Quick transmigration: Don't Mess With The Devil(BL)

2.8

"What is the progress on the investigation?" Deon Krishgar asked.

"The emperor personally dispatched Count Aragon to infiltrate the area. We will be able to get more information soon."

Deon didn't immediately reply when he heard that.

"My Lord?" His assistant was confused when he did not get any reply.

"Did anyone else know about this?"

"So far only us and the emperor along with a few numbers of imperial inspectors knew about this."

"Help Count Aragon cover any traces of him being involved. And make sure he won't get injured."

"As you wish my Lord. Is there anything else my Lord?"

"No, you're excuse."

Deon was immediately left alone inside the office where he had spent most of his time since he resume the marquise title.

He glanced towards the portrait painting that he just got from a painter. It was a portrait of three person which the painter copied from the original four persons portrait.

There were two black haired individuals sitting side by side while a silver white haired male kid around the age of seven was sitting in between them with a shy smile on his face. The red eyes were shining with the innocence of a kid but upon closer look, they seem to be the eyes that filled with hidden pain and suffering.

"Sigh. I really need to talk to him," he muttered but no one would had heard him.

He still remember that day when he just arrived home, there was no guards or servants greeting him as usual. He came back since the academy granted the students a month of break because the empire had just achieved victory and ended the eight year war.

But who would have thought, the first person he met would be dead in front of the mansion's entrance.

More and more corpses splattered across the hallway and stairs. He followed all the trace until he found the only two living people inside the whole mansion.

A young man covered in blood, holding bloodied swords in both hands, looking around lifelessly as if confirming if there was any other target he should eliminate. He didn't seem to bother about the weeping woman, currently kneeling in front of him with tears and dumbstrucked expression.

The woman seemed to be in shock and only managed to keep on pleading, "Please don't kill me. I'm your mother."

The woman soon started to get hysterical and screaming as if she had seen ghost before passing out but the young man's expression didn't change even the slightest.

A moment later, their eyes met each others.

Deon could feel his soul shivered and death seem to be so close like never before.

"Brother....." The voice sounds different but the way it was said was still the same.

It was similar with the always smiling and slightly introvert younger brother he once knew who always likes to watch him practice swordsmanship.

"Hileo, what have you done?"

"What I should've done long time ago," the moment he finished saying that, he swung his sword.

But Deon didn't feel any pain and when he opened his eyes which he instinctively closed while expecting an excruciating pain being inflicted on his body, he could see what had happened.