Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

But Dral inherited the extraordinary characteristics left by his father. According to the regulations of the Council of Nobles of the Kingdom of York, he is eligible to inherit everything of the Mitt family.

In the Kingdom of York, the Mitt family is not a very powerful family, but if Dral wants to take Sif away at all costs, it will be a very easy thing.

Generally speaking, some rational people probably won't do this, after all, the cost is too high.

But given what Sif did to Dral and his personality, Peroz felt that Dral would do anything crazy.

"Come to think of it, that guy pursued you. Did he do anything excessive during that process?" Teresa asked.

Peroz shook his head. "Nothing excessive, but his eyes are really unpleasant."

"After that, Uncle Doug gave me some information about him. I handed it to him and he left on his own." As he spoke, a helpless smile appeared on Peroz's face.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever there was a suitor around her, Doug Severus would be more excited than her.

The Severus family's forces will investigate the other party thoroughly as soon as possible, and then compile the information and hand it over to Peroz.

The above things are all true, but some things will have different consequences when described in different languages.

With the excuse of concern, Doug used this trick to clear a path for his son and it can be said that he was always successful.

It’s a pity that neither William nor Eric is “competitive enough”, otherwise Theresa wouldn’t have to do such a thing.

"Dad really is..." Teresa was speechless. Just when she wanted to continue complaining, Peroz suddenly grabbed their hands.

Her expression made Theresa and Sif become nervous.

"There is someone hiding around." She said in a very low voice.

After returning from the Island of Jevers, she has made a qualitative leap compared to before.

In addition, she is of Krolov family blood. Although Peroz is sitting in the carriage at this time, the poor concealment around her cannot deceive her.

"Dral is crazy!" Theresa said in surprise.

You know, there is not only Sif in the carriage, but also Theresa.

Severus's carriage and butler, coupled with Theresa who was traveling with Sif at the moment, already showed an attitude.

In this situation, if De Laer took action, he would violate the taboo of the Severus family. At that time... if he fell into Doug's hands, even if De Laer did not die, he would be half-crippled.

If Theresa was in danger during this process, then Dral's ending would be even more tragic.

"I don't know if he's crazy or not, but I'm sure we're in trouble this time."

Peroz loaded the pistol at his waist and observed his surroundings quietly.

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Chapter 129: Dral's Revenge

On the high platform of the castle, the slightly tipsy Charles was holding up the wine glass in his hand.

Faintly, he seemed to be able to see a flash of fire in the distance.

"People's desire for revenge is really strong."

"But the result would be similar if I were in your shoes."

Although the reason was unknown, Delar Mite lost his dignity as a man after being kicked down by Sif.

Most people think that he was unable to raise the flag because the shadow cast by that day was too great, but even if that memory was deleted and blocked, he still couldn't return to normal.

It's like a curse, a curse that would make most men suffer.

"Peroz has the Holy Light, Theresa has something left by Doug, what will it be on you, Lecturer Leopold?" Charles did not guide Dral to revenge, nor did he stop him.

Because Charles knew that everything Dral was doing now was in vain.

He just hoped to take this opportunity to see the source of Sif's specialness.

Even just a little bit.

"Dral, you know the price of attacking the Severus family!" The carriage had stopped, and several dark shadows could be vaguely seen in front. Outside the carriage, the butler Doug sent to Theresa shouted loudly.

However, there was silence outside and no one answered his question.

He gritted his teeth and said to Theresa in the carriage, "Miss, please stay in the carriage. I'll go to the front."

"I bear traces of the master's legacy. He will notice when my life changes."

"Ms. Perozzi, I'll leave my young lady in your care."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Peroz to say anything, his figure rushed straight forward.

But just as he approached those dark shadows, his legs went weak, and then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground. A figure slowly walked towards him and picked him up in his hands.

"Teresa, you can leave by yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you." A voice appeared around the carriage.

"Are you really crazy?" Theresa asked loudly, gritting her teeth.

"It seems that you don't want to leave. Are you too confident in your father?" Dral said calmly.

"You have to know that distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. Here, even if I kill you, Uncle Doug will not be able to arrive in time." The Severus family also participated in this war.

In addition to Theresa's father, her brother also followed Doug to the battlefield.

"So, besides Sif, you also want to keep me here?" Peroz suddenly asked.

Dral's projection appeared in front of the carriage. His face looked a little pale, and a little weird under the moonlight. Facing Peroz's question, Dral showed a sick smile on his face.

"Of course, I still remember how you humiliated me."

?

Peroz's mind was filled with confusion.

She remembered that she had not had much contact with this guy, and had only met him a few times in total.

When had she ever humiliated anyone?

This kind of resentment doesn't seem to be something that is just said casually.

"Did I do anything?" Peroz asked curiously as he used his power to silently activate the extraordinary abilities of all the objects on the carriage.

"You are so arrogant. I still remember clearly how you humiliated me that winter."

winter?

"You mean that dinner?" Peroz sounded a little surprised.

That was the third or fourth time they met. At that time, De Laar was holding flowers and expressing his love to Peroz. However, because that day was the time when her father Roton disappeared, she was in a bad mood, so she did not hear what he said and politely refused.

Although she was in a bad mood, Perozzi swore on the honor of the Krolov family that she refused very tactfully and made sure that she did not say anything too hurtful.

"My dear Uncle Doug kicked me out of the party because of my love for you, ha ha ha..."

"I was the laughing stock of polite society at the time."

It was fair to say that Dral deserved it. On the one hand, the dinner was hosted by Doug Severus to keep Peroz from thinking too much during that time. On the other hand, Doug had always wanted Peroz to marry into his family.

Given these two factors, it was very normal for him to be kicked out.

"Teresa, I'm going to ask you one last time, will you leave here?" After talking about the "grudge" between himself and Peroz, Dral continued to ask Teresa.

"If it's because of that incident, you should also be resentful towards me." Theresa asked calmly.

"You are you, and your father is your father." He said calmly.

"I don't believe you're that carefree to consider Peroz an enemy because of that incident." Theresa's tone was somewhat sarcastic. "You're simply afraid of my father."

"Hahahaha~"

"Would I be afraid of him?"

"Do you think I'd be afraid of someone who dared to do what he did now?"

Theresa was speechless.

Find an opportunity to kill Sif. With the strength of the Mitt family, he still has a chance to withstand the backlash from the academic faction.

But eliminating Peroz, the heir of the Krolov family, could be considered as cutting himself off from the power of the nobility.

He was well aware of the consequences of doing so, but he still did it.

In a sense, Dral has already put life and death aside. At this time, Doug's reputation as a killer is the least important thing to him.

"Are you crazy? Is it because you have extraordinary characteristics?" There was a hint of pity in Theresa's voice.

Although her life was most likely in the hands of the other party at this moment, when she thought of some people whose rationality was devoured by extraordinary characteristics, her expression involuntarily showed a hint of pity.

"Of course I'm crazy."

"But I don't need pity."

"To you, I'm crazy. I gave up everything in the Mitte family, gave up everything in high society, to achieve an unequal revenge. Perhaps my story will be recorded in textbooks, and I'll become a fool that everyone laughs at."

"but..."

"For me, if I can't swallow the depression in my heart for that kind of life..."

"I can't even vent my emotions freely and kill those I dislike. The patriarch of the Mitte family? A Sequence 6 Beyonder? A lucky guy? None of this means anything to me."

Having inherited the Mitt family, Dral has countless ways to make Sif leave quietly.

In this case, even if the academics turned against the aristocratic forces, the probability of his survival was still very high.

This is the choice of ordinary nobles - even more people will choose to give up hatred and gain more benefits in return.

but...

De Laar disagrees with this approach.

In his opinion, if power and status cannot support him to do what he wants, then it is meaningless.

And now, what he wants to do is to kill all those who have brought him shame.

He had visited many people's homes before ambushing here.

Sif, this is the last stop.

After dealing with her and Peroz, what he wanted to do would be completed.

As for what will happen to him afterwards, it doesn't matter.

"Perozzi, I know that your family is best at creating miracles."

"But, at the same time, I also know your weaknesses."

The Krolovs have been rooted in the Kingdom of York for a thousand years. Although not all of their abilities have been fully understood, some of their weaknesses that cannot be concealed are no secret.

For example, weak defense.

"Teresa, this is the last time I'm asking you."

Theresa didn't say anything, but expressed her will through her actions. The Severus family would not abandon their friends.

"I'm sorry." He said softly.

After he finished speaking.

The roar continued, and hundreds of magic bombs exploded around the carriage almost at the same time.

At the same time, thirteen Sequence 7 transcendents set up a barrier under the guidance of two Sequence 6 transcendents.

At the same time, within the barrier, the temperature of the flames produced by the explosion began to rise sharply.

The biggest weakness of the Krolov family, or the attack they fear the most, is probably this kind of large-scale and unavoidable attack.

Peroz might be able to withstand the power of a single magic bomb, but if hundreds or even more magic bombs exploded in one area, not to mention Peroz, even some normal sequence 6s would be in a very bad state or even suffer heavy damage.

As for Sif who was caught in it, theoretically she would be reduced to ashes the moment of the explosion.

Looking at the blazing flames in the barrier, a satisfied smile appeared on Dral's face.

However, the smile only lasted for a moment before disappearing from his face - a pale white wooden semicircle covered the place where the carriage had just been, and faintly a trace of transparent and distorted fluctuations could be felt at the edge of the wooden protective cover.

The moment she sensed danger around her, Peroz began to use her extraordinary power to stimulate the magical energy of all the materials around her that she could use.

The main material of the carriage they were riding in was "clay wood", an extraordinary material related to space. Normally, this thin spatial force could only make the area inside the carriage slightly larger than it actually was and could only serve to provide some convenience in life.

However, under the concentration of Peroz's extraordinary power, these strands of spatial force were condensed on the surface of these materials, separating the external space from the internal space.

Although this kind of separation cannot prevent the abilities of some extraordinary people, it is still very effective in preventing this kind of simple magic bomb.

Dral's face darkened. He waved his hand, and the barrier was retracted. Wisps of black smoke invaded the direction of Peroz.