Chapter 36 As You Expected

What happens when the 'Ritual Call' fails?

It is clearly written in the book given by the old sergeant, most of them will be eaten as sacrifices, and the rest will be even worse... They will be controlled and played with by the summoned monsters.

Create more damage!

or……

Be the monster itself!

Thinking of this, Jason walked towards Gerald without hesitation.

Seeing the seriousness on Jason's face, Gerald immediately asked:

"What's the matter, Jason?"

"It's still a question about 'Ritual Summoning'."

"if!"

"The 'Ritual Call' failed, what will happen?"

Jason asked in a low voice.

There was no direct statement, but Jason believed Gerald would guess what he was going to say.

Sure enough, Gerald reacted quickly after being taken aback for a moment.

"You mean..."

"Everyone go back to Durham Street!"

shouted the master of the Hans harbour.

...

"Be patient with some sisters."

"111 Durham Street, coming soon."

"When you get there, you can get out of control."

Barney Clark said softly to Carol Clark who was sitting opposite.

The son of the grand duke who had just fainted with blood, his face was still pale, especially the residual powder, which made his face look even more bloodless, but it was much stronger than the opposite Carol Cara.

The fiancée of Gerrard was slumped in the chair opposite, not only was there no blood on his face, but there was no blood on the exposed skin, and it looked like a corpse that had been drenched in blood.

But, there is still breathing.

However, what he breathed was not hot air, but a hint of cold air.

It turned the supposedly stuffy carriage into autumn and winter.

It seemed that she heard Barney Carat's voice, Carroll Carat's eyebrows trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up, but the next moment, a layer of fine scales appeared on Carroll Carat's face.

Let the beautiful daughter of the grand duke have a strange feeling.

Then, the daughter of the Grand Duke opened her eyes.

The circular pupil looked at Barney Carat.

The gentle face of the Grand Duke's son immediately turned into resentment.

"Get back!"

"Don't occupy my sister's body."

The prince's son growled.

"Ah."

"What does it matter?"

"What am I not really going to do?"

The hoarse voice gave people a smooth feeling, which was very uncomfortable, as if touching the scales of a fish.

"Kill Bitos!"

"Kill Raul!"

"And killing Amy!"

"Isn't this what you did?"

The Grand Duke's son was breathing rapidly, resisting the urge to draw his sword and kill the opponent.

"That's not my fault!"

"It's their fault!"

"An opportunistic

Want to deceive me, another..."

"Ha ha."

After a chuckle, the strange daughter of the grand duke started to do it. 'She' looked at the scenery on both sides and couldn't help showing a satisfied look.

111 Durham Street!

'She' finally got the invitation to 'enter'.

No more random intrusions.

and……

The person she had been looking forward to for a long time finally returned here.

that is really good!

"She" couldn't help but smile.

"You promised me!"

"When you actually enter '111 Durham Street', you leave my sister's body."

The prince's son emphasized.

"certainly!"

"I'll keep my word!"

'She' stretched her waist lazily, and instinctively raised her palm to raise the chin of the son of the Grand Duke, but, as if thinking of something, 'she' retracted her palm.

"I forgot, you are my brother."

'She' smiled coquettishly.

"I'm not your brother!"

"My sister is Carol Clarke!"

"It's not you!"

The Grand Duke's son held the hilt in his hand and said word by word.

"Is there any difference?"

"I found a lot of interesting things in her head."

"Brother~"

The voice of 'she' was deliberately lengthened, and the grand duke's son's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his angry eyes stared straight at him, but after a while, his sword-holding hand fell straight down.

This is his sister.

Not a monster.

He couldn't do it.

Not only can't make a move, but also have to cooperate with each other everywhere, hoping that the other party will leave his sister's body.

upset.

remorse.

Intertwined with each other, the body of the son of the grand duke trembled.

And 'she'?

Jiao's laughter grew louder.

...

The Hans Harbor Guard escorted a quaint carriage through the suburban forest road and entered the Hans Harbor.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The sudden news in the afternoon made all the guards nervous.

Someone was murdered at 111 Durham Street.

Also a relative of Lord Gerald.

And, tomorrow is Gerald's wedding.

After everything is put together, it is the individual who can feel the unusualness.

In addition, at noon, the conflict between Lord Gerald and the 'Renaissance Society' made every guard to be more vigilant on the way.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

All the guards firmly believed that in Hans Harbor, no one would take action on the convoy.

because……

Lord Gerald Hans is here.

Wheel, wheel.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the driver who drove the carriage controlled the carriage very well. The carriage was stable and did not shake at all.

Inside the carriage, there was an old woman dressed in plain clothes. She didn't have any extra accessories on her body, and her skirt was also a sarong, but she had the unique momentum of a superior.

Even Lid, the old butler of Gerrard, chose to bow his head in the face of this momentum.

After all, before Gerrard really grew up, the man in front of him had been the helmsman of Hans Harbour for more than fifteen years.

Even in the eyes of some insiders.

This is still the head of the Hans harbour.

Reed is one of those insiders.

After quietly coming to the carriage, the old housekeeper Lid got down on one knee.

"Mother."

Reid touched the old woman's toes with his forehead.

"Is Lily's child here?"

The old woman didn't lower her head, and gave her a light glance.

"coming."

"Excellent young man, just like Lord Gerrard."

"It's just that the choice of female companions is a little bit poor. That Miss Denise is not suitable to be a good wife."

Lid said truthfully.

"That's Jason's choice too."

"I respect his choice."

"What he needs, as much as possible, I owe him."

When the old woman mentioned Jason's name, her serious face softened a little.

However, it was fleeting.

The next moment, the old woman asked slowly.

"What about 'Swallow Castle'?"

When asked about the appropriateness of this sentence, the old woman's eyes flashed with icy chills.

Like the wind from the extreme north, it froze the bone marrow.

The old housekeeper Lid lowered his head even lower.

However, the sound was still clear.

"Everything is as you expected."