However, Marquis Avon was willing to do anything to survive.
He only saw Earl Edson smiling, and thought that Edson's cold heart was loosened.
Immediately, Marquis Evan rubbed his knees against the ground, crawled forward two extremely humble steps, climbed to Earl Edson's legs, grabbed Earl Edson's legs with both hands, and said overjoyed: "Earl, you
Just kill all these people and silence them all!"
He raised his hand and pointed at the nobles who had fun with him day and night. He was overjoyed: "As long as they are all dead, no one will know! And of course your men will not say anything.
Out, right? Your Majesty Earl... Earl Edson, just say this, if you let me go, everything I have will be given to you! All the gold and silver treasures, all the beauties, all the house titles, and you
I have the list of officials who colluded with the third prince, I have it, and I will give it all to you, as long as you let me live!"
Suddenly, curses rang out from the living room.
The nobles, maids, and lovers who were originally too scared to speak, and who were afraid of the power of Marquis Avon, all forgot their fear after Marquis Avon's despicable words, and angrily scolded him.
"Marquis Evan, you are truly the most dishonorable man, you are trash!"
"Shameless villain, betraying your trust and betraying your friends, you are so unloyal!"
"You bastard, we don't want to die. You, the culprit, should be the one who dies!"
A nobleman grabbed the clothes on the carpet, covered his naked body, and crawled over on his knees.
"Don't listen to him, Lord Earl, we are the ones who were wronged, we don't know anything... We were implicated by him, you should kill him!"
He pointed at Marquis Avon angrily.
"This damn fat pig is the instigator. He should be punished along with the third prince. Whatever the consequences of treason, he should receive the same fate!"
All the other men and women also started shouting.
"Yes, Lord Earl, please have mercy. We are all wronged. If you want to kill, just kill Marquis Evan... No, just this rebellious and treacherous traitor!"
"Lord Earl, we don't know anything..."
"My lord, he is the one who deserves to die the most. You must not listen to him..."
"Lord Earl, I also have money. I will give you my gold, silver, jewelry, and the manor..."
The hint of mockery on the corner of Earl Edson's lips was even deeper. He sneered as he watched these people chatter and bite each other.
Then, he raised his leg and kicked away Marquis Evan who was about to fight with the nobles.
"Take them all out, leaving no one behind."
The cold command came from his thin lips, and everyone present fell silent.
After a brief silence, there was a cry for mercy.
The stern-faced man in black frowned, put his musket on his shoulder, and pointed it at the men and women who refused to take their time. Finally, under the black muzzle of the gun, all the noise stopped.
These disheveled nobles, lovers, and maids... were all escorted out of the hall, forced to form a circle, and stand in the courtyard of the manor.
And dozens of men in black formed an encirclement, surrounding them inside, with black guns pointed at them.
At this time, a man in black pushed a woman in a black robe out of the room, frowning and pointing a gun at her as he walked away.
The woman in black robe was pushed into the courtyard, tripped and fell down.
At this time, a scream of "aiming" came from her arms. It turned out that she was holding a cat in her arms.
Lord Earl Edson walked up to her, and the woman in black robe who fell to the ground raised her head.
I saw that she was extremely thin, and the two hands holding the cat tightly were so skinny that you could feel the bones through her clothes.
On her face, which was so pale that there was no trace of blood, her two eyes were grey-blue, extremely large, and had a feeling like a cat in her arms, which was indescribably mysterious.
Reflecting her pointed chin, these eyes gave people an eerie feeling. Especially when she raised her eyes to look at Earl Edson, revealing a sneer that looked like a mockery.
The cat in her arms huddled in her black robe and meowed again, this time more urgently and hastily, sounding very uneasy.
Earl Edson lowered his head slightly, glanced at the cat in her arms, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Black Cat."
Then, he turned around and smiled at Marquis Evan, who was being pointed at a gun like the others and standing trembling in the encirclement.
"Raising a witch from Gypsy, right?"
He raised his arms casually, and the wind blew loudly, waving his black cloak.
He was smiling, whether it was really sincere or not, at least his handsome face seemed to rarely smile like this.
"Colluding with the devil, this is your crime alone."
However, at this moment, a hoarse voice came from the mouth of the gypsy witch who fell to the ground.
"Devil... Count Edson, you are the devil..."
Her voice was extremely ugly, as rough and hoarse as an owl, and it sounded eerie. What Evan liked most was young and beautiful women. For such an ugly and dry woman, if she hadn't been able to tell fortunes, he would have
I won't keep her by my side.
At least, after experiencing several incidents, it was proved that she was not just in name, but actually had some abilities.
Relying on her, he also eliminated many enemies.
I just didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of Earl Edson today.
Not only him, but the witch herself is going to die.
When Marquis Avon saw her, he gritted his teeth with hatred and wanted to ask her why she couldn't count this moment? She couldn't count, could she? Didn't she think that their lives would be lost here?
"What did you say?"
The words of the black-robed witch made Earl Edson's eyes suddenly turn cold. He turned around and looked coldly at the black-robed witch sitting on the ground.
"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me." The witch laughed loudly, with a more mocking and vicious look on her thin face, "Isn't it right? Dear Lord Edson!"
Earl Edson looked at her coldly, his handsome face expressionless.
He didn't speak, the two of them just looked at each other.
Confronted.
This is the only woman who dares to look directly at Earl Edson.
She was also the only woman who dared to look at Earl Edson with such vicious eyes.
Suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared on Earl Edson's handsome and cold face.
"You, you are..."
He looked at the thin witch in black robe on the ground and frowned slightly, her handsome face seemed uncertain: "Could it be that you are..."
The black-robed witch hugged the black cat tightly in her arms, suddenly raised her head and burst out laughing.
"Lord Earl Edson, you finally remembered."
She looked at Lord Edson fiercely: "I am the humble maid who was expelled and reduced to this situation after being rejected by you. Have you finally remembered?"
Earl Edson frowned even more.
The black-robed witch in front of him stared at him with such viciousness and resentment.
The scene from that year appeared before his eyes:
In the dead of night, the charming maid from a foreign country walked gently behind him in the study, who was reading under the lamp, and wanted to help him take off his clothes, but he pushed her away with an indifferent hand.
Then, unwilling to give in, she hugged his waist tightly from behind.
"Your Majesty, I have fallen deeply in love with you for a long time. It is for you that I left my family and came to your house to be your maid, just to be close to you."
Earl Edson frowned slightly.
At that time, under the light, his face was deep and handsome, but it was exactly the same as now, without any trace of human emotion or warmth.
"I don't dare to ask you to marry me. As long as you accept me, I am willing to be your lover..."
The charming maid hugged him, pressed her face tightly against his back, and murmured to him tenderly.
However, Earl Edson was completely unmoved and pushed her away again.
In the British aristocracy of more than ten centuries, although every aristocrat had countless lovers, they could also have their hands on the maids around them, as well as all the young and beautiful women they could meet.
And Earl Edson has always been an outlier.
He didn't have any women, and even the charming maid who came to his door, he pushed away indifferently, not like an ordinary man at all.
Not only that, in order to avoid future troubles, he expelled her from the Earl's Mansion.
He doesn't know what happened after that... To him, this was such a trivial thing.
It was simply not worth his while to pay attention to where the maid would end up and what she would do after being driven away.
He even forgot to ask her if her hometown was from the famous land of witches.
The black-robed witch in front of her was as dry as a dried tree branch, as ugly as a dying old woman, and her voice was as ugly as a crow.
However, she stared at him with eyes full of resentment, which seemed to remind him of the time when the maid was driven away, shouting to him at the top of her lungs: "My lord, do you really not like me at all? Earl?"
, you will regret it!”
The moment she was dragged away, she had the same resentful look in her eyes.
However, in my vague memory, the maid looked very charming, completely different from the wizened and thin vicious black-robed witch in front of me.
The only thing that made him feel familiar and confused was her dry face and her big gray-blue eyes.