Guerweger will always be the gentlest person in Caesar's heart.
That was one of his few beauties.
At this moment, listening to Eta's words, Caesar's cold golden eyes couldn't help but be in a trance.
"We can return your mother to you." Ita admired the vivid expression on Caesar's face, as if watching the unruly younger generation being tamed, she felt a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in her heart.
Everyone has demands.
So did Caesar.
Even though he was named after the emperor of the Roman Republic.
As long as these people's demands can be met, they will even kneel down and be dogs, letting you do whatever you want.
Gattuso certainly doesn't need a dog.
What they want is an emperor.
And this emperor wants to be of one mind with them.
"What are you talking about?" Caesar held Desert Eagle's hand tightly, his voice trembling so much that his pupils dilated due to stimulation.
"I mean..." Ita started, but Caesar interrupted him rudely.
Caesar pressed one hand hard on Etta's shoulder, pressing his slow body to the wall.
Because of the excessive force, the muzzle of the Desert Eagle even left a red mark on Ita's forehead.
"Did I allow you to mention my mother?" Caesar's words were filled with cold murderous intent, which overflowed as if he could not suppress it, "You have no right to mention my mother!"
"Tell me! Mom's death is not caused by you!" Caesar's face showed a stern look.
He wouldn't believe Ita.
He won't believe any nonsense about returning his mother to him.
He is not a child.
No matter how sad it is.
But his mother died when he was still very young.
Caesar still remembered the faces that cheered and grinned because of his mother's death.
"Caesar, you are the master of the Gattuso family. You have to shoulder Gattuso's future. Your mother also hopes that you can become an excellent heir." Ita looked at Caesar and said,
"Everything the family has is for you."
"You will be the emperor, Caesar, you were born to be the king!"
"Whether it is Gattuso's wife or the king's mother, Guerweger failed."
Ita said, gently pushing away the Desert Eagle that Caesar put on his head, "But I can also understand the feelings of a child missing his mother."
He raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Caesar, "I have said before that we have the ability to return your mother to you."
"But the premise is that you have to succeed Gattuso properly."
"As the heir to the Gattuso family, it's time for you to start a family."
"Your wedding will receive our blessing. This is our apology." Ita said calmly.
"I'm not here to listen to your preaching. Answer me, how did my mother die? And what kind of shameful and dirty deeds are you doing behind the scenes?" Caesar roared.
"Caesar, you have the blood of the Gattuso family, you must put your family first!" Ita couldn't help but scolded loudly.
They don't always tolerate rebellious children.
There are limits to their patience.
boom!
However, as soon as he started scolding, Caesar pulled the trigger.
The Desert Eagle's gunshots resounded in the sterile room, and a trace of blood bloomed on Ita's forehead and splashed onto the white wall behind her, like a swirling bloody rose.
"Fuck your bullshit blood." Caesar's eyes were red, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the blood splattered on the muzzle of the Desert Eagle, and said coldly, "Even if you hide to the ends of the earth, I will dig you up one by one. come out!"
Caesar probably understood why only Etta, who ranked last, stayed.
These old guys probably just want to convince him.
Caesar put away the Desert Eagle and walked into the deepest part of the underground castle.
The deepest part is an archive room, which contains many unknown secrets.
Caesar rummaged through the rows.
"The Cassel Manor Incident"
"Black Swan Port Plan"
"The Crowning of the King"
"Deal with the Gods"
The dusty information envelopes appeared one by one in front of Caesar.
But the detailed information inside had already been taken away and destroyed.
Over the past three hundred years, the archives here have become densely packed.
Caesar searched for a long time but could not find any information about Guerweger.
Finally, Caesar stopped in front of a special piece of information.
"The King's Bride"
This is the title of the material.
The pages of this information are somewhat yellowed and exude a musty smell, as if they are old.
Caesar picked up the information and turned to the first page.
At just the first glance, Caesar's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Wang's bride: Chen Motong.
There is only one line of information, and everything below is blank.
coincide?
Or was it premeditated?
Is his pursuit of Nono a family arrangement?
Although Chen Motong once agreed to his pursuit, the two of them did not seem to develop normally due to various things.
Moreover, since Nono went to Binhai and he went to the North Pole, they rarely communicated due to communication barriers.
After that, after Nono went to Siberia, he completely lost information.
It was not until the war between the gods broke out in Siberia that Nono reappeared.
But at this time, Caesar could feel that Nono seemed to be a different person.
He asked Nono what happened to Nono during this period, but Nono didn't say anything.
Now, seeing this information in his hand, Caesar can probably understand.
Perhaps these things are related to Gattuso without his knowledge.
In the quiet data room, Caesar's ears suddenly moved.
The kamaitachi in the air fed him a message.
Someone is coming in!
And he was still able to avoid the large number of weasels outside, and was not discovered until he got close.
When receiving feedback from Kamaitachi, Caesar pulled out the Desert Eagle and pointed it behind him without even thinking!
At the same time, Caesar snapped his fingers and fired.
However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, his slender hand, as white as mutton jade, gently held his Desert Eagle.
When the hand fell on the Desert Eagle, Caesar was surprised to find that he couldn't pull the trigger.
It seemed as if the Desert Eagle's trigger was stuck.
Compared with the desert eagle that could not be pulled, Caesar was more surprised by the person who appeared in front of him.
a woman.
A woman who is so flawless that words cannot describe her.
Her long silver hair was coiled on her head, and the ends of her hair hung casually on her back, shining like stars in the slightly dark space.
Her eyes were so clear without any impurities, yet they seemed to reflect the entire world.
She was obviously just wearing a simple women's shirt, but people couldn't help but be amazed by her beauty, and then they were alienated by her cold, snowy temperament without feeling disgusted.
"Kassel Psychological Counseling Department, Ella." The woman's voice was as calm as water, but it made waves in this quiet space.
