"Of course you have to give us an explanation, Spade J! They had used so many resources just to kill a level 10 brat. And this operation itself has not been authorized by us. This is a serious violation of the rules! "The female voice condemned harshly.
"My three brothers, please believe me. That's no ordinary prey." The masked man said, "He is the grandson of Bescot's patriarch, Horn, and the son of his youngest daughter, Lanny." His name is Allen. He landed on the surface half a year ago and was sold by the Black Widow Hunting Group to a small merchant on the surface to replace his son in the death arena, giving him a chance to set foot in Babylon again. "
"It was also because of the death arena that Horn was able to recognize him and bring him back to the clan. According to my information, Horn has already announced Allen's identity to his direct blood relatives and family allies. If nothing unexpected happens, Horn will help this child enter the ranks of heirs, and his ranking will not be too low. "
"So what?" The voice in the middle of the screen said, "Will there be fewer heirs to Horn? Are you going to hunt them one by one? Also, Spade J, I heard that you and Bescot had some displeasure before. Are you sure you're not using the resources of the Light Concealment Society to satisfy some of your personal needs? For example, attacking competitors? "
"Absolutely not!" Spade J denied, "There's a reason why I made the judgment of hunting and even bypassed the normal procedure to attack without the authorization of a few of you. In the death arena, coincidentally, the committee arranged for Hughton to be a mentor to this youth. "
"Hughton? That crazy old drunkard? It was definitely a mistake for him to refuse to join us back then. Look at him now, can his trembling hands still design a Magic Cube sequence of more than ten grades? "The man on the right screen laughed.
"That's right, Hughton is no longer the same as before, and he can't even be reused by the Federation." Spade J nodded his head and said, "But don't forget, everyone, he hasn't forgotten that knowledge. And using this knowledge, he helped that child Allen modify the restrictions on the use of a magical weapon, thus helping Allen on another level. "
"Alright, even so, so what?"
"The problem is that Allen visited Hughton before he left for the surface to hunt the Black Widow. Before that, I heard that Hughton was interested in teaching the child about the Magic Cube sequence. " Spade J waved his fist to emphasize the weight of his words. "Everyone, please imagine, if this beast, Bescot, mastered the magic weapon, what kind of outcome would that be?"
"Bescot isn't the only one who has mastered the Mana Weapon Opening Ability. Moreover, it's hard to say whether that young man has the talent in this area. If you attack because of this, Spade J, I can only think that you've gone too far. " The person in the middle of the screen said, "From your explanation, Spade J, I think you're still leaning towards personal reasons rather than the bigger picture. Therefore, you must take care of all the follow-up work by yourself. Light Concealment will not lend you any more resources. This is your problem. Also, if the same thing happens again in the future, you should know what will happen. "
"Remember, don't overdo it. We are monitors in the dark, not fighters in the sun! Our tentacles are spread throughout the major star systems, aiming to balance everything in secret to prevent or delay its arrival. If you use the power we give you for personal gain, then unfortunately, we will erase all information about you. Don't forget, apart from you, the Earth Federation, there are also Q of Clubs and K of Hearts. You're not our only choice. "
The meeting seemed to be over, and the sound waves on the three screens calmed down one by one. The masked man stood there blankly for a long time before he said, "What do you know? You call yourselves supervisors in vain, but do you see the undercurrent under the general trend? Don't tell me you're ignoring Bescot's actions in recent years. That's right, there are several other families who also have the ability to open magic weapons. But Bescot can't. Once they have the ability to research magic weapons, it's like putting a blade on a beast! "
"You've all underestimated that old thing Horn and the destructive power of this family. If we keep going to its fangs now, it'll be too late by the time it opens its fangs and brandishes its claws! "
The eyes behind the mask were bloodshot and looked so crazy!
A door was pushed open, and the dust floating in the sunlight behind the door immediately flew up like dancing elves. Horn's gaze fell on a bed. The bed was stained with blood. A few family doctors and assistants were packing up their things and retreating. A woman sat up on the bed, her body covered in bandages. The snow-white bandages were gradually dyed red by the blood that was still seeping out, just like the red maple leaves that were all over the ground in autumn.
"How are you?" Horn asked.
The woman nodded and said, "It's not a big deal, Master. It's just that I might not be able to carry out missions in the near future."
"It's okay. You can rest assured and take care of yourself."
"Master, please punish me." The woman raised her head. "I didn't protect Young Master Allen."
"It doesn't matter. He's still alive and well. On the other hand, you're still so desperate. There's clearly another way … "
The woman laughed hoarsely, "But time didn't allow it at that time, but I didn't expect Young Master Allen to survive. That's a Level 16 killer. "
"Perhaps Allen still has some luck. I heard that the killer was finally knocked down by the Morsen family's little demon." Horn said seriously, "Do you know the identity of the other party?"
"I don't know. It's a guy I've never seen before."
"I understand." Horn nodded and said, "Take good care of your injuries. I'll give you three months off."
"I don't need to rest for so long. One month is enough."
"Anna …" Horn's gaze turned gentle. "It's time to go home and see the child, isn't it?"
After leaving the room that smelled of disinfectant and blood energy, Horn returned to his study. The butler, Helsing, had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Horn entered, the butler stepped forward and said, "Master, the attack has been handed over to the Security Department for handling. Mr. Andrew called just now and asked for your opinion?"
"Let him do as he sees fit." Horn sat down and asked, "How is Allen?"
"Young Master has already been treated at St. Mary's Hospital. There are a total of 31 knife wounds on his body. Five of them are more serious, but they are not life-threatening. However, he will have to undergo two operations. It will be about a month before he can return to Fort Ugarte. "
"Then, is there any news about the murderer?"
Hai shook his head with a bitter smile. "Mr. Andrew also said that the other party did it very cleanly. The two deceased could not find any matching information in the Federation Gene Library, and their corpses had been destroyed. Mr. Andrew is now investigating the island's entry records for the past month, hoping to find some clues. "
Horn shook his head and said, "He can't find it. The other party's hands and feet are so clean that they won't leave any obvious flaws in this area. But now that something like this has happened, we can't just do nothing. Not to mention Allen, even if it was an ordinary member of our family, this matter would not be good. Mr. Helsing, please commission the Hunting Group Mission Platform and the Underground Assassin Organization. No matter how deep the rats hide, they block all the underground passages. I'll see if you want to come up, hmph! "
Seeing Horn getting ready to work, Helsing couldn't help but say, "Master, aren't you going to see Young Master?"
"I want to, but I can't go. At least not now. " Horn raised his head and revealed a rare bitter smile, "Mr. Helsing, God knows how much I want to see Allen now." I've already lost Lanny, and I can't afford to lose Allen. But I'm the Patriarch of Bescot, the father of six children, and finally Allen's grandfather. At least until Allen shows his talent, I can't be too inclined to him, at least not on the surface. That's not a good thing for him. "
Helsing nodded, because that would only cause Allen to attract too many enemies before his wings were fully fledged. There had never been a lack of geniuses in the history of the Federation, but the eye-catching geniuses would always perish in front of his light and heat. Horn's actions were precisely to avoid bringing too much attention to Allen.
"Right, Mr. Helsing." Horn suddenly raised his head and said calmly, "Go and check on the recent income and expenditure of everyone in the clan. I hope that mouse won't be among us."
At that moment, a cold light flashed through Horn's eyes, and the killing intent that was like ice shards caused Helsing's entire body to turn cold.
Allen looked out of the window. In the clean blue sky, a magical flying ship flew up, leaving behind a light blue track of light in the sky. He yawned and leaned back tiredly on the bed. He had just finished an operation, and more than 30 knife wounds on his upper body and hands and feet had covered his entire body in bandages. He looked like a mummy that had just been unearthed.
At this moment, he was in the VIP ward of St. Mary's Hospital, a suite of nearly 30 square meters that was decorated very warmly. The wooden floor on the ground was shiny, and the Mona Lisa hanging on the wall comforted the patient's heart, even if it was just a fake. The lush green Phoenix Tail Bamboo by the window was gently swaying in the wind, and a string of wind chimes hanging on the windowsill collided with pleasant notes. All of this was designed to make patients forget that they were in the hospital and relax their bodies and minds.
Of course, its daily cost was definitely not low. At the very least, it was a number that Allen did not want to inquire about.
On the table beside the bed, the Devil's Praise was placed there. Not long ago, Adele had used it to peel an apple, but the apple did not fall into Allen's mouth, but into the stomach of the Morsons. Looking at the dagger, Allen remembered the scene at that time. When he used the Devil's Praise to fight the killer, the strange ability of the dagger appeared again.
Every time the killer's body was cut open, the dagger would suck up every drop of blood that landed on it. Moreover, Allen discovered that not only did it absorb blood, it also absorbed the killer's Origin Energy, which he had not noticed before.
Or perhaps, the Devil's Praise itself had such an ability. It was just that Allen had used it to cut down people with Origin Energy in the past, so he didn't notice it.
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