socalfunplaces Chapter 464
Chapter 464
Stevan sat in a chair, quietly waiting for good news from Camille.
Time passed by, but he still believed that Camille would not let him down.
After all, Camille's mission completion rate has always been 100%, and she can do everything for the family.
While waiting, Stevan kept imagining that he would have that powerful weapon in his mind, which would become his most solid support and guarantee.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile proudly. However.
The older Stevan is, the higher his need for security, and the more suspicious he is.
At this moment, he was extremely eager to see the powerful weapon in his hands, otherwise he couldn't even sleep well.
...
"You came back with nothing, just to tell me this bullshit news?"
Stevan looked at Camille in front of him with a gloomy face, with a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in his voice.
Camille had just come back from outside. She told Stevan everything that had happened, but Stevan couldn't accept this reality at all this time.
He stared at Camille with disbelief, and questioned her loudly.
Stevan thought that Camille was deceiving her superiors and subordinates.
Thinking of this, Stevan's breathing became more and more rapid, and he slapped the table hard, making a dull sound.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very tired and haggard.
The passage of time became extremely sensitive to him. When he woke up every morning, he always felt like he was racing against death.
If he didn't spit out the phlegm in his throat, he might die.
And the more this happened, the more unstable his mood became.
He began to hold the power of the family tightly in his hands and refused to let go, and even a lot of the power that had been divided returned to Stevan's hands.
He even wanted to concentrate more power, and everyone became more and more suspicious.
Stevan glanced at Camille, and a trace of jealousy surged in his heart.
Her appearance was still as beautiful as it was decades ago, and the years seemed to have left no trace on her face.
"If you think that because I am old, you can use such a poor excuse to perfunctory me, sister!" Stevan's voice was full of dissatisfaction and doubt.
"You said that the man relied on this eye to launch such a powerful attack, and the explosion and fire were just his casual means of attack!" Stevan continued, his tone becoming more and more excited.
"Then I would like to ask, my chief spy, how did you survive in front of such a terrifying enemy? Facing such a monster opponent, you should not have survived! Moreover, I can't see any scars on you."
Camille rolled her eyes when she heard this.
She thought that she was able to survive because she did not follow Stevan's stealth attack plan, but visited gracefully as Mrs. Piltover.
Camille reluctantly explained: "Stevan, I..." However, before she could finish, she was interrupted by Stevan.
"Don't tell me that you slept with him!" Stevan's voice was full of anger and shock.
Stevan understood men of that age the best, and he had also been through that age.
"How is it possible? He is too..." Camille did not have too many emotional fluctuations.
Stevan stopped Camille's explanation, his voice seemed particularly old and choked:
"Are you trying to say that he is so strong that he can subdue you without hurting you? Camille, don't show off your poor wisdom in front of me, in fact, I know your thoughts very well!"
His voice was full of disappointment and anger, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Camille's performance.
"I have warned you long ago that your vision is as narrow as a mouse, it was so before, and it is still so now! You only see the immediate benefits, but ignore the greater threats."
His tone became more severe, as if he was very disappointed with Camille's behavior.
"You are just a machine. You just need to follow my orders. I didn't expect that useless emotions would be transformed after the comprehensive transformation?"
His eyes revealed deep doubts and puzzlement, and he was very surprised by Camille's reaction.
"Besides, that guy has said that he wants to rule Piltover. What you should do is to find a way to cut off his head and send it to your master!"
His voice became louder and louder, full of accusations and reprimands against Camille.
However, although Stevan's voice was hoarse, his old body could no longer support him to speak these words more powerfully.
CamilleCamille stood quietly in front of Stevan, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.
She silently watched this crazy man, watching him jump up and down in anger, insulting and venting his emotions.
Camille has always had a good opinion of Stevan, the head of the Philos family.
Now, almost all the families in Piltover know that the real leader and core of Piltover is the Philos family.
Camille has made great efforts for this, but she believes that Stevan has contributed to it.
However, Stevan's performance at this moment is not even satisfactory, and even makes Camille feel that he is a completely different person from the past, with a strong sense of separation.
She gradually understood why many people in history, although they acted wisely and benevolently throughout their lives, once they entered their old age, they would do all kinds of bizarre and absurd things...
The monster called death, the weak body, the terrible disease, and the aging mind... all of them make people undergo qualitative changes.
"Okay, you go out first and seriously reflect on the failure of this mission. Go to the wall-facing room and reflect for a while."
Stevan also realized his impatience and loss of composure just now, sat back on the recliner, and waved impatiently at Camille.
"Stevan, calm down!" Camille said this, walked to the window without saying a word, and then jumped up with the help of the hook.
However, Camille did not realize that behind her, there was a greedy and covetous gaze tightly locked on her back.
This gaze seemed to penetrate her chest and look directly at the beating heart deep in her heart.
The owner of this gaze was Stevan.
"Let you preach a few more words... hehe." Stevan lay on the recliner, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into deep memories.
Time went back to childhood, when the generation of the Philos main family was only Stevan and Camille.
In contrast, Camille is an all-rounder with extraordinary talents and abilities.
But Stevan seems relatively ordinary, without much outstanding features.
Until one day, the choice of fate was placed before them.
They had to make a choice:
One person would ascend the throne of the head of the Philos family and master the power in the family; the other person would need to be transformed by Hextech technology and become the chief spy of the family, and from then on live only for the family and devote everything to the family.
At that time, Stevan disdained Hextech transformation.
He believed that even if he gained powerful strength through transformation, he would eventually have to obey the orders of the family.
In addition, if many parts of the body were transformed, how much wonderful life experience would be lost!
He is Stevan Philos, a person who is born to enjoy everything.
Moreover, it is said that after Hextech transformation, people's emotions will gradually disappear.
However, Stevan sneered at things like emotions the most.
He even hoped to get rid of the shackles and influence of emotions! Unfortunately, watching Camille running around for the Philos family, Stevan knew that she still had deep feelings for him.
Faced with such a choice, isn't the answer obvious? He would push his good sister to the path of human body transformation with his eyes closed!
But now, looking at his sister who is still elegant and youthful, and then looking at himself who is getting old...
"So, why do you, old bastard, let people make a choice? Why can't you let me accept the transformation and become the head of the family? This is the real way out for the Philos family! I want both! I want them all!"
Suddenly, the old skin on Stevan's face wrinkled in anger, as if an old man full of resentment was questioning his long-dead father: Why do you treat me like this? Why give her the best?
He never thought that this was his choice.
His heart was full of jealousy and unwillingness:
Because Camille has a body that will never age, and even a body that will continue to evolve with the passage of time, as well as an omnipotent Hex heart.
These should belong to him. As the head of the Philos family, he should have everything!
However, when he wanted to transform it, the reality was so cruel. The Philos family had not found the real Hex crystal for a long time.
Although Hex crystals can be made through technical means now, these artificial Hex crystals always lack some key active substances.
Therefore, the Hex heart made with them cannot be called a real heart.
"But who said I don't have a Hex heart!" SteveWan gritted his teeth and said, he had been staring at the beating Hex heart in his sister's left chest.
This thought has been lingering in his mind.
As for Camille saving his life many times, Stevan did not think it was a big deal.
In his eyes, saving their master was just the job of a spy.
Stevan wanted to continue planning, but his body could not wait any longer.
"Cough cough cough..." Stevan couldn't stop coughing after a cough, and he started coughing wildly, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
...
The dark clouds covered the moon, and the ink-stained night sky seemed to swallow all the light.
On this hill, the luxurious villa complex of the Philos family was like a bright pearl, shining with gorgeous light.
In this luxurious complex of buildings, a figure was hidden on the roof of the most luxurious villa.
The man lay quietly on the roof and was extremely hidden.
After soaking his fingers with saliva, he pretended to open the thick "Demon Code" in his hand.
The man had a pair of cute little black wings on his back, but it was these wings that made him appear here quietly.
Jincheng was not a child, so he would not easily believe Camille's one-sided words and promises.
He knew that the world was complicated and people's hearts were unpredictable, and he would never blindly believe her words just because her breasts were soft and comfortable to hold.
He followed Camille back here.
When Jincheng came here, he was surprised to find that the negative emotions emanating from Stevan were so strong that they were even enough to breed some small Azakana.
Then Jincheng decisively put on the [Crown of the Demon King].
In fact, everyone has a lot of negative emotions, and Jincheng can see greed and lust in every man.
If greed and lust are harvested by demons, Jincheng will have to harvest from Freljord to Shurima.
Stevan's greed wants more.
Then it was the classic demon stirring up the greed in people's hearts.
Using words to seduce face to face is what demons do. Jincheng only stirred Stevan's desire, letting this mountain rolling stone start to slide down from the top of the mountain and then stopped.
He didn't like this. What he liked most was the most wonderful desires from Keren, the kind of desires that were entangled with emotions, lust, immorality and their tenacious chivalry.
"You are a demon, no, it is impossible for a demon to approach Piltover without being discovered by me! What do you want to do!" The little blue bird was panicking at this moment, chirping and flying around Jincheng.
She wanted to take Jincheng down, but more often, Janna would take action when the threat did not enter Piltover.
Because once something enters the body, even Janna would find it difficult to use coercive means to drive it away.
"Allah~Allah~" Looking at a page on the heavy magic book full of Stevan's desire, Jincheng closed the magic book heavily, and the corners of his mouth were crooked.
"What am I doing? This is not my intention, it's his own idea. It has nothing to do with me. As for the devil, I don't admit it. It's just a role-playing, cosplay. Even the goddess has to keep up with the trend of the times."
Jincheng continued:
"If I were really a devil, how could Goddess Janna allow me to enter her body? The goddess will not allow dirty demons to set foot on her holy territory."
"The goddess should distinguish right from wrong! I am your most loyal believer! We are all fighting for a better tomorrow for Piltover and Zaun!"
The little blue bird looked at the man in front of him whose devilish aura had disappeared and whose face was full of justice. For a moment, she was a little dazed.
No matter what, she could not detect the slightest devilish aura from Jincheng.
However, Janna firmly believed that there must be something wrong with Jincheng.
The little bluebird cursed and flapped its wings as it flew away.
Jin Cheng waited for the goddess to go away, and finally looked at the old man with expectation: Lao Deng, try one last time! The future of Piltover depends on you.