The June sun is a bit burning.

A large group of wild bees were flying in the golden sunshine, and a skylark was flying by.

Hesen stood in the shade of the tree with his cigar in his mouth, with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Joe strode towards him.

Joe stopped.

The Hydra Secret Guard beside him urged.

Qiao turned around and glared at him fiercely.

The Hydra Secret Guard shivered, his pupils contracted and expanded, his mind was confused, and he took a few steps back in a daze, standing still motionless.

"Where, it's a promising." Hesen sprayed two thick smoke from his nostrils, and a smile appeared on his rough face.

It seems that I feel that my tone just now is a little...unrespectful enough.

Hesen raised his face and his tone became very solemn: "Joe, Lia asked me..."

Qiao strode to Hesen, stretched out his hand, and hugged him hard: "Ah, father, don't talk nonsense. When you kill this damn abyss, wait until Tulun Port returns to peace... Haha, I can't believe that our Weitu family will have three provinces."

Qiao let go of his hand and skillfully took out a cigar from Hesen's pocket. The cigar shook in his hand, and a black flame emerged out of thin air and lit the cigarette butt.

Holding the cigar in his mouth, Qiao sucked a mouthful of smoke: "We deserve the fiefs of the three provinces... aren't we? We have made enough contributions."

"But recently you have also seen that everyone is very busy and is busy killing monsters that can't be killed." Qiao looked at Hesen seriously: "So, tell your mother that I don't have time to visit her recently... After this time... I heard that you are also helping in the west?"

Qiao said in a deep voice: "Then, be careful."

Hesen pursed his lips and looked at Joe very seriously.

After watching for a while, he smiled and waved: "Okay, it just so happened that Your Majesty also sent someone to call me, let's go see her together and see what's going on."

After a moment of silence, Hesen murmured, "Ah, Joe, do you know, Riya and I thought you would always be so stupid... We thought you could always be like this, grow up peacefully, and then get married and have children..."

"We made some preparations by instinct, but we never thought that we could really use those preparation methods..."

"We didn't expect you to recover from the sequelae of that serious illness... and now, you become..."

Joe patted Hesen on the shoulder vigorously.

Hesen spitted a mouthful of smoke, stood on tiptoe, and patted Qiao on the shoulder with some difficulty. Now Joe is much taller than Hesen.

He smiled and shook his head: "If the lady can see what you are now..."

He fell into silence with Joe.

Then, the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder along the boulevard and towards the castle that was reinforced with steel and concrete not far away, resulting in an ugly appearance.

In the hall on the first floor of the castle, Margaret III sat on the throne with a stern face.

The nobles of all countries in Chinese clothes and generals of all countries in uniforms were all covered with a strong smell of blood and smoke. They were tired, standing in groups in the hall, looking silently at Margaret III.

Joe and Hessen walked in, Margaret III looked at them, a soft look flashed across her gloomy faces, and then she clapped her palms hard: "Then, everyone is here, gentlemen, a very bad news."

A bald man with a big bearskin cloak wrapped in a hot day, but no shirt inside. The golden-haired man with a chest exposed on his golden retriever wiped the sweat on his forehead and said vaguely: "There is no good news these days... I haven't had much rest for almost half a month..."

"Bad news? How bad can it be?" The bald man, who was obviously from the Lucia royal family, cursed roughly and spread his hands helplessly: "Grandma, how bad news can there be?"

Margaret III shook his head.

She raised a scroll in her hand, and three blood-colored feathers were glued with fire paint.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank - this format of official documents is a common style in various countries in the Medlands continent. Three blood-colored feathers mean 100,000 urgent and extremely dangerous. It represents the news in the official documents and at least it is related to the life and death of a great empire.

"Everyone knows that it has been nearly a month since Des' escape."

Margaret III said in a deep voice: "The Church of the Holy Inquisition has sent all its forces to pursue his whereabouts."

"But until now, we haven't found him."

"But, he left some clues and some very bad signs after all."

Margaret III swallowed with difficulty, and her fierce gaze slowly swept across everyone present, and then she told bad news that made everyone feel cold all over.

"In the past month, in the mountainous areas of the western Tulun Port, there are thirty-two kingdoms, principalities, and all fetuses..."

"All fetuses, all miscarriage."

"After the reports of clergy in various churches, except for our human compatriots, all the fetus in the wombs of pregnant women have been miscarried, and all the livestock, including wild animals, all the cubs in their wombs have also been miscarried."

"All poultry, their eggs, all rot and die."

"They investigated the birds in the wild, and the eggs in their nests also rotted and smelled."

"Not mentioning those beasts, their reproduction period has passed...but, in this month, no other woman of the age of age has become pregnant in those thirty-two kingdoms."

Margaret III's eyes were so cold that the temperature in the entire hall dropped a little.

"The phenomenon of fetal miscarriage, domestic animals, wild animals, poultry, wild bird egg death and rot are gradually spreading to other kingdoms and principalities in the western mountainous areas."

"Some kingdoms, principalities, have begun to block the borders."

"But this is not a plague. We all know that this is not a plague... This is the power of the evil god."

"The power of Des."

"He is killing new life, he is killing the vitality of those countries in the mountains of the west."

"At the same time, a heretic organization called the Church of Death, they are expanding wildly in the kingdoms where strange things have occurred. Their doctrine is to make the people of those kingdoms commit suicide!"

"They said that only by actively welcoming the arrival of death can they enjoy eternity in the coming world of the necromancer."

Margaret III said with a cold face: "It is very ridiculous doctrine, but because of the vision created by Des' evil power, millions of people in those kingdoms believed them."
Chapter completed!