Chapter 376 The Final Arrangement, the Banquet 【Subscription】

"My lord, it's 10:47."

Isidore gently closed the watch cover, stood aside and said calmly.

He just answered the time according to Evans' request, and didn't say any more gossip.

Evans nodded slowly.

Today his face looks much more normal than last night.

He is still in control of his body most of the day.

The decoration of the entrance of the manor has been completed.

Those subordinates were all dressed in formal suits and lined up neatly on both sides of the welcome carpet.

Ready to welcome.

So Evans walked towards the manor with his confidant butler Isidor.

After entering the manor house, Evans sat directly on the chair.

There was still a bowl of pale green medicinal soup on the table beside it.

This bowl of medicinal soup has cooled down and has apparently been sitting here for a while.

Evans reached out and took out a vial of white powder from the bosom of the dress.

Give it to the confidant butler Isidore.

"Order the kitchen to prepare the meal."

"Just use the two sets of redbud tableware that I have in my collection."

"It is not known yet how many people he will bring to the banquet."

"Then put the purple lace plates in my place."

"They just use ordinary redbud plates."

"These requiem powders must be mixed in before serving."

Butler Isidore leaned over and listened carefully.

He didn't stand up until Evans had given all his orders.

Isidor was impeccable as a butler by any measure.

He has been following Evans for nearly two decades.

This time is almost the same as the time when Evans was possessed by "Night Demon".

Some of them are secrets that only the two of them know.

After so many years together, Isidore knows almost all of Evans' secrets.

In addition to the glamorous "Master Evans" identity, he also knows his "Night Demon" identity.

And Isidore is absolutely loyal to Evans, almost impeccable.

His loyalty has been proven over a long period of time.

There seems to be some difference in age between the two.

Butler Isidore looked younger than Evans.

According to Lord Mars, Evans should be in his forties.

And Isidore was definitely no more than thirty-five years old.

It seems that the two of them once had a story.

For Evans, he also trusts Isidor very much.

Not only is the identity of the master and the housekeeper, but also has the feeling that the elder brother treats the younger brother.

Isidore put away the bottle of requiem powder and turned to go to the kitchen to prepare.

At this time, Evans suddenly stopped him.

"Isido, do you regret following me all these years?"

"Originally, with your qualifications, you could easily enter the Mage Tower in the great city of Rentax."

"Not to mention that what you comprehend is a rare talent in space magic."

Evans said with some sigh, he looked at Isidor with regret in his eyes.

But seeing Isidore's calm expression, he put one hand on his chest and bowed.

"If it weren't for you, my lord, I would have died twenty years ago."

"As the last survivor of the Daredevil attack in the village of Piroa."

"My life will belong to you."

Isidore said in a calm tone, without any emotional fluctuations.

As if to tell a natural thing.

Listening to his words, Evans seemed to fall into memory.

The expression on his face was a little troubled.

After a few minutes, he slowly raised his head and looked directly into Isidore's eyes.

He shook his head heavily.

He stretched out his right hand, opened his palm and shook it.

"No, your life shouldn't be like this."

"Five years, stay with me for another five years."

"I don't want to repent of myself."

"But I know I'm a wicked person, and I'm a real demon."

"After five years, the rest of your life is yours."

"As for me, I've had enough of these twenty years, enough of the Night Demon."

"I can only choose to sink into lust..."

"According to its wickedness, and accommodating your own wickedness..."

"I have no freedom, yes I have no freedom to choose lust..."

Evans said leniently, he was a little distracted, and his eyes were out of focus.

In place, the housekeeper Isidore sighed deeply.

He took a few steps back and walked in front of him.

He reached out and adjusted the collar of his dress, which was out of shape.

"It doesn't matter, none of this matters."

"Compared with most nobles, your evil is not worth mentioning."

"The guests should be here soon, please don't lose your temper, my lord."

"By the way, my lord, according to the report of the black-robed scout we ambushed in the nearby block."

"Since this morning, the number of Bongcheng troops patrolling around is three times more than usual."

"Patrol breaks should be more frequent."

"It is not ruled out that Baron Bezos has some arrangement there."

Isidore said softly.

This is a distinctly unusual situation.

Evans nodded casually.

Isidore didn't say anything more. After finishing his clothes, he got up again and walked directly to the kitchen.

In the chair, Evans sat up straight after a moment of decadence.

Because of emotional fluctuations, his eyes began to turn red, and the pupil shadow began to fade.

He was already prepared for this, and before the transformation was completed, he reached out and picked up the bowl of green soup.

Raising his neck, he drank the decoction.

"Gudong..."

"Gudong."

A pale green concoction trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

He put down the medicine bowl, and the blood red in his eyes was quickly fading.

Whenever the Devil's Soul is restless, he needs to take the medicinal soup made from Requiem grass.

Only the requiem herbal soup known as the gift of the dead can temporarily suppress the demon's soul,

But sometimes, in addition to the requiem soup.

He even needs an extra vent.

Can barely suppress that strong restlessness.

Evans drank the medicinal soup, and his mood recovered a lot.

He took out the handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped his mouth lightly.

Then he stood up and walked towards the side of the manor.

It is shaded by the shadows of the manor and the rosette walls.

It is impossible to see the situation here from the outside of the welcome gate.

He walked straight down the steps and stood on the soft grass.

Reach out and pat.

Several dark shadows slowly emerged beside him.

These are his black-robed scouts.

It's his eyes and ears.

"Have they left the castle?"

Evans asked softly.

One of the black-robed scouts stepped forward and bowed to report.

"My lord, they left the castle just after 8 this morning."

"Wandered the streets for almost an hour and went to the snack bar again."

"As for the follow-up situation, it has not been reported yet."

"But I think they should go."

Just as the black-robed scout was reporting, another shadow appeared.

It was the black-robed scout who was in charge of following Zong Shen and the others last night.

After he emerged from the stealth state, he hurriedly saluted.

"My lord, they are about to reach the manor."

"When I got back early, they were only a block away from the manor."

"They split the team in two on that one block."

"The woman on the panther stayed where she was with those lancers."

"Only the man riding the big wild boar came towards the manor with another woman."

The black-robed scout reported in a hurried tone.

Evans didn't make any statement, just crossed his hands in thought.

He asked again after a few seconds.

"Are there any of our bugs among these bangcheng troops that have suddenly appeared in the nearby streets?"

The question seemed to stumped the scouts.

Restricted by means of communication, they cannot obtain external information in a timely manner.

At this time, Isidore seemed to have completed what Evans had told him.

All the meals were almost prepared, and there was an unmedicated ingredient left.

Put it on the previously agreed dinner plate, and all the remaining ingredients are added with requiem powder.

Crafted by a pharmacist, this powder is colorless, odorless, and dissolves instantly.

Has a strong hypnotic effect, as a medicinal herb capable of suppressing demon souls.

This refined and concentrated requiem powder can put a strong prairie bull into a stupor in half a minute.

Isidore came to Evans, and he had already figured out the information of these newly added patrol units.

He put his head to Evans' ear and said quickly.

"These Bangcheng troops were transferred from the garrison in the north of the city."

"We haven't been able to develop bugs out of it yet."

"So my lord, we have to make some preparations."

"At least make sure that at the most critical moment, you can delay more than five minutes."

"As long as we have these few minutes, we'll be able to handle it."

"If the other party is really prepared, I suggest that we give up the action."

"I know you have an antidote for requiem powder..."

"Use the antidote to neutralize the requiem powder in the food, and let this time become an ordinary luncheon..."

Isidore was not optimistic about the operation.

Because the other party not only stayed in the castle for one night yesterday.

Before the appointment today, there were frequent changes near the manor.

All the signs are proving that they were being targeted by Baron Bezos.

If this time they really found that Evans is the substantial evidence of "Night Demon".

I am afraid that even the Heywood family behind Evans can no longer protect him.

In this world, there are many nobles who are doing dirty deeds behind their backs.

But no one dared to challenge the law of the kingdom openly.

Once the filth is exposed to the sun, it will definitely be spurned by everyone.

The nature of things is completely different.

Evans nodded first, then shook his head.

He first issued an order to the black-robed scouts.

"Go out all, let Pods go out with the two squads too."

"I want you to quickly prepare at a few street corners."

"Once there is a change in the state army, trying to rush to the manor."

"You just cause some disputes and frictions at the intersection of the street and try to cause congestion."

All the black-robed scouts heard the words and bowed their heads.

Then it disappeared.

Soon, the door in the other direction of the manor was opened by a gap.

A total of two teams of private mercenaries walked out quickly.

Quickly disperse to nearby street corners.

Those black-robed scouts also took off their black clothes and pretended to be ordinary passersby.

In a very short time, only Evans and Isidor were left on the spot.

Evans took out another bottle of pale blue powder from his arms and gave it to Isidor.

"It's neutralizing powder."

"It's refined from the rhizomes of Requiem grass."

"When necessary, put it in alcohol to neutralize the effect."

"Their physiques look strong, and the requiem powder should not work so quickly."

"We still have a lot of opportunities."

Isidore took the bottle and nodded slowly.

He was glad that Evans was still sane in the state of Requiem.

The two walked towards the main entrance of the manor one after the other.

After a few minutes of delay, Zong Shen and the others have come to the vicinity of the manor.

When there were still dozens of meters away from the manor, the men who were in charge of welcoming the guests arranged by Evans at the door found Zong Shen and Vereesa.

After all, the way Zong Shen rides Bajie is really too eye-catching.

The situation was quickly reported to Evans.

He didn't care to think about the arrangement, and hurriedly took Isidor to wait at the gate.

At this time, Zong Shen was riding on the pig's back, giving Veresa the final explanation.

"If I tap my finger on the plate before the banquet, it means there is no problem with the dishes."

"If I hit the plate twice, then you should immediately find a way to take the [anti-drug pill]."

"Anti-drug pills only last for half an hour."

"So it must be used at the most appropriate time."

"If I tap three fingers, remember not to eat anything."

"do you understand?"

Vereesa nodded behind him.

"I understand my lord, I will be optimistic about your actions."

After the explanation, they also approached the ten meters of the gate of the manor.

Zong Shen could already see Evans who was waiting at the door with a smile on his face.

Today's Zong Shen is not wearing a battle helmet, and he also has a smile on his face.

No matter what the purpose of the two sides is, the set of virtual and conscientious snakes is still indispensable.

At least they were obviously here for the banquet.

"Lord Evans."

"Your arrangement is too grand."

After the two sides exchanged expressions, Zong Shen and the others had already arrived at the gate of the manor.

This time Zong Shen took the initiative to greet Evans.

He looked at the rather formal red welcome carpet.

As soon as he moved, he jumped off Bajie's body.

At the same time, he reached out and held Vereesa.

After landing, Vereesa took off the face towel.

Showing off his beautiful face.

This was also Zong Shen's previous orders and arrangements.

If you want to catch big fish, you still have to use fragrant bait.

She is carrying a war bow, her expression is unparalleled, and for Evans, she has a fatal attraction.

It took Evans a lot of willpower to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Without showing obvious covetousness, he concentrated on dealing with Zong Shen.

He took Zong Shen's hand and said very enthusiastically.

"I'm so happy to have you come to enjoy the light."

"Let's go in, the luncheon dishes are all ready!"