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The corpse of the war giant is too large, and now this level of metamorphosis pool cannot accommodate it at all. It can only sprinkle the liquid light energy in the metamorphosis pool like a fountain, and then wash its whole body by spraying.

The broken corpse was repaired bit by bit, and its body was transformed into a light element body inch by inch.

This process may have to last for a while. Just as it happened, Wu Hui suddenly received a message from someone in the lower world. He immediately smiled and arranged the game for several days. The good show was about to begin.

Anyway, I am idle in the Kingdom of Light and I am idle, so of course I cannot miss this good show.

With one thought, Wu Hui's main consciousness returned to the body of the mortal world. The whole process was skillful and natural. It was obvious that Wu Hui had become more and more adaptable to this kind of life.

It felt like playing online games on the earth, and he could log in and out at any time, which also made his life gradually become more colorful.

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Light plane, Thorn Fort.

Since losing his master, Thorn Fort has welcomed several groups of guests in the past few days, from the younger brothers and sisters of the same generation of Count Raymond to the elders of the Raymond family, and even relatives with extremely weak blood ties.

These people were handsome and noble on the surface, but in their bones they looked like wolves eating, all staring at the thorns, which was temporarily unowned.

The Thorn Territory is vast, with a total area of ​​more than 30,000 square kilometers. There are mountains, rivers, rivers, and a large number of fertile farmlands in the territory. There are four cities like Lu'an City, and one is larger and more prosperous, and has been operating for hundreds of years. Every day, people are in exchange for people, and taxes alone are a huge amount of money.

Not only that, the Raymond family also has a huge amount of property that ordinary civilians would never dare to imagine, as well as various profit-making livelihoods.

This is an extremely delicious and tempting giant cake. Even if you can't take it all, just chewing it on it is enough to make many people "eat" it all.

The old butler of Thorn Fort was so busy that he was overwhelmed.

On the one hand, the relatives who came were all nobles, and he could not neglect any of them. On the other hand, the title was not decided, and his future was still a fog. He was uneasy, and even tossed and turned at night, unable to fall asleep.

After a few days, the old housekeeper lost weight.

This day.

In the magnificent castle hall, a middle-aged man wearing a dark red noble uniform was sitting on the master seat that should have belonged to the castle owner with a comfortable face.

This middle-aged man looks about fifty years old. Although he is no longer young, he is still full of energy and his carefully maintained skin has not lost its elasticity. His light golden half-length hair was neatly combed neatly and softly attached to the back of his head. His blue-gray eyes are deep and blurry, and he can still see his romantic and elegant appearance when he was young.

"Viss Mars, this is the position that the owner of Thorn Fort can only sit. You..." The old butler of Thorn Fort looked at him with a embarrassed look, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Ha~ Old John, why are you still so old-fashioned?" Viscount Mars glanced at him lightly and smiled indifferently, "My brother is dead, his only designated heir, my poor nephew, has unfortunately died. According to the law of noble inheritance, I am the first heir, and of course the next master of Thorn Castle. I just sit in advance, what's wrong?"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the old housekeeper, but looked around with a picky look.

"My brother's aesthetic is really bad as ever." He frowned in disgust and directed the manpower he brought to start renovating the hall without hesitation.

"The style of this curtain is too old-fashioned and has long been no longer popular now. Only my brother Earl Raymond is still using it. I have replaced it."

"This sofa is too old-fashioned. It's changed."

"This... has changed."

“…changed.”

“…changed.”

That attitude was like giving advice to the country, and he didn't take the old housekeeper seriously at all.

Under his command, one thing and another were replaced. After a while, the castle hall was beyond recognition.

The servants and servants in the castle watched Viscount Mars's men mess around in the castle, and they were anxious and angry, and frequently looked at the housekeeper.

The old housekeeper was also so angry that his face turned red and his whole body was trembling.

However, as a housekeeper, he was just a servant of the Raymond family. When Count Raymond was there, he naturally didn't have to be afraid of Viscount Mars, but now... no matter how much resentment he felt in his heart, he could not cause it.

He waved his hands to the servants and servants, and the old butler took a deep breath to suppress his anger, trying his best to persuade Viscount Mars.

However, before he could speak, another sound floated down the stairs.

"Mars, Mars, you're so impatient? Are you not afraid of not taking the throne of the Count in the end, and you're laughing at me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in blonde hair and blue eyes walked down the stairs.

Compared with Viscount Mars, the middle-aged man is obviously much younger, about forty years old. The lines and outlines of his face are very similar to Viscount Mars, but his deep eyes are blue and transparent, as if he has brushed away the clouds, giving people a more comfortable feeling.

However, what impressed people more than his appearance was his temperament.

He did not wear the aristocratic clothes that the nobles often wore, but instead wore a knight suit. He looked very upright and had aristocratic style, elegant and noble.

Seeing him, the old housekeeper's eyes lit up slightly, and he saluted him with a reserved and respectful look: "Master Viscount Norman."

"Uncle John doesn't have to be polite."

Viscount Norman nodded slightly to the old housekeeper with a gentle attitude, then waved his hand, and the servant behind him immediately stepped down the stairs quickly, preventing Viscount Mars from changing things.

Viscount Mars didn't stop him, but just looked at Viscount Norman with a cold look, with a smile on his face: "My good brother, you were not so polite to Old John before. What? If you want to win his support, do you want to show your demeanor of a level 4 knight? What a pity, you won't get the right to inherit with these alone."

"Those alone are indeed not enough. After all, you have married the daughter of the Earl Carlos family~" Viscount Norman raised his eyebrows. Not only did he not get angry because of Mars' sarcasm, he showed a subtle smile, "But this time, I may disappoint my brother."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked behind him, and the smile on his face suddenly deepened: "Do you think it's Mr. Andre?"

It was not until this time that Viscount Mars noticed that there was still a person standing behind Viscount Norman.

The figure was slightly shorter than Viscount Norman, but his figure was particularly thick and strong, his body was tangled with muscles, his arms were almost as thick as those of ordinary people, and his face was covered with a dark red beard, which gave people an extremely solid and heavy feeling.

Not only that, behind the man, there was a huge shield that was almost a person tall on his back. The shield was thick and heavy, with a cold black light on the surface. Just looking at the appearance, it seemed that people could feel the powerful defense.

This person, isn’t this person the level 6 sub-saint around his brother, Andre O’Neal?

Viscount Mars was shocked and stood up from the sofa: "Mr. Andre, aren't you in the barracks? What, how could it be..."

"Of course I invited Mr. Andre back." Viscount Norman smiled badly, "After all, the change of earl's title is a major issue related to the entire Thorn Leadership. If the heir is an incompetent playboy who does not work for production and only makes a fortune, he will also be very troubled."

Hearing this, Andre O'Neill nodded slightly with a serious expression: "Vissue Norman is right. Old Earl Raymond treats me well. I can't watch the property he left behind be squandered by others."

As he said that, his dark brown eyes glanced at Viscount Mars and then withdrew his gaze.

It is obvious that in his eyes, Viscount Mars is the one who is not good at production and only loses his fortune. As for Viscount Norman, he has excellent talent and hard practice. His viscount leader is also very good at managing and is even more elegant in character. Even when treating civilians, he is the heir to the title he favors.

Viscount Mars's face turned red with anger.

In normal times, if Norman dared to ridicule him, he would have been unable to help but have a long time ago. However, at this moment, what he cared more about than the ridicule of the two was that Andre O'Neal chose to support Norman.

Andre O'Neal is the sub-saint-level powerhouse who is as famous as the flamewalker Edmund. The two of them defend and attack, and are the strongest aces in the hands of Earl Raymond.

Now that the Fire Walker dies, Andre O'Neal becomes the only sub-saint-level powerhouse under the Raymond family, and is also the actual controller of the Knights of Thorns. His status and weight are not comparable to that of his viscount who has only the name of his heir but does not have much real power.

Norman received Andre's support, and the balance of victory tilted half toward him. If he wanted to get a title, he might...

Viscount Mars clenched his fists, his face getting ugly.

The old housekeeper looked at the expression on Viscount Mars's face, and his face remained silent, but he felt very happy.

Mars relied on his heir and did not take him seriously at all. Now, he was retribution.

"Oh~ so lively? It seems that I'm coming at the right time~"

Suddenly, a lazy male voice came from the door.

Everyone in the hall was shocked and turned their heads to look. They saw three people walking over in the corridor outside the door under the guidance of the male servant.

These three men and two men and one woman, and walking in front was a young man wearing bright red aristocratic clothes.

He had delicate facial features and a pair of green eyes that looked like emeralds, and his long flowing golden hair was draped behind him. He only tied it loosely with a tie at the end. His aristocratic demeanor showed his charm and suave style.

Walking beside him was a young man with black hair and black eyes. He was wearing a luxurious robe with white gold edges. The short hair on his head was left with only a short span, and he looked a bit unique, but he had a high demeanor while walking, with a majestic temperament and extraordinary style.

Behind the black-haired young man, a woman was followed.

The woman was wearing a red slit long skirt, and her already convex figure was outlined more and more. Her chestnut-colored curly hair was dispersed to the back of her waist. She looked a little lazy and couldn't lift her energy, and she was far behind the two of them.

However, her shimmering peach blossom eyes seemed to be seductive, and with her lazy expression, she was so charming and enchanting.

These three people have their own characteristics, and each one is a noticeable existence. Now that the three of them walk together, they are like walking luminous bodies. For a moment, everyone in the hall couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

However, the next moment, someone recognized the young man in the lead.

"Master Black."

The old housekeeper reacted first and bent down to salute him.

It turns out that these three people are Blake, Wu Hui, and the beautiful boss Liliana.

"Blake Litton." Viscount Norman narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. "What are you here for? Could it be that you, an illegitimate son, still want to covet the title of Earl?"

Faced with such a fierce questioning, Wu Hui was also a little moved. Whether it was the earth or the other world, the people who fought for power were the same.

Unfortunately, these confident guys didn't know that everything was just making wedding clothes for him, Wu Hui.

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