"Sir Augustine, long time no see. You seem very anxious now. Is it because the food in the Prison of the Dead is not good? If that is the case, Lord Augustine can just ask the guards to prepare your favorite breakfast."
The spiral structure of the Prison of the Dead has a circular observation tower at a high place. This should have been guarded by high-level dark guards around the clock, but today there is no one here.
"I like salmon caviar and medium-rare Anjo steak. It would be best if there is toast and strawberry jam before the meal." Augustine did not look back. He quietly looked at the sun hiding in the clouds.
Said quietly.
"Is that all? I thought you would like the ground turkey and Badin's Alford cheese. I've prepared them for you!" The person behind him curled his lips regretfully.
He lightly snapped his fingers, and the messenger wearing a white uniform and a silver mask slowly pushed the silver dining table up. No one knew how it was transported to the highest point of the Prison of the Undead.
"The doctor at Holy Spirit Mang told me that I can't eat turkey and cheese now. Alas, it's just too much for you to worry about."
Augustine paused and showed a sly smile: "It must be a tiring night to drive from Noli to Danfeng Boluo. Did your father use a steam airship for you?"
"Father? Haha, forget it, you won't understand. My 'father' wants to kill me all the time." The young man said calmly. Augustine finally turned his head and saw the young man.
When he looked away slightly.
Augustine was afraid of those eyes. Compared to the young man's father, his eyes were deeper and more terrifying, like a pool of stagnant water that could turn into a dark sea storm at any time.
"Antoriola, your father just came to see me a few days ago. Why, what's the matter?" Augustine frowned. He always felt very familiar with this Rhine young master. He was so familiar.
Make him afraid.
"We'll talk about many things after Mr. Augustine has finished breakfast..." Ang showed the Rhine family's signature sly smile, "After all, this is your last meal."
"Oh, by the way, enjoy the sun. By this time tomorrow, you won't be able to open your eyes."
It was hard to imagine that Ang could finish such a long speech without a trace of emotion in his voice. He looked at Augustine with a smile. If it hadn't been for him just now, the current scene would have been like recognizing an old friend.
"Is this your decision or that person's decision?" Although Augustine had a premonition, his body still trembled slightly when he heard this.
Ang shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and gave Augustine a "whatever you want" look.
Augustine sneered, and he picked up the fork gracefully, just like an old noble gentleman. His hands did not tremble at all, and he steadily cut the steak handed over by the envoy.
He spread strawberry jam on the bread and cut the soft toast into slices. Augustine didn't feel panic at all. He was enjoying this high-end meal, which was Hell of the Dead oatmeal bread and sour bread.
Milk cannot be compared.
On the side, Antoriola also looked leisurely outside the open-air watchtower. He yawned from time to time, and the messenger stood respectfully behind him.
"Lord Augustine, do you know that my dear 'father' told me a big secret? This is probably the reason why you can eat safely now, right?"
Ang placed the short blazing gun inlaid with noble gold wire on his waist and turned it on his index finger. He spoke in a bored tone with a hint of meaning in his tone.
"Oh? I don't remember what I told your father, but this six-shooter revolver was something I gave to your father. Did he give it to you?" Augustine raised his head with a smile, and he used the gun on his side.
I wiped the corners of my mouth with a tissue and wiped away some jam.
"Really? I don't remember, but this fire blunderbuss has killed many important people, so it doesn't mean I have wronged you, the archbishop."
Ang narrowed his eyes, like a king cobra waiting for an opportunity, feeling a little annoyed at the inaction of its prey.
"You are the lion. I really didn't expect that even your two grandsons would not know this, right?" Ang smiled, with a hint of ferocity in his smile.
"The Rhine family's information is really good. They actually know that Jose and Xiu Dong are my grandsons."
A trace of surprise appeared on Augustine's old face, but there was no shock or fear that Ang expected to see.
Why, isn't he afraid that his two grandsons will be retaliated by the Rhine family? You know, if the Rhine family wants to make the second leader of the heresy arbitration tribunal disappear, although it is not that effortless, it is not impossible.
Ang smiled coldly, a trace of irritation flashed in his eyes. But after a while, he regained his composure.
"It seems that your grandson cannot be compared with your other identity. It's really a headache." Ang scratched his head and narrowed his narrow eyes.
"Who knows? Although I am indeed a lion, I am old. Old lions will always be killed by the new generation of lion kings. This is the unchanging law of the world..."
Augustine spread his hands, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"No, no, no, I'm talking about Leo, you know what I'm talking about. Oh hell, we all know what we're talking about, why do you have to change the topic?"
Ang interrupted Augustine impatiently, waved his hand, and looked at Augustine's still calm expression strangely.
"What is that? Is it a kind of divination? You should ask Xingdong Palace about this. They should be better at this than me."
Augustine raised his eyebrows, and without leaving any trace, he retracted his left hand into his black robe, and moved his fingers like old branches.
"Oh, you are still so good at acting. Don't you know, Horcrux, Horcrux! What is it? Tell me, and I might secretly let you live."
Ang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He "kicked" to Augustine in his long leather boots. Looking at the old man's blank face, he grabbed the other man's collar in annoyance.
"You know, you know! I know you know, stupid Luyu! What is it? A scepter, or a gem? Is it your emblem? No, it can't be the archbishop's crown, right?"
"You shouldn't be so stupid as to put the Horcrux in the crown given by the goddess Nuoxi, right? Oh no, who knows? I will check it out, but you can choose to tell me the immortal thing!"
"Who knows, Horcrux? That's a legendary thing that appears in the story." Augustine looked at the crazy Ang with a mocking look. The elegant gentleman before was replaced by a ferocious twist.
"Yes, good morning, dear Lord Augustine!" Ang stared into Augustine's eyes, and finally, he hissed in pain.
He put down Augustine's body. This old man actually had such a strong body. He blinked and slowly moved away from the former archbishop.
He silently took out the golden musket and aimed it at Augustine's heart. However, his aim was far to the right, and a playful sneer appeared at the corner of Ang's mouth.
"Bang"
The bullet hit Augustine's chest accurately, and the sound of the bullet and muscle tearing was particularly pleasant to Ang's ears, and he even couldn't help humming a ditty.
"You... know..." Augustine spat out a mouthful of blood. He showed such a shocked expression for the first time, while Na Ang looked at the old man whose life was passing by with contempt.
"Yes, I know. Your heart is extremely right-sided. This is what you personally told my 'father'. In order to confirm this news, I went to Holy Spirit Mansion Hospital to check your heart view."
Ang laughed crazily, he finally defeated this old man, what could be more exciting than this!
"I have to say that your confidentiality work is really bad. I used a small amount of strength to crack the code that you thought was unsolvable. Yes, your heart is indeed on the right side..."
"And it's extremely to the right. If you shoot to the left like a normal murderer, there's no way to destroy your heart, right?"
Watching Augustine slowly fall down with his wide eyes filled with disbelief and regret.
"If this is your trump card, all I can say is, it's too bad, Lord Archbishop."
The corner of his mouth curled up, and the waiters on the side immediately gathered around Augustine, intending to dispose of the body.
"Hey, a Horcrux? It's interesting, someone can actually make a Horcrux at the same time as me, but I'm more curious, how do you seal your own soul?"