Book of Gods and Demons

Before Joe poured a liter of dark beer on George Man, about a quarter of an hour ago.

Margot was sitting on the west side of the Chao Yee Hall, in a simple and simple lounge.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the sparsely gathered guests on the grass outside.

The sky was shining brightly with a silver moon, the thick clouds were dispersed, and the air was extremely clean, so the visibility was extremely high, and a black spot could be clearly seen slowly across the surface of the silver moon.

"El Sacred Mountain...what the **** is that?" Margot sat on a small sofa by the window, watching the black spot slowly across the moon with a little faintly.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, on the grass not far from this lounge, stood a few men in ordinary army uniforms.

They carried their hands behind their backs, seemingly idle chatting there.

You don't need to look at them too much, Margot can ask them about the unique taste of the secret guard in Shanghai, separated from such a distance.

In the corner of the lounge, there were two young men who wore ordinary court knight uniforms, but who also carried the unique cold and murderous taste of Hydra's Secret Guard.

They are a bit away from Marg, but very close to the two doors of the lounge. Two doors lead to the Chao Yee Hall and the other to the banquet hall where group dances are being performed.

Marg was in a bad mood.

He lowered his head, hugged his knees with his hands, his body swayed back and forth slightly.

He smiled, with a slightly weird smile.

It’s like when he was a boy, he was hiding in the Apophis Palace with his father...He was hiding in the dark closet, expecting and slightly frightened, waiting for his father. Pulled himself out of the darkness.

"Oh, what about what you promised?"

Margot pursed her mouth and hummed a traditional lullaby from the Durham Empire from deep in her throat.

With a ‘call’, a door of the lounge was pushed open, and the slightly tired King Mata XIII strode in.

He walked into the lounge, took out a checkered handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead vigorously, then took a long breath, strode to the opposite side of Marg, and sat down heavily on the sofa.

"Margo!" Mata XIII looked at Margo very seriously.

"Hello, your honorable Highness." Marg put her hands on her knees, raised her head, and looked at Mata XIII quietly: "I think you have brought some news that I don't want to hear. Huh?"

"You said yes, how about restoring my title?"

"Shouldn't it be that, in the presence of so many distinguished guests in the Hall of State Council, I officially restored my status as a member of the royal family, restored my title to the title, and let me reappear in front of the imperial public?"

"Why, I'm sitting here, waiting for you, waiting for you."

"I can hear the cheers and applause coming from next door... Oh, how many grassroots people who were originally fortunate to become aristocrats? The empire has buckled and pulled out how many worthless people The Tongzier sprinkled lightly, in exchange for their praise and gratitude?"

King Mata XIII stared at the harsh Marg with wide eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Mary is right."

"What did she say right?" Margot tilted her head and looked at Mata XIII with a smile: "You promised me, you promised that I will get everything I deserve at this year's New Year celebration... …But I’m sitting here like a fool, sitting here alone, with eight Hydra’s secret guards watching me!"

"Eight Hydra guards are watching me, and I am sitting here alone like an abandoned stray dog!"

"From my trust in you, from my attachment to my own blood, from my respect for the imperial royal family's reputation, from my little vanity for the royal identity and imperial title... I rushed to Hydra Palace in fear and servitude..."

"Then I just sit here all the time."

"Since three o'clock, I have been sitting here stupidly...four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock, seven o'clock..."

"I have been quietly waiting for the arrival of the court ceremonial officer, and I have been waiting for your call."

"I have been expecting that I can push open the door you just came in, walk through that short tunnel, stand in front of you, accept your canonization, and restore everything that I should have. ."

"But, I didn't wait..."

"Now, you are here, you are here with a heavy face."

"You said, because...because of my great-grandmother...what did she say? Can you let me listen?"

Margot smiled and looked at Mata XIII: "It's okay, you can tell me straight, I can bear it."

King Mata XIII looked at Margot with a deep gaze: "Margot, you have performed well these years. The Hydra Secret Guard, the Supervision Department, the Police Department, and those large and small, look at you from time to time. The intelligence department in you, they all said, you behaved like a well-behaved...good teacher."

"Am I not? Or, don't I look like? Compared to the respectful academicians on the grass outside, what else do I lack besides qualifications?" Marg continued to tilt her head, and asked Mata sharply. Thirteenth.

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"Mary said... you are corrupt." Mata XIII stared at Marg solemnly: "Who do you think should I trust between Mary and you?"

"Me, bad character?" Marg released her hands on her knees and made an extremely exaggerated expression of surprise. She fell back heavily and leaned heavily on the back of the sofa: "My bad character? Ha! , Who are you comparing me to? Isaac? Frederick? Mackay? Magnum? Or, who else in the royal family?"

King Mata XIII was very disappointed watching Marg's performance.

He shook his head, sighed, and slowly stood up: "Mary is right. You kid, you are really good at acting... Even, you have acted so hard that you believe that you are a man all these years. Are you a good teacher who follows the rules' and'respectful and dedicated'?"

"Does the robbery of the Royal Bank have anything to do with you?" Mata XIII held his back and looked down at Marg who was leaning on the sofa.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me." Marg categorically responded to Mata XIII's question.

"Mia and Miko, who are called the two wings of corrosion, have nothing to do with you?" Mata XIII continued to question.

"I use my soul to swear that I have nothing to do with them." Marg vowed to raise his right hand, his eyes were firm and clear, and he could not see any vacillation or other impurities.

"So, Mikan, who is regarded as the core of the evil ritual sacrifice, your student Mikan, what happened to him has nothing to do with you?" Mata XIII continued to ask loudly.

Marg looked at King Mata XIII with horror: "What happened to Mikan? How was he? He didn't participate in this year's final exam. I thought he was unfortunately killed in this imperial turmoil and chaos... …I have been questioning this matter at the police station these past few days, but none of the trash police officers can give me a clear answer!"

Marg held her head tightly with her hands, her fingers gripped her hair hard.

He looked at Mata XIII with an incredulous expression: "Is there something wrong with Mikan? No, no... I promised him, I recommended him a place, and let him stay in school after graduation. Then, Can...Can... continue to study advanced graduate courses..."

Mata XIII pursed his lips: "Well, let go of these impossible questions... You were on the grass just now, and you had a bad hand at an ordinary old lady!"

All of Margot's expressions were completely frozen on her face.

He looked at Mata XIII stiffly: "You see it?"

Mata XIII sighed, he shook his head and whispered softly: "Mary saw it... Because of your behavior, her mood became extremely bad..."

Marg swallowed hard and spit: "But, I paid attention to the surroundings at that time, and I couldn't find her!"

Mata XIII carried his hands on his back, and said in a deep voice: "After all, she is your great-grandmother, the most powerful hydra in the empire today... Mag, compared to her, you... are too weak. You too ...Too ignorant."

Margot suppressed all the expressions on her face.

He put his hands on his chest and mumbled softly: "That old guy in Florence is right, people, you can't get over it. The more triumphant you are, the closer you are to failure, the closer you are to failure."

"Ha, he makes a lot of sense, doesn't he?"

"Then, my dear great-grandfather, the things you promised to me suddenly have nothing to do with me, because I was on the grass and wanted to kill an insignificant old woman?"

Mata XIII gently shook his head: "She has no grievances with you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is no relationship or grievances, and you can poison her for inexplicable reasons...Your character, How similar is it to your grandfather, your father?"

"My grandfather, my father...ah." Margot smiled brilliantly again, he slowly stood up, with his hands on his back, puffed his chest, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Mata defiantly. XIII: "In your hearts, they are the most evil **** in the world... But in my heart, they are my father, my grandfather!"

Shrugging her shoulders, Marg whispered: "Then, what is my punishment? Dear great-grandfather, what is my punishment? Is it going to the northern ice sea to accompany my grandfather fishing, or to the blood kapok castle to accompany my father Squatting in black jail?"

King Mata XIII squinted his eyes and looked at Marg coldly: "Go to Machu Picchu in the southwestern mountain area, in the southwest corner of the Bhikkhu Province, where there is a newly established city of Machu Picchu, and that city belongs to you. Go there and live in peace. You are not allowed to leave your fiefdom."

"Bhikkhu province?" Marg stayed for a long time. It was so difficult for him to find the exact location of the monk province from the vast territory of the empire... It was a real mountain corner, a real poor country, even in the legend. A barren land where wild boars cannot feed.

"So, am I being exiled?" Margot pressed her lips hard.

"You are exiled... set off now. No stopping is allowed on the road. There is a special train waiting for you. It will take you to Tielin County, which is the nearest to the province of Bhikkhu, and then someone will take you to you. Fiefdom."

King Mata XIII patted Marg on the shoulder hard: "Go on the road now, Mary said, you are not allowed to take anything with you."