son-in-law of blood

Chapter 183 Nails
"************ (Harmonious army haunts, demons and demons all retreat!!!)"

After such a long chat, Hellen put down the flushed Hepburn:
"I really didn't expect that the end point of your blood race's teleportation array would be such a beautiful island!"

Helen looked up, and saw the endless blue sea, the sea connected to the sky, and the sky connected to the sea, and it was impossible to tell which was the sky and which was the sea.The white sandy beach glistens under the sunlight, as if gold is everywhere.

Hellen thought that the end of the portal might be a dark and damp underground cave, or a mysterious and deep dark castle, but he never expected that it would be such a beautiful island.

Hepburn's face was still flushed, and she shook her white palm in front of Hellen's eyes:
"Your soldiers are still sitting there, leave them alone?"

Helen came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the guards not far away, and immediately felt a little appreciation and admiration in his heart.

This is the real soldier!

The beach was not calm, and the cries of seagulls and the sound of waves could be heard everywhere, but even so, these soldiers remained motionless, and none of them took off their blindfolds.

Sitting on the beach like sculptures, it is admirable.

Putting away his thoughts, Hellen led Hepburn towards the place where everyone was sitting:
"Okay, you can take off the blindfold!"

Hearing Shiron's order, the soldiers took off the black cloth strips wrapped around their eyes one after another.

Unsurprisingly, everyone had incredible expressions on their faces.

But after all, they were professionally trained, and soon they calmed down again, rearranging their team under the order of the leading general, and guarding the side without saying a word.

Turning her eyes to Hepburn, the girl nodded:
"This is already the territory of the blood clan. You have to pass through here to go to Twilight, come with me!"

Helen pulled Hepburn, and under the guidance of the latter, he headed towards the depths of the island.

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"My lord, Xillen and the others have already left!" A soldier with the appearance of a scout respectfully reported to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Which way are they going? Are they really going to the Northwest Continent?" Governor Varian rubbed his swollen forehead and asked casually.

"This...they brought more than 50 guards, the little ones..." The scout suddenly hesitated.

Varian opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and said with displeasure:

"Why are you stammering? I asked you where they came from, but I didn't ask you how many people they brought!"

The scout babbled a lot and finally lowered his head and said cautiously:

"Back to the adults, the little ones didn't see clearly..."

A trace of anger flashed across Varian's face, and his tone became much stronger:

"What do you mean you can't see clearly? Are your eyes just for display?"

The scout trembled and said, "My lord, we don't know. The little ones followed them out of the city, but after leaving the city, it was like a fog had formed in front of them. They couldn't see anything clearly, not even the direction. I can’t tell the difference anymore, and when I can see the road again, it’s already dark…”

Hearing the extremely weird narration of the scout in front of him, Varian's first reaction was that his subordinates must be dereliction of duty and embarrassment, and then he came up with such a set of words to deal with him, but his heart moved, and he asked a question :
"Where did you say Sheeren went before he left town?"

The scout replied tremblingly:
"I went to the Temple of Erudition."

Varian thought for a moment, waved his hands and said:
"Okay, I see, you go down, don't tell anyone about this."

Seeing that Varian didn't pursue the matter anymore, the scout hurriedly pleaded guilty and left as if he had received an amnesty.

After the scouts left, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a servant walked in steadily through the back door.

Hearing the movement behind him, Varian did not turn his head, and lay back on the couch again, closing his eyes and asking:
"What do you think?"

The person who came was Varian's butler, that is, the butler Woolf who had followed Varian to the capital of Insresa.

Woolf was born in a commoner family, and her ancestors have been farmers with their faces facing the loess and their backs facing the sky.

With the status of a farmer's son, it can be said that Woolf's hard work and painstaking efforts are no less than anyone else's.

The old butler Woolf is Varian's most trusted right-hand man and has won Varian's trust.All secret dealings and transactions between Varian and the "Grand Duke" were carried out through Woolf.

Woolf didn't keep Varian waiting too long, and after thinking for a while, he answered:

"It should be the vice-chairman of the Erudite Guild who made the move. I wouldn't be surprised if the legendary peak powerhouse resorted to any means! The reason he did this was nothing more than to protect the travel of Hellen and his party. After all, he should also I know that Xillen's performance as the lord of Tiris Land has threatened the interests of many people, and we are not the only ones who want to get rid of him!"

Varian nodded wearily, and then said angrily:
"What a lucky boy, he can even climb Benjamin's tall branch! It seems that I really underestimated this kid before, and now he is sent to the blood clan by the holy order, and he will definitely be promoted again after he comes back. I Now you have to wonder if he is the bastard son of that old Gremory!"

Woolf bowed slightly and said nothing.

When the boss is in a bad mood, it is easy to vent the anger and unhappiness in his heart to the subordinates around him. Woolf chose to remain silent very wisely, so he didn't give Varian a chance to continue to vent his anger.

This is also the reason why he, the son of a small farmer, was able to be so highly valued by one of the governors, Varian.

When to say what to say and what to do, Woolf can grasp it every time.

Seeing that no one responded, Varian cursed a few more words inwardly. After realizing that he had lost his composure, he slowed down his expression and asked:

"Has Viscount Nehemiah arrived? Didn't he agree to come to the house today to discuss matters?"

Wulf bent down slightly: "Master, I have already arrived, and I have been waiting in the living room. The old servant just came here to inform you, but just happened to meet someone who wanted to report to you."

Varian nodded: "Go and meet him, I don't know how he talked with that boy Helen, there is not much time left for the task assigned by the bus."

Woolf nodded slightly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Varian:
"Hey, by the way, Woolf, do you still remember what I told you when I was in Inns Reza?"

Woolf stopped and replied, "What is the master talking about?"

Varian's voice was much lower:

"That's the thing about Bryan colluding with the Lich!"

Varian's slightly annoyed and puzzled voice suddenly sounded in the study, and he naturally wouldn't notice at this time, Woolf, who had turned his back and was about to leave, had a flicker of flicker on his face when he heard these words. The ferocious color of the past.

(End of this chapter)