Chapter 265 Legacy
Wearing a white robe, Remiller held the scriptures in his arms, declined the invitations from others, and walked slowly to the corner of the party.
Here, a person is admiring the paintings and carvings on the wall.
The painting was a scene of a group of angels fighting against demons, and his eyes fell on one of the angels.
That was an angel sending a message on the battlefield.
Although her status is low, as long as she has specific responsibilities, it means that her name is known to countless people.
"The messenger who controls dreams and thunder, the constant attendant of the seven archangels, the angel Remiller who makes people sleep."
Karl spoke slowly:
"I never thought that this kind of existence could stay in the world forever."
"I remember you." Remiller said:
"The wizard apprentice next to Catherine, but I heard that you have gone to the wizarding world, why are you back?"
"I am old and miss my hometown, so I came back." Karl turned around and looked Facing the other party, his brows frowned subconsciously:
"What a huge hostility..."
"Don't forget the agreement between the gods and wizards. You have no right to take action until I don't violate the agreement. ”
This agreement is unbreakable.
At least not angels.
When the gray-robed wizard Addison was so unpleasant, the gods had to find a way to make him commit suicide instead of directly doing it.
“Hmph!” Remiller snorted coldly:
“People without faith are never worthy of trust. What is the purpose of your presence here?”
"I said, take care of yourself." Karl shrugged and asked:
"How is Catherine doing now?"
"She is very good." Remiller's eyes were dark, and he looked at him deeply before turning and leaving, leaving behind a sentence:
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Strange?" Karl looked surprised:
"Have I offended her?"
"This old gentleman..." Just when he was puzzled, a young man came closer:
"Do you know Bishop Louis?"
"Well..." Karl Turning his head:
“I met him several times when I was young.”
“Then you must be her elder.” The young man was overjoyed:
"I am a loyal believer and have always wanted to be blessed by Bishop Louis. I don't know if I will have this opportunity."
"It would be better if we could spend some time together alone!"
Karl laughed.
He is not deliberately disguised now, and with the injuries on his body, he looks like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
And Remiller's current image is only in his twenties and thirties.
I met him when he was young, so he was naturally an elder.
The young man obviously fell in love with Remiller. After all, how could the angel's appearance be bad?
“No hurry yet.”
Karl stretched out his hand and pointed:
“Who is that person?”
"He?" The young man frowned:
"Cologne's envoy, Cecilia the Poisonous Wolf, a lobbyist and villain with very sharp teeth."
Huh?
The envoy from Cologne?
Karl raised his eyebrows.
Remiller is the angel under the Lord of the Morning.
The God of the Burning Sun, believed in by the Kingdom of Cologne, and the Lord of the Dawn, believed by the Kingdom of Gondor, are currently fighting.
‘No wonder! ’
‘Remiller’s private meeting with Cologne’s envoy was obviously abnormal. Could it be that he was trying to instigate the opposition? ’
Karl was thoughtful.
It seemed that he had encountered some secret that aroused Remiller's murderous intention.
“Young man.”
Smiling at the young man with hopeful eyes, Karl said:
“As far as I know, Louis has given everything. To the Lord of Dawn, I don’t care about mortal love.”
“Give up!”
After patting the other party's shoulder, Karl walked upstairs.
He is not interested in Remiller's secret. Even if the gods break his head and shed blood, it has nothing to do with him.
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A few days later.
The northern suburbs of the royal city.
Bastin drove to a manor, parked the carriage, and helped Karl out.
"Dear Count Carl."
A middle-aged man with a hooked nose came over and said flatteringly:
"Welcome."
"Mr. Karl." Charlene bowed lightly at the side:
"We meet again."
"Yes." Karl nodded, picked up his cane and tapped the ground lightly, raised his cloudy eyes and looked at the manor ahead.
He opened his mouth and asked:
"Is this here?"
"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly:
"Your Excellency, this was originally the private residence of the Hill family. , because the family moved to the city, it was left idle.”
“Don’t look at the dilapidated appearance, but the things inside are actually well preserved and can be lived in with a little care.”
"Oh!" Karl smiled and walked towards the manor:
"Is this really the case?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed when he heard this.
“Count Carl.” Charlene smiled:
“According to my investigation, this manor has experienced at least four owners in the past thirty years.”
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"And every time I lived there, a tragedy happened."
"Ah!"
Bastin's face turned pale.
The middle-aged man’s face became increasingly ugly. He was a housing agent, and selling houses was his purpose.
So the look towards Charlene was inevitably a little unhappy.
However, this woman's special status was far beyond his reach, so he had no choice but to swallow this sigh of relief.
"Tragedy."
Karl nodded:
"The kind that has killed others?"
"Yes."
Charlene should be:
“It is difficult to change hands in a large manor like this. It is definitely quite frequent to change owners four times in thirty years. It is for this reason.”
“But it is also because of this. point, so the price is very cheap, just You can get it for two thousand gold coins. In fact, if you hadn’t mentioned that you didn’t care about the so-called haunted house, I wouldn’t recommend it.”
“Two thousand gold coins,” Karl sighed:
A similar manor in Signo City would cost nearly two thousand gold coins, but the price here is actually the same.
You must know that this is the royal city!
“Take me around.”
Of course this was said to the housing agent.
“Yes.”
The middle-aged man was about to give up, but his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly reached back and said:
"Please come this way!"
The manor is very big, including the greenery and nearby areas. There are several rows of trees covering dozens of acres, but they are obviously deserted.
Because it was for sale, the Hill family took care of it briefly, but not very carefully.
There are obvious spider webs and animal carcasses in the corners, and a special strange smell can be smelled in many places.
A smell similar to decay.
"Your Majesty, the location of this manor is very good. There is a road leading directly to the inner city, and a lot of money was spent on building materials. Even the layout of the rooms was carefully thought out."
The man introduced:
“Even if you can’t live in it, it’s still a good investment. Two thousand gold coins is already as low as it can get.”
“Yes.”
Karl nodded expressionlessly, walked to a locked door, and asked:
"Why is this room locked?"
"This..." The man His face changed slightly, and he subconsciously did not dare to look at the door. He lowered his voice and said:
"The back of this door leads to the basement of the manor. I heard that a demon was sealed inside, so something happened to the owner of the manor."
"The door was locked later."
"Demon?" Karl shook his head:
"The glory of the gods is everywhere, so there are no demons."
Of course there are no demons.
But there are wizards!
Karl came back this time, naturally to avoid the revenge of the Green family, and secondly, he also wanted to find the legacy left by Addison.
Addison is only a second-level wizard, and his strength is far inferior to the current Karl.
But the other party is the second-level person who cultivated in the desert where the wizard practiced, and he is truly the strongest person.
I am still a little curious about his inheritance.
After devouring the remnant soul of Addison, Karl naturally knew where the other party had hidden his inheritance.
The Kingdom of Gondor!
Suburban estate.
Just behind this door.
But Addison arranged for someone to guard his inheritance, but that person is now unknown where he is.
(End of this chapter)