Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

He even had vague thoughts of committing suicide or self-destructing with the God of Order, but he didn't dare.

That's when.

The maid who was giving her a full body massage stopped what she was doing, and a beautiful female secretary pushed open the door and walked in. Her tone was obviously hurried.

"My Lord, someone is looking for you outside the manor."

"Who?!"

Count Frank was very unhappy that his massage was interrupted.

"Let him wait outside for me!"

"He is the personal messenger of Lord Marquis Sigmund."

"!!"

Upon hearing the word "personal courier", Count Frank sat up immediately and told the maid to change clothes.

If it was just an ordinary messenger, he could completely ignore it. After all, even the messengers under the Marquis were just messengers after all.

But personal messengers are completely different.

There is no difference between a personal courier and a foreign minister of any country. He is treated as if the Marquis is here in person. If you neglect him, it is the same as neglecting the Marquis himself.

That's why Count Frank was so flustered and hurried.

After putting on clothes.

Count Frank immediately trotted to the reception room of the Earl's manor and asked his men to invite in the Marquis's personal messenger.

After waiting for a few minutes.

The door to the reception room opened.

A middle-aged man with a mustache walked into the reception room under the guidance of the waiter.

The man had an above-average appearance, with a head of black streaked with silver. He was clearly just a personal messenger, but the special aura emanating from him was particularly comforting.

The middle-aged man with a mustache called out politely and respectfully after seeing Count Frank.

"My Lord Count."

"Please take a seat."

Count Frank extended his hand and motioned the other party to sit down.

The courier sat down.

He simply glanced at Count Frank and said, "Your Excellency has been overworked lately and needs more rest."

"The messenger won't have to worry about that."

Count Frank waved his hand.

Although he does not have much talent or ability, he has been in the position of earl for so long that even a pig can develop the temperament of an aristocrat, let alone a human being.

"I wonder what instructions the Marquis has?"

The messenger said, "Your Excellency, you should know that more than half a year ago, you requested reinforcements from the Marquis, and the Marquis immediately dispatched a five-member elite team under his command to provide support. I wonder where these five people are now?"

Speaking of this, the messenger's tone gradually became sharper.

Although there is more than one such elite team under the Marquis' command, and there are even stronger special forces above them, even if there are more than one, it is not a lot.

The messenger said so.

Count Frank instantly remembered the five people sent by the Marquis to assist him in killing the 'God of Order' more than half a year ago. However, he had already become the dog of the God of Order by then. He had never met these five people at all, and his mind was not on them. He had long forgotten about them. If it were not for his suggestion, Count Frank really would not have remembered them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that."

Count Frank said calmly.

"After those five arrived, I let them act on their own. I haven't seen them since."

Count Frank's words made the messenger raise his brows slightly. He looked at Count Frank with his sharp eyes, as if trying to determine whether the other party was lying.

However, the results of the review were somewhat unexpected.

Under his identification.

This incompetent earl was not lying. He really didn't know where the five elites were.

"Since the Earl is truly unaware and we haven't seen each other for so long, I'm afraid these five are in grave danger. They might even have fallen at the hands of this lawful envoy."

Count Frank did not speak, as he felt that the other party seemed to be about to burst out with a big cry.

"These five are elite individuals carefully trained by the Marquis. Now missing in Norrisk, the Marquis must investigate thoroughly. So I beg for your leniency."

"Accommodating?"

"At that time, several other elites under the Marquis will be stationed in Norrisk to investigate the disappearance of the third team."

Although I had guessed it long ago.

But when he actually heard it, Count Frank still felt a toothache.

The investigation into the disappearance of the third team was false.

I'm afraid it's not true that I want to use this opportunity to control my city.

however.

The Earl offered no resistance or resistance, but said casually, "Whatever."

"But I won't grant any authority or power."

After saying this, Count Frank stood up and left.

What he said was what Bai Yuan had asked him to say before. After all, long after killing these five people, Bai Yuan expected that the Marquis would definitely send people to investigate, so he talked to Count Frank about it in advance.

87

Chapter 87 The storm is coming.

The purpose of this personal courier from Marquis Sigmund's group coming here was to investigate the situation of the third elite team.

In fact, before meeting Count Frank, he had already tried to contact the third elite team through a special signal transmitter.

However, nothing was found.

There has been no response for such a long time. The God of Order is still there, but the signal transmitter has no response. It can be basically concluded that all members of the third elite team have died.

Although I already had this guess in my heart.

But the personal courier's mood did not change much.

"In that case, my Lord, I will take my leave."

Done.

The personal courier stood up and left without looking back.

Count Frank did not rise either.

He just sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the personal courier leave. He didn't dare to show any other emotions or expressions.

Because of fear.

Since he was afraid of appearing too close to the Marquis, which would cause the Lawful God to misunderstand and kill him out of fear, he was also worried that if he showed resistance to the Marquis, it would be seen that he had become a puppet of the Lawful God, or that the Lawful God was his own man, thus attracting suppression from the old aristocracy.

Count Frank is also in a difficult situation at the moment.

He felt bitter inside.

He was like an extremely thin rope, being pulled at both ends by two extremely strong men. He had to maintain balance in the middle as much as possible, otherwise he would easily break.

He was conflicted.

He also hoped that the Marquis would really send someone to kill the God of Order, as his current "desolation" and "anxiety" were caused by the God of Order.

However, he did not want anything to happen to the God of Order. After all, he would definitely die, and if he died, his territory would naturally be taken over by the Marquis.

After tinkering with it for a long time, the Marquis finally took advantage of it, which made Count Frank very unhappy.

Rather than dying in such a cowardly way, it is better to just barely survive like this. Although I can't squander as much as before, at least I can still enjoy myself, which is better than anything else.

"Ugh……"

Count Frank sighed.

The dark face with three chins sighed like a breeding pig in a pigsty panting. If there were people around, they probably wouldn't want to take a second look.

"Why are you sighing? You want me dead, but you don't want yourself to die?"

"Or are you lamenting your fate?"

A sudden sound rang out in the small reception room.

Cold, neutral, without any emotional fluctuations.

The voice of the God of Order was like Count Frank's nightmare. When this voice that seemed to come from hell appeared in Count Frank's ears, he was really scared.

The sudden sound made Count Frank shudder, and his sticky, fat body almost jumped up.

Bai Yuan is like a ghost that is everywhere.

She always appears suddenly when he thinks she is not around, precisely because of this characteristic.

This made Count Frank afraid to talk to himself even in private, for fear of being heard.

"I didn't! Lord God's Messenger, I didn't!!!"

"I have always been the most loyal and would never dare to have such thoughts."

Bai Yuan's words hit Frank right in the heart, and he was so scared that he immediately knelt on the ground, like a pool of rotten meat.

"It doesn't matter."

Bai Yuan's hooded mouth curled up. "I originally thought you would use this opportunity to find a way to send your distress signal to Marquis Sigmund's personal messenger."

Count Frank's hair stood on end.

Cold sweat oozed from the pores under his thick black hair, and his dark face showed traces of nervous red.

Say something.

When this personal messenger first arrived, this idea really emerged in his mind, but it disappeared in an instant.

Count Frank shook his head quickly and waved his hands, as if to prove his loyalty.

"I can't possibly have such an idea, Lord God's Messenger!!"

"I won't have it, and I can't have it!! I will always be loyal to the Lord of God!!"

"Ah……"

Bai Yuan snorted disdainfully.

Bai Yuan naturally couldn't take such nonsense seriously, and he was even too lazy to listen to it.

"That personal courier is here to investigate the five people who disappeared earlier."

Bai Yuan said.

Count Frank nodded immediately.

"But I really don't know where those five people are..."

"Killed by me."

Bai Yuan said this casually.

Count Frank shut his mouth instantly.

He... had obviously guessed it.

"If I don't show up, what are you going to do next?"

Bai Yuan's deep black eyes hidden under his hood looked at Count Frank. His face was hidden in the dark vortex. Apart from the pair of eyes that were deliberately exposed, no other facial features could be seen.

Even though it can't be seen.

But Count Frank could feel it.

He is laughing.