However, before he could finish his soliloquy, a voice came out from behind that shocked him: "This is the lower reaches of the Qingxi River. Even the guards of the royal capital will not go so far at night. Come on patrol, Mr. Laird."
"You-" Norman turned around in shock and looked at the person with a shocked face.
Under the moonlight, a person he never thought he would meet here slowly walked out. "—Elliot Wincher!"
He couldn't hide his disbelief at this moment.
"Are you surprised?" Elliot smiled. "I was surprised when I suddenly received the news from the insider."
"Inside information..."
All the people he had come into contact with before all appeared in Norman's mind, and he locked on the biggest suspect in an instant.
"The mole Bulwer planted in the church is actually your mole!" Norman exclaimed.
"Shh..." Elliot put his index finger in front of his lips, "Keep your voice down."
"It would be bad if someone else heard you."
Before receiving this urgent information, Elliot never thought that his opportunity to solve the problem would come so easily.
As for the chess piece in the church, he didn't even place it for Norman.
But now this result is not bad, is it?
"Sometimes you offend too many people, and it's inevitable that you won't even be sure whose hands you will die in the end."
Norman only panicked for a moment and quickly calmed down. "You can't kill me!"
Although he has almost no strength to fight anymore, if he wants to protect himself, he doesn't necessarily have to take action.
"oh?"
Elliot said with great interest: "If I really don't plan to kill you, then why should I come all the way here to wait for you?"
"If... you don't want the child you adopted to turn against me in the future, you can't kill me." Norman's obscure expression was full of vigilance.
The smile on Elliot's lips gradually faded, and something seemed to be surging beneath the ground.
"He won't know anything."
Every time the man took a step forward, the unspeakable sense of oppression in the air grew stronger.
"As soon as you die, the past will be completely overturned."
"In time, if he marries my daughter, he will still inherit the title of Duke..."
"Even for this reason, you should commit suicide immediately."
The veins in the corners of Norman's eyes twitched fiercely: "You know?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had asked nonsense, "Damn it! You knew it all along!!!"
At this moment, many seemingly coincidental things seemed to be strung together by a thread and suddenly exposed to the light.
"You adopted him on purpose, right?"
——I was fooled.
This is not an unexpected surprise at all, but a naked trap!
Learning this fact made him feel even more angry and frightened than being seriously injured.
"Yes, you must also be coveting the magic of darkness... Ha, what a good method... It's really a good method, hahaha..."
In an instant, the crazy look on his face returned to calm. "I can tell you the secret of dark magic."
Elliot's movements stopped.
"Unexpectedly, the real ambition is you... I admit that I lost." Norman's eyes were brighter than ever.
"How about we cooperate."
He seemed not to be aware of the undisguised murderous intent around him at all, and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"You see, dark magic is very powerful, right? With me, you can cultivate batch after batch of powerful dark magicians... No matter what nonsense the royal family is, they will all have to rely on you, even if they want to one day It’s no problem to overthrow the Holy See!”
Norman Laird stared at Duke Elliot's expressionless face with burning eyes.
"Let's be honest with each other. Isn't that why you came here to block me?" He was confident of winning. "As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you all those secrets."
Although Elliot's appearance surprised him, even he had to admit that if he had the huge power of Duke Winche behind him, he would have reached his target destination directly.
As for after success?
In the future, the Wenche family, which will only have a good-for-nothing daughter to support the family, will they just have meat on the chopping board to be slaughtered?
It was nothing more than postponing revenge a little longer, and he was not in a hurry at this moment.
At this moment, Norman Laird felt extremely good about himself.
He was sure that a true careerist would never be able to refuse such a temptation.
"Heh." Duke Elliot on the opposite side chuckled.
"I have always admired the Grand Duke Laird, but how did he give birth to a son like you?"
He mocked nakedly: "Do you think your watered brain works better than mine? Who gave you such courage? Huh?"
Norman's face suddenly darkened.
"Dark magic may be a good tool, but I don't need it." Elliot said coldly.
"What I want is my daughter's future happiness."
"So——please go die!"
I saw a white light like snow piercing the sky.
"If I die, the next dark magician will be Wayne."
The long sword stopped less than two fingers away from Norman Laird's eyes.
The sharp magic stung his eyes, but he showed a cruel and proud smile.
…
"Wayne..."
In Qingxi Academy, Tasia approached him with a worried expression.
On an ordinary morning like this, seeing such bright sunshine outside the window should make you feel good.
However, Wayne was not happy.
He took a long breath and turned around: "What's wrong?"
Tasia obviously wanted to say something to him, but her expression was full of contradictions and confusion.
"You... don't feel uncomfortable anywhere, right?"
After hesitating for a long time, she had no choice but to tentatively ask such a harmless concern.
"It's okay, just like usual."
Sensing the worry of the girl in front of him, Wayne reluctantly smiled and said, "What's wrong? Her expression is weird."
"Ah, no!"
...To deny it too quickly is to cover up the truth!
Wayne began to regret why he took Tasia to hunt down that guy Norman Laird.
Who could guess what kind of treacherous romance and life experience I had gotten into?
At that time, he deliberately said that he wanted to leave in front of the tombstone as a pretense. Later, the facts turned out to be as he suspected, and Norman escaped through another exit.
But when he led Tasia to catch up, he happened to catch up with a big drama.
Young Master Wayne Winche, who was promised to come from a remote branch of the Winche family, turned out to be a descendant of the Laird family, the sworn enemy who wanted to destroy the country?
Wayne rubbed his temples painfully.
