Tonight, the Bonaparte family's Iris Manor was extremely lively.

There is an endless stream of guests.

There are Gaulese local dignitaries.

But more of them are ancient nobles and capitals from all over Europe.

Regarding these uninvited guests, the Bonaparte family showed a broad mind and was not annoyed by their uninvited guests.

Many of these more than one hundred guests came from ancient families comparable to the Bonaparte family.

even.

Some are ancient forces that even the Bonaparte family cannot provoke.

How to arrange them has become a very important issue.

With so many people, we can't just leave them there, right?

But it is also unrealistic to receive everyone one by one.

Let’s not talk about how much energy it takes to expend so many people. Just talk about so many forces. Whoever you receive first and who you receive last are things that may offend people.

The Bonaparte family has been able to develop to this point. Although it has offended many people, it has made more friends.

For this reason, the Bonaparte family had to temporarily hold a small dinner party to deal with these uninvited guests.

Because the current head of the Bonaparte family, Ellen Bonaparte, was taking elixirs, it was definitely impossible to show up. Therefore, the person in charge of receiving the guests was the heir to the Bonaparte family, Porter Napoleon.

Porter said he was the heir, but he was already over fifty years old.

He also had an older brother, but he died of illness six years ago.

At the banquet.

The palace is magnificent.

The huge pure natural crystal lamp refracted the soft light to every corner of the banquet, bringing light to the spacious hall. It reflected on the golden ornaments, reflecting the bright gold of wealth and glory.

More than a hundred people enjoyed a sumptuous dinner prepared by the Bonaparte family and expensive wine in the spacious hall.

Next to my ears is the gentle and elegant sound of piano.

Underfoot is a pure handmade wool blanket from the Middle East.

However, all of these are not able to attract these customers.

They gathered together in twos and threes, mostly discussing the same thing.

"I heard that the head of the Bonaparte family doesn't have much time left. I don't know if this news is true."

"Yes, this matter is not a secret. As early as half a year ago, the Bonaparte family was conducting a handover ceremony for the heir, and many properties have been handed over to the heir."

"I met the head of the Bonaparte family three months ago. His condition was really bad. His body was so thin that almost no flesh could be seen. He looked like a skeleton in human skin. His eyes were dull and without aura, and his hair had almost fallen out. It was very bad.

It's hard to imagine what kind of pain it is. If I am like this in the future, I would rather leave this world as soon as possible."

"The situation of the owner of the Bonaparte family is that his body function is failing, just like a machine that is about to be scrapped. Wanting to replace parts and restore the machine to operating status without damaging it is not something that modern technology can do."

"Shh, keep your voice down, do you see those two people over there, next to the third window?"

"What's wrong with them? They look ordinary."

"Idiot, they are not ordinary. Did you notice the logo on their sleeves?"

"That's... an oak tree growing in the cross. They are Episcopalians on which the sun never sets."

"Hiss, the Anglican Church, where the sun never sets, they're actually here too."

"Keep your voice down. I heard that there are mysterious wizards in the Anglican Church. I don't know if it's true."

not far away.

Two representatives of the Anglican Church stood by the window, their eyes scanning the many guests in the living room.

One male and one female.

The man is wearing a white suit and is about thirty years old.

His appearance is not handsome, but his face is resolute, and his pair of blue eyes are like the deep sea, which has a special magic power.

Wearing suits and ties does not look like a church member at all.

The woman is wearing a purple evening dress and is also about thirty years old.

She has a graceful figure and long wavy chestnut hair.

Graceful, enchanting and charming.

This completely different temperament was perfectly unified in her body, making her look like a goddess from heaven and a succubus from hell.

Every frown and every smile attracts attention.

"What do you think?"

The beauty has a smile on her lips and a soft voice.

"Hard to say."

The man's brows were furrowed, and a pair of eyes as blue as the deep sea flashed with dull white light, as if he could see through the wall and see an infinitely distant space.

"Oh, it's hard to tell?"

"This is not the way Death Reaper speaks."

The beauty's lips curled up slightly, and she teased with a smile.

Death's Scythe, the most feared warrior of the Anglican Inquisition. No one who is targeted by Death's Scythe can survive by chance.

not a single one.

It was his unparalleled record of zero failures that earned him the title of Death Reaper.

It means the sickle of death, the god of death that can harvest all life.

As for the name, it is no longer important to them.

Because from the day they joined the Anglican Adjudication Office, they no longer needed names. At different times and in different places, they would be assigned different names until the moment they were needed to take action.

Reaper of Souls did not respond immediately.

The Anglican Guild also participated in this trade fair and received two strengthening pills.

The person who takes it is the Death Scythe.

After a short silence, Death's Scythe whispered.

"The effect of the elixir of friendship is very strong, but the situation of the head of the Bonaparte family is too bad. Last year, he asked our Anglican Church to renew his life, but his body is now like a reservoir that has been drained, and it is no longer a holy magic.

Problems that can be solved with magic. If you want to extend his life, you almost need to reshape your body."

Having said this, Death Scythe shook his head slightly.

Since ancient times, there have been only a handful of saints who can reshape the physical realm.

Putting aside the fact that there are no saints in the Anglican Church, even if there were, it would be impossible to ask a saint to reshape his body for the Bonaparte family leader.

"I've heard about this."

"I didn't expect that they also participated in Jiaoren's auction, and secretly took the lead in creating such a large-scale formation of the Star Alliance."

"At this trade fair, the dealer only auctioned three life-prolonging elixirs. The other two have been sent to the research institute by the United States and Russia for analysis. No one has the chance to enjoy them. The one in the hands of the Bonaparte family is the one that is available on the market.

It’s the only one circulating online, so it’s no wonder so many people want to know the situation.”

The beauty's beautiful eyes are like the bright moon, shining on the many guests in the hall.

Since ancient times, who has not been in awe of death.

"You have taken Strengthening Pill, and you are more familiar with the effect of Jiaoren Lingdan. Do you think the Life-Prolonging Pill will be effective?"

The beauty's bright eyes turned sideways, showing curiosity.

Death Scythe considered.

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't."

"Although the Strengthening Pill is effective, it is not a rare thing. Our Anglican Church also has similar methods, but prolonging life, reshaping the body, and rejuvenating people are things that only gods can do."

The beauty was silent.

Prolong life and reshape the body.

This is indeed the power of the gods.

But since the person you met has already appeared, there may not be an ancient god behind him.

Regarding the records of ancient gods, the Anglican Church has some secret documents that have not been made public. They contain a lot of information, many of which are called gods.

And those existences are all creatures that have been confirmed by the Anglican Church and are certain to exist.

At least it once existed.

Thinking of the unpredictable ghosts and ghosts in Poseidon's kingdom, the beauty changed the topic and considered: "The Vatican seems to have found clues about angels recently. Is it possible that they have found traces of Yin Tianyuan."
To be continued...