Chapter 649: Stripping the City of Adela and Returning to the Future
The next day, Gray woke up from her sleep. It was now about six o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already hanging in the sky, emitting a blazing light.
She sat up slowly and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sofa. She saw Mikael sitting on the sofa, reading something, with a cup of steaming black tea in front of her.
"Good morning, Master..."
Seeing that she had gotten up even later than her master, Gray lowered her head subconsciously, feeling a trace of remorse in her heart.
But at the same time, a strange feeling emerged in her heart. This scene seemed familiar, as if it had happened somewhere before, but where exactly it happened, if she recalled it carefully, she couldn't remember clearly.
The same goes for what happened next. Everything seems to have happened before, but if I think about it specifically, I can't remember clearly. I can only vaguely remember that I seemed to have a dream.
Dreams are just an expression of the subconscious mind, so people cannot remember the dreams they have had. The harder they try to recall, the more unclear they become. It is like trying to grasp quicksand in the hand, and it is doomed to be in vain.
Greedy frowned slightly, holding a fork in her hand, gently poking the surface of the omelette, watching the sticky egg liquid flow out. This breakfast is very rich, and the smell alone is very delicious.
Appetite lingered on the tip of her nose, making her stomach growl.
It's just that she didn't feast on the food, she was still thinking about her dream. This familiar feeling was really terrible.
"What's wrong, Gray? Are you feeling unwell or the food doesn't suit your taste?"
Noticing Gray's strange behavior, Mikael put down the black tea in his hand and asked softly.
"No, it's just..."
Gray, who was thinking, was awakened by Mikael's voice and almost dropped the fork in his hand on the table.
She couldn't help lowering her head, even her ears turned red, while she organized the words in her mind.
"I just had a dream last night. I can't remember it clearly. I'm more concerned about the content of the dream. But don't worry about me. Master, it's just a dream."
"So that's what happened."
After hearing Gray's words, Mikael nodded.
"There were times when I was troubled by what dreams I had. But no matter how hard I recalled it, I couldn't remember what I had experienced in the dream. In the end, I had no choice but to give up."
"How about trying some toast to change your mood? The Ashbourne maid's craftsmanship makes an authentic traditional English breakfast. But when it comes to British cuisine, I don't think there is anything better than fried food.
Fish and chips are probably more famous.”
He teased half-jokingly. Because of his teasing, Gray also paid more attention to the breakfast in front of her.
Speaking of British cuisine, it has become a joke all over the world, especially the French.
In fact, the original evaluation of British cuisine declined at the end of the 19th century. The middle class hired young girls who came from the countryside to the city as maids, and naturally did not bother with their cooking skills. As a result, the national people's requirements for cuisine dropped.
But fortunately, the maids of the Abertshun family are not that type. Their craftsmanship is quite good. Gray took a small bite and was quickly immersed in the delicious food.
Seeing that she had put aside the "dream" thing, Mikael picked up the black tea and took a sip gently.
In front of this huge granite table that can accommodate twenty people, some people are already sitting at the table to eat. Basically all the magicians have arrived, and there are dishes prepared according to each guest's taste and place of origin.
Different breakfast.
Although the breakfast was very delicious, these people obviously did not pay attention to the breakfast in front of them. They all seemed to be thinking about something. Without exception, their faces looked bad, as if they had not had a good rest last night.
In fact, it was true. They had a nightmare last night. When they woke up, they couldn't remember the content of the dream at all. They just instinctively felt that it was not a good thing.
Magicians have their own understanding of dreams. In the Age of Gods, dreams were understood as the other side of the world, and only the spirit could peek into it.
In modern times, after the concept of genes was introduced, those memory fragments engraved in genes occasionally reflected into the spirit in the form of dreams.
In the Clock Tower, there is also a family of magicians like this who use modern scientific methods to dig out the memories hidden in human genes and try to reproduce the skills of the Gods through the inheritance of genes.
In any case, dreams are not that shallow, so what exactly this nightmare means is what they are thinking about.
The atmosphere at breakfast was a bit solemn. Everyone was thinking about their own emotions, and naturally even Luvia Zelita was no exception. She originally wanted to declare the [Inheritance] inheritance rules, but she did not do it immediately, but chose
Go and observe everyone.
As expected, everyone looked so solemn, which proved that what happened last night was not a simple nightmare.
At this time, they noticed that the current head of the family of Adela in Peel City, Gulanid Ashoburn, did not attend the breakfast. Not only him, but also the illegitimate son.
About a quarter of an hour later, some people had already finished their breakfast, and then there was a sound of footsteps coming from the spiral staircase.
"I'm sorry, everyone, but I have to announce something to you."
What appeared in front of everyone was Gulanid Ashoburn and the illegitimate son. At this time, they were standing side by side. Although it seemed that the relationship could not be called harmonious, at least there was no such tension.
momentum.
The red-haired maid stood respectfully behind them, lowering her head and looking at the position of her toes.
When Orlok saw the illegitimate child, he snorted subconsciously and turned to look in other directions without saying much. Others were looking in their direction, waiting for them to announce something.
As for what exactly they will announce, they already have some guesses in their minds.
"The [inheritance] left by my father was inherited by my brother Cedric Ashbourne last night."
Gulanid spoke calmly, as if announcing something ordinary, like what he wanted to eat for breakfast.
"Following my father's will, from now on, the new head of the Ashbourne family will be Cedric Ashbourne, and he will also be fully responsible for all matters of the family."
"Therefore, the next [inheritance] inheritance process will probably be temporarily terminated. Please forgive me."