Chapter 285 (1/2)
When Fiona got the news and hurried back, Donne was sitting leisurely in the yard drinking tea. Not far away, Elia shouted happily on her bicycle with auxiliary wheels, and the maids stood quietly and peacefully.
Then Fiona frowned and ran to Donne in a hurry.
”What happened?”
”Nothing.”
Donne stalled: ”it's estimated that someone is unhappy with me, so send someone to assassinate me.”
Fiona stamped her feet angrily: ”are you so calm when someone wants to assassinate you?”
”What else? I've been forced to say that I was assassinated all day?”
”So I just can't stand your calm attitude!”
Fiona, holding her anger, grabbed Donne's teacup, gulped it, and put it heavily on the table: ”I know I'm worried about you, but you don't care at all. It makes me feel like a fool!”
Donne joked, ”you know my strength. What are you afraid of?”
Even if you know your strength, it's because you care too much that it's easy to mess up!
Fiona opened her mouth and was just about to speak out with great momentum. Then grantia's voice sounded from behind: ”what's the matter? I feel that all the magic around here is disordered.”
This guy!
Fiona had to swallow her words, glanced bitterly at Grandia, and then said angrily, ”let him explain.”
”Nothing. I was assassinated, but there seems to be an accident.”
Donne said casually, ”the room has been completely leveled. The beds, cabinets and decorations have been crushed to pieces by the chaotic magic. There is nothing except the walls and ground reinforced by the magic array.”
After a pause, Donne continued, ”but there was a strong smell of blood left in the room, so I suspect... The guy who assassinated me may have been unlucky. He may have accidentally triggered a Goblin Bomb in the room and killed himself.”
”What a pity -”
Fiona looked at her suspiciously. Grantia's face stiffened and changed her tongue as if nothing had happened: ”Oh, I mean, it's a pity to have no clue.”
”Well, that's true.”
Donne nodded: ”but don't care too much. Anyway, I didn't care about this assassination.”
Yes, after knowing from nisclair that he was prandal's hope, he knew he was the son of destiny.
Since he was sheltered by the gods of the world, how could he die so casually on the roadside? It's not Gu Long's novel world. He is the real hero halo.
”Are you sure who sent it?”
”Who else but the Kadir family?”
Donne joked: ”I was severely put forward, I must not swallow this tone.”
”What are you going to do?”
”Let's hang it first. I don't have time to play with them now.”
Donne waved his hand carelessly and looked at Grandia with interest: ”how do you feel these two days?”
”Very bad.”
Grantia sat opposite him impolitely and looked contemptuously at Donne: ”you're so bad at squeezing a girl's labor force.”
”Are you a girl?”
Don en skimmed his lips: ”how's the winter grain reserve?”
”The gap has almost been filled.”
Speaking of this, Fiona's expression eased a little: ”but due to the policy of attracting refugees to settle down and the effectiveness of the influence of getting up early and spreading out, more and more people have been absorbed recently, and the number of outsiders every day has increased from the original few to dozens.”
”Oh, it seems that the effect is good. Do a good job in their resettlement. Refugees are an unstable factor, but if handled well, they will have a strong sense of belonging to us and spontaneously protect Ellington.”
”Of course I know.”
Fiona said angrily, ”if you wait for you to speak, Ellington doesn't know what the mess is like.”
Donne felt his nose awkwardly. ”You're here... Oh, by the way, how's the arrangement over there?”
”You mean the design department?”