Chapter 217 The Truth?

Just when Qin Ran was in doubt and was about to strike first, the black shadow suddenly took two steps back, then turned around and changed into a standing posture with his back against the dead tree.

His eyes scanned the darkness in front of him.

"Come out!"

The other party said so.

Following the words of the other party, a figure in the distant darkness became looming.

"There are still people?"

Kieran who was standing in the shadow frowned.

Although he had just focused all his attention on the black shadow in front of him, it didn't mean that Qin Ran didn't care about his surroundings. He was always distracted by his surroundings.

However, before this figure appeared on his own initiative, he didn't even notice him.

"What a high level [stealth]!"

"No, no, it's not just [stealth] anymore, there are other skills mixed in!"

Qin Ran watched the figure pacing in the darkness, his eyes widened as if trying to stir up the darkness around him.

For Qin Ran, who has the unparalleled level of [Stealth], it is easy to judge that the opponent's [Stealth] level has exceeded the level of Wushuang.

Moreover, it seems that there are some other tricks mixed in.

However, Kieran didn't marvel at this skill too much.

Because, at this moment, he is completely thinking about another problem.

"When did the other party come?"

Qin Ran's heart rose.

Before him, or after?

If it is the latter, there is still room for redemption, but if it is the former, it will be a fierce battle.

This was something Qin Ran didn't want to see.

You know, he is on the run now.

Once exposed, it will attract endless pursuit.

And among the hunters, there must be a strong man of Stegner's level.

Thinking of Stegner, Qin Ran's palms were sweating.

Tension spread throughout the heart.

However, this didn't make Qin Ran so flustered that he couldn't even control his breathing.

He knew very well that the situation he was facing was not the worst.

Everything is just his guess.

Not necessarily true!

Quickly restraining his mind, Kieran looked at the two figures out of the corner of his eye.

The later figure had already stood in front of the previous black shadow at this time, and the two stood facing each other, less than five meters apart.

"Are you nervous?"

"Lord Mordelle!"

"Are you guilty of murdering your two younger brothers again?"

"Or repent because of the spirits that died in Castle Merk?"

"Or... feel guilty for having to kill Graton who was loyal to you?"

The later figure was wearing a loose robe, which concealed his proper figure, and his sinister voice made him even more elusive.

Especially the continuous questioning in the words, like the low hiss of the midnight ghost.

Because, that is not a loud questioning.

Just a sarcastic statement.

Also mixed with a trace of schadenfreude.

The other party's way of speaking made Qin Ran feel uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly.

As for Sombra's identity?

It didn't surprise Qin Ran.

Graton's performance was enough for Kieran to know who the opponent was.

Modeler.

Grand Duke Merck's eldest son.

He is considered the best of the three sons of Grand Duke Merck.

The natural heir.

These are what Hans told Kieran when he entered the dungeon world.

Kieran believed that Hans would not conceal or deceive such information.

That's why Kieran didn't understand why Mordelle, who was the number one heir, did all these useless efforts.

After all, with the prestige of the other party in the Principality of Merck, he only needs to wait quietly for Grand Duke Merck to grow old, and then he can take the position of Grand Duke openly and aboveboard.

Moreover, this time will not be too long.

According to Hans' description, Grand Duke Merck is already over half a hundred years old. Although his strength is still strong, the scars left by the battle when he was young have already begun to torture the Grand Duke.

There must be something hidden in it.

Thinking in his heart, Qin Ran listened more carefully to the other party, hoping to find out Mordelle's secret.

"Flynn, do you know why you can't get on stage?"

"It's because of your annoying attitude!"

The eldest son of the Grand Duke said slowly.

"Hey, why am I on stage?"

"I'm just His Highness's dog!"

"I will bite whoever your Highness tells me to bite!"

"Even Lord Mordelle, you are no exception!"

The figure whose identity was called out admitted it frankly.

But Qin Ran, who was in the shadow beside him, was shocked in his heart.

Flynn?

Shouldn't it be dead?

Died in the auditorium!

Killed by Stegner!

Could it be...

An idea suddenly appeared in Qin Ran's heart.

At this time, the Grand Duke's eldest son spoke again.

"Yes, you are an obedient dog, obedient to the point of dying!"

"Moreover, in order to let Graton lead me out, you forcibly received a sword from the teacher, which made Graton suspicious... Poor Graton, I didn't even know that you led him to the place of death!"

The Grand Duke's eldest son sighed.

Then the gaze towards Flynn became cold.

"However, the teacher's sword is uncomfortable, right?"

"Now you, how much strength do you still have?"

"Fifty percent? Forty percent? Or less?"

The Grand Duke's eldest son slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"You overestimate Stegner!"

"You underestimate me too!"

"I dare to risk myself, so I naturally have my certainty—just like when Stegner appeared in front of the Grand Duke ten years ago, I doubted him!"

Flynn replied in a dark tone.

It seemed that he didn't care about the threat of the Grand Duke's eldest son drawing his sword.

On the contrary, I have some expectations.

"So, you are so prepared to grasp my plan this time?"

The eldest son of the Grand Duke, who was holding the hilt tightly, did not draw his sword immediately.

He seemed to wonder where he had gone wrong.

"no no!"

"That's something else!"

"It's because the invasion of the Principality of Titan is really unexpected!"

"It was so abrupt that my eyeliner and Anzi didn't receive the message!"

"This is really a question for me, who is in charge of the shadow affairs as the Grand Duke's advisor, so I have to work harder to investigate some things!"

"In the end, I found a surprise!"

There was pride in Flynn's words.

The grand duke's son did not speak, quietly waiting for the other party to speak.

"The surprise was..."

Flynn, however, was like a cat playing with a mouse, not only purposely elongated his nasal voice, but also looked at Mordler's expression jokingly.

"You are not His Highness's parent!"

"Although you bear the name of His Highness's son, you have no blood relationship with His Highness. You are just an orphan that His Highness kindly adopted for a while!"

"His Highness's kindness has caused the backlash of you white-eyed wolf today!"

"I should have killed you before!"

"Even if His Highness executes him!"

"However, it's not too late!"

When Feilin said this, his whole body was already screaming, and there was a cold killing intent in that sinister voice.

Layers of shadows turned into tulle, moving around Felin.

The next moment, with a deadly breath, he rushed towards Mordelle.

"I surrender!"

Just when the shadow was close at hand, the Grand Duke's eldest son suddenly raised his hands.

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