My Husband's Ghost
Chapter 87 Dimitri's

Van Costel only looked at the surrounding direction seriously while Mazonn ordered Yunlong Jian's sword to hold off the four Dalca II's assassins from blocking their path following Antolin Lucian.

The two most powerful swords came from heaven obeying the orders of their master, Mazonn. And continue to exert their strength to fight the four hired assassins of Dalca II.

"We're leaving now, Mazonn?" said Van Costel IV.

"Well, we go now, Van Costel", Mazonn said.

Mazonn replied with a quick nod of his head towards Van CostelIV.

The two threw smiles at each other then turned their gazes back towards the pair of sword Yunlong Jian was fighting.

The gaze of Van Costel IV's eyes was sharpened when he saw the ongoing battle between the four Dalca II mercenaries and Yunlong Jian's two fierce swords.

"Can we leave the area here to a pair of Yunlong swords?" said Van Costel IV.

"Believe your heart Van Costel because all must have their own greatness and trust everything in the two swords of Yunlong" Mazonn said.

"I hope that the battle at Orange Palace will end soon" Van Costel IV said.

"I am the same as you who also want the battle here to end quickly" replied Mazonn.

"What is it that draws him to win?" said Van Costel IV.

"Losing a victory in battle leaves only a wound and it will last until the end of time" Mazonn said.

"We only intend to investigate this palace, not to attack anyone" Van Costel IV said.

"But the different situations that led to the inevitable battle" Mazonn said.

"We came well but had to go home with undue bloodshed" Van Costel IV said.

"It is only suspicion and vengeance in the heart that engenders malice in the heart and causes this battle to take place, Van Costel" Mazonn replied.

"Does the heart have to be betrayed ? While the lives that must be exchanged because of unsubstantiated hatred, Mazonn?" said Van Costel IV.

"Enough we know the secret because everything that has happened has happened, let time be answered, Van Costel", said Mazonn.

"Hmm..", muttered Van Costel IV.

"We're leaving now, my friend?" said Mazonn.

Mazonn looked at the handsome ghostly face before him in the shade.

"Yes.., we go now.", said Van Costel IV.

The handsome ghost immediately nodded his head while answering a question from Mazonn.

Suddenly from behind appeared a figure of a man who came to surprise Van Costel IV and Mazonn.

Making the attention of the two diverted towards the foreign figure.

"Just give me the business here!", said the man in a full black suit.

"DIMITRI!!!", said Van Costel IV and Mazonn simultaneously.

"Hi, how are you?", said Dimitri.

"Where have you been, Dimitri?", asked Mazonn.

Mazonn looked surprised at the sudden arrival of Dimitri and patted his close friend's shoulder hard.

"Auwh!!!", cried Dimitri enduring the pain of Mazonn's loud clap on his shoulder.

''Very good!", said Mazonn, grimacing.

"Hi, it should be me who grimaces in pain not you, Mazonn!", said Dimitri.

"It hurts!?" said Mazonn.

"THE SICK!!!", said Dimitri.

"I don't think you've ever had feelings, Dimitri" Mazonn said.

Mazonn raised both of his eyebrows high up as he gazed towards Dimitri.

"What have you been doing since ? I'm looking for you, Dimitiri!?", said Mazonn back.

"I was just thinking about changing my clothes to make it look cooler when it came to a palace, that's all" Dimitri said.

"Huh !? What !?", said Mazonn surprised.

"Yes, why ??? Is there something wrong with my way of thinking??" Dimitri said.

"Good God, this guy ! Don't know if someone else is thinking about your situation and you answer it casually!?", Mazonn said furrowed.

"I just changed my clothes in this suit before coming to the palace, thinking I would be more official if we visited the king's palace" Dimitri said.

"He thought Dalca II was king!?", Van Costel IV continued.

Dimitri only glanced towards the handsome ghost who turned his face towards the battle.

"He's really weird ! And I really want to hit him right now!", said Mazonn.

"How am I not upset with him ? I don't want to call him a pundit but in reality he came to the enemy palace in official clothes as if it was a banquet!!!", said Mazonn.

"Isn't that his charm and his trademark?" replied Van Costel IV.

"Principal feature ??? What is the attraction???", said Mazonn.

"Have it, don't be too dizzy about his attitude ! We'd better catch up with Antolin Lucian" Van Costel IV said.

"Haish..!?", said Mazonn.

"Where are you going?" asked Dimitri.

"STATING ANTOLIN LUCIAN!!!", Mazonn said.

Van Costel IV simply grinned at his two close friends in turn and drew his long-stretched sword towards the floor.

"CTARR !!!"

There was a loud sound of a sword belonging to Van Costel IV that moved to form a long wave when it hit the floor.

"We're leaving, Dimitri ! I leave the business here to you!", said Van Costel IV.

"Well, Van Costel", Dimitri said seriously.

Van Costel IV moves quickly with the sword pointed directly on the floor while the handsome ghost's body flies above it like a flash of light shot.

"Take them not to make a fuss ! Strive to immediately catch the four Dalca II assassins for interrogation later!", said Mazonn.

"Well, I'll get things done here as soon as possible" Dimitri said.

Mazonn immediately nodded his head towards Dimitri while Dimitri countered with a serious look.

"I leave them to you, Dimitri!", said Mazonn.

Mazonn's body whirled around like a gust of wind and a voice echoed as he left the battle area on the other side of Orange Palace.

Mazonn then disappeared in the blink of an eye by leaving behind a pair of Yunlong swords that were fighting to Dimitri.

The atmosphere returned to silence as Van Costel IV and Mazonn left, staying alone Dimitri in the battle area while fighting the four Dalca II mercenary assassins who faced a pair of Yunlong Jian.

Back the look of Dimitri's eyes looked sharp and turned brightly lit.

Dimitri's two hands shook violently while his eyes were fixed straight ahead.

Simultaneously, Dimitri's body gave off a bone-chilling cold aura, accompanied by gusts of wind around him.

Ice crystal chunks emerged from around Dimitri's body which slowly formed a triangular formation of ice crystals.

The triangle of ice crystals then let out a blast of cold wind that rolled quickly over the ice crystal triangle.

"AAaaarghhhh.!!!!", there was a screaming sound from Dimitri's lips as his hands extended forward.

Making a slow bang on the ice crystal triangle in front of him so as to let out a gust of wind.

A gust of cold wind moved swiftly towards the battle area where the two swords of Yunlong were fighting against the four Dalca II's top mercenary assassins.

A cold wind accompanied by chunks of ice crystals hit hard towards the four assassins who were fighting the attack from a pair of Yunlong Jian.

DASH !!!

The loud thumping sound hit the bodies of the four assassins told Dalca II who was fighting.

DASH !!! DASH !!! DASH !!!

"Aaakhhh.!!!", yelled the four hitmen in unison.

When their bodies were bounced far enough when they were hit by an attack from Dimitri's ice crystals.

Making the four of them shocked as they received a bang from the chunks of ice crystals that turned into powerful and dangerous weapons that hit their bodies.

The four hired assassins of Dalca II immediately turned their eyes in unison toward the coming chunks of ice crystals from Dimitri.

"Who is he?", said the four simultaneously.

"Come on.", said one of them.

"Is he our enemy?", asked the others.

"Surely he's one of our enemies because he attacked us", said the handsome man of the members of Dalca II's hired assassin.

"How dare he, attack the four of us alone ! Is he tired of living?", said the other cynical.

"If he comes alone against us, of course, he is ready to face the big risks that he will accept later" said the handsome man.

"We reply to him!", said one woman.

"Sure!", said another fellow assassin.

The fourth view of Dalca II's hired assassins was pointed sharply at Dimitri.

Looking from their front, they, Dimitri who was standing firmly with both eyes turning brightly lit up with his body continuously giving off a cold aura was seen twisting the triangle of ice crystals before him with both of his hands turning into ice.