Chapter 1378 Malus's Conspiracy
Ten minutes later, Clevex, who took off his armor and put on a black tunic, came to the side room of the Blood Blade Palace, and in a black silk dress, Malus, with long curly purple hair hanging around her shoulders, was sitting elegantly on the sofa, sipping the wine in the goblet.
"Ah, beautiful Mrs. Malus, what kind of wind brings you here?"
Clevix walked forward with a smile, and then gently held the other party's hand. With his right hand, he lightly kissed the back of his hand.
Males immediately let out a seductive laugh.
"What else could it be?"
But his next words made Clewix's expression freeze.
“It’s not my cousin who cries to me every day and makes my heart break. Alas, there is also my poor niece. She is still so young and has great years.”
Seeing the other party pretending to wipe his tears with a handkerchief, Clewix's scarred face twitched, then turned around with a cold face and sat down on a chair.
“You’re not just here to ridicule me.”
"How dare I? The famous cursed blade is not something a weak woman like me can fight against."
"Oh, is there anything in Comoros that Mrs. Malus doesn't dare to do?"
“If I have to say it, it really is.”
As she spoke, Malus changed her sitting posture and put her right leg on her left leg. This action made her clothes move involuntarily. It slid back, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, which looked particularly dazzling in the slightly dim room.
"Clevix, I can help you deal with those Thousand Sons, but I hope you can also do me a favor."
"Oh, is that a deal?"
Clevix frowned and thought for a moment. He did not doubt the other party's ability to solve the problem, but because of the lady's reputation, he had to be honest with the other party's truth. The purpose is doubtful.
And there have been rumors about what happened to this woman in the webway when she was exiled by her husband Victor. She would stare at her reflection in the mirror for a long time when no one was around, Then he grinned and snickered, and even suddenly burst into a terrible and wild laughter. If some servants were unfortunate enough to encounter this scene, they would quickly disappear without a sound.
But thinking about his daughter's tragic death, Clewix decided to find out more.
"What do you want me to do? I told you in advance that the time is very sensitive now. It is impossible for us to intervene in the fight between you and Victor. This is also the meaning above, and the believers of the God of Plague There may be new moves at any time. We must guard all the gates of chaos closely and cannot spare any power for you.”
"No, I don't need you to do anything for me. I just want you to pull a string and let me meet someone."
Klewix's brows frowned even more tightly. As a nightmare, he His network of contacts is quite wide, but compared to this lady, they are just a drop in the bucket. How can he be capable when the other party can't even meet him?
“Who?”
Males smiled slightly and said an unexpected name for Jean Clewix.
"Your leader, Drazhar."
"Ah, this-"
Klewix was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
“It’s not like you don’t know that the Archbishop almost never leaves his steeple, and no one can walk in and out alive, not even us. Only his designated messenger can enter and exit safely. I The only guest known to have walked out of there was Victor."
From his words, one can feel the obvious fear, considering his status as the Nightmare Bishop, Drazal's intimidation. Strength can be seen in Comoros.
In fact, Drazal itself is not a name. It means "living sword" in the Eldar language.
Not only is the Executioner-Bishop taller and more agile than other Nightmares, he is also incredibly powerful, with his pair of dual-wielding Cleef Blades able to attack enemies from any direction. He often charges at high speeds across the chaos of the battlefield, leaving his foes dead before they even raise their blade or pull their trigger, leaving those marked as Drazal's prey to do nothing but pray to their gods. Law, because they often only have a few seconds left to live.
Since Drazal suddenly appeared, he has become an integral part of the Nightmare Shrine, but he never speaks, never takes off his helmet and armor, and does not even need to eat And sleep, communication with the outside world only relies on simple head movements, and only the highest-level nightmares can get a slight courtesy response from him.
All the Nightmare Bishops are very suspicious of Drazal, because he never degenerates due to emotional arrogance, and unlike other Nightmare Lords who hide the fire of ambition in their dark hearts, it seems that he is just Just live to kill.
It is for this reason that Drazal is also one of the very few people who is respected by all the consuls in Comoros. No one wants to go against him, and a contract about him Or a promise, which is even more valuable, but so far only Victor, the overlord of Youdu, has signed a contract from Drazal.
Regarding the Nightmare Bishop's nervousness, Malus just responded with a smile, and then said nonchalantly:
"Maybe I am the second one?"
"I can't say that. , but I can't help it-"
"Don't be so talkative, you just need to let me enter his spire, and you don't have to worry about my life or death."
Kleivik. Si thought for a moment and finally said softly:
"Okay, I promise you, but those Thousand Sons-"
"Don't worry, when have I ever violated the many contracts I made with you? I promise, I will send them to you In front of you."
"Okay, when do you want to see him?"
"The sooner the better."
"I will arrange it immediately, you wait for my news. ”
"Okay, I'll leave it to you. I have to go to the arena, so I won't bother you any more."
As he said that, Malus stood up from the chair in a charming way. About to turn around and leave, Clewix behind him suddenly smiled and said:
"By the way, madam, can I ask you something? I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious."
"You said."
"In the upcoming battle, I heard that you sent a newly promoted succubus to fight against Lelys Hespera. What is the origin of your new daughter? He actually has the courage to face the undefeated Queen of the Arena.”
Malus chuckled gracefully, and then replied:
"She, she used to be a dancer in Bayetan."
"Dancer? Are you sure? "
"Of course."
"So you want her to die?"
"It's hard to say. Dancers may sometimes be more deadly than killers, not to mention——"
Males took out the fan from her waist, unfolded it with a flick, and then covered her face Face.
"And no one can tell which side death is on."
After that, she turned around, and with her skirt fluttering, she gracefully walked out of the automatically opened door. The door opened, leaving only the Nightmare Bishop with a confused look behind him.
(End of this chapter)