The North County Abbey is still in a dignified atmosphere. Everyone's mood seemed a little disturbed, and even the California Hotel Squad looked a little trembling.

Fortunately, Monica returned in the evening. All of a sudden, everyone in the temple was relieved.

And then Beta returned, making them seem to see the center of the bones, and what they should do, they went.

After a simple dinner, the two were alone in the room.

Monica was still in her almost translucent pajamas, but there wasn't much of a lovely atmosphere in the room.

"How is it over there?" Monica asked.

Beta shook her head: "No clues can be found. The forces have wiped away all traces."

Monica thought about it and said, "I'm going to use violence. I want to name them one by one and force them to help me find people. I really have no way ..."

Beta nodded. "Indeed, this is a good way."

"Don't you dislike me using this method?" Monica's eyes lit up. "Why did you agree suddenly?"

"The situation is different. Last time, the other party used Yangmou, but it only blocked your followers. It was a reasonable method and did not see blood. Therefore, if you deal with them in a contrived way, you will be inferior. There is no good way to go forward. "

Beta sighed and continued: "But the situation is different now, the other party used this method, even people were taken away, I suspect they are fighting your prestige. Slowly trying to force you away."

"What if I don't leave?"

Monica's eyes were shining, and her eyebrows seemed to be drenched in a halo, looking at the smell of a filter.

"Then name them one by one as you think." Beta said earnestly: "Since the other party used this method first, then we don't need to be polite. Otherwise others will think you are really weak."

"With your words, I can rest assured."

Monica Carla pulled her skirt. In the past, she wobbled in front of Beta in translucent pajamas and never felt embarrassed, but now she felt her heart beating.

It felt like when I first saw the flowers.

Beta looked out the window, and the silver moon outside was bright, and seemed to have a relentless cold. The moonlight was very bright, but were the two disappearing girls, and Olari's two daughters, completely in darkness?

After grinding his teeth lightly, Beta's face showed a hint of killing: "In addition, I can also assist you. I will name each one with you."

"Ok."

Monica emphasized her head, her hair fluttered, and her voice filled with uncontrollable joy.

Again, the marriage between people is wonderful. Monica had never thought she would fall in love with a man before.

But now, she feels that falling in love with a man is a very happy thing.

One night passed.

The next day, the holy city of the life gods was still calm, and the people at the bottom were still running for food and clothing. At the same time, we must pray that the anger from the big men should not fall on ourselves.

Live so day by day.

But the upper class people exploded collectively.

The elder son of the well-known archbishop, Robes' heir, was assassinated. The death was terrible, and it was hung upside down on a log cabin that had been abandoned due to burning.

When people found him, he was swaying slightly in the wind, his face complexion, with a strange smile, as if before seeing death, he saw heaven.

Below the deceased, a few words were written crookedly: I said that I would call them one by one.

The death of an heir is not a big deal for Robes. He has thirteen sons, and it's okay to die a few more.

What really made him angry was that sentence: Roll call.

When he heard this, Monica's beautiful, ugly, and even arrogant face appeared before her.

Robes smashed a few cups on the spot, then shook his tongue and aired, "Too much bullying, too much bullying."

The old housekeeper stayed aside and was afraid to speak. He knows the character of his master. When he is angry, he should not take any action at last, otherwise the master will easily anger him.

After smashing a few high-value wine glasses, Robes breathed a little and finally calmed down.

"That little girl was the first to get us a knife. She really bullies our family." Robbs snorted, and the killing in his eyes grew stronger: "Butler, let the second child take a team of personal guards to the northwest. The temple, "requested" Archbishop Celia to come back to live, since he killed the boss, then she should bear the responsibility of passing on to the boss. Kaka's son is already 12 years old, right? "

The housekeeper nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Well, age is enough to make a woman pregnant. Go and tell the second child that if he can't get someone back, he won't have to come back."

The steward walked away.

The door was closed and the room was quiet. Robbes started to deal with some family chores, but he wrote, his eyes suddenly burst into tears.

"The boss is gone." Roberta's eyes showed a slight sadness.

He sat outside the window, looking through the window, looking up at the sky.

Memories inevitably appear before my eyes. He still remembers that when he was the first father in his life, he was so excited that he almost wanted to jump to the sky.

He remembers holding the elder son's hand, teaching him to know the flowers in the manor, listening to the elder son's milk and milking and repeating the words he taught, that satisfaction can still echo in his mind.

Although more and more of his descendants later, the attention paid to the boss also decreased.

But the boss, as the first offspring, weighed heavily in Robes's mind.

But now, people are gone!

Robbes sat slumped, staring blankly at the sky. Scenes of his eldest son more than thirty years ago flashed in front of his eyes.

He was immersed in it, as if this way, it would give him a feeling of going back to the past.

By the time he returned from his memory, it was night.

The knock on the door sounded.

Taking a deep breath ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The sadness and weakness on Robes's face are all gone, only calmness and a little anger.

The door opened and the housekeeper entered.

Robes frowned. "Why are you sweating?"

The old housekeeper's face was quite ugly and even a little scared. His lips moved several times and he couldn't speak.

Robbs waited impatiently, and said angrily, "Hurry up and say something like that."

The old housekeeper cried with a sad face, and uttered his dry voice hardly: "Master ... the second master is gone, too."

what!

Robes stood up sharply, his eyes widened, and then he grabbed his chest, his whole body bent like a shrimp. ()

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