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Chapter six hundred and ninety sixth tyrant messenger

Yes, Katerina could not admit her mistake, even though she was separated by a layer of mask.

The graceful girl who danced with Geno on the dance floor was definitely her sister Casiopea. She even ruled out the possibility that this was the black rose leader's disguise at the first time.

What's going on?

Didn't Cassiopeia be killed? Those charred snake skins were the snake sheds that she fell when she turned back into human form? The murderer became their sister's benefactors?

Now her thinking is as chaotic as when she sees her sister becoming a monster. She has no opinion at all. She needs someone to tell her what's going on.

Casiopeya, who was in the middle of the dance floor, looked at each other affectionately, and held hands together, feeling the arms of the strong arms on her slender waist, and actively approached her body to cater to his dance steps. Even though she saw the nothingness deep in the other person's pupils, she still felt a sweet feeling.

She was surprised when she received the invitation, and was excited when she put on the dress. She didn't expect that the person in front of her would prepare such a big gift for her ingenious way, and celebrate her transformation with the heroine of a grand dance and announce her return to everyone.

That's what she wanted, Jeno clearly understood her preferences and gave her what she thought was the best food.

At this moment, she had no time to care about other people. Even the sister who was with her day and night was forgotten by her. When she looked at the handsome face in her eyes, she was not a false heartbeat for the first time, and her eyes became confused.

But Geno was in a state of turmoil, and he just danced properly. He didn't say to Casiopea until the end: "I'm leaving, find a way to hold your sister."

This made Casiopea's dance steps stagnate, but fortunately it was resolved by Geno.

After the dance, the two received a lot of applause, and Katerina finally made up her mind.

Whether Jeno hurts her sister or not, it is an indisputable fact that his attempt to assassinate Svein, and all those who attempt to disrupt politics will be crushed.

After dancing, Geno separated from his partner. Katerina watched the target leave her sister without any nostalgia, and immediately set off to follow her, like a long-lost cheetah staring at the outlier antelope.

But just as she set off, Geno's dance partner walked towards her and stretched out his hand to her. The white gloves wrapped their delicate skin, and the slender fingers showed extraordinary elegance.

"Come on, Katerina, let's dance."

The eyes of the people around her gathered over, and the gaze under the mask seemed to imprison Caterina's gaze. She could not refuse such a invitation, nor could she be distracted to see where the target was. She reached out and walked into the center of the dance floor together, and was skillfully led by the other party to take the dance steps. She reached out and walked into the center of the dance floor together, and was skillfully led by the other party to take the dance steps.

"Sister, is it really you?" When she heard the other person's voice, she became more and more sure that the other person was her sister Casiopea, but she didn't know why Casiopea didn't show her true face.

"Don't talk, concentrate on dancing, and don't worry about what happens next." Casiopea didn't answer her question, because everything she knew would change drastically after tonight.

Geno walked out of the dance hall alone, and Elise saw this scene, controlling four spider legs to climb along the bricks and tiles of the roof to the dark eaves.

She had never been so nervous, even when her despicable throat reached her with a huge poisonous fang.

But she had no choice but to do what Lefran and Jeno said.

She swept across the undulating roof, following Jeno until he came to an uninhabited corner.

Seeing the target's unprepared appearance, she was still worried about what kind of trap was waiting for her. Unconsciously, she had a subconscious fear of Geno, and spiders were also afraid of carnivorous plants.

But some people may be looking at her somewhere. Thinking that this was an opportunity to show loyalty to Leflan, as Geno said, she could no longer resist the temptation and rushed from the eaves toward the target.

With her height advantage, she threw Geno, who was caught off guard, to the ground, and then took advantage of the other party's reaction to pierce the poisonous fangs into his neck and injected vicious venom into his arteries.

Her limbs and four spider legs hugged Geno desperately, and tried her best to suppress his struggle until she squandered the stored venom, until the prey in her arms gradually lost the breath of life.

it's over.

Elise had such an idea, and she finally didn't have to live under surveillance all the time. But then a terrifying idea emerged. If Geno's body died, would his will live in his body forever?

Elise quickly drove this terrible thought out of his mind, then stood up with his hands on the ground, took off his burqa on his body and covered the body, preparing to drag him to the garden to hide.

At this point, she still couldn't understand Geno's intention. Was he going to completely destroy the relationship between Vladimir and Levlan when he killed him in Mortola Manor? But it would be too much to use death as a cost?

"Goodly done, Elise."

As soon as Elise took off her burqa and showed a terrifying look, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

She almost thought it was Geno's ghost talking to her, but when she saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, she breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace.

"Ms. Pale." Elise nodded to Levlan who appeared out of thin air.

Leflan never showed her true face in front of outsiders, but this time it was different. Apart from Elise, who was not an outsider, there was only one dead person at the scene.

She walked over with a silver staff, with a black cloak with a bottom-length gold-edged cloak, her short purple hair was surrounded by the collar, and the inverted triangle golden crown in front of her forehead was decorated with a beautiful ruby.

Elise looked at her, and she looked at the corpse on the ground with her amber eyes, and dark tears stretched out from her dark eye makeup, which looked extremely conspicuous in contrast to her pale skin.

"Do you know why he deserves to die?" Lefran walked up to him and spoke again, his purple lips slightly raised, as if he was feeling pleasure from Geno's death.

"Is it because he lifted the curse of Shadow Island?" This is the only thing Elise knows that Geno has done that has an impact on Black Rose.

"No, he is the messenger of the tyrant, and he comes to the Fortress of Immortality to bring us destruction."
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