The world doesn't need succubus to save

City of Silver, General Conference Hall.

The nobles who were summoned gathered together again, but compared to the panic and panic last time, this time was completely different.

It was as if the blade that was originally on the neck was removed, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed, and even the neighboring nobles were able to chat and laugh about the artworks they had collected some time ago.

The tormented atmosphere disappeared, and they looked much calmer at the moment, and a relaxed and joyful atmosphere flowed through the entire space.

crunch--

Even when the waiters pushed open the door, they didn't stop.

Keynes stood at the door and looked around for a while, then shook his head silently. He passed the door and walked slowly into the hall. He walked towards the high platform in the center step by step.

Step by step, he walked towards the high platform that symbolized the highest honor of nobility.

Not accompanied by anyone.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of him, it was a nobleman who had just entered middle age.

"Lord Keynes, don't you want a drink?"

The familiar figure of Keynes froze for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"No, Sir Morris, my body does not allow me to indulge myself like a young man."

"Hahahahaha, you are so humble, this little alcohol will not have any effect at all! Hahaha, even if you don't drink, you still need a glass, don't you?"

Listening to Morris' words, Keynes glanced around secretly from the corner of his eye silently, and he noticed that many people were actually paying attention to this place.

Keynes had seen too many such things, and he figured out the relationship in an instant.

Morris wasn't actually persuading him to drink. What he was doing was just trying to show that he and Keynes were old acquaintances, trying to create momentum for himself as much as possible.

"Ha ha."

Keynes shook his head and laughed, his laughter was complicated and melancholy.

He still remembers how he looked when he saw Morris for the first time.

At that time, he hadn't inherited the position of Patriarch, and he was still a young nobleman who dared to think and act, abided by the honor of the nobility, and determined to carry forward the glory of the family.

However, since when did he change his appearance and become as smooth and strange as he is now?
What changed him?
Is it the position of the head of the house?Or power and wealth?
No, whatever changed him didn't matter anymore.

After today, such regrettable things will never happen again.

"Hehe, maybe not today, but soon..."

"Huh? Did you say something?"

Maintaining a smile, Morris blinked his eyes. He was relieved after Keynes laughed, but he couldn't hear what he whispered to himself.

"It's nothing, I think what you said makes sense, thank you for your reminder."

Shaking his head, Keynes patted Morris on the shoulder affectionately, took the wine glass offered by the other party, and continued walking forward with it.

Later, more people approached, and Keynes would always come, nodding or exchanging greetings.

The road to the high platform was not long, but he walked very slowly, allowing him enough time to reflect on the experience along the way.

The road was long, but at the end of the day, Keynes finally got rid of everyone and walked up to the high platform step by step.

dong dong.

With a tap of the gavel, Cairns attracted everyone's attention.

In the slightly quiet hall, his expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"I called everyone urgently this time because I have something important to inform you."

The serious expression finally made the atmosphere a little more serious, but more people still didn't take it seriously, and some even asked with a smile:

"Lord Keynes, don't be a fool! Tell us directly! I have something urgent to do?"

"What's the rush? Could it be that your lover is going to have a baby again? No. 17?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Looking at the nobles who were laughing, Keynes did not laugh, but struck again with the mallet.

dong dong.

In the quiet gap, the old man spoke loudly:
"Under the witness of the covenant—I, Cairns Jaslin, what I said afterwards was not false."

His sudden and strange behavior made many nobles suddenly realize that something was wrong, and squinted their eyes at the great noble among the great nobles.

"I have a new piece of information about handing over the Overwatch City's space beacon to an extraordinary creature."

"There is a traitor among us."

With eyes as calm as water, Keynes said softly:

"The Overwatch Society already knows about this."

In an instant, all the laughter disappeared, and a pair of horrified eyes stared at the thin but straight-backed figure on the stage.

In the oppressive silence that could be heard falling needles, Keynes raised his head and looked at the mysterious eye high above.

Smiling, Keynes raised the wine glass he took from Morris, and he smiled at the audience:
"Under the witness of the covenant—I hereby admit to you that I... am one of the traitors."

This is not over, the old man admired the bewildered expressions of the people who were shocked by the successive shocks, and continued:
"And, among you, there are more traitors."

Dead silence.

After Keynes finished speaking, the entire space was filled with great panic.

Among all the people, Sir Morris and the others who just talked to Keynes had the most distorted expressions.

Ha ha.

Appreciating the panic of everyone, Keynes gradually smiled as he thought about what would happen next.

Passing the wine glass to his mouth, he gulped down the wine for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

This glass of poisoned wine, please...

Drink it with me!
……

……

When Ning Feng's vision brightened again, what appeared in front of him was not the familiar teleportation array.

"This is……"

There is the sound of violent wind in my ears, the pervasive coldness on the surface of my body, and the feeling of emptiness and weightlessness under my feet.

He didn't teleport directly to the center of Overwatch City, but appeared in the thin air high above.

After only a moment of weightlessness, Ning Feng adjusted his figure with the help of the wings behind him, and the flowing magic power covered his body, resisting the cold and strong wind outside his body.

But at this moment, the warmth of his body could not warm Ning Feng's heart, on the contrary, it felt like falling into an ice cave.

"!!!"

Because, right in front of his eyes, the scene in the sky city shrouded in a huge halo can only be described as tragic.

The ancient buildings were destroyed in pieces, and the ruins were smeared with blood, as if they had experienced an extremely cruel battle.

But this is not what shocked Ning Feng the most. What really left him speechless was the reflection in his eyes...

Headless corpses.

"This is impossible……"