On the other side of the blue planet.
Britain.
A Lake View Manor on the outskirts of the Fog City.
From the outside, it looked like an ordinary private manor, no different from the surrounding suburban manors.
Only the elite cadres of the Three Lions of the Plantagenet Dynasty would know that this Lake View Manor was actually one of the secret strongholds of the Three Lions. If time was turned back two hundred years, the orders issued from this place could make a region of the world tremble. In the most glorious period, any major event in the world, as long as the people of this Lake View Manor did not participate and did not obtain their consent, then the matter was doomed to fail.
At that time, the Plantagenet Dynasty and the arrogant Three Lions Flag commanded all directions, and no one disobeyed.
Unfortunately.
Time passed.
Britain was no longer the empire that ruled the world and looked down on all countries.
The position of village tyrant that had sat on it for more than two hundred years had been occupied by the bald eagle across the Atlantic Ocean. The Plantagenet Dynasty was like the flag that had fallen to the mortal world, no longer glorious. If there were no accidents, the bald eagle would continue to sit on the position of village tyrant until the next strong challenger appeared.
And this strong challenger could no longer be the former overlord, today's declining Britain.
Five hundred meters below the Lake View Manor.
There was a secret base several times larger than the surface.
In a large conference room with the unique emblem of the Three Lions hanging in the middle of the wall.
There was a round table in the conference room.
At the head.
Duchess Bloody Mary sat with an expressionless face.
On her left and right sat a group of old men with white hair and beards. Some of them looked gentle, like elegant university professors; some were fat, dressed in suits and leather shoes, like shrewd businessmen; and some were wearing top hats and formal tuxedos, like nobles who had just returned from the Queen's banquet...
Opposite of Bloody Mary, there was also a group of old men with white hair, but they were obviously led by a forty-year-old blonde man who was as strong as a lion.
This golden-haired man who was full of prestige with every movement.
His name was David.
In the underground mercenary world, he had a famous nickname called "King David."
Although he was not famous among ordinary people, in the underground mercenary world, his reputation was not inferior to Bloody Mary, who could make people pale at the mention of his name.
David's greatest achievement was killing Fatty, who was ranked twenty-fourth in the Darkness Palace, all by himself.
It was said that at that time, Fatty had already received help from his comrades.
However …
David still managed to kill Fatty with the help of Giant, who was ranked 15th, and Golden Spear, who was ranked 16th.
Even the three magnates of the Darkness Palace, who usually lived in seclusion, were shocked by this news.
The Darkness Palace had retaliated against David many times.
Nothing was gained.
On the other hand, his subordinates suffered heavy losses in Britain. In the end, he could only silently swallow this loss and end this matter.
Just like Bloody Mary, David was also one of the future leaders that the Three Lions had nurtured over the years. At the same time, he was Bloody Mary's biggest competitor before she took over the Three Lions.
"I believe that everyone has seen my Sacred Realm Reboot Plan. Now you can vote." There was no expression on Bloody Mary's face, and her words were colder than a robot's. However, those who were used to her style of doing things were used to it. Bloody Mary was the only female among the future leaders. At the same time, she was also the most powerful and the coldest one. She had a heart of steel and only cared about benefits. Relationships did not exist in her.
"Mary, I must say, your Sacred Realm Reboot Plan is very exciting." David, with his blond hair, clapped his hands gently. He had no objection to his competitor's plan.
"You voted for it?" Bloody Mary was unmoved.
"Of course." David nodded sincerely, "Although I am your competitor, we are in a healthy competition. I have no reason to oppose a plan that is beneficial to the Three Lions and even the entire Plantagenet Dynasty. I have read your Sacred Realm Reboot Plan in detail. I have scrutinized every detail repeatedly. I must be honest with you. At first, I did it with the mentality of nitpicking, but soon I found that the plan was flawless. It could be called perfect! So, I've decided to give you a vote of approval! Yes, you don't have to look at me like that. I will also vote for you! "
"Do you want me to say thank you?" Bloody Mary's voice was like a dagger gently scratching a glass stained with blood.
"Mary, are you a person who will say thank you? Sorry, it's a little humor. I thought you would understand! " David laughed at first, but when he saw that Bloody Mary did not respond, he shrugged and spread his hands to show that he was just joking.
"Is there no more objections?" Bloody Mary did not look at David again, as if he did not exist. She turned to look at the group of old men who supported David.
"…" The group of old men seemed to be collectively mute and did not say a word.
"No objections, then the vote is passed!" Bloody Mary put away the documents in her hands and prepared to leave her seat.
"Wait." Not far away from David, an old man with a Mediterranean haircut suddenly coughed slightly. He knocked on the table with his index finger. "Mary, I am also interested in your Sacred Realm Reboot Plan. But, can I know? Why did you let in a Cerise man? If we delete him and get rid of this unnecessary addition of color, then there will be no doubt about my vote! "
"A Cerise man?" Beside Bloody Mary, an old man who looked like a university professor gently pushed his glasses. "But this Cerise man's name is' Blockhead '. Do you know what this name means? Don't tell me you've never heard of him! "
"Delete him, how beautifully said!" The shrewd businessman-like old man laughed. "Tell me, how do I delete him?"
"If you use your big mouth, you might be able to," an old man who looked like an artist replied in all seriousness.
"Who has such a big mouth?" The businessman-like old man asked cooperatively.
"Since Sir Winston proposed this plan, there must be a way." The businessman-like old man's face was very serious. "It seems that the Plantagenet Dynasty will soon be able to regain its former glory because we have an ultimate weapon that can forcibly delete Mr Wood."
"Isn't this what we've been waiting for?" The businessman-like old man laughed so hard that his fat jiggled.
"Gentlemen, you must know that's not what I mean. In fact, no matter how you attack me, it will not change the fact that you have disregarded the interests of the Three Lions and even the Plantagenet Dynasty. You have forcibly added an outsider … or rather, a very scary outsider, this unstable factor into the equation. " The old man with the Mediterranean haircut was not angry. He sat calmly and looked at Bloody Mary. "Mary, you must know what the consequences will be. That Mr Wood, that Cyrian, that young man who is completely against our interests, is not that simple. We must be careful!"
"I agree with Sir Winston. We cannot open the Holy Land to outsiders, especially an opponent like Mr Wood." Next to the old man with the Mediterranean haircut, a tall and thin old man also voted against the idea.
"The Holy Land has been opened so many times, and we have explored so many times. Compared to the effort we have put in, we have gained very little. The two are completely disproportionate." The aristocratic old man in a tuxedo picked up the black tea in front of him and took a sip. "Why can't we use a small Holy Land to try the effect? You must know that the Darkness Palace's harvest in Purgatory can be said to be massive. Their harvest over the past few decades is not even comparable to that time when Mr Wood was involved … Are our researchers more professional than those of the Darkness Palace? More genius? Sometimes, we have no choice but to take out some things and let more people participate in the production. Only then can we harvest the most delicious piece of cake! "
"Your Grace, I have no intention of being disrespectful." Sir Winston with the Mediterranean haircut stood up and bowed slightly. He said sincerely, "The Darkness Palace's exploration of Purgatory may have gained a lot, but it is not that perfect. There are too many uncertainties in the process. This is beyond our control!"
"I am even more worried about this." The tall and thin old man next to him had a worried look on his face. "If we let that Mr Wood continue to explore, he will grow even faster!"
"It is obvious that he has gained the most from the expedition to Purgatory," Sir Winston with the Mediterranean haircut added.
"What do you think, Mary?" David looked at Bloody Mary, who had been watching coldly without saying a word.
"According to the latest intelligence, the Darkness Palace intends to cooperate with Mr Wood to develop Purgatory a second time! The only thing that can stop their plan is that Mr Wood is still focused on his research and has no time to make the trip. " The old man who looked like a university professor shared the latest news. "The initial price that the Darkness Palace has given Mr Wood is a 60-40 split of the spoils of war in Purgatory. Mr Wood will get 60%, and the Darkness Palace will only get 40%."
"Impossible!" Sir Winston with the Mediterranean haircut blurted out.
"I may not be as good as you in other aspects, but I am still very confident in my professional intelligence skills." The old man who looked like a professor laughed silently.
"A 60-40 split is impossible. How could the Darkness Palace offer such a ratio? This is not their style at all!" Sir Winston with the Mediterranean haircut still did not believe it. This ratio was very different from the Darkness Palace's previous style. Could it be fake intelligence created by someone with ulterior motives?
"Because that person is called 'Mr Wood'. That is why he is worth this price." The old man who looked like a professor shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's not talk about the consequences of inviting Mr Wood to participate first. Let's put that aside for now. I just want to say one thing. If the Darkness Palace were to offer such an exaggerated price, it would be impossible for us to compete with them. What right do we have to compete with them? " David looked at Bloody Mary as he said this, hoping that she would give him a clear answer.
"We will also offer a 60-40 split," the old man who looked like a shrewd businessman replied calmly.
"Impossible!" All the old men beside David objected.
"Even so, we have no advantage over the Darkness Palace. Why are you so sure that Mr Wood will accept the invitation?" David glared at Bloody Mary.
"Because the Holy Land that we have opened up is a brand new area that Mr Wood has never come into contact with before. Compared to the Purgatory that the Darkness Palace has offered, he will definitely be interested in a new place as he is passionate about academic research. A new place means a new discovery. As long as we offer the same conditions, Mr Wood will definitely choose us! "The old man who looked like a professor was very confident about this.
"What if he still doesn't agree?" The balding Sir Winston snorted heavily.
"Then continue to increase the share until he agrees." The old man who looked like a businessman spread his hands casually.
"Impossible. I will definitely not sit back and watch you give away your benefits to someone else, and to a terrifying enemy at that!" The tall and skinny old man angrily slammed his fist on the round table, causing the heavy and thick round table to shake.
"Perhaps Mr Wood can take away the prey in the Holy Land, but he can't move the Holy Land. Do you understand? As long as we explore the Holy Land, we can do what the Darkness Palace has done in Purgatory and try to develop the Holy Land. We have paid a small price, but we have won the future! Gentlemen, if you are so short-sighted that you can't even see this, then I have nothing else to say! " The old man in a tuxedo put down the black teacup, stood up, and gently took off his hat. "Gentlemen, let me know when you have a unified answer!"
As soon as he left, everyone at the round table stood up and left.
David looked at Bloody Mary.
She put away the documents in her hand, ignored everything around her, and turned to leave.
What made David very angry was that he realized that this cold-hearted woman had never regarded him as an opponent from the beginning to the end. She had never looked him in the eye. He was so angry, but he could not show it on the surface. He had to pretend to be a gentleman to show his magnanimous understanding.
"One day, I will make you kneel in front of me and open your mouth …" David kept imagining the scene of him unzipping his pants and feeding her. He felt a little better.
Of course, he knew that it would be difficult to achieve.
A woman like Bloody Mary.
If he could kill her …
It would be best to kill her as soon as possible. Chopping off her beautiful head from her neck was the right choice. He must not try to feed her while she was still alive. Otherwise, the consequences would be dire!
Bloody Mary returned to her specially made office.
She rang the bell.
Her first assistant walked in quickly.
As she handed Bloody Mary a hot coffee, she took the documents on the desk and shredded them directly in the shredder.
"Rebecca, you've done a good job with the Sanctuary Reboot Plan," Bloody Mary praised her first assistant, which was a rare sight.
"Really, really? God, I can't believe it! I mean, I'm so surprised! I will work hard in the future! " The first assistant named Rebecca was so happy that she almost jumped up. Bloody Mary was the most difficult leader to serve in the entire Three Lions Sect. Anyone who was under her pressure would have to live in fear and trepidation. Today, she had made an exception and praised Bloody Mary. It seemed that the meeting just now had achieved great results.
"I'm very satisfied with the plan!" Bloody Mary nodded. "If you didn't send a copy to David immediately after completing the plan, I think I would be even more satisfied!"
"…" The first assistant named Rebecca was stunned, and then her whole body trembled.
When she reacted.
She screamed.
She desperately ran out of the door.
However, the moment her toes stepped out of the office, her head exploded …
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