"Belinda Sinai and Coulon?"

The man and the woman in front of him were kneeling respectfully on the soft bed, lowering their heads, and no one dared to say anything more to the weird man wearing a mask in front of him.

Just two minutes ago, the young man snatched the fallen sword of the Baron's daughter and waved it to the masked monster, but he didn't even see how the other party was moving. The cold sword edge pressed against his throat, and his sword fell into the other party's hands.

This made the two clearly know how big the gap in strength between the two sides was. Now that the other party did not intend to hurt them on their own initiative, they naturally obediently obediently.

After all, no one can save them on this high tower.

Cyril looked quietly at the two people in front of him through the mask. The man was very ordinary, as if the baron's daughter had secretly inserted into the guards of the manor in order to have an affair. It was just that the children of ordinary families in the town would not have any effect directly killing them.

The daughter of the Baron who was somewhat beautiful, young and beautiful, and made-up, Belinda Sinai, was the only daughter of the Baron, but she was not favored by the Baron at all. Because she was neglected by her father, Belinda had a lot of resentment in her heart, and finally she vented all of them on the offspring of the common people.

The breakthrough was naturally on the baron's daughter. Cyril sat on the table and thought for a while, continued to suppress his voice, and said in another relatively neutral voice:

"You have recognized the wrong person, I am not a member of Baron Sinai."

He clearly felt that both of them were relaxed and seemed to have a long breath, so he continued:

"I want to know, Miss Sinai--"

"Don't call my last name, I hate this last name." Belinda suddenly raised her head and said resentful.

"Well, Belinda," Cyril continued, "I want to know, what you think of your father."

"Father? That man? I wish he died soon! He is a weird person! He is inexplicable all day long, and I even suspect that he is not my father at all--"

Belinda's voice became louder and louder, but her voice came to an abrupt end - because the weird guy in front of her suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, which made her subconsciously stop her speech.

Then she heard the magnetic voice chanting softly: "What would you do if I said, I had the exact evidence to prove that your father was not your father?"

She felt her breathing suddenly stop, and then pinched the hem of her skirt tightly. She stood up and walked back and forth for two steps. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. Then she grabbed the sword that fell to the ground, and her hands trembled, but she suddenly stabbed into the chest of the young man beside her.

Curlun had only time to grab the blade with his hands, but he was just a flowery stand. He was not afraid of it and was penetrated by the long sword on the spot. He widened his eyes and watched Belinda's plump breasts move rapidly in front of him. The girl gasped and suddenly lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead, then pushed him hard and overthrew on the bedding.

Then she wiped her blood-stained hands on the bedding twice, then lifted up the hem of her skirt, exposed her legs in Cyril's sight, and shouted in a hurry and crazy manner:

"Hurry, tell me, you can do whatever you want!"

Cyril looked at all that she had done, stood up silently and looked at the young man who was lying on the bedding.

Coulun was still open, but his breathing was cut off.

He casually wrapped the poor, considered toy-like young man in bed, threw it aside, and then walked back to the window.

The night wind blew his mask, and there was a rustling sound in his ears.

“I’m from Solconan.”

"I want you to tell me about the Baron first, and tell me all the suspicious places. After this, I will prove to you that he is not your father."

Belinda let go of her skirt behind him and knelt down on one knee furiously: "I'm willing to serve you, I'll tell you everything I know."

"Four years ago, my father left the town to participate in the autumn hunting in Derek Province. When he came back, he became different. He became mysterious. Although he did a lot of things to the town, he was very strange."

"And more importantly, he brought back a woman... No, I think I should call her a girl--in fact, she did nothing wrong, really, if it weren't for her father--ah, he was not my father, that man poured all his love on her, I think I would like her very much."

"She? What is her name."

"Neora, Nerora Sinai."

"Tell me more about her."

"Yes, sir." Belinda gritted her teeth, and was a little angry when she mentioned the name, but continued: "When she came, she looked about the same age as me, but she didn't know anything and couldn't even walk. At that time, I thought that man was my father. He changed her shoes with his own hands every day and walked back and forth in the manor with her on his back-and-"

"Oh my God, such a big man, I have to carry him on my back, so I won't be impatient!"

Cyril under the mask frowned. The prop of the Origin Heart of the World was dropped when the "Grey God Sacrifice" was killed, but this prop seemed to have been placed on someone before, and there was a clue pointing to a woman—

If that's right, it should be this Nerora Sinai.

“Continue.”

"She stays in the room most of the time every day. I have secretly seen it. The whole room is filled with pungent medicine. I even suspect that her figure is filled with medicine."

"The smell of medicine?"

"Yes, I began to doubt it from then on, because these potions were prepared by that man, but my father didn't understand pharmacy at all. He was just an ordinary baron who liked to ride horses and hunt..."

"Where is the cellar?"

"Cellar? I don't know about this. It is strictly prohibited from approaching. Once I wanted to get close, I was scared away with a mask. People like you..."

"I understand." Cyril said, reaching out to get the body wrapped in bedding, but Belinda shouted in time: "Sir, leave this to me, I will handle it!"

Cyril nodded. He thought for a moment, took out a short crossbow arrow from his arms and handed it to Belinda.

"If you need anything, you can put the crossbow arrow at the door of the Xicheng Tavern, I will come."

The girl standing by the bed held the corner of her skirt in one hand, feeling a little lost on her face, and then she stuffed the crossbow arrow tightly into her chest.

Cyril did not look back and quickly walked out of the window, followed the wall and quickly walked down the tower, then headed towards Nerora Sinai's room as Belinda said.
Chapter completed!