"If it is not handled properly, the lives of the entire mansion, the entire street, and even the people in the nearby streets will be in danger!" Morsis said in a serious tone.
Butler Modi's originally relaxed expression immediately became tense again. He knew who the young man named "Kervis" standing opposite him was.
An intuitive "scholar"!
"But the Duke has just left... By the way, Kingsman, Mr. Kingsman is still here!" Butler Modi muttered a few words to himself in a panic, then suddenly slapped his forehead and continued, "Mr. Kingsman
He probably hasn't left yet, the Duke told him to handle a document carefully today and didn't let him leave the mansion!"
Morris frowned slightly and asked with some confusion, "Butler Modi, who is Mr. Kingsman?"
Although he didn't know this Kingsman, he was very sure that he was one of the transcendent beings he had observed, and he was probably their leader.
"Mr. Kinsman is the Duke's confidant. He has been with the Duke since he was very early... He is an authentic Singer. He usually has a weird temper, but he has a pretty good character." Modi touched the back of his head.
, seemed to be recalling something, and chuckled softly.
Morsis had heard Adili describe the experience of Duke Teller. Before this fallen royal brought a few cronies across the ocean to the Tasok Empire, he also entered the Ocean of Storms and launched a war.
An adventure.
Butler Modi in front of him must have been one of the participants in that adventure. At this time, he must have recalled the past events of his youth.
"Without further ado, Mr. Butler, please take me to see Mr. Kingsman!" Morrissey stopped thinking about it. After all, the most important thing at the moment is not speculating on Duke Teller's past.
"Come with me, he's on the second floor in the backyard." Butler Modi nodded and opened the door.
…
In the backyard, on the second floor, in a small, inconspicuous study.
A sturdy man who looked to be in his forties was sitting upright in front of the table, holding a pen in his hand, and seemed to be drafting a letter.
"Time is running out, those abominable Tussocks, I know the desires of these guys can't be filled at all!" Kingsman cursed as he wrote, "Teller definitely doesn't want to return home. Why?
,Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life..."
At this moment, what he is writing is a letter to be sent back to the Singer Empire, and it will be specially delivered by one of his subordinates, and there will be no room for error!
This records Duke Teller's desire to apply to return to the country and his prediction of the upcoming actions of the Tasok Empire.
If the prediction is correct, a war across the continent is about to begin!
"We can only hope that this letter can be obtained by the Holmer family first, rather than other royal families..." Thinking of this, Kingsman suddenly raised his hand and knocked on the table, and gritted his teeth and said, "We don't care.
, the Tasok people won’t do anything to us little people, Master Beller should be able to take the Duke away safely...
"But, what should Adili do... As the Duke's daughter, she also has the possibility to replace the Duke and become a hostage. Master Beller only has one chance, and he cannot break into the city twice in a row under the eyes of San Calpe!
"
Just when his emotions were about to explode, a rapid knock on the door reached his ears.
"Mr. Kingsman, are you there?" Butler Modi's voice came from outside the door.
"Yes. What's the matter, Maudie?" Kingsman put down his pen and showed a puzzled expression because he felt panicked in Butler Maudie's tone.
"That's it..." Following Butler Modi's explanation, the door was pushed open, and a young man in casual clothes who didn't look outstanding walked in first.
"Mr. Kelvis, you can't just..." Butler Modi was obviously taken aback by Morse's behavior. He knew Kingsman's temper. Although he was usually approachable, once someone touched him
"face", then he will get angry inexplicably.
"It doesn't matter, we have to give young people some tolerance. This is what every gentleman of the Singer Empire should do." Kingsman did not get angry. Instead, he smiled after observing Morse for a while.
"I'm sorry, sir. But the emergency situation does not allow me to observe etiquette anymore." Morses bowed slightly and said.
Kingsman raised his eyebrows and said, "You are the scholar, right? I remember your name was Kervis...What, what could make you so out of sorts?"
Morses did not hesitate and immediately told the story about a demon hidden in the mansion.
But he didn't say that he discovered the other person through the spiritual world, but made up a temporary story.
"You said you felt a sense of malice outside the door of the storage room at the corner of the second floor in the front yard, so you opened that door to check?" After listening, Kingsman nodded and continued, "Then,
You captured the opponent's location in the dark, but you quickly realized the fact that you were no match, and then you fled the scene, right?"
This is a reasonable explanation, because the scope of Morses' activities includes corners that are often deserted, and scholars can easily detect the malicious intentions of other people.
but…
"But I feel some elements of lies..." Just when Morses thought that the other party was going to get up immediately and summon people to rush to the scene, Kingsman suddenly changed the subject, "My rank is the 'Judge' of the Fighter Series.
', the ability to distinguish other people's lies. Just now, I felt the smell of lies!"
Moses was stunned when he heard this, swallowed involuntarily, and didn't know what to say for a while.
He never imagined that the other party's rank could actually detect lies!
but…
At this critical moment, Kingsman's face showed a smile again.
"However, your conclusion is the truth, and there is no malice in your heart against me or anyone else... Maybe you made up some lies for some unspeakable reasons." Kingsman shook his head and stood up.
, turned his face to Butler Modi who was standing aside.
"Modi, go and call those brats over. Let's go and see what this devil is capable of."
Morsis couldn't help but laugh twice when he saw the middle-aged man in front of him whose face changed faster than the weather on the Ocean of Storms.
"Sure enough, it's exactly what the housekeeper said. His temper is really weird..."
…
Kingsman Horn is a smart and capable guy.
This is what everyone who has worked with him has said about him.
He will not despise the enemy just because he is weak, nor will he give up resistance just because the enemy is too strong.
He will not give up on a talent because of a small flaw, but he will not miss a mole just because of a slight sense of incompatibility.
He will listen to everyone's advice, and he will refute every point of view that he disagrees with.
Just do the right thing, this is Kingsman Horn's life creed.
It is based on this concept that he became a "Judge" and has now reached the fourth level.
When hearing what Morses said, if it were other people under the duke, they might think about it first, then hesitate for a moment, and then ask several times before sending out help.
But Kingsman won't. This is not only a judgment based on his transcendent ability, but also his intuition as a "veteran".
His intuition told him that the young man in front of him could be trusted!
Five minutes later, four yawning men in their twenties followed Butler Modi to the stairs in the front yard.
There, Morse and Kingsman had arrived early.
"Please wake up! What you are going to face next is probably the most dangerous enemy you have ever seen so far!" Kingsman, who was standing next to Morses, saw the four people approaching.
He immediately shouted angrily.
"Mr. Kingsman, we just lay down not long ago...haha..." The person in front of him yawned and complained.
Morsis raised his eyes and looked at the four people in front of him. They were all wearing uniform black uniforms and looked very ordinary. They should be Tasok people.
"They were originally wandering children in the city of Salius. The Duke took them in, and later made four of the better ones become Transcendents." Seeing that Morses was a little confused, Kingsman explained, "They
Now he is equivalent to the caretaker of this mansion."
"Is this the scholar? A servant described it to me before. Looking at it this way, he is indeed very young!" The man who complained just now had woken up. He looked at Morses for a while, and then said with a smile.
.
"Okay, Kelvis has discovered a very dangerous enemy. I hope you can be more serious. This may very well cost you your life!" Kingsman said loudly.
"Ha, it doesn't matter. Without Your Excellency, the Duke, we would have died in the dark alley of the port long ago. If we died to protect this mansion, then we would never be afraid!" The man was very worried.
He smiled easily, without showing even a trace of fear. Then, he walked up to Morris, stretched out a hand, and said with a smile, "Collins Huett."
"Kervis." Morsis held the hand and smiled back.
This is a trustworthy person. Anyone who can risk his life or death for his beliefs is respectable, he said to himself in his heart.
"'Future', right? It's a good name..." Collins nodded and turned around to greet his three companions, "Come here and meet this scholar."
Kingsman stood aside, smiled faintly, and then immediately said loudly and seriously, "Okay, you can skip the part of getting to know each other, let's set off now!"
