Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 222 Demon’s Backlash
"What's up with her?"

The next morning, when Colin was having breakfast at Fisher Manor, he suddenly saw anxious servants walking quickly in the corridor. They helped a girl covered in blood to a room with a bed. .

Because Lillian had already left Fisher Manor for the island, they could only ask a family doctor to treat the injured girl.

Colin raised his eyebrows, quickly finished his meal, stood up, and went to the room to investigate the situation.

Several servants looked at the injured girl nervously, looking panicked.

"I don't know if she'll make it."

"It's so pitiful and unfortunate that Miss Lillian is not in the manor."

He squinted his eyes. The girl seemed to be the maid in Baron Naxi's house.

Well, it’s the little girl that Baron Naxi promised to him...

"Why is she hurt?"

Pieces of red leaves swayed with the breeze, gradually covering the earth.

The girl cries like a deer, and almost everyone can't help but feel pity for her.

Tio nodded slightly, turned and left without saying anything more.

After hearing this, everyone felt that Sangbel might have some hidden disease, so they looked at the experienced doctor.

Sangbel couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, trying to hide her tears.

Sambel said with surprise and joy: "Ah, really, thank you, I really thank you. The Fisher family is indeed the hero of Siyat."

The old and burly Tio stared at the girl calmly. After a long time, he made a decision and said: "Don't worry, Ms. Somber, even if you are really fired by Baron Naxi, the Fisher family will not leave you alone."

After waking up, Sambel learned that the housekeeper had left, and that she had to recuperate in Fisher Manor for at least a month, or even two months, because Ms. Lilian would not come back until then.

"Here we are, Lord Byrne."

After everyone left the room, a happy smile appeared on the girl's lips.

He shook his head and turned away, not intending to meddle in other people's business.

Sangbel received medical treatment immediately. Although she was seriously injured, she did not die and had no sequelae. She was very lucky.

She pretended to be frightened, her eyes were red with tears, her eyes were swollen, her lips were trembling, and she soon began to sob.

I have the opportunity to stay in Fisher Manor for a few months. Whether I can change my destiny depends on my next efforts!
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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just can't help it, I'm sorry..."

"Something happened to our family due to foreign guests. It is indeed the Fisher family's responsibility."

As a big businessman working for the Fisher family, Colin naturally has many mistresses around him, but he prefers clear transactions and relatively mature women. Bullying little girls is not what a gentleman should do.

The doctor shook his head and said: "I can't find out the specific situation yet, but as long as she rests and waits for Ms. Lilian to come back, even if she has any hidden diseases, she will be cured together. It is this girl's luck to come to Nasir Town."

Everyone wanted to know why the little girl was injured, so a maid at Fisher Manor said:
"She seemed to have rolled down the hillside suddenly. I don't know what happened. Maybe it was caused by a sudden illness."

But she can't travel long distances for the time being and must rest.

"Ah, if this is the case, will Baron Naxi fire me? But my family needs money very much. Really, I really need a job, woo woo woo..."

The carriage driver opened the door respectfully, and Byrne calmly stepped out of the carriage. The other person who got out of the carriage was a woman, the Emerald Elf named March.

Even though times have changed, March's appearance has hardly changed over the decades.

She still had the same beautiful appearance as when Byrne first met her decades ago. Just leaving the carriage, she immediately attracted the surprised gazes of people nearby.

Byrne, who had gray hair on his temples, noticed this scene and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I really envy you elves. You have a very long lifespan, and your appearance is ageless. You are always full of charm, unlike us humans whose lifespan is always fleeting. It’s gone.”

He had not been able to understand the meaning of aging before, and it was only recently that he became increasingly aware of physical and mental fatigue.

March frowned slightly, glanced at the middle-aged Byrne unhappily, and said in an unfriendly tone:
"Your family promised to help find something, but there has been no news about it for so many years, and yet you still have the nerve to let me kill someone."

Originally, March's whereabouts had been erratic, but in recent years, under Byrne's instruction, the Fisher family built a cabin for her as a place to stay.

As a result, she spent a lot of time living in the hut, and it became easier for the Fisher family to find the Emerald Elf.

As the Fisher family's foreign aid, March has always kept a vague distance from them, and will only be willing to take action when the Fisher family pays enough benefits.

This time Byrne invited March to come over, and of course he paid enough remuneration. Now the Fisher family already has a lot of capital.

The weather was getting colder, March stared at the luxurious manor in front of her.

"Is this where Viscount Best lives? The maples nearby are telling me that there are many extraordinary beings in this manor."

In front of me is Viscount Best's Maple Leaf Manor. Maple leaves are falling like red snowflakes all around. They dance lightly in the air. The sunlight penetrates the gaps in the leaves and lights up their fire-like color, as if the whole world has been dyed. Burning orange-red. Byrne walked forward slowly. The flame maid who once entertained him had also entered middle age and became the head maid of this manor. It seemed that everything was passing quickly.

He walked into the manor silently. The guests who were waiting to receive him all knew the man who came in, and stood up one after another. Many people even bowed excitedly.

"Your Excellency Byrne! Good day!"

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Byrne!"

"Our hero, Lord Byrne, you have always been my idol!"

Byrne smiled and nodded gently, responding to everyone calmly.

He no longer needed a separate sitting room. Instead, under the leadership of the Flame Maid, he went straight to Viscount Best's study without any waiting, and the treatment he enjoyed was almost the same as that of an important member of the Lion family.

The Flameborn maid asked calmly and politely: "Who is this lady?"

Byrne nodded slightly and said calmly: "She is my friend, an emerald elf from afar. This time she comes with me to help His Excellency the Viscount."

"I see."

The flameborn maid nodded lightly, without asking any more questions, and then led Byrne and March to Viscount Best's study.

"Byrne, you are finally here, haha. We can set off in two days."

"Well, who is this beautiful elf lady?"

Byrne introduced again: "She is March. As you can see, she is a noble emerald elf, a friend of the Fisher family. She came from afar. This time I invited her as a helper."

"Hello."

March said hello indifferently and said no more words. Even he was not respectful to Viscount Best.

"Noble Elf, thank you for coming."

Viscount Best smiled, not caring at all about March's arrogance.

Byrne asked bluntly: "Are we going to leave in two days? Who are we waiting for? Renzo? Abel?"

Viscount Best shook his head slightly and explained:
"Renzo is already here. He is resting in his room. As for Abel, he cannot come back at all on the front line, because the decisive battle of this war is likely to break out on the front line."

Byrne was deep in thought, and couldn't help but think of Darren, who was still alive but whose whereabouts were unknown, and murmured to himself: "A decisive battle?"

Viscount Best nodded slightly and explained who was coming next.

"Well, our acting bishop Zain Fusak is also coming. I made a deal with him. He will help me break through the monarch, and I will also help him break through the monarch in the future."

Viscount Best paused for a moment, then continued with a smile: “At that time, Zain will no longer be the acting bishop, but the real Bishop of Storms!”

"I see."

It was not unexpected. Byrne nodded lightly. It was common for various forces to help each other. The exchange of favors and resources was something all families would do.

In recent years, the church forces have gradually been contaminated by worldly things, and are no longer an extraordinary organization that purely serves the gods.

Viscount Best was silent and didn't speak for a long time. His eyes were slightly red.

His body suddenly fell to one side, his palms pressed against the wall, panting, and his body continued to shake.

"What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Byrne suddenly felt something was strongly wrong, and the air around him seemed to be stagnant.

March retreated coldly, stared at Viscount Best and said, "Why is there such a strong demonic aura?"

Viscount Best's face was ugly. He barely stood up, his body was shaking constantly, and he said to himself: "It's bad, this bad guy can't restrain himself anymore..."

"Be careful, demons, demons in hell..." He was almost speechless.

Byrne was slightly stunned, and could feel the terrifying aura rising.

He had seen the transaction between Viscount Best and "Sun Gold" and knew that Viscount Best had the forbidden knowledge of signing a contract with the devil, but he never knew what the price was.

So, is the price of signing a devil's contract the possibility of being counterattacked by the devil's power in hell?

The air around him became colder and colder, Viscount Best's body shook more and more, and his eyes became more and more blood-red.

"what!"

The black shadow behind Viscount Best suddenly stood up, like a slender ghost, and reached out to grab Byrne.

(End of this chapter)