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Marley was obviously not asleep yet, so she was shocked and turned over and sat up from the bed. Just as she was about to touch the sword beside the bed, she found that the figure rushing in seemed a little familiar.

The hand that reached out toward the sword paused and landed on the magic light beside it. When the lights in the house were on, Marley couldn't help but be stunned...

"Lin, Lin Feng? This is..." Seeing Lin Feng running towards him, Mary couldn't help but be stunned, but when she saw Bill in Lin Feng's arms, her expression changed and she immediately changed her mouth: "What's wrong with Bill?"

"It's not too late to explain to you now. In short, I not only snatched Bill and his mother in front of the Marquis, but also slapped him twice." Lin Feng put down his mother and son in his arms and sighed: "So, I believe that it won't take long to stay, my mansion will probably be surrounded."

"... Then, what should we do now?" When Mali heard this, he was a little panicked, and then his face turned solemn, trying to climb off the bed: "I'll organize people right away..."

"No need." Lin Feng suddenly interrupted: "We don't need to conflict with them. Since Bill and his son have already obtained it, we don't need to pay attention to him anymore..."

"Don't pay attention to him anymore?" Marley was stunned, not understanding why.

Lin Feng nodded and looked out the window: "It should be still some time now."

As he said that, he turned around, leaned in Marley's ear, and continued quietly.

...

The Marquis' Mansion, a slightly narrow room without any lights.

"Marquis Marquis. Lansel died inexplicably. Why didn't you send troops to breathe for him?" Jora's voice was faintly angry, and he paused, with a clear warning: "You will make your subordinates feel heartbroken."

"Jola, I have been with me for a few years. I know what I am worried about. I may not understand. I will never suffer a loss for nothing." The Marquis's voice was still calm, and he patiently persuaded Jola.

But when Jora heard this, he immediately lowered his voice, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone: "But Marquis, one of your ladies and sons has been stolen by the other party. What are your next steps?"

"Jola. I believe that Lansel's corpse has also been seen. Who thinks can cut off the head of a level nine peak powerhouse with one sword?" The Marquis did not answer Jola's question, but asked back.

When Jora heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he still honestly replied: "It is really hard for me to think of it again except for the powerful people in the Holy Land."

"Do you have confidence in fighting against the powerful people in the Holy Realm? Do you think you can take a few moves under the hands of the powerful people in the Holy Realm?" The Marquis's voice did not rush, nor did he mean any contempt, as if he was simply explaining this question. Seeing that Jora did not answer, he sighed: "So I can only choose to be patient now and wait until I have the chance to take revenge."

"But, I clearly saw that the fighting spirit on his body was white, and if it were a powerful man in the Holy Realm, why didn't he fly directly in the air? In this way, all the interceptions on the ground would be useless to him." Jora still couldn't believe the Marquis' words, and couldn't help but retort again: "You said he had reached the Holy Realm, and it's really hard for me to believe it."

"What do you think?" The Marquis did not continue to persuade him this time. Instead, he asked Jora's point of view.

Jora seemed to have been waiting for the Marquis' words. As soon as the Marquis finished speaking, he said, "I think he is just a powerful weapon! I have seen Lanser's wound, and it looks smooth at first glance, and you can tell that it was cut by a sword. But when you look closely, you can find that his wound is not smooth at all. There are many small folds, as if it was burned by high temperature, and his broken sword has also been deformed by high temperature.

But what makes me most difficult to understand is that I also found some broken ice slags in his wound. It is probably these broken ice slags that sealed Lansell's wound. However, I still don't understand why he did this."

"As far as I know, he is a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts. When he saw me, the fire in the house where I was was released before he left." The Marquis reminded him.

"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts? But if the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is at most, it will only release magic during hand-to-hand combat. If Lansell was killed by magic, he would probably have become a slag, but Lansell's wound was like a weapon."

Jora strongly retorted: "Also, he had not received any burns in any part except the wound on his neck, which means he was not killed by magic at all... But the facts tell me that there were traces of magic at his wound, and I really can't figure it out!"

"Maybe he is the legendary magic swordsman who has disappeared for a long time." The Marquis shook his head with a sigh.

But when Jora heard this, he suddenly said: "How is it possible?! The Demon Swordsman is simply a virtual belief built by the Knights Association!! Anyway, I have never seen the Demon Swordsman, and I am afraid no one has seen the Demon Swordsman in a hundred thousand years of history."

"So I'm not sure," the Marquis' tone seemed complicated: "But I can be sure that he is the only one who fell into the small lake in the forest of fear and walked out safely."

"...Well, that little lake?" Jora's voice was full of surprise: "You mean... he fell into that little lake and not only did he not die, but he also encountered some... adventures?"

"I don't know whether it is strange or not, but I can be sure that after he comes out, he becomes different from before." At this point, the Marquis lowered his head and couldn't help but sigh: "His Majesty the Pope of Light and the Judge once said that he is a divine servant who is higher than the powerful people in the Holy Realm, but even if he is not a powerful person in the Holy Realm, he is not someone under the Holy Realm."

Jora didn't speak and suddenly fell silent.

Seeing him silent, the Marquis looked up at him and said, "Ji and Lansell were placed in a cheese room in the imperial capital because they avoided the pursuit of the 'Sex Mercenary Group'. But do you know why I suddenly transferred the two of you to me?"

"...Isn't it because you sent Mark to your hometown to pick up your remaining children?" Jora frowned slightly.

The Marquis nodded, but shook his head and said, "I guessed only part of it right... because I originally had five gods under my command in addition to Mark."

"Five Gods?" Jora couldn't help but take a breath of air. After reacting, he couldn't help asking: "You said 'original'? Are there five of them now..."

"Yes." The Marquis nodded quietly: "He has been killed by Lin Feng... and it is even worse than Lanser's death."

After saying this, the Marquis looked at Jora's shocked look and sighed like a summary: "Nine-level killer gangs were unable to hurt him a single hair, and it is not surprising that Lansell was cut off by his sword."

...

This time, Jora was truly silent. His face looked quite ugly, and he seemed to be angry about Lanser's death and ashamed of his lack of strength.

The Marquis didn't say anything. At this time, he knew that even if he said anything, it would be of no use.

After a long time, Jora sighed long, and there was no longer the previous resistance in his voice, but said sincerely: "Mr. Marquis, what are you going to do next?"

As he said that, a hint of unwillingness appeared in his tone: "Is it because he just snatched away your wife and son?"

"No!" The Marquis felt that Jora finally surrendered to him, and also breathed a long sigh: "Although we can't compete with him on the front, we can use some means in secret..."

"Use methods secretly?" Jora was puzzled.

"Not bad." The Marquis nodded slightly: "Even if his other identity is a magician, he still needs to use meditation to replace sleep. Wait for a while, he must be worried that I will send someone to chase him, but I will not send anyone. When it is late at night and he relaxes his guard, I will send someone to catch Kashaxi and Bill quietly..."

Speaking of this, the Marquis's face flashed with a vicious look: "Even if you can't catch it, you must kill both of them! You must not leave any handle to threaten me!"

When Jora heard this, he was shocked. After a while, he seemed to have come back to his senses. His face turned solemn, and he said decisively: "Marquis, let me leave this! Although Jora's strength is not as strong as Lansell, I am the second in the holy realm. No one dares to say that he is the first."

"Okay." The Marquis focused his head and then pondered for a moment: "Then go down and rest for a while to nourish your spirits. Then prepare well, three... no, take action immediately after two hours!"

"It's okay for two hours!" Jorah responded in a moment, and then gave a respectful knight salute: "Mr. Marquis, then I'll go down first."

"Go." The Marquis said lightly, then watched Joe pull the door open and leave. When he heard Joe's footsteps gradually fading away, he rubbed his forehead and sighed hard.

Immediately afterwards, the Marquis walked to the bed and took out the exploratory crystal that had seen before, which recorded the images of Casimir's death, from under the sheets. Then, he took out an old flat stone from his arms.

This stone is only half a circle larger than the fingernail, and it has a rough appearance and texture. But the key is that in the center of this stone, there is a "" symbol with a faint light. With this symbol flashing, the Marquis seemed to be able to feel something, and subconsciously looked towards the northwest of the imperial capital.

At this moment, his hands holding the stone tightly trembled faintly, and the position of his chest kept rising and falling, showing his extremely nervous mood.

This stone is called "tracking stone". The symbol of "" on the stone represents the meaning of "negative", and the opposite "positive" is now in the body of the sanctuary Crami.

The negative side of the tracking stone was given to him by the presiding judge of Light today when the Marquis left with his two children from the Temple of Light. Originally, the Marquis did not want to face the sanctuary Crami so early. After all, he also knew Crami's strange temper. If he said something wrong, Crami would have a slight unhappy intention, he could not guarantee whether he could survive.

But now, after taking Lin Feng's breath, the Marquis couldn't help but feel angry. The fighting spirit in his hand flashed, and he wanted to crush the negative of the tracking stone. But when he thought that Crami wanted to kill Lin Feng, he might cause a lot of noise. Lin Feng would die, but if Bill and his son escaped in the chaos, it would be difficult to find him!

After all, Bill has a lot of secrets of the Parker family. If he cannot control it, he will only be destroyed!

Thinking of this key point, the Marquis couldn't help but secretly persuade him: Wait for a while, wait for two hours to see if Jora can catch Bill and his son. Even if he kills Bill and his son, it would be better than letting them run away in the chaos...

Well...that's it, two hours later, I received the exact news and summoned Crami to come.

Thinking of this, the Marquis took a strong breath and gently held the negative side of the tracking stone in his hand.

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