Chaos Crown

Chapter 211, Conspiracy, Yangmou
Valley calendar 1361, May 5, afternoon.

Cormyr, outside the city of Suzal, the capital of the Purple Dragon Kingdom, Anaheim Manor.

Mannacorn-Anaheim was sitting in his office at this time, pressing down the blinds with his fingers and peering out.

He doesn't have to do this, but the nature of human beings is to like illegal surveillance and illegal entry and exit. This is something deeply embedded in human DNA.

A ritual to sacrifice to the devil is in progress.

Some former minions were thrown into a bloody and cruel scene, and around them, like the song of birds in spring, Son of Bane heard the screams, pleadings and wailings of whips and torture instruments and the dying. Sounds, some people are begging their loved ones to survive.

Mannacorn bit his lip tightly, many of them were people he knew, and their voices turned into the wind in the bright spring afternoon and blew into his ears.

Many of them were once friends and loyal subordinates of Son of God Bane.

Yes, my friend, Bane God son was surprised to find himself remembering the word, looking back at the past, there used to be such a good relationship between them, they came together because of the same goal, the same dream, he once published a passionate speech, and at the bar of the bar, the men cheered along with his chants.

It's a pity that these people did not choose to side with him after all.

Then, they are the enemy.

Manacorn watched these people collapse on the bloody altar, and watched the devils disguised as human beings happily executing the execution. The devils are not satisfied with killing, they prefer indescribable torment before seizing Walk the soul of a mortal.

This is a deal between him and the great devil Bayer, who claims to be the legal lord of Avernas, the pit fiend, and this is just a deposit.

Scars, holes, and blood flowed all over the ritual altar. Hearts and brains were dissected, and the devils did all kinds of evil.

"No..." Manakorn said in a low voice: "The filthy bastard of the Nine Prisons, monster, loves you so much."

The demands of the devils have been succeeded, but this does not mean that God Son Bane has succumbed to the devils. He thinks that this is just a deal where everyone gets what they want. When the matter is over, he will make the devils pay enough.

As for these unsteady subordinates and colleagues, Manacorn can only say sorry in his heart.

These are all necessary sacrifices.

Such a punishment in the manor is a bit too cruel, but it can also effectively deter those who still have doubts in their hearts.

Teach them to fear so they will be grateful.

"Glory to Bane!" Manacorn saluted the victims, and closed the shutters.

"Dong dong~" The door rang.

"Please come in."

His deputy, Admiral Doenitz squeezed in through the door with many documents in his arms: "Good afternoon, Your Excellency."

"You're late, Erich." Son of God Benn said lightly, "Did something happen?"

"The breeder found me and told me with regret, Moody, that the big golden retriever you saw that day passed away suddenly, so I was delayed for a while." Denitz said apologetically, "This was not supposed to happen. It should be my business, but didn’t your Excellency say that day, this is a good dog? The breeder told me that he was too sad and needed to take a few days off.”

"It's a pity that we lost a venerable comrade in arms." Mannacorn rubbed his eyes wearily, it was a trivial matter, he didn't care: "Okay, are they all here?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, the forces that support us are gathering at Madam Yew's meeting place!"

Dönitz made the list.

Participating in this event are:

The second and fifth city defense battalions in the capital of Susar.

Cormyr's Ninth Legion.

Cormier Marines [-]st, [-]rd, [-]th, and [-]th Regiments.

A handful of Cormyr court bureaucrats headed by the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

The Anaheim private army led by Ranger Andreas.

189 purple dragon knights.

A private army of Duke Marelli.

With this alone, Son of God Bane has controlled nearly one-third of the army in Suzar. Manacorn looked through the list and nodded with satisfaction, but he soon found that he did not find that name.

"Where's Disma?"

"Sir Disma is out on business, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"Damn, this person has a really weird personality. I have invited him many times with good wine and meat. I have run out of good words. Didn't he already agree to join us? Why did he suddenly go back on his word?" Son of God Benn said long and hard. He let out a sigh of relief, hating Desma's vacillation.

He hated this kind of vacillating subordinate the most.

What he didn't know was that Disma had actually made up his mind to join him, but after seeing Aaron's power, Echo of Khorne and Scarbrand in the Battle of Arabel, Disma decided to Consider him worthy of allegiance to a higher being.

Now was not the time to be concerned about the absence of one or two, and Son of God Bane let his loyal subordinates in.

Soon, the office was full of people.

"Neither His Highness the Regent nor His Royal Highness knows anything about our plan."

"So, we have a chance of winning, please believe in this! Our plan will definitely succeed."

"It's time to finally take this step. Weak good gods, hypocritical princesses, these creatures have plagued our country for a long time, they have infiltrated our people, eroded our culture, they let us rot, will The once brave country of Zilong has become a flock of lambs."

"Now, we're going to change this country, we're going to clean it of its rot, we're going to get rid of the infection by all means necessary, and this is just the beginning. I believe that one day, justice will return to this land, and Cormyr will be rid of the Torment her poison!"

"All glory to Cormyr!"

Everyone standing in the office breathed heavily. They saluted with fanaticism in their eyes.

"All glory to Cormyr!"

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At the same time, in the dressing room in the palace, Aaron was also making final preparations.

He took a half-day off today and gave instructions for everything. He has already made arrangements for what everyone should do and how to do it.

The progress of the treacherous Xiling is not smooth, and God Son Bane is indeed good at organizing. Different people and different subordinates only have a part of the information, and Aaron can only do the best within the scope of what he can do. good.

Now, it's time to wait for the dinner at La Villette Manor in the evening.

There is no good banquet, but he must go to the banquet.

Not only for uprooting God Son Bane, but also for the smooth implementation of his King Hunter plan.

He had to be by the princess's side, and the outside affairs could only be handed over to Eleanor. Miss Priest had been with him for so long, so she should be able to handle things well.

Aaron was still thinking about any omissions in his plan, and Alice Searle's impatient voice sounded: "Aaron, do you dare to be distracted by my side?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, there is something at home." Aaron could only apologize.

Fortunately, Alice Searle didn't pay much attention. She took out a set of high-end black and white lantern sleeves, close-fitting breeches, and black boots from the dressing room and threw it in front of Aaron.

"Put it on and let me see."

"Yes."

Aaron put on this set of clothes. The clothes were extremely smooth and the fabric was very good. At first glance, it was not extraordinary, and he did not know where it came from.

He was about to go inside to change clothes, but Alice Searle grabbed his sleeve coldly: "Right here, change!"

"Your Highness?" Aaron thought to himself, you rascal!
"Why are you shy? It's not like you haven't seen it." The princess raised her chin: "What's the matter with showing it to me? Take it off, I like to watch it."

Aaron didn't say anything, and he changed into this black and white aristocratic dress in front of Alice Searle.

Aaron was handsome and handsome in the dress. Not only was his appearance charming, but he also had a hint of violent charm that made Alice Searle really want to rua, but the suit was a little too big and didn't fit very well.

"Your Highness, I've changed it." Aaron straightened his cuffs: "Like, a little bigger?"

Alice Searle looked down at her from top to bottom, and looked at her repeatedly. Her cold and arrogant eyes softened a little at this moment, and she nodded slightly: "It's okay, but you are not strong enough to hold it up."

"Whose clothes are these?" Aaron asked suspiciously.

Alice Searle asked Aaron to turn around in a circle, looked at him carefully, and then nodded: "This is my father's clothes, the dress he likes to wear when he attends banquets."

Clothes of former King Asan IV?

"You can wear this suit to the banquet tonight." Alice Searle stopped Aaron's words with her eyes: "This is an order!"

"Yes."

At night, the La Villette Manor, one of the largest manors in Susar, usually holds many activities among the nobles here. It is said that the largest venue inside can accommodate about 1000 people.

The owner of the estate was Madame La Villette, a marquis dowager who inherited the estate after her husband died in the Shoah.

She opened up most of the manor for commercial activities and aristocratic communication to maintain daily expenses.

Aaron arrived at the gate of the manor first, and the doorman in front of the door rushed to greet Aaron when he saw his appearance, and received him inside, and finally stopped in front of an oversized wreath arch.

The entire scene inside is resplendent and magnificent. Countless extravagant crystal lamps adorn the luxury and grandeur of the banquet hall. There are already quite a few people present, but they still look like most of them are in their 30s to 50s. Most of the aristocratic men look like Aaron also wears aristocratic dress with lantern sleeves. His hair is combed meticulously or he wears a hat, while the ladies are dressed as noble ladies. Some wear priest robes and some wear evening dresses. There are not a few of them. , all look like successful people.

When Aaron arrived, he immediately caused a sensation. He was welcomed by almost everyone. Many people in the banquet hall stood together with red wine glasses as if they were very familiar.

"Look, look, who is here? The leader of the Five Heroes of Arabel, the son of Manuel, Aaron Salian?"

A middle-aged man came to Aaron surrounded by many entourages. He stretched out his hand to Aaron: "Welcome, very welcome, Aaron, may I call you that?"

This person looks about 40 years old, with slightly thinning hair, combed into a smooth back, wearing a loose dress, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a pair of small glasses full of love and recognition.

This person is Duke Caspar, the son-in-law appointed by King Asan IV, the husband of the late Crown Princess, and the brother-in-law of the Regent Princess.

The other party was very bookish, and he spoke in a very orderly, gentle manner. Seeing that Aaron was a little dazed, he continued to laugh and said, "Oh, you may not know me, I am Kaspar, now you do Bar?"

"Hello, His Royal Highness Duke Caspar." Aaron nodded, putting on a business smile. He subconsciously searched for the figure of God Son Bane, but he didn't find it.

"Oh, young people come up one after another now, so we old people don't have a chance to show ourselves~" Duke Caspar smiled naturally: "I think I should retire?"

"I am very optimistic about you, young man. I think it is too condescending for such an outstanding talent like you to be confined to the palace as a servant?" The Duke continued: "Your talent should be used in a higher place. That's what I thought."

"Your Highness values ​​it, and Aaron is terrified." Aaron responded with a few words casually, and then heard the exclamation of everyone present.

"Look, the Regent is here!"

"The fire-haired lady is here, she is too beautiful."

"Hush, whisper, be respectful!"

There was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall, and many people were amazed and admiring. What was even more exaggerated was the sound of wine glasses falling to the ground. Aaron followed the crowd's gaze, and his eyes gradually brightened.

Brilliant long golden hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, a little makeup on her beautiful face, light eyeliner, long eyelashes flickering and looking extremely soft, bright red lips look transparent and pure like creamy skin , but also added a vigor and vitality, not as plain and cool as before, with two pendant crystal earrings in the shape of a crescent moon on the white jade-like crystal earrings, and two crystal earrings embedded in them respectively. The petal-shaped fiery ruby ​​highlights the elegance and extravagance of a woman, and complements her bright red lips.

A set of gold silk peacock shadow and thorn embroidered dress dress wears a unique charm on Alice Searle. The beautiful legs under the long dress are set off by a pair of ultra-thin black pearl stockings, which makes the legs smooth and tender. Dreamlike.

She wore a pair of open-toed fish-mouth black patent leather high-heeled shoes. The high-heeled shoes were of a lace-up design. A thin strap was tied on the woman's white and round ankle and toes. The bright red cardamom nail polish It looms under the package of black pearl silk, which looks very charming.

The woman who entered the arena was full of aura, glamorous yet noble, and her graceful steps did not stop when anyone approached to interrupt or say hello, she just kept nodding or smiling politely.

However, these male creatures often don't dare to show their atmosphere when facing her eyes, and they are only obsequious.

The nickname "Prince of Steel" is not for nothing!

Alice Searle was also not very interested in these people. Her eyes turned around in the venue and quickly locked on Aaron who was talking to Duke Kasper. Aaron immediately noticed that the princess was looking at him After apologizing to Duke Casper, he walked towards her.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Aaron came in front of the princess. The woman's beautiful eyes stared at the man in front of her without blinking. Although she looked the same as before, some people could feel her body The cold aura seemed to have completely dissipated at this moment, as if he had changed himself.

The woman raised her arm and didn't say anything, but Aaron immediately understood, stepped forward and immediately took the woman's arm, and the two walked side by side to a place where there were fewer people and sat down slowly. .

"Your Highness, you are so beautiful today!" Aaron admired sincerely: "Even the pearl in Longhu is not as beautiful as you."

"What are you talking about with your brother-in-law?" Alice Searle said coldly.

"It's just a chat about the past and some delicious food." Aaron tried to change the subject.

"What are you talking about? Say it!" The woman in front of her was looking straight at Aaron, with domineering eyes overflowing.

Aaron had no choice but to repeat what he and Duke Caspar had said, and then Alice Searle closed her gaze: "You are mine, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Alice Searle was satisfied, and the incomparably glamorous Princess Regent stood up: "Come with me, my black staff officer, let's see what kind of tricks Duke Marelli and Duke Caspar are playing."

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I'm by your side." Aaron took a deep breath and stood up with the princess.

So, here we go!

At the same time, in an alley not far from where La Villette Manor is located.

The seven black robes are also ready.

Cyric's subordinate, the six assassins headed by the vengeful executioner Peak, have been ordered by the dark sun to lurk here early.

Today, whether it is Manakorn, the son of Bane, or Aaron, the son of Baal, will die here!
Because this is the supreme will of the dark sun!
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