The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 112 Who is this person from? !

The previous king of the Bruh clan had died long ago, and all his close associates had died in the holy war. Those who were lucky enough to survive were all sent by Ashekt to guard the border.Even Ashekt himself had only seen Zorosius from a distance when he followed his father in the Holy War, not to mention the other people in the front hall.

Unexpectedly, not only was he not dead, he seemed more dangerous than before.

For a moment, Ashekt hesitated, wondering whether his decision to firmly join the Demon Party was the right one.

He gathered his thoughts and pointed to the lower left corner of his head with a smile. That seat had been vacant before and was specially prepared for his distinguished guest.

"You are finally here, that location..."

"Asheket." Zorosius interrupted him. His eyes did not stay at that position, but looked directly at the person sitting on the main seat, with an unclear tone, "You are not timid."

Anyone with any brains would know that Zorosius did not come here just for fun.But Ashekt still held a banquet with great fanfare. If he said that there was no thought in it, who would believe it?
It was just a matter of scheming against others, but it happened to be him.

Ashekt seemed to have been exposed something, the smile on his face was slightly stiff, and paired with his sinister face, it looked funny and weird.The next second, he regained his posture and pretended to be confused: "I don't understand what you are talking about. The banquet has already started, why don't you wait until it's over... What, what are you doing?!"

He watched Zorosius step up to the throne and stood in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips and a cold look in his eyes. Then he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, throwing him away mercilessly. on the ground.

Everyone was in an uproar, but saw Zorosius sitting on the main seat without changing his expression, looking at Ashekt who looked embarrassed, "Don't you understand? Barules is a smart man, I didn't expect that there would be someone like you. Stupid son."

Barules was the name of the previous king.

Ashekt's face turned red and his long nails dug into his palms.

He didn't expect Zorosius to be so disrespectful to him. After all, he was also the king of the clan. By doing this, wasn't Zorosius afraid that he would turn to the demon party's camp?
Next, someone slapped the case and stood up, pointing at Zorosius and yelling angrily: "Who are you, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

They insulted the king in front of so many of them, and even called the king and the previous king by their first names. Do you really think that they, Bruch, are easy to bully? !
"Presumptuous?" Zorosius savored these two words carefully and chuckled suddenly.

In the midst of everyone's confusion, the anger on the face of the person who spoke suddenly turned into deep fear. Accompanied by a scream and an explosion, the person instantly turned into pieces of flesh, and his body was soaked with blood. The seats, and even the two people sitting next to him, could not avoid being splattered with blood.

If others still had the mentality of watching a good show at the beginning, they had to correct their attitude now.

The man who was killed was considered to be the best among the people, and he was Ashekt's confidant. Very few people dared to provoke him, but he didn't expect Zorosius to kill him immediately.

Who is this person's background? !

"I have just come out of seclusion, and I really miss the taste of killing. You don't mind, right?" Zorosius looked at Ashekt, obviously with a smile, but it made Ashekt feel cold inexplicably. And trembling, like prey being targeted by a hunter.

He gritted his teeth, even though he was filled with hatred, he didn't dare to show it on his face.

"It is his blessing to serve His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)