roccoschili Chapter 660 Who exactly is the Martial Death Servant?
Chapter 660 Who exactly is the Martial Death Servant?
Fate's voice was choked with sobs, each word sounding like it was being squeezed out from the depths of her throat.
It was a mixture of fear and struggle.
He was really scared.
He is a civil-themed Death Servant, unlike the military-themed Death Servants.
He is self-aware.
Many of the Deadpool characters are more like robots, fearless of death and unburdened by worldly ties.
He is quite old, and his family is large.
Betraying Prince could very well bring his family to ruin.
He had no choice; if he didn't submit to Meng Chuan, he and his family would also perish.
Because the Green Gang was known as the head of the ten major gangs.
Moreover, the Green Gang and Thousand-Faced Asura formed a defensive alliance.
If Meng Chuan wanted to crush him and his family, even if all of Prince's Deadpool were mobilized, they might not be able to stop him.
But to betray Prince, even if Prince is dead.
Who knows how many more tricks Prince has up his sleeve to use against him?
Therefore, Fate revealed that Prince still had three bloodlines remaining in the world.
He was really taking a huge risk.
"Three...three children? Prince is really still going strong for his age!"
Meng Chuan was also surprised.
Fortunately, he noticed something amiss.
If these three children make a strong comeback in the future.
And he mobilized all his civil and military servants, intending to take revenge on Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan may not be afraid, but his family might not be.
It's not just Meng Chuan's family; the powerful members of the entire Green Gang will likely suffer immeasurable consequences.
"Yes, that's what makes Prince so terrifying."
Fate's voice grew increasingly hoarse:
"The older boy is six years old this year. He is raised in a small town in Northern Europe and is known as the son of an ordinary fisherman. Our Wen Death Servants are there, disguised as neighbors, taking care of his daily life, teaching him to read and write, and also secretly cultivating his business acumen—that was Mr. Prince's special instruction, not to let him come into contact with the darkness of the family too early, but to let the things in his bones slowly awaken."
Meng Chuan remained silent.
At six years old, she had already started to remember things.
Behind what appears to be an ordinary childhood lies such a heavy destiny.
This child was destined to be caught in a vortex from birth.
"What about the second one?"
Meng Chuan pressed for an answer.
"The second one is a girl, four years old, in South America."
Fitt paused, seemingly recalling the details:
"The environment there is complicated, and the Deadpool's people have also secretly sent people to follow her. Her adoptive parents are farmers with large coffee plantations. Mr. Prince said that the strong South American sun can cultivate a resilient character."
"The smallest one."
Fate's voice lowered, carrying a hint of barely perceptible pity:
"It's a boy, not even a month old. His mother is a local doctor, and she's unmarried. We only told everyone that he was a distant relative's child, and we entrusted him to her care. The child was born weak, and Wu Sishi sent the best doctor to watch over him secretly, which is how he managed to get through the first few weeks."
Meng Chuan knew about this child.
This is also the bloodline that Prince asked Meng Chuan to preserve.
But now it seems that this child cannot be kept.
Meng Chuan would never leave such a hidden danger.
Only Prince's direct bloodline has been severed.
Those Deadpools will lose their mission.
Do these children know that each other exists?
Meng Chuan asked.
"do not know."
Fate shook her head, her tone certain:
"Mr. Prince gave a strict order that all children must grow up in an absolutely independent environment until they reach adulthood."
"Until this point, even those of us who are protecting them cannot reveal any information about the other children."
He said that premature contact would only bring danger. Only by letting them hone their different abilities in different environments can they complement each other in the future and support the whole family.
Such a deep scheme.
Meng Chuan sneered inwardly.
Prince not only left behind his bloodline, but also meticulously designed their growth trajectory.
They even considered character development.
Even in death, this man's shadow still looms over everything.
This may explain why the Rothschild family was unable to sever ties even during the Holocaust in World War II.
As long as he has time, and as long as he has a large number of loyal followers, both civil and military, he will be able to achieve his goals.
When these children grow up, they will raise their voices and give voice to others.
It could indeed revive the Rothschild family's glory.
"How are you, these civil and military servants, divided into different roles?"
Meng Chuan continued to press:
"What are the 'civilian' and 'military' death servants responsible for?"
Fate raised his head; he no longer concealed anything.
“The Deadpool are mostly scholars, businessmen, and politicians who are responsible for paving the way for their children—accumulating wealth, building connections, and clearing away any political obstacles they may encounter in the future.”
"Warrior Death Servants are warriors, assassins, and bodyguards who are responsible for their safety, eliminating those who pose a threat to them, and also... carrying out some shady missions."
Fitt paused, then added:
“The civil death servants obey my commands, while the military death servants only obey the orders of the ring holders. We each have our own duties and rarely interact, except when Mr. Prince has important instructions, in which case we will communicate through encrypted channels.”
Things have come to this point.
Fate can only rely on Meng Chuan.
Therefore, he spoke freely about everything he knew.
"So, you only know about the three children you're in charge of?"
Meng Chuan stared at him:
"Does the Martial Death Servants have any other children?"
Meng Chuan asked tentatively.
Fate's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, then she gave a wry smile:
“Master, you are wise. This is what I will say next.”
"Given Mr. Prince's character, there is no way he would leave behind only three children."
“He believed in the saying ‘a cunning rabbit has three burrows,’ especially in matters of great importance concerning the survival of the family.”
"I'm sure that the Martial Death Servant has other bloodlines in his possession, perhaps more than one."
"But I really don't know exactly how many there are or where they are."
Meng Chuan fell silent.
Prince's methods are too cunning.
It's really difficult to remove all his hidden agents.
Fate continued to explain:
"The scepter is the clan leader's token, the bracelet is the proof of the civil death servant leader, and the ring... is the core of the martial death servant."
"Mr. Prince's control over the martial Deadpool is far more stringent than that over the civil Deadpool."
“The holder of the power ring is only responsible to that person. Even I, the leader of the Wen Death Servants, do not know the other party’s true identity.”
Meng Chuan frowned.
Not knowing who holds the Ring means not being able to find the other children in the hands of the Deathbringer.
It is even more impossible to completely sever the roots of the Rothschilds.
It's like planting a time bomb; nobody knows when it will explode.
"But you just said you've met the holder of the power ring?"
Meng Chuan suddenly remembered what Fate had said earlier.
Phoebe nodded, a hint of uncertainty flashing in her eyes:
"I've seen her once, and more than once. I suspect she's not a man..."