Consecutive Draws

(Bonus chapter for the author who passed away in the toilet smoke wonderland)

Deliverance, VIP Lounge.

At this moment, Han Mingxuan was sitting in the main seat in the hall.

His Staff was placed aside, and he held a Septwolves sword in his hand.

The two siblings, Corax and his sister, sat on the other side, watching the scene unfold.

Old Kamon and his men waited outside the door to greet the arriving guests.

"Hey, sister, what are you saying Uncle is doing with that... that Septwolves thing?"

"Have no idea."

Clearly, Han Mingxuan's actions touched upon a blind spot in their knowledge.

However, soon after, Curze arrived with the Thirteen of the Council of the Long Night, and what happened next answered their questions.

"Ah... hahaha, what a coincidence, everyone's here! Dad, it's been so long!"

"Corax, this must be the sister Eurydice you were talking about. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Let me introduce you. This is Luo Lorgar Primarch the Word Bearers, and these are my brothers."

Han Mingxuan didn't say anything, just watched Curze perform.

In an effort to buy as much time as possible, Curze rattled off almost every honorary title he could think of.

This even includes the nickname given to Talos by the Salamanders Legion, such as "good neighbor."

Looking at Curze now, Lorgar Jia felt that his current memory was even more terrifying than the thirty years of memories Horus used to remember.

After a two-and-a-half-hour presentation, Curze finally finished.

Then the situation became awkward.

Han Mingxuan didn't even look at him, but picked up the book on the table and glanced at it half-heartedly.

"Cough cough."

"Dad, Dad, have some water."

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's cough, Curze arrived in front of Han Mingxuan with a speed that no one could comprehend, and brought him a cup of tea at just the right temperature.

Lorgar and Corax stared at the scene in astonishment.

This... is truly a revolutionary scene, it's too shocking.

"Urtana has already brewed the tea, isn't it right here? What's your hurry?"

"Yes, yes, Dad's right. I was too impulsive," Curze quickly said with a smile.

"Hey kid, tell me, what's the deal with this book?"

Han Mingxuan felt the atmosphere was right, so he decided not to continue supporting him.

Han Mingxuan closed the book in his hand and placed it on the table. He looked at it and realized, "Isn't this the Evernight Epic?"

"Dad, I thought we should compile a history book, so I..."

So you wrote me as someone who can do anything, from heaven to earth?

"No way, this is just a factual account."

"By the great power of the Father of Night, the sun rises as usual?"

"Oh, this..."

"By the great power of the Father of Night, Nostramo has changed the world?"

"Oh, this... this..."

"By the great power of the Father of Night, all evil souls have been annihilated."

"Oh, this, this..."

"Night Haunter, think of something quickly!"

"..."

"Night Haunter!"

"..."

"Damn!"

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Han Mingxuan asked.

"Well... isn't this all written truthfully?"

"Write the truth?"

"Yes, Dad, didn't you say that historians recorded history truthfully, without altering a single word?"

"Heh heh heh, you've got a tough nut to crack. Tell me, who else was involved?"

Curze looked back.

Swish.

Everyone automatically took a step back.

"You bunch of disloyal bastards, why don't you step forward!"

"Cough cough cough, the Boss, we didn't retreat. You're too tense, your eyes are playing tricks on you."

"Sevatar! You traitor!"

"I told the truth."

Well!

That's great!

"Curze, come with me."

Han Mingxuan led Curze to the side hall, and then...

Slap! Slap!

After a commotion, Curze emerged, limping.

Then they saw that Han Mingxuan was holding something in his hand.

Curze is very familiar with him.

"Dad, I..."

"I'll reason with you later, so go away."

"Oh."

"Sevatar, you tell me, who else was involved?"

"Um, Uncle, you know me, I'm your best student, and I utterly despise personality cults."

"Oh, so you didn't participate?"

"Definitely not!"

Hehehe.

"And what about you, Aequus?"

"Uncle, you know me. Chivalry forbids me from lying."

So you weren't involved either?

"In the name of Knights, Uncle!"

"Talos?"

"Um, Uncle, you know I'm a slacker, I can't do something like this."

"Agrid?"

"Uncle, you know, Teacher Angrak keeps a very close eye on me."

"Defensio?"

"Uncle, you know, Trazyn won't let me leave the Time Corridor."

"Animus?"

"Uncle, as you know, I've been organizing the team."

"Pusilock?"

"Uncle, you know I can't even finish reading military strategy books."

"Shen?"

"Uncle, as you know, I have to handle a lot of government affairs in Futia, so I don't have time."

"Sandamel?"

"Um... Uncle, you've really wronged me. You know, the largest auto repair shop in Nostramo is my property."

Alright, alright, these guys are in cahoots.

"Haha, alright, I see now, you're all very busy. Good thing you're busy."

"All of you, go and wait in the side hall!"

Swish!

The members of the Council of the Long Night, who were already standing upright, tensed up even more.

A group of people strolled in slowly.

Immediately afterwards...

Slap! Slap!

Slap! Slap!

"What's the use of you jumping so high?"

"Uncle! Uncle, I was wrong, I won't lie anymore, I'll never lie again!"

"Uncle, I'm a Knights, you can't treat me like this!"

"Knights? You're all foxes, are you trying to play Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio with me? You're next!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Ten minutes later, the members of the Council of the Long Night came out, though they seemed unaffected.

But their fingers were all exerting force.

Han Mingxuan sat in a chair and casually tossed his things aside.

"Sir, would you like some tea?"

Urtana deliberately handed the tea that Curze had brought over to Han Mingxuan.

Han Mingxuan glanced at it but didn't say anything, then drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing his Dad drink the tea, Curze knew he had it all figured out.

"Hehe, Dad, what do you think about this...?"

"Get out of here, all of you, go and rest. I'll talk to you after you've recovered. Hurry up, you're annoying to look at."

"Alright, Dad, calm down. My brothers and I are off."

Bang!

"Sevatar, you ungrateful bastard, get out of my way!"

"Ouch! The Boss, slow down, it hurts!"

"So you still feel pain? You only know how to betray me at crucial moments, hurry up and get to the point."

[Even with Blackstone Technology, Primarch feel pain.]

[Night Haunter, shut up! You're the most disloyal one!]

[When Dad gets angry later, you'll be the first one he takes the blame for!]

You ungrateful bastard!

[Now you know how to be loyal? Where were you before?!]

If you had taken the blame, would we be in this mess now?

[You little brat! Am I destined to be a sucker?]

[It's not you they're hitting, what are you afraid of?]