Chapter 268 Practice
A few days later.
Monica asked someone to send the news.
Decades ago, a woman named Jenny came to the National Opera House, and she had an amazing singing talent, and she rose to prominence in just a few months.
Later, as I grew older, my voice changed, and I gradually became a marginalized person in the theater.
It didn't take long to leave the opera house.
Since then, Jenny has been missing. According to old people of that generation, Jenny left the royal city and went somewhere else.
“Alas!”
Karl sighed:
“Jenny and I had correspondence back then, and we didn’t mention these things. We only talked about a lot of things about life. OK.”
"I probably don't want you to worry." Charlene came as a guest today and ate at the dining table together:
"The situation is very chaotic now. It's probably not easy to find old friends who haven't been in contact for decades."
“Forget it.” Karl shook his head gently:
“Everyone has their own destiny. Even if I find her, I can’t get back the feeling I had when I was young.”
"Yes." Charlene should be:
"Earl, you mentioned that you want to find a housekeeper for the manor. I'd like you to place an advertisement in the newspaper."
"Advertisement?" Karl raised his head:
"What's your newspaper's idea?"
“Yes.” Sha Lin said:
“Our newspaper plans to develop new revenue channels. We will use part of the cover to publish advertisements. We only need to pay a small amount of money to let the entire royal city know whether it is a good deal or not. ?”
"Other newspapers have already made changes. If we don't change, we will be left behind."
"Yes." Karl nodded, picked up the wheat bread and chewed it in his mouth. The soft bread and The wheat flavor matches perfectly:
“ This bread is pretty good.”
“There’s no problem with advertising, but I like to be clean, so it won’t work if everyone comes. Can the newspaper office screen this?” ..." Charlene thought for a while and said:
"Okay."
Advertising in a newspaper is not cheap. As the newspaper's first advertiser, she is willing to give some preferential treatment.
The worst thing is to set the conditions more stringently, then verify the identity first, and finally come for the interview.
"That's good."
Karl wiped his hands with a silk scarf and stood up:
"I'm waiting for your good news."
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A different world.
Karl appeared on the ground floor of the Flame Palace, reached out and took a piece of letterhead, unfolded it and shook his head slightly.
“Intercept and kill the descendants of the gods...”
“I’m injured now, so it’s not convenient for me to do it!”
With no news for so long, it seems that Mevia is a little worried. I'm anxious to wait, but it's really inconvenient for Karl.
He also wanted to hunt down the gods' relatives to increase his strength, but he was unable to do so.
After replying to the other party, Karl turned and returned to the fragments of the God's Domain to continue practicing the 'Origin Sea Meditation Method'.
At present, his mental power is not enough to support the construction of three-ring witchcraft. He must first improve his mental power.
Time passes slowly.
Half a year later.
Name: Carl
Physique: 40.3
Mental power: 30
Essence: 0
Level: Second-level holy knight, second-level wizard
Abyss bloodline fusion degree: 62%
In the nearly a year since he was bitten by the soul centipede, his physique has not improved at all.
Even without the absolute control of the physical body by the fragments of the divine realm, it would probably be reduced to less than forty.
And the mental strength finally reached thirty.
“With the help of God-given things, I have understood the power of water and the root of life, and have been exposed to the third-level knowledge in advance, and have the foundation for building three-ring witchcraft.”
“ The Origin Sea Meditation Method is not considered top-notch in the Six-ring Tower, but it is already one of the best natural methods in the Magic Forest. It reaches the fourth level and can reduce the difficulty of constructing water-based witchcraft to a certain extent."
"Coupled with the absolute mastery of the fragments of the divine domain, this is how we can build the source of life at the second level."
After thinking about it, Karl's face condensed.
Start!
The mental power of a three-ring wizard is at least fifty, which seems to be not much more than thirty, but in fact it is a huge difference.
The gap between the second ring road and the third ring road is so huge that it is disappointing.
Like now.
Even with the absolute rationality and absolute control of the Divine Domain Fragments, it is still extremely difficult to construct the source of life.
It’s like weaving a soft and complicated piece of clothing with threads made of iron wire, which is extremely energy-consuming.
Half a month later.
With dull eyes, Karl sat in the middle of the manor's flower garden, his consciousness empty and an expression of despair.
"Earl?"
The manor manager Terry is a middle-aged man in his forties. His father is still a baron, but the title was passed to his brother, and the relationship between the two brothers is not good. , has been living abroad ever since.
Aristocratic upbringing and familiarity with the lifestyle of the upper class, coupled with the ability to be humble and humble despite his status, made him the most suitable candidate to be a butler.
Actually. Carl interviewed several people, and Terry's excellence far surpassed the others and successfully applied for the manor housekeeper.
"I'm fine."
After coming back to his senses, Karl waved his hand:
"As people get older, it is inevitable that they will be a little distracted."
"Do I need it for you? Ask a doctor to take a look at your body?" Terry asked in a low voice:
"I know a church theologian and part-time doctor who is very good at magic and medicine."
"No need." Carl shook his head:
"I'll just take a rest."
"...Yes." Terry didn't insist:
"The weather has begun to change. "It's cold, I'll have someone bring me a blanket. It won't be good if your body gets cold."
Terry was very satisfied with this 'master'.
Few things,
more money,
good temper.
Since coming to this manor, Terry's life has never been more comfortable, and there is no shame in serving the earl.
What a pity.
Count Karl had no descendants, and his bones were getting weaker day by day. He often sat and stayed for whole days.
It is very worrying about his physical condition.
…………
The days passed by.
This day.
Karl put down the bread in his hand and sighed:
"Replacement?"
"Yes."
Terry nodded:
"Do it Something happened at Bread's Tammy's house and she applied for resignation. If the Count doesn't like the taste, I'll replace him."
"Forget it."
Karl waved his hand:
"Ask Bastin to prepare the carriage."
"Yes." Terry should be:
"I heard that there will be a lot of new things in the exhibition hall today, and it is said that there are also several ritual vessels of gods on display."
"Maybe..."
"It can be sold."
Karl's eyes moved slightly.
He doesn't have many recreational activities in the royal city. After all, it is inconvenient for an old man who is almost seventy years old to do many things.
My only hobby is participating in various exhibition hall activities.
I especially like to collect all kinds of weird things.
This is normal.
Many nobles like to collect antiques and works of art, but Karl's collection is relatively partial.
Mostly related to gods.
According to him, he has a loyal belief in God and cannot bear to let these things wander outside.
Angel Remiller scoffed at this.
The real reason is of course the essence. Some antiques contain essence. Although it is rare, mosquito meat is also meat.
The carriage is driving on the road.
Life was comfortable, and Bastin seemed to be getting younger and younger. He waved the reins, pointed at a shop facing the street, and said:
"Count Carl, the manor's new cook I learned my craft from this Barrow Bakery”
"The old lady in the bakery has been making bread for decades."
"Stop the car."
"Huh?"
"I said stop the car!"
< br>“Yes.”
Bastin hurriedly stopped the carriage and helped Karl down.
“Barrow Bakery.”
Looking at the bakery in front of him, Karl’s eyes were complicated:
“It turns out that Jenny has been staying in the Royal City, the Barrow Singing Group, She is still thinking about the past."
"The guidance of fate..."
"Aya, is this the blessing of the goddess of fate?"
The blessing of the goddess of fate will guide him to meet the people he wants to see and do the things he wants to do.
But,
Is this really a good thing?
Sometimes forgetting is luck.
(End of this chapter)