Chapter 698 Moving Friendship

Chapter 698 Moving Friendship

The disciples of the Miller family in the church were amazed.

When did Elbert develop such a deep friendship with their leader?

He just stood there silently, head bowed, not saying a word for over ten minutes.

This great friendship was truly moving!

Little did they know.

Elbert was browsing through his visual feed, watching the images sent back by Iron Paul Seven.

Iron Paul Seven had tracked the Miller family's transport plane to one of the Miller family's top-secret underground bases!

At this moment.

Iron Paul Seven was hiding in a pipe on the roof of the base, with a clear view of everything happening below.

Elbert, standing in the Miller family church.

Clenched his fist slightly.

No one heard him curse under his breath, "Alfonso, damn it! You like playing dead, huh? I'll make it real for you in a bit, and I guarantee no one will be able to tell the difference!" The wooden door of the church behind Elbert was pushed open.

A group of Miller family disciples dressed in black with white flowers on their chests flooded in. They all kept their heads down, wearing large hoods that hid their faces, and stood silently around Elbert, beginning to mourn the deceased.

"Leader Alfonso, you died so tragically."

Elbert turned his head and saw that the voice came from a figure noticeably shorter than the other disciples.

This person kept their head down, hood covering their face, constantly wiping away tears with their sleeve.

Elbert knew very well.

The Miller family disciples were all very uniform in height and build.

Such a short person could only be one individual.

Looking at him, Elbert's eyes were about to shoot sparks.

But in the end, Elbert held back and said quietly, "Sir, don't be too sad." The short disciple turned slightly, covering his face with his large sleeve, "Mr. Perry, you're our leader's good friend, right? Please accept my condolences too."

Elbert clenched his fists, looking at this person with piercing eyes, "I will!"

The short disciple looked at Alfonso's body and sobbed, "In my heart, Leader Alfonso was the most outstanding Miller family leader of his generation. He worked hard to improve things, had an otherworldly presence, was approachable, humorous, charming and graceful. Unfortunately, he died young."

Elbert nodded emphatically, "I completely agree with what you just said."

The short disciple turned his head with his face covered, "Which part?"

Elbert turned his head, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and said softly, "Died young."

The short disciple's body suddenly trembled.

He coughed awkwardly twice, "May I ask, what kind of person was Leader Alfonso in your mind?"

Elbert looked up, "Apart from his love of pulling tacky and infuriating pranks, everything else about him was pretty good."

"But I feel it's unfair to him."

Elbert suddenly said.

The short disciple was stunned, "Unfair how?"

Elbert looked straight ahead, "Yesterday, he was already seriously injured, but instead of getting treatment right away, he ran to my house and told me a bunch of nonsense... His behavior showed he didn't value himself at all!" The short disciple twitched, "That's just how he was, always valuing friendship above all."

"And another thing."

Elbert looked around, "Alfonso was the current leader, and since he died unexpectedly, the other Miller family leaders didn't even show up. Plus, the Miller family has been diligently protecting Mr. Fields - you could say they've worked hard and achieved great things. It's one thing for Mr. Fields not to come, but even the Veridiania officials didn't send anyone?"

"Uh... well, they're probably all on their way."

The short disciple covered his face with his large sleeve.

Elbert let out a long breath, "I even suspect Alfonso is faking his death to mess with me."

The short disciple immediately straightened up, "That's impossible!"

Elbert nodded, "Yeah, I know it's impossible. If it were true, Alfonso would be really inconsiderate, having the heart to watch me suffer like this. Of course, he must also know that if I found out he wasn't dead, I'd be absolutely furious."

"Then I'd break his little arms and legs, one by one."

"I might also hang him from the rafters and whip him until I'm exhausted. Oh right, with my current stamina, that day of exhaustion might never come."

"And these Miller family disciples too."

"Instead of doing their real work, they're actually helping Alfonso put on an act to deceive me."

Elbert clenched his fists, looked around at the disciples, and continued, "I'd deploy my Defeat Miller and stomp all the Miller family churches flat, crush the buildings into pieces, crush the pieces into dust, and then beat up all the disciples."

The disciples' bodies were visibly trembling.

"Oh right."

Elbert suddenly turned his head, "What was the name of Alfonso's mech again?"

The short disciple beside him swallowed and said quietly, "It's called 'Morpheus.'"

"Mm."

"Right, 'Morpheus.'"

Elbert said slowly, "I'd also stomp on it like a balloon until it pops. That's my wish." "My friend, you really have quite the imagination."

The short disciple covered his face with one large sleeve while wiping sweat with the other, "Friend, is there any possibility that Leader Alfonso could suddenly be healed by the Miller family's miraculous medical techniques, and after two days of rest, jump out alive and kicking?"

Elbert narrowed his eyes, "That's impossible. I just checked Alfonso's body - he's definitely stone cold."

"If Alfonso really appears in front of me safe and sound in two days."

"There's only one possibility."

Elbert suddenly turned around with a fierce expression, "That would mean someone has the audacity to impersonate the Miller family leader. As Alfonso's close friend, I would naturally be furious. I would definitely break that impostor's limbs, then hang him from the rafters..."

The short man froze in place.

Under his sleeve, his face turned pale and his hands and feet went cold, "My friend, I think you're overreacting a bit."

Elbert shook his head, "No, not at all. You simply don't understand how deep my friendship with Alfonso is!"

The short disciple was dumbfounded, "Ah... this..."

Albert with his flowing hair emerged from the side, cleared his throat twice, and stood in front of Alfonso's body with a sorrowful expression.

He was about to speak to Elbert when he noticed the "short disciple" looking anxious and constantly blinking at him.

Albert was confused.

The previous plan was for him to act as the host, invite Elbert to the stage to remember Leader Alfonso.

Then the real Alfonso would suddenly pop out and give Elbert a scare, right?

What did his blinking mean?

After a moment.

Albert caught on - he must think I'm moving too slowly. Immediately, Albert said loudly, "Leader Alfonso suffered an accident, and I am deeply grieved. Today, Mr. Perry has personally attended, and the Miller family is extremely grateful. May I ask, do you have any final words you'd like to say to Leader Alfonso?"

But the short man suddenly raised his hand.

He said righteously, "Elbert is overcome with grief right now and definitely isn't in a condition to speak. Let's just wrap this up quickly!"

Albert was stunned. What's going on?

"I'm fine!"

"Why wouldn't I be fine?"

Elbert waved his hand and went straight to the stage, eyes wide open, scanning every single Miller family disciple below. Whoever his gaze touched instinctively took half a step back.

Elbert paused, then said calmly, "Everyone, see my black shirt? It cost me a full 235 dollars."

Everyone was confused.

Then Elbert practically squeezed out through gritted teeth, "So, no matter who it is, if anyone dares to use Alfonso's death to play tricks on me, I must, absolutely must, beat them up 235 times!"

"That's all, goodbye!"

After speaking, Elbert headed straight down the mountain.

Leaving everyone stunned like wooden chickens.

The short man finally lowered the sleeve covering his face.

Already panicking completely.

And the other disciples looked at him one by one in horror - this Leader Alfonso who had played with fire and burned himself!

Alfonso at this moment was somewhat distracted, muttering, "It's over, it's over. Looks like I really can't come back to life now. I've killed myself off!"