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Chapter 77 The silence of three old fathers
[The Lord of Feast says that you are like walking through a maze with no exit. Every corner has a rule or ritual that seems important but is meaningless. 】

This is what one of the gods from the Abyss said about Logos's actions at the dinner.

Under the auspices of Earl Breed, Rogers, Alina, Lufia and their parents experienced a lengthy banquet.

Due to etiquette regulations, diners must sit upright at all times, relax their shoulders, and maintain a dignified manner.

Table manners are a major category of aristocratic etiquette, and its complexity makes Rutgers find it boring. He quite agrees with the comments of the Lord of the Banquet.

For example, he needs to write down the name of each dish, then pick up the corresponding knife, fork or spoon according to the current dish, and raise one of the three cups in front of him at the right time.

Moreover, he had to always pay attention to the body direction of his father, and use the movement signals to communicate with Lufia or Elena who was far away.

To be honest, he felt that he did not remember the taste of any dish, but only tasted the long time.

During this period, the gods in the bottomless pit also dispersed their gazes one by one.

Only the Lord of the Feast, like a pop-up bomb attack, expressed countless opinions and finally said that he would generously give Logos a wonderful banquet in a few days before leaving completely.

When the meal was coming to an end, a servant came to Earl Breed, who was sitting at the head of the table, and leaned over to whisper a few words.

Earl Breed's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this. He first asked the attendants to step back, then stood up and said:

"Please forgive me for being rude. I need to lead the gentlemen here to deal with trivial matters and stay away for a while."

Logos stood up very consciously, put on the thick cloak handed by Hans, followed the footsteps of Earl Breed, and walked out of the small banquet room with Earl Devin and Prince Leiaide.

"Are they those cultists again?" Prince Leiaide seemed to be unafraid of the cold. He was only wearing luxurious single clothes. His eyebrows were furrowed and he had a rather impatient look on his face.

"Yes, this time they threw four people from a distance. They said that these people were dressed as civilians and had plans for the children's convoy when they returned home. Among them was a silver-level magician who was good at spiritual magic." Bu Bu. Earl Red's expression remained unchanged and he explained the incident in a calm tone.

"Who is the Holy Son they are shouting about? If they plan to summon some weird high-level devils from the bottomless pit, will the royal family and the Pantheon get involved?"

Earl Devin touched the neatly trimmed beard on his chin. He did not ask for details, but started another topic. Although he looked at Earl Breed when he said this, he kept looking at Rey from the corner of his eye. Prince de's reaction.

Logos followed the three of them silently, listening to their constant speculations about the legendary Son and the intentions of the cultists.

Until he came to the square in front of the house, he saw a group of knights in armor, surrounding four men wearing only shorts and covered with black magic nails.

These people were all huddled on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. Their expressions did not look like they were cold, but rather they seemed to be suffering from some kind of fear.

Without waiting for Earl Breed's question, the four of them immediately raised their heads, staring intently at Rogers' figure.

Tears instantly burst out of their eyes, their expressions suddenly became extremely ferocious, and their heavy breathing exhaled bursts of white air.

Upon seeing this, Earl Breed subconsciously pulled Rogers behind him and looked at the postures of the four people on the ground warily.

"I have committed crimes and disobedience, and you do not need to forgive me! I have confessed and punished myself, and you do not need to pity me!

"I praise your greatness, only to glimpse the narrow hole that leads to the bottomless pit!
"I beg you to witness my sins! Witness my redemption!" The four people knelt down on the ground with all their strength. Their eyes were full of fanaticism and piety, and they stared in the direction of Luo Gesi with their eyes wide open.

While shouting words like prayers in unison, their magic power was imprisoned by the solid magic nails. They didn't know where the power came from. They kept hammering their chests with their right hands. Occasionally, there were several sounds of broken hand bones and ribs. sound.

"Please witness me!!!"

“Please witness me!!!”

"I implore you..."

However, a few times, their pupils suddenly shrank, still staring closely at Logos who was blocked behind by Earl Breed.

The eyes gradually lost the ability to open and close, and remained open forever. With indescribable despair and fear on their faces, they slowly fell onto the pure white snow.

Blood red spread from their chests on the snow-white canvas, intertwining to outline a strange picture.

The air was as quiet as solidification. No one broke the silence, only the faint sound of breathing and subtle ambient noise.

Earl Breed slowly turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at Logos. Earl Devin and Prince Leyed also cast their gazes at him.

"It's so scary. Are they cursed by something?" Rogers said, his voice trembling slightly as he grabbed the cuffs of Count Breed's coat as if he was frightened.

He carefully looked at the three people looking down at him, with lingering fears.

"You boy..." Prince Leiaide's face looked quite complicated. He opened his mouth to say something, but looking at Earl Breed's thoughtful expression, he stopped finishing his words.

"They were cursed. It's a pity that they couldn't get the information in time." Earl Breed sighed regretfully, waving his hands and instructing the knights around him to hand over the bodies of these people to the Minister of Public Security for inspection, and then he gently caressed Rogers. The back of his head was used as comfort, his brows were slightly frowned and he said:

"These cultists are like the slipperiest slugs. They come to the East just to hide. They are very annoying. No matter what their intentions are, they must prepare a plan to clear them out."

Prince Leiaide and Earl Dewen nodded silently, their faces seeming to be thinking about something.

"Alina, why did you come out?" Earl Devin asked in confusion when he saw his daughter wearing a pure white cotton windbreaker and walking in the snow.

"I'm curious about what happened." Elena lifted her skirt and walked to Rogers' side naturally, looking at the corpses that were gradually being carried away.

"Sorry, my daughter has been very curious since she was a child. Please forgive her. I will ask the ladies to forgive her for her rudeness later." Earl Devin explained helplessly to the two concubines.

Before the two of them could reply, an anxious and concerned girl's voice came from not far away.

"Logos, are you okay?!"

The three old fathers stared blankly at the saint who jumped over the gate and the faint light of the mansion's detection magic barrier that flashed past. Then they immediately turned their eyes to Luo Gesi without saying a word. , just watching quietly.

(End of this chapter)