Chapter 906 Avengers

Duke Fantello felt a little strange. After all, it was so late, theoretically, no one should disturb him.

However, in this troubled time, even the strangest things could happen, and the other party knocked on the door in the right way.

In fact, such nobles are very careful even in their own homes. There is a reason why their family can continue to be glorious for hundreds of years.

"Who is outside?"

"My lord, it's me."

Duke Fantello heard the voice of his butler and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter?"

"My lord, there is an envoy who claims to be Mr. Kossuth who has something important to talk to you about."

The butler said apologetically. Duke Fantello understood very well. After all, this kind of thing is thankless, and there is more than one butler in the family. If he makes himself unhappy, then his future will be over.

Duke Fantello smiled knowingly. Only when everyone respects and fears him can his life be stable.

As for Kossuth's envoy, he must have something important to do at this time. Since he has already surrendered to the Hungarians, he must be polite.

However, as soon as Duke Fantello opened the door, he was kicked hard in the crotch.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Although Duke Fantello was old, his key parts still reacted strongly to the heavy blow.

However, the visitor did not take Duke Fantello's feelings into consideration, and pushed him down and kicked him again.

Although Duke Fantello was suffering unprecedented pain at this time, he did not scream.

He just panted and said: "One hundred thousand florins bought my life, I swear on the honor of the Fantello family that I will never pursue this matter"

But several uninvited guests did not care about Duke Fantello's words, they were just looking for something on their own.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Duke Fantello could only grit his teeth and continue.

"Listen! You poor bastards! No matter who sent you here! You are all dead! If I die, you are dead!

No one in this world can save you! No one can bear the wrath of the Fantello family!

One million florins! You greedy devils!"

"One million florins?"

One of the masked men stopped his action, and Duke Fantello shouted loudly when he saw that there was a chance.

"One million!"

But there was only a sneer in answer.

"Humph! That's a lot! I don't know how many lives you can buy me."

The tone of the masked man became colder and colder, and even with the thick mask on, Duke Fantello could feel the strong murderous intent.

Duke Fantello felt that something was wrong and wanted to move his body with his hind legs, but it was too late. The masked man stepped on Duke Fantello with one foot.

Then he took off his mask, and the mask showed a half-intact and half-distorted face.

The half-distorted face was covered with worm-like scars and exaggerated sutures, looking like a demon from the abyss.

This face was close in front of Duke Fantello, who showed fear for the first time, but it was obvious that he was just simply afraid and disgusted, and didn't remember anything.

This made the owner of the distorted face even more angry, but he soon felt relieved.

"How could a big shot like you remember little bugs like us?"

The masked man took out his pocket watch and looked at the time and said.

"It's still early, we have time to chat. Let me tell you a story."

The masked man fell into deep memories:

"Once upon a time, there was a little boy whose father was a minor noble. After graduating from college, he stayed in Vienna for more than 20 years and finally became a low-level clerk."

(In fact, what he called a clerk was just a copyist, but with a formal establishment.)

"Although life was not satisfactory, the family was finally able to survive. However, there were unexpected events, and the little boy and his sister were playing and frolicking in the downtown area.

At this time, a carriage rushed into the downtown area, and many people were knocked down and crushed to death by the carriage along the way.

This included the little boy's sister, but his sister could have avoided it."

The masked man's face became more distorted, and his fingers deeply embedded in the destroyed half of his face, leaving bloody marks.

"But she came back to save her brother. The little boy was at a loss as he looked at his sister whose internal organs were squeezed out.

At this time, the damn carriage came back again. My face was ruined at that time!"

Duke Fantello's forehead immediately broke into sweat, because he did like to ride horses in the downtown when he was young and frivolous. At the same time, he was also an admirer of ancient Rome. He especially liked to drive a chariot and enjoy the pleasure of repeated crushing, but he still argued.

"It was the horse that lost control. It was not my fault! It was the coachman."

The masked man grabbed Duke Fantello's face and looked at it carefully from top to bottom.

"I didn't admit my mistake. Later, my father went to court to sue you, but he was exiled to Dalmatia as a false accusation. In the end, only this pocket watch came back."

"I didn't do it! I swear! I don't know anything!"

Duke Fantello didn't lie this time. After all, how could such a trivial matter alarm Master Fantello? Any of the stewards below would do it, and even the butler couldn't be alarmed.

Under the official system of the Austrian Empire, the Fantro family could get dozens of places every year, so many people asked them to volunteer to do some dirty and tiring work.

"Besides money and the so-called national justice, we have some personal grudges. Duke Fantello.

Except for me, almost everyone here has received "favors" from you and your family."

The masked man pointed to one of the short and thin men and said.

"He was imprisoned for eighteen years just because he held a coffee cup with his left hand. The charge was even holding a coffee cup with his left hand. The arrest warrant is still in his home."

The masked man pointed to another person casually.

"He was arrested for forcing a tree to burn."

The masked man scratched his head.

"What tree?"

"Birch tree."

The masked man smiled at Duke Fantello and said.

"The kind that even a knife can't penetrate. Whoever you say is guilty is guilty, and whoever you say has committed a crime has committed a crime.

This man lives under the dam, and one of your masters just wanted to see the flood and blew up the dam. He is the only one who survived out of the 32 people in his family.

Do you think money and life are still important to us?"

Duke Fantlo was sweating profusely at this time, because this was an order he personally gave.

But he didn't want to see the flood, but he was in a bad mood that day. His carriage was very bumpy in the rain and mud, but the passers-by on the side were actually laughing.

Later, Franz moved the officials' mansions under the dam, hoping to prevent such incidents from happening.

Of course, he was also shocked by the corruption and incompetence at the end of the dynasty, but it had been several years since the incident, and all Franz could do was to find survivors to compensate and give them a chance for revenge.

Franz didn't necessarily want them to do these things. If there were really people who were open-minded enough to let go of everything, Franz would only bless them.