Voice could express a person's emotions.
Not just the so-called voice, but many other voices could do this as well.
Among them, the most eye-catching was the sound of footsteps.
Some skilled ones could even pick up emotions from the footsteps.
'Undying' Horlaika and 'Sharp' Horfe were both representatives among them.
Their mission dictated that they had to master such skills.
Therefore, when Horfe heard the messy footsteps outside the door, his calm heart skipped a beat.
'What happened?
Could it be … '
A bad feeling appeared in Horfe's heart.
A while later, the bad feeling was verified.
All three of his colleagues who were monitoring the Lower Seventh Ring were dead, killed by the Wolf Sect Demon Hunter, Edersen.
Bang!
When he heard the report, Kurtzargert punched the table hard.
"I told you!
"Surveillance!"
Just monitoring!
Don't you understand orders? "
Horfe smartly lowered his head at Councilman Kurtzargert's roar.
He didn't know how the three colleagues who were monitoring the Lower Seventh Ring were discovered, but he knew things were going to get worse.
They were already in a disadvantageous situation, and now, they had fallen into a passive position.
He didn't even know what to do next.
War Shrine!
Demon Hunters!
The Mist religious sect!
Once Horfe thought about how he had to face a three-pronged encirclement, he lost his confidence. Then, when he realized Councilman Kurtzargert was staring at him, the arrogant member of Silent Night Secret Order couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.
"Go and gather everyone!"
When Kurtzargert's voice entered his ears, Horfe ran out as if he was pardoned.
He didn't even notice when he turned around, Councilman Kurtzargert had an unusual look in his eyes and curled up his lips.
'Well done, Edersen!'
Bloody Mary didn't like Demon Hunters at all.
It could even be said that without its boss, it would never get close to the Demon Hunters.
It wasn't just because the Demon Hunters were dangerous, it was also because of their persistence.
Like a real wolf, it wouldn't give up once it had its eyes on its prey.
Plus its background, both of them were considered enemies, not friends.
But now?
Bloody Mary cheered in its heart.
Finally, he did not have to die a few more times.
According to its plan, it would attack the representatives of the three southern councilors who were monitoring the slums in the Lower Seventh Ring. However, it wouldn't do it directly. Instead, it chose to let nature take its course.
In order to make everything look natural, it naturally had to die once or twice.
For example, a night patrolman in the slums of the Lower Seventh Ring accidentally discovered three spies with malicious intentions. The moment he was killed, he wailed a warning.
Bloody Mary was already planning how many times the sorrowful wail should be repeated in its mind.
However, this was no longer needed!
The Old Demon Hunter had completed it for him!
Thank you!
Bloody Mary was grateful from the bottom of its heart.
Who would want to die if they could live?
This was especially true for someone like him who knew the pain of death very well.
The corners of his mouth curled up for a moment before disappearing.
Bloody Mary looked at Horlaika.
"Tell me what happened earlier again."
Bloody Mary maintained Kurtzargert's tone of voice.
Horlaika wasn't stupid enough to admit anything at this moment.
Likewise, he didn't ask his teacher why he asked again, all he did was tell the story in detail.
Bloody Mary listened carefully to Horlaika's words.
It was searching for the possible flaws in the story.
This was also learned from its boss.
There was no such thing as a flawless plan in the world that could be perfected endlessly.
Bloody Mary heard it from its boss before, so it remembered it and did the same thing.
Since its boss did the same thing, what reason did it have not to learn?
At the same time, it was also perfecting its own plan.
The intense emotional fluctuation of the southern councilors was enough for Bloody Mary to peek into some of its memories.
It wasn't much but it was enough.
While Horlaika was telling the story, the ten southern councilors appeared in the meeting room again.
They weren't as cold and steady as before. Even though they looked calm on the surface, Bloody Mary's [Demon Instinct] allowed it to clearly sense the uneasiness in their hearts.
After all, a few hours ago, there were still 14 of them.
Within a few hours, they lost four of their comrades.
Even as the elites of the southern councilors, their hearts couldn't remain unshaken.
Anxious!
Nervous!
And the fear of the unknown!
Everything unfolded as Bloody Mary expected.
But it was still lacking a little!
Bloody Mary sensed it quietly, and at the next moment, it knocked on the table.
Dong!
Dong Dong!
After the first knock, two more consecutive knocks sounded heavy, as if they were knocking on the southern councilors' hearts.
"I need to call for another council meeting!
I need to speak to the councilors that you all are loyal to! "
Bloody Mary said in an unquestionable tone.
Likewise, the councilors who were out of their wits didn't object at all, they took out the communication stone again.
"Kurtzargert, what the hell are you doing?!"
As soon as the impatient figure appeared, he shouted loudly.
"Don't push your luck, Kurtzargert!"
The gloomy voice said coldly.
"Kurtzargert, what happened?"
The friendlier one asked.
The remaining 11 councilors shared the same attitude or acted like it was none of their business, at least on the surface.
"Ask your men."
Bloody Mary chuckled coldly and had no intention to speak.
At that moment, one of the 14 southern councilors finally noticed something wasn't right.
Their men were missing.
"Where's my men?"
The hot-tempered one asked straightforwardly.
The gloomy one didn't speak but he also looked at the remaining 10 councilors.
Under the gazes of all the councilors, Horfe walked out from the group of 10.
He bowed to the friendly councilor. It was obvious that this was the councilor that he was loyal to. Then, he narrated everything that happened in detail.
After confirming the unknown existence from their own men, Bloody Mary could see the southern councilmen's bodies stiffen instinctively.
'Heh, a bunch of cowards!
I have a bigger surprise for you! '
Bloody Mary laughed in its heart.
Then, a thought flashed in its mind.
Horfe's voice paused uncontrollably.
Then, he spoke in a smoother tone.
"We … ran into the emissary of that powerful existence. Although we were careful, the difference in strength was too huge. If it wasn't for the emissary's mocking thoughts, I wouldn't have returned to Silent Night Town.
As for the slums of the Lower Seventh Ring … "
Horfe started to hesitate when he spoke up to this point.
"What happened there?"
The hot-tempered councilor asked.
Horfe didn't speak, looking at his councilors instead.
His expression was enough for all the southern councilors to have a guess.
Or rather, when their men came to Aïtantin Castle, every single one of them had made arrangements: they were to cause trouble for Kurtzargert when necessary.
"Accidents happen everywhere."
One of the councilors cleared his throat and spoke.
"Yeah.
They were decent people, it's a pity that they died just like that. "
Another councilor spoke.
Then, more and more councilors spoke.
Bloody Mary, who had been waiting for a long time, slammed the table hard when the topic was about to be diverted.
Bang!
"Do you think I'm a kid?
Or do you think I'm an idiot? "
Bloody Mary said in a heavy tone.
The councilors around the round table who were talking immediately shut their mouths.
The hot-tempered councilor still wanted to explain, but Bloody Mary didn't give him the chance.
"Enough!
I don't want to listen to these useless explanations!
I just want to say, from now on, everything in Aïtantin Castle has nothing to do with me!
I'll leave this place right away! "
Bloody Mary stood up as it spoke.
"Wait!
Kurtzargert, I think we can discuss this!
Don't be so impatient! "
The southern councilors tried to stop Bloody Mary one after another, but there was a very irritating voice among them.
"Can you guarantee that you're not like us?
If our positions were swapped, wouldn't you do the same? "
That gloomy voice spoke again.
Bloody Mary turned around, it really wanted to give the gloomy voice a hug. The coordination was too good, it was still thinking about how to explode its power.
Now?
Huu!
A sigh came from Bloody Mary's mouth.
It turned around.
It glanced over the southern councilors before uttering word by word.
"We are the same.
So, if I put myself in your shoes, I would do the same. "
Up until this point, Bloody Mary purposely paused for a moment.
It was waiting for the gloomy voice to play along.
As expected, the gloomy voice wanted to mock it again.
"Then what are you talking about?
We are the same … "
"Don't put me in the same category as an idiot like you!"
Bloody Mary shouted angrily.
Its face was flushed, its eyes widened.
No one would doubt Kurtzargert's rage at this particular moment.
"I might have the same thought, but I won't do it!
I'm not that stupid to create unnecessary enemies for myself when the enemy is right before us!
Do you know how deep Snake School's roots are?
"Do you know that the newly risen Mist religious sect is closely related to the Viper Sect?"
Do you know that the remnants of Wolf Sect have been incorporated into Snake School's system?
"Your bodies are bound, but are your brains also filled with weeds?"
The series of questions rendered the southern councilors speechless.
Even the last sentence, which was filled with insults, was ignored by the southern councilors.
They really didn't understand the Monster Hunters of Snake School.
All they knew about Snake School was from the information that Aïtantin Castle scrolled through.
In simple words, their understanding of Snake School was based on what Aïtantin Castle told them.
The Mist religious sect, on the other hand, had more information.
Their men witnessed the confrontation between the Mist religious sect and the War Shrine.
It was almost a tie!
Even though God of War was distracted by the lady, it was enough to prove how powerful the Mist was.
But …
How did the Mist religious sect get involved with Snake School?
"Kurtzargert, can you explain the relationship between the Mist religious sect and the Monster Hunters of Snake School in detail?"
The friendly councilor asked.
"The Mist was born in Snake School."
Gasp!
The moment Bloody Mary's words subsided, the meeting room was filled with gasps.
As the organization that gave birth to Lady Calamity, how could they not know what it meant?
"The Mist is this powerful?"
The anxious councilor sounded a little scared.
"No!
"It's still missing a crucial link!"
But it isn't something a mere mortal can deal with!
Now, all of you have pushed the Mist to the opposite side of me, forcing me to deal with a God-like existence and then another God-like existence!
"I can't help but suspect that one of you is trying to kill me!"
Bloody Mary said with a mocking tone.
The southern councilors went silent at the mocking tone.
A few of them couldn't help but look at the gloomy councilor.
It seemed like they were suspecting something.
The gloomy councilor instinctively wanted to refute, but when the words reached his mouth, he was interrupted by the friendly councilor.
"Horfe, can you prove that this is true?"
The friendly councilor looked at his men, his voice turning heavy. His movements were so big that even with a hood over his head, people would notice he was turning his head.
"Yes, councilor.
"I can swear on it."
"Whether it's Etorin Tailor Shop or the Mist and Snake Sect, I can testify to it all.
Horfe swore without a second thought.
He didn't need to be affected by Bloody Mary's words, he saw it with his own eyes.
Naturally, he could make an oath.
As the leader of the 14 southern councilors, Horfe's words carried a lot of weight.
The 'silence' from before reappeared.
The southern councilors discussed among themselves again.
Bloody Mary didn't return to its seat, instead it said to Horlaika, "Pack up, we will leave Aïtantin Castle tonight and head to the outskirts of Mozaar."
"Yes, my lord."
Horlaika nodded, turned around, and walked out.
Horfe and the others wanted to stop Kieran when they saw the scene, but they dared not. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.
Some of them even had similar thoughts in their hearts.
The only difference was, they would return to the south.
One needed to know, facing a God-like existence was already frightening enough, and now, another God-like existence was added to the mix, was there any hope of winning?
Not only the men thought so.
The councilors who contacted Kieran in secret shared the same thought.
"What should we do?
Are we really going to give up on Aïtantin Castle? "
The anxious councilor spoke in the dark.
"No!
Once we give up on Aïtantin Castle, we will be completely exposed to the God of War, that unknown God, and Kurtzargert will be the best candidate to attract the firepower.
At least before we solve our own problems, Kurtzargert must stay in Aïtantin Castle to attract the firepower! "
The friendly councilor said in a straightforward manner.
The rest of the southern councilors nodded.
"But how can we make Kurtzargert stay there?
"Facing a God, he has already given up, let alone facing another god-like existence."
The anxious councilors couldn't find a solution.
"Who said that God-like existence is our enemy?"
The friendly councilor chuckled.
The rest of the councilors were stunned. Then, they thought of something and all of them showed smiles.
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