Chapter 626: Stripping the City of Adela Gulanid Ashoburn
Soon they teamed up with Friuga and headed for their destination this time. When they climbed over the last hillside, their eyes suddenly opened up.
What comes into view is the vast and quiet lake, the sturdy suspension bridge that hangs down, and the castle built on the lake. The beautiful scenery of the forest, lake and marble intertwined has a solemn feeling like something from a fairy tale.
It's just that the castle doesn't look very comfortable. The slanted spiers are twisted like a painful spine. The piled marbles are like rows of scales. The overall look is like a quilt.
The painful giant with its skin peeled off lay prone on the ground, and the giant's heart was the body of the mansion.
"Well, it looks uncomfortable."
Sfen muttered softly, possessing the instinct of a beast, he instinctively smelled a trace of uneasiness in that castle.
"This is life, young man. Dissatisfaction is the only thing that runs through life."
Friuga also tried to look emotional about life, but his exaggerated comedy made him seem counterproductive.
El-Melloi II frowned slightly and sighed softly again. If possible, he would not want to set foot in such a place, but unfortunately he had a reason to come.
After crossing the suspension bridge and passing through the simple and spacious English garden, their destination this time - the stripped city of Adela was in sight.
In front of the entrance of the main city that serves as a mansion, there is a thin man in a suit standing, who looks like a butler.
"We have been waiting for you for a long time. Mr. Lord El-Melloi II, Mr. Friuga, the master is inside."
After he finished speaking, he bowed respectfully and then slowly opened the door.
"Tsk——"
Seeing the appearance in the hall, Sven couldn't help but smacked his lips. It was okay to be decorated with angels and the like, but the oppressive feeling made him very uncomfortable, like a beast being locked in a cage.
"Welcome to the stripped city of Adela. The presence of Lord El-Melloi II has made this place flourish."
With the clear male voice, they focused their attention on the person speaking in front of them.
He was a young man who looked to be about twenty years old. He had smooth chestnut hair and clear emerald eyes. He was polite and well-educated. It could be seen that he had received a good education.
"My name is Gulanid Ashbourne, and I am the head of the Ashbourne family."
El-Melloi II also bowed and took the opportunity to look at the new head of the Ashbourne family.
Ashbourne is also one of the very ancient magician families, and is proficient in special magic seal repair methods. He is quite famous in the magic world, and he also knew something about the heir in front of him before he left for this place.
Gulanid Ashbourne is the only son of the previous head of the family, Grevin Ashbourne. He was frail and sick since he was a child. Later, after his body recovered, he entered the practice of magic. Then he discovered that he could not inherit Ashbourne at all.
The magic sigil of the Bourne family.
Moreover, Grivin Ashborne had no other heirs. It is said that the selection of the heir this time was envisioned by Grivin before his death, just to pass on the family's magic seal.
For a magician, there are two most important things. The first is the pursuit of the root, and the second is to pass on the family's research from past generations, that is, the magic seal, hoping that in the future the family will have geniuses who can reach the root.
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For the sake of family inheritance, it is not an exaggeration to say that Grevin Ashborne would make such a choice, but it was too cruel for the Gulanid Ashborne in front of him.
After a new heir is selected, everything in Ashbourne will change hands, including him, the "head of the family," even if he is kicked out.
[Don’t you have the talent and talent to inherit the magic seal...]
El-Melloi II sighed heavily in his heart, as if thinking of himself.
"Let's go over there and take a rest first. Not everyone who has been invited has arrived yet. It is expected that we will have to wait for a while."
Gulanid led El-Melloi II and his party to the other side of the hall, where several people were already waiting.
"Long time no see, Mr. Lord El-Melloi."
A young man stood up, walked in front of El-Melloi II, and bowed.
"Please add the second life. If I just carry it like this, this name is still too heavy for me."
El-Melloi II nodded slightly in return.
The blond young man in front of him looks to be about twenty-five years old, but from his solemn demeanor, you can see the confidence and experience that are inconsistent with his youth.
His confident character can be seen in his serious but embellished clothes. Combined with his calm demeanor, it makes people feel that his gentlemanly demeanor is even higher.
Especially those clear eyes left a deep impression on people.
"Brother Heine..."
Gulanid's voice became increasingly less confident, and he seemed even less confident than the blond young man in front of him.
"Don't worry, Gulanid, leave it to me to entertain Lord El-Melloi II."
The blond young man known as Heine smiled. His family also had frequent contacts with the Ashbourne family. For Gulanid, he had always treated him as a younger brother.
This time the successor selection, if he is not elected, will be carefully controlled to ensure that the future Gulanid will not be deprived of what belongs to him.
"Brother, brother Gulanid..."
I seemed to hear a familiar voice. From behind the spiral staircase, a little girl in a white dress poked out, looking timidly.
"It's okay, Rosalind El-Melloi II is a trustworthy gentleman."
Heine nodded slightly, a smile subconsciously appearing on his face.
"Good day, Mr. El-Melloi II, my name is Rosalind Eastali."
After receiving her brother's approval, she gave a slight salute, and then seemed to be frightened by the Sven next to El-Melloi II. She hid behind Heine, pulled his sleeves, and lowered her head.
"It's so scary. The brother next to El-Melloi II is so scary..."
"I……?"
Sven pointed at herself, looking at Rosalind's timid appearance, she looked a little confused. Could it be that she looked so scary?
"Sorry, my sister's perception is more acute."
Heine seemed a little sorry, and said apologetically to Sfen.
"If that's the case, then there's no need to apologize."
After hearing Heine's explanation, Sven immediately understood the problem. Because he had never felt comfortable, he now had a ferocious aura of a beast. The little girl named Rosalind must have felt this.
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"Lord El-Melloi II?"
Suddenly, an old voice interrupted their conversation, and along with a slight sound of metal friction, a young man was seen pushing a wheelchair approaching.