Chapter 627: Stripping City Adela appears one after another
The so-called [Heritage] is Grivin Ashbourne's magic seal and the entire Ashbourne wealth. Of course, the most noteworthy thing is the Ashbourne family's special method of repairing magic seals. That is the most important thing.
Among.
"Good day, Mr. Orlok. I'm just here for someone else's request."
El-Melloi II did not answer this question directly. On the contrary, he was still a little nervous.
The old man in front of him is already very old. There are layers of wrinkles on his face, and his eyes are very cloudy. He wears ten different rings on his fingers that are as dry as dead branches. The only thing they have in common is that they are gorgeous and contain extremely powerful energy.
of magic.
He looked like a corpse. Although he was not dead yet, he was not very far away from the abyss, and the existence of the twilight energy could be clearly felt.
It was such a dying old man whose appearance made everyone straighten up.
Because he is Orlok Sissamund, the patriarch of Butterfly Magic (Papilio Magia), he has a high reputation in the Clock Tower, and he is the one whom El-Melloi cannot resist now.
Although it still retains the title of the Monarch Family, everyone knows that El-Melloi no longer exists except for such a title, and it is impossible to be stubborn in front of such a veteran magician.
"Entrusted by someone?"
As if he heard some funny joke, Orlock suddenly grinned and laughed.
His laughter was like the sound of wind passing through a cave. Not only did it sound devoid of laughter, it actually made people feel scalp numb.
"Lord El-Melloi II, who is still a monarch after all, but who has not been able to ascend from the Sacrifice (Fes), really dares to come out and show his face. He is probably your disciple next to you. Your disciple is better than you.
It’s too much.”
Sfen subconsciously wanted to refute, but he still kept his mouth shut. If he spoke without permission, he would definitely get the teacher into trouble.
"I have long understood that I have no talent. As a teacher, it is also the honor and destiny of a teacher to teach students who surpass himself."
El-Melloi II was silent for a moment, and then spoke softly.
"snort--"
Orlok snorted softly, then narrowed his eyes and stroked the faded and cracked leather handle.
"As a monarch, you may not be qualified, but as a teacher, you are still qualified."
After a short pause, he continued.
"The reason why I appear here, in the castle of my old friend Grevin, is not important to obtain the [Inheritance]. What is important is that I do not allow some wild dogs to tarnish the achievements of my old friend.
.”
He narrowed his eyes. The wild dog in his words obviously meant something, but soon everyone understood who the so-called "wild dog" was.
It was a young man about seventeen or eight years old, with curly golden hair similar to that of an artist, clear eyes similar to emeralds, and handsome appearance, but he seemed a little melancholy.
Next to him is a maid of the same age. It can be seen from her behavior that she is definitely a professional person. She has long, smooth red hair tied behind her head. Her upright and stern face is undoubtedly a beauty. Her hair is the same color.
Eyes sparkling.
——This young man’s name is Cedric Ashbourne.
He just looked at the old man calmly, then took his maid back to his room on the second floor along the spiral staircase without saying a word to anyone.
"It is said that he is Mr. Grevin's illegitimate son, and he was also invited this time."
Heine added in a timely manner.
"Illegitimate son..."
El-Melloi II sighed lightly. This arrangement can be said to be obvious, but it should be said that it is too normal.
"Oh~~Does it look like I'm the last one to arrive?"
Accompanied by crisp and rhythmic footsteps, a girl who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old walked over, accompanied by Gulanid.
The dazzling blue dress on her body is reminiscent of the blue sky. Her blond hair is styled into vertical curls with a ribbon of the same color as the dress. She holds a parasol with an ivory handle in her hand.
In short, the biggest feature of her whole body is that it looks very expensive, but in front of her appearance, people will feel that these luxury goods are just to embellish her appearance.
"...He's here as expected. Were you lured in by the scent of the gorgeous treasure?"
Orlok showed an undisguised expression of disgust.
"What's the problem, old man?"
The girl replied with a gorgeous voice. Her behavior made it look as if this castle belonged to her, and Gulanid, as the master, was just like a servant accompanying her.
"It looks like there is more than one greedy wild dog. I am also very troubled, Luviazelita Edelfeldt."
"Greedy wild dog?"
The girl named Luviazelita Edelfeldt smiled and looked full of confidence.
"I prefer to be called a hunter, who allows us to always get what we want and enjoy the most abundant results, just like hunting, isn't it?"
"As for the so-called [heritage], in my opinion, it is worth leaving a place for it at the end of the collection. It was with this in mind that I came here, and..."
As she spoke, she looked at Gulanid Abtshun beside her.
"This Mr. Gulanid, although he lacks talent in magic, he still has talents worthy of recognition in business and operation. If possible, after obtaining the [Inheritance], I hope you can help Edphi
Alt Service, our overseas company needs talents like you."
The words were unabashedly arrogant, but they also made people feel that they were natural. Gulanid did not refute. For him, this ending might be quite good.
Orlock was about to say something when suddenly he seemed to feel something. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked up in the direction of the second floor.
I don't know when someone was already standing there, watching with interest as they argued with each other below, just like watching a clown perform in a circus.
One of them is a woman in gorgeous clothes, with a straight oriental face, round-rimmed glasses, and black hair that reaches her ankles like a combed night.
And the icing on the cake for her figure, which is not inferior to her long hair and her beauty, is a costume with strange long sleeves and bright flowers. If I remember correctly, it is called a kimono from the far east.
Traditional clothing.
The other one is a young-looking little girl, wearing a gray coat similar to a cloak. Her delicate appearance looks like a fairy, dreamy and beautiful.
Of course, everyone is paying attention to the one standing in the middle.
It was a handsome young man with white hair, who looked to be around twenty-four or five years old. He was wearing a simple brown windbreaker, with a gentle smile on his lips, and his blue eyes seemed to contain the boundless sea of stars.
"——Lord Animusfia!"
Someone spoke in a low voice, breaking the silence, and Sfen could feel the teacher's body tense up suddenly.