Chapter 394
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After a moment Neuss went upstairs and looked at Dudian: "Master, someone has died. The chef who made the soup for you committed suicide by poison in the kitchen!"
"Poison?" Dudian was surprised as he saw Neuss go upstairs alone. He narrowed his eyes: "Investigate his identity and the people he has been in contact with. His family, his relatives and so on!"
"Yes." Neuss turned away.
Dean looked at the hot soup on the desk. His eyes were cold. He didn't expect that the Mellon consortium would provoke other forces before he could eradicate them. Moreover, the other forces were much stronger than the Mellon consortium. Among the six consortia, only the Scott consortium had such information. However, the Scott consortium had no reason to deal with him. If it wasn't the Scott consortium, then it could be the dark church or the military!
If one were to weigh the pros and cons, then the biggest suspect would be the Dark Church.
Could it be that he had provoked the Dark Church by creating a new legendary divine incantation?
"The people who were sent to the military to assassinate me weren't from the same group. They didn't cooperate with each other. They should be sent by two parties. One of them is most likely the Mellon consortium but the other one is likely to be the one who poisoned me!" Dean's eyes flashed as his heart turned cold. The enemy was in the dark while he was in the light. It was impossible to prevent an assassination. Even if his physique was several times stronger, he would die immediately if he took some highly toxic drugs. Moreover, according to his understanding in the Temple, many highly toxic drugs didn't even have an odor. Moreover, it was difficult to detect them using ordinary methods.
The so-called assassination was to use the strength of a strand of hair to kill a person as strong as a bull. This was the charm of assassination. He once used assassination to kill Deacon Huey, but he didn't expect to become someone else's prey.
"In this hunting jungle, I want to see who is the king!" Dean slightly rubbed his fingers, a trace of deep cold light flashed in his eyes.
The heavy rain was falling outside the window.
The heat from the hot soup was visible to the naked eye.
After bandaging his left hand, Dean got up and went downstairs. He went to the kitchen and drove out all the cooks. He personally picked some fresh ingredients, washed them, and cooked a bowl of hot soup for himself as today's breakfast.
After the hot soup was cooked, Dean put it on the table. He enjoyed it while reading the military morning newspaper that had just been sent to him.
"Auburn died at the golden wall …"
"Where is the safe place for the barbarians to break out?"
"The military will build a second line of defense behind the red river to annihilate the barbarians in one fell swoop!"
"Master Dean personally led 20 elite soldiers to guard the Scarlet Grand Canyon. They fought all night and killed 281 barbarian cavalrymen. They were ten times the number of barbarian cavalrymen. According to several soldiers, they were able to defeat the barbarians because of master Dean's archery …"
"It is reported that Mr. Dean is not only the youngest master of the Temple but also a double legendary master. In addition he is a qualified knight. His identity as a knight has been recognized by the Knight's Hall. The following is an interview with master Luke from the Knight's Hall …"
"The youngest master in history, Dean, has captured the barbarian royal family. He is currently being interrogated in the military torture room …"
Dudian glanced at the newspapers from the consortia. News about him occupied nearly half of the pages. Especially the news about the capture of the barbarian royal family. All the newspapers looked strange. In addition to the news about the frontline, it seemed that he was the only person who appeared in the news as an individual. Moreover he occupied nearly half of the pages!
"The name of master is really useful …" Dudian smiled as he put away the newspapers.
"Master, are you going to the battlefield?" Nicholas carefully asked Dudian.
Dudian took a sip of the hot soup: "Of course. Next time I will follow my new invention to end the war. But before that I will bury the Mellon consortium. It's a bit of an eyesore."
"Mellon consortium?" Nicholas was startled.
Dudian looked at him: "What about patriarch Fulin?"
"Oh, patriarch Fulin went back to the Ryan Castle. The Mellon family didn't care about the previous debt and gave the castle to patriarch Fulin." Nicholas replied.
Dudian nodded: "Write a letter to inform patriarch Fulin. Tell him to bring back his family and servants."
"I know."
"In addition, we don't need too many servants. Recruit a few new ones. Don't spread the news about this morning's matter."
Nicholas knew that Dudian was talking about the previous poisoning incident. His face slightly changed: "Master, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me."
Dean glanced at him, "I know it has nothing to do with you. If you do well in the future, I won't doubt you. But if you make a mistake, you won't be pardoned."
Nicholas secretly looked at Dudian. He was relieved as he saw that Dudian didn't speak: "Master, I will never be stupid again."
Dudian waved his hand to let him withdraw.
Dudian called Kroen after Nicotine left: "Write a letter to Old Fulin and ask him to use my name to get Gwyneth and Sergei back from the military. Remember to use my name and the identity of the consortium to get them back. I'm not the one who wants them back."
"I know, master." Kroen replied.
Dudian took a moment to rest. He called Reid who was on duty outside: "Colonel, can you send a few people to help me with something?"
Reid was surprised: "Master, please speak."
"Send a few skilled soldiers to the civilian area to pick up a few people." Dudian said.
"Civilian area?" Reid's eyes flashed as he saw Dean's hair color: "Is it master's relative? I'll take care of this matter. I'll pick them up before the barbarians break into the civilian area."
"Well, be quick." Dudian nodded as he wrote down the identity information of Jura and Gwyneth: "If they want to bring other people but the number is small then it's up to them."
"Yes." Reid nodded.
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