Everyone was surprised by Gilan's inexplicable inquiry.
"Gilan brother, do you like that kind of red wine?"
Milinda chuckled.
"Father has a lot more..."
"Milinda!"
Xenia noticed the strange atmosphere and quickly stopped his daughter.
Milinda curled his lips and said nothing.
Only Lord Ramon present knew the subtext of this illegitimate child, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart.
This kid, relying on his "high-level Prohibition Agent" identity that he got from nowhere, deliberately came to the manor to find trouble...
Whoosh!
I saw Gilan slowly take out an open brown leather notebook from his pocket.
Ramon's eyelids twitched.
"Imperial Premium Prohibition Agent."
Gilan Lilie raised his hand to everyone, held the card high, and spread it out for display.
"Ramon The Farhan family is suspected of gathering a crowd to drink and possessing a large amount of red wine. This has seriously violated the empire's 'Prohibition'. I have the right to arrest you all."
"?!"
Xenia and even Prince, the four brothers and sisters were all shocked.
What on earth is this illegitimate child playing?!
Where did his identity as an agent come from? How come he has never heard of it?!
"Gilan!"
Xenia frowned and shouted.
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Gilan grinned. "Of course it's to arrest people!"
He took a step forward and walked straight towards the lady.
"Madam, you have been drinking a lot of bars too? Do you think that because you are a lord's wife, you can escape the constraints of imperial laws?"
"Danilo! Xizi!"
Xenia looked ugly, took a step back, turned around and shouted.
Swish!
Two figures in black suits, a man and a woman, flashed over quickly.
These two personal bodyguards of Lord Ramon stopped directly in front of Gilan. Their faces were expressionless and they were ready to take action at any time.
Whoops!!
Gilan swung the bronze cane into a flower, danced out an afterimage, and the strong wind roared, aiming straight at the two of them. He said lightly:
"If you take one more step forward, I will kill both of you. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Danilo was about to speak, but met the eyes of this blond young man.
His heartbeat suddenly stopped.
What kind of eyes are those?
Dark blue, indifferent.
Exuding unparalleled confidence and a hint of unspeakable madness!
Danilo's body stiffened.
He was actually frightened by the opponent's momentum and eyes, and had the illusion that he was defeated without a fight... as if he would die under the bronze cane once he took action.
Ms. Xizi beside him had the same feeling.
Their bodies were tense, their hairs stood on end, and they froze in place, daring not to move. As if prey had encountered a natural enemy, they had an instinctive fear reaction.
Why is this young man's momentum so much stronger than last time?!
"Xenia."
At this time, Lord Ramon tilted his head slightly and spoke to his wife in a deep voice.
"Take Prince Nancy and the others back to the house, and Gilan and I will talk alone."
The lady was startled, but did not refute her husband's words.
She quickly greeted her children, then led the four brothers and sisters around the lawn and left along the cobblestone path.
Nancy and Milinda looked worried. They turned back three times and stopped talking. Joann looked uneasy and glanced at his brother Prince. He wanted to stay here, but was grabbed by his mother again.
"Charles, you, Mr. Danilo, and Ms. Xizi also retreat for the time being."
Ramon said again.
"Yes, sir."
The old housekeeper glanced at the confronting father and son, did not dare to say anything, and left with the two bodyguards.
Danilo and Xizi were secretly relieved.
Others could never imagine how much pressure they were facing when the bronze cane was pointed at them... Now that they had regained consciousness, their foreheads and backs were soaked with cold sweat.
Gilan did not stop these people from leaving.
He took back his cane, smashed it on the ground, and stared at the middle-aged nobleman coldly.
By the time there were only two people left on the lawn in the back garden.
Ramon then said in a deep voice:
"It seems that you know everything..."
"So you want me to come back because you want me to replace Prince and serve as a sacrifice for 'Shared Feast Ritual'?"
Gilan said lightly.
"If I don't have any strength, will I be defeated by you?"
"..."
Ramon narrowed his eyes and did not explain much.
"What do you want?"
"How is it?" Gilan looked fierce. "If you want to harm me, you deserve to die!"
"I am Lord Imperial, the next Earl of Farhan."
Ramon was not afraid at all and looked at the illegitimate child and smiled.
"If you dare to kill me, you won't be able to live."
"Loben Fasol is also a Viscount of the Empire. Where is he now? You don't think that no one knows the identity of your Old God believer, do you?"
Gilan also laughed.
"And I'm here this time as an agent to arrest serious criminals who possess alcohol. I'm doing things for the empire, it's reasonable and legal..."
Hearing this, Ramon's eyes were filled with haze.
Loben's death is indeed related to this kid!
"Haha, everything depends on evidence."
Lord Ramon remained calm and still looked confident.
He sneered and said:
"You can neither prove that I am a so-called believer of Old God, nor can you find any hidden red wine... The most important thing is that you can't kill me, Gilan."
"It seems you are very confident."
Gilan's smile is cruel.
Bang!
With one step of his foot, he was catapulted across seven or eight meters, directly in front of Ramon.
Hit the head with a stick and hit it directly!
Pong!!
Ramon copied it with his hand, then picked up Steel-core Cane from the table and held it in front of him.
But he only felt numbness in his hands and extreme pain in the tiger's mouth.
His whole body was pushed with great force, causing the small round table to overturn with a clang.
When he stood still, he suddenly raised his head.
This kid...
Ramon's pupils shrank sharply.
He really didn't expect that his illegitimate son would take action at the slightest disagreement, let alone that the other party's strength would be so terrifying.
Just the simplest stroke of the stick almost shook his right arm to pieces.
"Okay, okay!"
Ramon looked ugly and threw away the broken Steel-core Cane in his hand.
Only a hissing sound was heard.
The muscles all over his body bulged, tearing the suit vest on his upper body.
A flame-like ferocious Gray Scar appeared on his left shoulder and neck.
Astonishingly, it was the scar left by Ramon when he was assassinated by his brother Walter. But now, this scar full of hatred has become the source of his strength.
"'Burden Scar er', tut tut..."
Gilan looked at Ramon's scar as red as a brand, spitting out high-temperature sparks, and commented:
"Are you going to turn into a werewolf next?"
"You?!"
Ramon's eyes are cold.
He calmed down his emotions and was no longer affected by the other person's words.
The next second.
Like Viscount Loben, Ramon's appearance quickly changed. His body stood taller than 2.23 meters, with bulging muscles, a ferocious wolf head on top, and his whole body was covered with long black hair.
"Hmph!"
Ramon kicked off his thick right leg, and a tall and muscular figure rushed forward.
Clang!!
The black claws clashed with the bronze cane, sparks bursting out.