonazi is already known as a gentle type among Moon Children. .

Everyone knows that Peng Bonazi believes in the host of banquets and does everything for happiness. As long as you smooth things over, he is much easier to serve than those nobles who don't speak human words...

...and much easier to talk to than Valentine VI.

When the Earl of Leipzig was not yet a count or a prince, he was favored by Her Majesty the Queen without any achievements. His ability to please people couldSaid it was a talent. After Valentin VI died, he felt like a fish in water when he applied the ability he had developed from his talent to Peng Ponazzi.

——At least at the beginning, Peng Bonazi was famous for only telling the truth.

When Peng Bonaqi is happy, he is visibly happy, and when he is angry, you can easily tell that he is already angry.

Although his mood sometimes changes quickly, at least he is not like Valentine VI, smiling and chatting with a clown who exaggerates and flatters him... Obviously the first half of the sentence seems to be quite... He smiled happily and calmly ordered him to be dragged out and executed in the second half of the sentence.

Until the man was executed, the Count of Leipzig did not know what exactly he had said wrongly and where he had said the wrong thing.

Among the two masters that the Earl of Leipzig served, Valentine VI and Pomponazzi had exactly opposite personalities.

Just from her expression and tone, you can never guess what Her Majesty the Queen is thinking. And she also hates others speculating on her thoughts.

The old queen would sometimes sit in front of the piano in a room with no lights on, thinking silently, and it would take a long time before she would slowly press a key. She didn't like others to make noises when she was thinking, interrupting her thinking; but sometimes she would suddenly ask questions without any end, and he had to give an instinctive answer immediately.

At that time, "Fern", who was not even a noble, felt as if his heart was being grabbed. His back was dripping with sweat, but he could only sit motionless, not even daring to drink.

And now... the Earl of Leipzig is gradually beginning to feel this pressure from Pomponazzi.

...Does this happen to people as they get older?

The Earl of Leipzig cursed.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Peng Bonazi still looks younger than himself, and as a son of the moon, he doesn’t have a “lifespan” in the human sense. He still concentrates on having fun every day and is full of vitality. ...

However, the Earl of Leipzig could vaguely sense an "old man's stench" from Pomponazzi.

Is it an illusion?

Still...

"It's really troublesome..."

The Earl of Leipzig sighed and took the initiative to erase his dangerous thoughts: "More and more..." It’s hard to maintain, and it’s starting to be unreasonable...”

——He can’t really go to Avalon, can he?

When he arrived at the territory of those knights, it was unclear whether he could come back...

If he had the chance to see Ms. Bayard now, he really wanted to give her She knocked.

Auntie, please, stop running around...

At this moment, someone knocked on the door behind him from outside. The Count of Leipzig didn't even bother to get up.

He was lying on a deck chair watching the opera performance, with young girls clinging to him. There were people behind him massaging his head, and there were also people in front of him.People are bowing their heads to serve him.

"Isaide."

He called his bodyguard's name.

A man wearing a white hood, leaning quietly against the wall with his arms folded, released his invisibility, quietly walked over and opened the door.

He communicated with the whispers outside for a while, then closed the door and walked over.

"Your Majesty the Earl."

His voice with a strong Parthian accent sounded: "Aleister is back."

"Oh?"

The Earl of Leipzig suddenly became energetic and turned over to get up: "Where is she? Take me to find her!"

"After she came back, she went directly to the Ziggurat. She was riding a ghost horse and was very fast. Our people did not stop her."

The man in white robe said in a low voice.

"...Ah."

The Earl of Leipzig lay back again.

The Ziggurat... is really troublesome.

He really didn’t want to go there if he didn’t have to. As the son of the moon, he has an almost instinctive resistance and resistance to the ziggurat. Just entering its range of influence will make him feel strong discomfort - the power of dusk has a very obvious suppressive effect on the path of love. It can be said that fire and water are incompatible.

"...Forget it, let's go there."

After all, Ms. Bayard is also a child of the moon... She is willing to go to the Ziggurat, so go there by yourself Bar.

But just in case.

"...You go and notify Lord Hongxiang. Just say that Ms. Bayard is back, and go directly to the Ziggurat when she comes back. And I have already gone to find her..."

The Earl of Leipzig cautiously said this to the man in white robes he called "Issed".

He instinctively felt a hint of danger.

After all, Valentine VII himself was a monarch who was close to the Dusk Path.

Now the first generation of Black Phase has woken up from his slumber. But in the face of the monarch's death, there was no movement from the Ziggurat... Is this reasonable?

Compared to choosing to remain motionless on the road at dusk, the Earl of Leipzig prefers... All this is just the calm before the storm.

Every anomaly may be part of a conspiracy, and Ms. Bayard's trip to the ziggurat is a part of it!

Anyway, let’s start with one person. If something happens to him, at least Peng Bonaqi can save him!

At this time, Aleister had arrived at the Ziggurat and met the lich Matthias Grünewald again.

Hearing that Aleister had returned, Adolf, the current dark minister and vice-principal of the Ziggurat, also rushed over.

But when he rushed to the top floor and saw Mathias, the place was empty.

"...Where is Miss Aleister?"

Adolf was a little confused: "I heard that she has come back?"

Matthias said A hollow but gentle voice sounded: "She uses the spirit world toThe art of traveling is gone. Aleister sensed someone was following her. "

"...So you left the stalker in the ziggurat? "

Adolf rubbed his forehead.

He was not afraid of this. With the lich Matthias around, the ziggurat was never afraid of trouble.

< p>I just feel a little troublesome... As a transcendent on the Dusk Path, there is no one who is not afraid of trouble.

"But, mentor. "

Adolf looked at the skeleton floating in the air in a shabby black robe, and asked with some expectation: "Could it be that Miss Aleister..."

“She did bring back the sixth level undead. It was a King of the Wild Hunt...the Helchin of Avalon. "

Matthias' hollow voice sounded: "I underestimated her. This kind of thing can really be done..."

"I have never seen it before! "

Adolf said with some dissatisfaction: "Why don't you call me, mentor. "

"She will come back. "

Matthias turned around, two dim yellow flames burning gently in the skull's eyes: "And you have more important things to do.

"Go and tell the students..."

The Lich didn't finish his words.

Adolf suddenly opened his eyes.

Because at this moment, an invisible cold wave suddenly passed over his body - the sky became cloudy in the blink of an eye.

It was clearly noon at the end of March, but snowflakes suddenly started to fall in the sky.

It’s not a blizzard...but an extremely silent snow.

The world between heaven and earth was instantly covered by the ubiquitous pure white snowflakes.

The silence is not just a description - in the snow curtain, it seems that no sound can penetrate. People walking on the street suddenly fell into chaos, but they could not hear sounds in the distance at all, and their visibility was only within three meters.

In an instant, the entire world was covered by blizzard and turned into an invisible winter.

"Oops..."

The young Valentine VIII stood in front of the window, looking at the sky and the earth covered with snow, and the corners of his mouth turned white with fear: "It's the black phase. ...Come to kill me?"

He felt the power of dusk reverberating between heaven and earth.

"No, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, someone rushed over and shouted: "Your Majesty in the bedroom...the bones of the late king are missing!"

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Valentin VIII's eyes suddenly darkened, and he stumbled back to the bedroom.

It was placed here by the Red Prime Minister Peng Bonazi, the skeleton of his biological father. Although Lucien also wanted to bury it, he did not dare to offend Peng Bonazi. So I didn't dare to move.

Even if Pomponazzi had left Lionheart City and gone to Leipzig... Lucien could only remove the terrifying corpse wrapped in human skin.The bones were placed like this in his bedroom.

But now, the skeleton in the room only has half a human skin left.

The remaining bones disappeared.

——Valentine VIII suddenly felt a strong fear.

It's like clearly realizing that someone has entered the house, but you can't find where the other person is.

He has realized that his father, who has not been buried for a long time, has been transformed into an undead by the heavy snow.

...Could that be a wraith?

Will he come for revenge?

At this time, in a garden outside the palace.

A skeleton covered in ice, while tearing off the remaining human skin on his body, raised his head and stared at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

He raised his hands, as if quietly embracing the snow. It's like an escaped prisoner regaining his life.

In the ziggurat, Hei Xiang’s voice sounded steadily:

“Go and tell the students...the ziggurat is protected by the Heavenly God.

"Go revise the textbook. From now on, the concept of the undead is no longer the earth that represents the ‘underworld’ and ‘burial’, but the ice that represents ‘silence’ and ‘the end’.

"——We sincerely invite you to the Winter Division. The silent Tiansi, the Tiansi who is reborn." Recently, the transcoding has been serious, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit. Reading mode. Thank you

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