I seem to be an evil god

"For Iris!"

The sound of celebration completely drowned out the Duke's voice. Although this was not the first time he was interrupted, Marquis Akaba couldn't help but frown.

The Grand Duke of Monte Cristo naturally waited for the cheers to pass, and then continued his suggestion: "To be honest, only the eldest prince can help you with this matter, but you have to be more particular about the way you ask for help."

The Grand Duke talked a lot. During this period, various exclamations came from downstairs more than once.

After too many times, Marquis Akaba finally couldn't help complaining: "Grand Duke, can you change the way we meet next time? I've really had enough of these screams."

"Patience, my friend, patience. With all its faults, it keeps the conversation private, doesn't it?"

"Okay, okay." Marquis Akaye slammed the table hard, and did not stop even if the table knife cut his cuff.

"My friend, what happened to you today?" Seeing this, the Grand Duke frowned, "This is not like you."

"It's nothing, something bad happened."

Before the Marquis finished speaking, another huge exclamation came from downstairs: "Oh my God! Iris!!!"

Phew~

Marquis Chiye took a deep breath, held the knife with his fingers, and the veins on his forehead were exposed, "These, damn, bastards!"

Poof!

The vertical collar trench coat covering the Marquis was stretched open by the bulging muscles, and the threads and cuffs all fell apart. Amidst the exclamation of the Grand Duke of Monte Cristo, the Marquis of Akaba turned into a man three meters tall, with his body covered with scales. A monster with tentacles, silk clothes hanging on him like rags, with a sense of grotesqueness and horror.

"Damn bastard!"

The completely transformed Marquis Chiye muttered these words, opened the door and rushed out. He jumped down from the railing on the second floor and hit the guests with a loud bang.

"Ah!" The guests were stunned for a moment, and then screamed one after another. The crowd retreated wildly, and the strong professionals broke open the outer wall and fled in a hurry.

‘Suffer it! ’

Only then did the Grand Duke on the second floor react. He immediately opened the secret door in the private room and shouted to the restaurant owner inside, "Block it! Block it!"

Bang!

A light blue barrier covered the restaurant, and the escaping guests were blocked by the barrier and unable to leave.

The monster-turned-Marquis Akaye roared and charged forward. At this moment, four pure red rays shot out from the hidden safety device, instantly piercing through Marquis Akaye's limbs and creating four fist-sized holes.

Marquis Chiye wailed, fell to the ground and flopped twice before going into shock due to severe pain.

The fully armed attendants rushed out from the back kitchen and tightly surrounded the unconscious Marquis Akaba. The rest blocked all exits of the restaurant to prevent anyone from escaping.

These stable and orderly actions made the guests feel at ease, and they gathered together and pointed at the unconscious Marquis Akaba.

The Archduke of Monte Cristo stood on the indoor terrace on the second floor, gritting his teeth and changing his expression.

Such a change suddenly occurred, and he had no clue for a moment.

"Your Excellency, maybe I can solve your problem."

The Grand Duke of Monte Cristo frowned and looked at the guest who was stopped by the attendant. He was a slightly fat middle-aged man, wearing a light gray suit, with sparse hair, deep eye sockets, a high nose, and two carefully maintained horoscopes under his nose. Hu.

"Who are you?"

"Hermes Poirot, a detective."

"I have heard your name, Courier Poirot."

Poirot narrowed his eyes when he heard this and gently rubbed his cane, "Then it's a great honor for me to have served such a distinguished guest as you."

"It was just mentioned by a friend." The Grand Duke replied calmly, and at the same time ordered the attendant to let Poirot in.

"You don't need to explain, Your Excellency the Grand Duke." Poirot came closer and bowed slightly.

"How do you know who I am?"

"It's not difficult to guess, Your Excellency." Poirot narrowed his eyes and smiled shrewdly, "Although the explanation is very simple, let's focus on business. Your friend needs help, right?"

"Huh? What suggestions do you have?" The Grand Duke answered ambiguously, not admitting that the monster lying on the ground was Marquis Akaba, nor did he admit the relationship between the two.

"Unfortunately, a murder just occurred here. An innocent ghost is wandering here. He accidentally injured your friend and attracted you to seek justice."

The Grand Duke thought about it for a while, and then gave an order to his men. Not long after, a rickety carriage rushed out of the street outside the restaurant, and a huge figure covered in scales jumped out of it and knocked open the restaurant. Go through the outer wall and rush into the private room where the Grand Duke and the Marquis were talking.

Then, the monster returned to its human form, bowed to the Grand Duke, and retreated.

Of course, no sound was heard in the restaurant during this whole process, which constitutes a false fact. Even if someone comes to investigate and take the witness's testimony, they will only regard the monster in the carriage and the one in the restaurant as one. .

"Now you can go get justice."

Poirot smiled slightly, and the Grand Duke gave him an approving look and slowly walked down the stairs.

"Everyone, stay where you are, don't walk around, don't talk randomly!"

The Grand Duke quickly calmed down the emotions of the guests, and followed Poirot's instructions to divide the guests into several waves. Some of them were left to serve as witnesses for the demon hunters, and some went outside the restaurant to report to the city guards, the demon hunting guild, and the church. Report.

Ten minutes later, the city guards were the first to arrive and completely controlled the situation; after another five minutes, the demon hunters and church priests arrived late. Half an hour later, most of the guests whose evidence had been taken were released. In the restaurant, there were only six people at the table with the deceased, as well as the Marquis, the Grand Duke and Poirot.

"Your Majesty the Duke."

The witcher assigned here is the newly appointed leader of the foreign affairs team, Jap Scotland, a middle-aged witcher wearing a beige trench coat.

"Although we already have many witnesses, we still ask you to tell us what happened."

Japp spoke meticulously, and many of the witnesses he mentioned made the Duke of Monte Cristo frown slightly.

"I think it was about half past one. My friend and I took a carriage to the parliament chamber. We were discussing a motion, and then suddenly he changed, became irritable, slapped the seat frantically, and then he changed In his current appearance, he rushed out of the carriage."

Having said this, the Archduke paused and signaled the unconscious monster Marquis with his eyes.

"Later I learned that he rushed into the restaurant. When I came here, he had been subdued by the restaurant owner. Then I learned that a murder had occurred here. I suspected that this was the reason for his change. The invasion of an innocent spirit."

"The reason why your friend lost control still needs to be investigated, and there is no conclusion yet."

Japp first rejected the Grand Duke's guess, and then asked: "What is the full name of your friend? We need to notify his family."

"I'm sorry, but for privacy reasons I cannot reveal his name."

The Grand Duke refused without hesitation. Whether it was for Marquis Akaye's sake or for his own consideration, Marquis Akaye's name could not appear in the investigation report.

Japp glanced deeply at the Archduke with his light brown eyes, then put away his notes.

"As you wish."