There was silence in the conference hall, and only the stifled gasps of the crowd could be heard.

Freely.

For everyone present, it is more important than anything else.

They seem to have gained a long lifespan, and they can replace their aging and dilapidated bodies through inheritance rituals.

But in fact, only the Knights of the Round Table who have truly experienced and struggled with the Inheritance Ritual know that each Inheritance consumes their souls.

They are getting weaker and weaker each time.

Even a Legacy Knight like Tristan has seen a decline in strength, and may never wake up again in the ritual next time.

"The opportunities are equal."

"I hope you can take advantage of it!"

Green was satisfied with everyone's expressions, "That's the general thing, about the next fiefdom distribution and the execution of the task, I will let Gahalad inform you." ”

"So be it."

Green was succinct and to the point.

Boom!

But at this moment, the door of the conference hall was suddenly opened roughly, and with a panicked dissuasion, a woman broke in with an almost brutal attitude.

This is a strong woman with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, and she has short red hair that pushes the blockers away at will.

"Gahaerys!"

The woman ignored everyone present, and her powerful momentum firmly locked on Gahaerys, and even Roger, who was sitting next to him, was disturbed.

"Where's Yebeni?"

Gahaerys's face was swollen and flushed, he himself was a tall and strong man with a shaved head, but at this time, facing the oppression of the woman opposite, he gave people a delicate feeling.

"Ma'am, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Where's Yebeni?"

"I'll ask you one last time!"

"Not long ago his tree of life withered, and now the leaves on it have also fallen off."

"He must have been in danger, mortal danger."

"Tell me where he is!?"

Although there was no loud roar, the woman's voice exploded in everyone's ears like muffled thunder.

"It was a chaotic day, we were separated from Yebeni ......"

"I didn't ask you what happened that day, I just wanted to know where he was!"

She suddenly raised her voice.

"That's enough."

"Tamara."

Green's voice rang out.

"This is the Knights of the Round Table, not your natural association." His voice was calm, and there was no joy or anger on his old face.

"I don't care! Yebeni went out with your men on a mission, and now your men have returned safely, but he is nowhere to be found, and the tree of life is withering and decaying! ”

Tamara glared at Green, who was sitting in the first place.

"The Knights of the Round Table must give me an account."

"Confess, what do you want to confess?"

Green snorted coldly and slowly stood up from his seat.

He straightened his back, his brow furrowed slightly, and almost instantly, the momentum on his body enveloped the entire room.

"I've inquired about what happened."

"Gakhiris and the others have done nothing wrong, they really don't know where Yebeni has gone."

"There is time for quarrels, you might as well send someone to look deep in the forest, the Kuroshio has fallen, the servants of the Queen of the Night have awakened, and it is very likely that Yebeni has met someone else."

"Impossible!"

Tamara shook her head firmly.

"It's your people, it must be your people!"

She looked away from Gahaerys' face and onto Roger.

"Bedwell, I heard you had an argument with Yebeni before you left, can you tell me why for the horns of the deer's head?"

"What's the use of that thing?"

Roger continued to remain silent, when they had an argument, there were only a few people in the room, and Gahaerys and the others naturally didn't say much.

Oh, by the way, it's the female disciple that Yebeni brought.

Roger's silence made Tamara even angrier, but before she could say anything more, Green's face changed as he stood on the high platform.

This approach by Tamara disgraced him.

"Knights of the Round Table isn't your turn yet!"

"Get out!"

Green's voice was not loud, but Tamara was like being struck by lightning, and her strong body shook slightly.

"Good, good!"

"I'll find proof, it's your Knights of the Round Table, but when I enter the Privy Council, I'll be ......"

Rumble!

Before Tamara could finish speaking, her strong body was hit by a huge force, and then flew out at great speed, slamming open the door of the conference room and disappearing at the end of the hallway.

"So be it."

There was no joy on Green's face, and he stepped down from the high platform and turned to leave.

The many Knights of the Round Table looked at each other, and an inexplicable emotion filled the room compared to before the meeting.

The position of the head of the regiment, the dawn of freedom, greater power.

Some ideas popped up in everyone's mind.

From beginning to end, Roger remained calm, carefully combing through his previous tasks over and over again, including every word he and Yebeni had said.

"Don't think about it, no one will know that I killed Yebeni."

Tamara, who had left on the other side, walked down the stairs menacingly, her eyes shining like a beast, her muscles rolling as if a mouse was burrowing inside her because of her emotional ups and downs.

This was the harbinger of the druid's transformation.

"Knights of the Round Table, it must have been done by the Knights of the Round Table!"

Tamara clenched her fists.

"Which one is it?"

"Teacher, didn't they provide Yebeni's whereabouts?" A voice came from beside her, interrupting Tamara's thoughts.

She turned her head to look at her disciple, then shook her head.

"I heard that the traces of the Headless Horseman Rams and the Dark Deer Leader Kernon were found in the forest that day, could Yebeni encounter other dark creatures......"

"Impossible."

Tamara's eyes flickered.

Not only did the place of life wither, but even the black gem that grew on the tree of life was shattered.

Tamara knows better than anyone what this means.

This means that Yebeni must have activated the energy inside.

Who will he use it against?

There is only one answer.

For Tamara, the only thing she needs to determine now is if one of the Knights of the Round Table makes a move, or if everyone does it together!

If it's the latter, she needs to think more than revenge.

Take Green, for example.

"Old age never dies."

Tamara glanced back at the building behind her.

"Wait, I'll find out!"

The roundtable, though short-lived, was informative, and after the meeting, Roger had planned to return directly to Ayrde.

But before he could leave, an unexpected woman came to the door.

"Surprised to see me?"

Gahalad was dressed in casual clothes, and Injiman was already a little cool in mid-September, but seeing Gahalad could make any man feel the heat transmitted from her body.

"Find me something."

Roger kept a straight face, maintaining Bedwell's usual image.

"Don't think about it, although your new body looks attractive, I'm not interested in an old guy like you at all."

Gahalad was clearly much more relaxed than the last time they met.

"It's not that I want to see you."

"It's Mr. Green."

Roger raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise on his face.

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