The Legend of Fatality

The father of Count Alicante has said countless times that if a person loses his reason because of his anger, it will cause tragedy. He kept this sentence in mind, and slowly, he was afraid of his anger. At any time, when he wants to lose his temper, he always finds a way to strangle his anger.

This caused him to seem to have never lost his ability to think because of his anger. But his father was wrong, it was not pirates that killed his mother, but something else. He still doesn't understand this, but he firmly believes that he will eventually understand.

Bai En didn't care about the Fat Earl's experience. The families destroyed by the war were innumerable, and the unlucky eggs that killed him were countless. In this unfortunate world, no one can really control their own destiny.

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"It's a sad story." Bai En didn't even pretend to be sad to match his words.

"I'm sorry, friends, please forgive me."

Tears, gleaming under the lights of the banquet hall, flowed down Count Alicante's cheeks.

"This morning, a pirate ship took away a young couple and made their daughter an orphan. This news brought back my sorrow and I can no longer stand by."

Unfortunately, no one was around to support him. Bai En, who was thinking about it, found that several waiters not far away heard the story and were tears flowing involuntarily. A waitress drew a god's prayer gesture on her chest, and Bai En could hear her begging to the **** she believed for the blessing of Count Alicante.

Also heard were Dean and Antalatem. There was a sad look between Dean's eyebrows. Antalatem's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes widened, and he didn't know what to think.

Bai En frowned, and began to think about whether Istana had not experienced war for too long. It was the status of Count Alicante that made these people mourn.

"What are you going to do, my lord." Bai En put away the impatient look. Sideways, he asked the count.

"Establish some agreements, carry out some commercial activities, and fight against those **** pirates together." Earl of Alicante said seriously.

"It must be possible to open routes and provide refuge when needed. My lord." Bai En said in a voice that only two people could hear.

Count Alicante pretended to be a disassembled one, took out his handkerchief and wiped his face again. Nod to confirm.

Bai En sighed, took out a roll of parchment from his arms, and leaned forward to the count, showing a posture to talk to the count. Quietly put the paper roll into the earl's arms.

"According to the above mark, someone will contact you. Then send the ship to Fatalin Island to find Amen Cannon and sign a detailed agreement." Bai En said softly in the ear of Earl. When he finished, he withdrew his body and patted on the earl's arm with his hands to express his friendliness.

The fat count nodded, no longer caring about Fatalin's three people, and began to deal with the food on the table.

At dusk, the newlyweds who ended the wedding ceremony finally came to this banquet hall, and the entourage was quickly led to the seats already arranged by the long-awaited waiters.

Moradren wore aristocratic gorgeous costumes, with his handsome appearance, fascinated all those who attended the wedding. The bride wore an emerald green dress with puff sleeves, a lace neckline, and a combination of lace and taffeta.

The hem of the long skirt is embroidered with more than two hundred flower patterns, and the inlaid pearls, gems and crystals are countless.

The two are perfectly matched, it seems that everyone present is blessing them. The bridegroom took the bride to the throne, raised a wine glass, and greeted the guests present.

After Moradron swallowed the glass of fine wine, he suddenly looked pale, followed by a purple face, difficulty breathing, and he could not speak in his throat. Finally fell to the ground, all the guests were stunned by the sudden incident.

The three of the Fatalin Association got up and ran quickly to Moradron.

"Ma'am, please let it go." Bai En pulled away and was stunned by the sudden incident, squatting on the ground to hug her husband's overwhelmed bride.

After Bai En, Dean and Antaratham also squeezed away the others, and the three completely surrounded Moradron. The ‘monster’ who fell to the ground suddenly turned his mouth slightly upward, but immediately recovered his painful expression.

Baien pulled out the sacrificial knife, took out a reed rod, used the sacrificial knife to make a hole in the trachea of ​​his throat, and then inserted the reed rod into the air duct. Moradron began to breathe again.

Antalam seemed to have found something else, pressed Moradron back to the ground, and carefully checked his face, as well as the residues in his fingers and nails. It even smelled under the nose.

Moradron pushed him away with doubts, he must immediately perform next. He struggled to sit up and let the people around him see the reed rod on his neck, then made a gesture of gratitude to Bai En. Trying to convince others that it was the wizards of the Fatalin Association who saved his life.

"Adult our baron was poisoned, some kind of poison that can make the airway tight. I had to make a hole in his trachea to let him breathe." Bai En said according to the line. "I guess this poison will soon lose its effect, so please help Lord Baron to rest and recuperate."

Moradron struggled to make a gesture of gratitude again, and was helped by his vassal to leave his banquet hall with his newlywed wife.

With his poisoning, the atmosphere of the entire wedding celebration changed. The three of Fatalin didn't care about this kind of thing. Although they didn't understand why Moradron did it, it really didn't matter to them.

Only Antalatem has been meditating ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What's wrong? "Bien, who found his state, asked in a low voice.

"Someone has poisoned." Antalate replied.

"..." Of course someone poisoned it, we did it, and it was the poison you provided. Bai En didn't understand why he said that.

"It's not that, it's a kind of chronicity." Antaratm glanced at Bai En, and said angrily.

"What does it do?" Bai En asked.

"It's unclear, I can only determine four of these drugs that emit flavor, and two of them are potions. One of the drugs has a sterilization-like effect, and one potion has a sleeping effect.

"What about the other two?" Bai En asked about the types he didn't say.

"One kind will make people calm, but the response will also slow down. Another kind of potion will accumulate in the body if it is taken for a long time, and it will eventually die of organ failure. The key is this potion." Anta Ratham glanced around and whispered.

"Black Church?" Bai En asked.

Antalam nodded, the night church in Istania would not be so easily eradicated, and everyone could understand this. But poisoning a baron and a baron who was once an apprentice of the Black Tower indicate that the left-behind of the Dark Night Church is not in low status.

Bai En frowned in disgust, this **** church was like a tarsi maggot, and began to appear around himself before he could find them.

However, regarding Moradron ’s poison, none of the three intended to inform him.

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