The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1215: secret

Chapter 1215 Secret

The rising sun sheds warm sunshine and gradually evokes Lerde.

The first batch of civilians who learned that Warren had defeated had returned today.

In fact, some people stayed outside the city gate last night. At the moment when the gate of Lairdrie was opened, they couldn’t wait to get in and return to their homes.

Mary stood in the morning sun, looking at the civilians with joy, and the corners of his mouth could not be slightly upturned.

She likes to see such a sight.

But she also knows what is hidden under such a scene.

Dedicated to the help of the party.

The genre of the situation is secret.

There are also the most hated spies.

However, Mary will not ruin her food.

"Register all people who enter the city."

"Their names, addresses, and family members must be recorded in detail."

Mary told me.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The clerk beside him should act quickly and act quickly.

After the clerk left, Mary walked down the wall, boarded the carriage, and returned to Warren Palace.

In the morning, she needs to go to the kitchen.

......

Qin Ran slowly approached Adal's room and raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Hey, hey.

"Come in."

After the very rhythmic knock on the door, it was the voice of the old Earl.

However, just when the person who saw the door was Qin Ran, the brow of the old count immediately wrinkled together, and his face appeared unpleasant.

Qin Ran saw such a look, but did not care.

He can't do it for everyone.

Can not do everything.

He can do it and do his best to let the people he recognizes live safely. If you can be happy, then it is better.

And the old count in front of you?

Obviously, it is not a person recognized by Qin Ran.

Therefore, Qin Ran ignored the other party's expression, opened the chair on one side, sat opposite the other side, separated by a dining table.

The old count's breakfast is on the table.

Touch the honey, bake to golden slices of bread, scented milk, and a piece of vegetables.

There are no eggs or meat.

Very consistent with the age of the other party.

"I didn't invite you to sit down."

The old count took the milk and took a sip, very rude.

"I don't need your invitation."

"You are not the master here."

Qin Ran slowly said.

"You are not."

The old count sneered.

"But I am at least not malicious to the owner here."

Qin Ran still said slowly.

"Malicious?"

"I don't have it either, and the master here is not the real master. The real master here is my good friend James."

"She is still very early."

There was a sneer on the face of the old count.

"Not too early, very soon."

Qin Ran’s tone responded unchanged

boom!

The old count put a heavy cup of milk on the table, and the knife and fork on the table swayed back and forth, giving a crisp metal sound.

The eyes of resentment are like a long sword, and they are stabbed to Qin Ran.

Obviously, if the eyes can kill, Qin Ran has long been smashed.

But this is impossible.

The old count does not have such ability, nor does it have such strength.

In the end, it was only the recovery of the gaze, the continued drinking of milk, the kind of big mouth, the snoring, the old count constantly chewing, as if biting the flesh and blood of the wicked man.

As for the rebuttal?

The body of his good friend, he checked it, and the court doctor also checked it.

Year after year, the body has become a disease, and the body has long been hollowed out.

Exhaustion has not only become the reason for killing James VIII, but also the murderer who took the life of this king.

Qin Ran said the facts, he could not refute.

But because of this, it made him feel that Qin Ran is even more abhorrent.

"James, who puts the whole country on you, should really look at what you are now."

The old count said this.

This is what James VIII said when he talked yesterday. Qin Ran got a detailed dialogue process from the high-level evil spirit ‘Bloody Mary’.

However, this does not mean that he will admit it.

"He gave Mary the sustenance."

"not me."

Qin Ran stressed.

"Mary?"

The old count frowned again, with sarcasm in his tone.

When referring to the underage of the prince, the old count always has innate discrimination. Qin Ran does not like this feeling. Not only is he a friend of Mary, he does not want to see such discrimination and prejudice, but also because Such discrimination and prejudice always remind him of the extremely unpleasant experiences he has experienced.

So, next, Qin Ran’s words became cold.

"Put up your face now."

"You should know that you can sit here at the moment and still have a very good breakfast because of who."

"You should thank Mary for his kindness."

"Not her words, your body has long appeared in the gutter."

The words are like a knife, and the old count is stabbed.

Like the cold wind, the old count trembled.

The gap in strength, even if Qinran only reveals a hint of breath, is not the other side can resist.

But more importantly, the words of Qin Ran are still true!

The old count never doubts that Qin Ran’s heart is hot!

I never doubt that Qin Ran will kill him without hesitation!

The reason why he is still alive is because of Mary, this is the undisputed fact and his most painful thing.

He was saved by the person he despised and could not afford.

This fact makes the old count uncomfortable.

Snoring, snoring.

The heavy breathing sounded, the old count was flushed, and the chest continued to rise and fall, so that anyone who saw it would guess that the other party would burst in the next moment.

"Now you have a chance to pay off this person."

"I want to know the secret about Warren Palace."

"Some unpleasant things happened last night. Some people pretending to be sects and snakes entered the Warren Palace and looking for something."

"I don't know much about Warren Palace, and I don't want to find it in other ways, so I hope you can tell me."

Qin Ran truthfully told the old count the last night.

“Someone pretending to be a sect, a snake?”

"The secret of Warren Palace..."

"Is it?!"

The old count stunned, his face was puzzled first, and then the old Earl, who thought of something, frowned.

Far more than any previous frown, the brows on both sides seem to be locked together.

For two minutes, the old count did not say a word.

Qin Ran did not urge.