Seleu leaned against the door, and with just a little force she could push it open. Behind the door was the living room, and she could clearly hear Lorenzo and Oscar's yelling and cursing, as well as their conversation.
She didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, but their shouts were too loud. Even if the sound insulation in the living room was very good, they couldn't cover up their voices.
Seliu only felt a little headache, and she understood to some extent the troubles of Arthur and the others. These people were the vanguard in the darkness, the front line of life and death.
This is an extremely important and great responsibility. Logically speaking, the successors of these responsibilities should also be expected to have a serious and silent face, wearing armor, holding cold weapons, and carrying a heavy chill on their bodies.
But in fact, each of these people is more and more outrageous. If you don't know it in advance, it is really difficult to connect these guys with these identities.
"Don't you want to go in?"
The old housekeeper came to the side. He noticed Seliu's expression and asked.
Seliu shook her head, she slowly backed away and sat down on another chair, probably thinking about something.
They were talking about the builders of the country, about Oscar's creation, about tragedies and comedies, all sorts of things. If Seleu provided these two guys with drinks, they would probably start drinking in a short while, and then get drunk on the carpet.
Vomit a large piece on top.
There were also descriptions of such a person in the books that Seliu had read before. It was pretty much what he expected, with a serious look on his face. Whenever he saw him, he always looked fully armed.
She always thought that this was pretty cool, but the more she got along with these guys, the more Seliu understood that virtual literature was still virtual, and not everyone could maintain high-intensity concentration. No matter how serious the guy was, sleeping
The photos are also very funny.
They are not always fully armed, they just hide their vulnerable side in the darkness where no one knows.
"The contract is ready, please both of you sign it. Oscar will retire, and you will become a new nation-builder."
The voice sounded, and a strange guy came over. He was dressed in black and carrying a heavy suitcase in his hand, which contained the contracts and oaths of the nation-builders.
Anakin, one of Queen Victoria's men, appears wherever the Queen needs him, with an unpleasant smirk on his face.
"Wait a moment. This is not an easy decision. I want to... take a moment to rest."
Seliu said softly, with a tired look on his face.
"OK."
Anakin saluted Seleu and then handed the suitcase to the old butler.
"After you sign it, just leave it to me. I will be waiting outside."
He smiled, his slightly pale face looking extremely strange, and then turned around and left, leaving Seliu with some private space.
The old butler placed the suitcase on the table beside him, opened the buckle, and the heavy suitcase was opened. There was a series of contracts stored in it, one after another, signed with various names, including Queen Victoria's.
name.
Different from the facts told to Lorenzo, in fact the replacement of the nation-builders began half a month ago. If Seleu wants to join this secret group, he not only needs Oscar to give up his position, but also needs the consent of other members.
.
It went very smoothly. Seleucid met their requirements very well. Not only did Oscar abdicate, but he also had the strong recommendation of Queen Victoria. Coupled with the huge power of the Stuart group, they accepted Seleucid's joining.
A brand new door opened to the Stuart family. Although he had only become a Duke not long ago, in the words of the old butler, Seleu had already raised the glory of the Stuart family to the extreme.
She is no longer the duke of a country, but a member who participates in the direction of the entire world.
Seleu's status has been consolidated again, and her name will leave a strong mark in the family's history.
But she didn't look very happy.
"You will make the glory of the Stuart family last forever. From then on, the family will reach its most powerful moment."
The old housekeeper whispered.
"Aren't you happy?"
Seliu shook his head, showed a helpless smile, and said to the old housekeeper.
"Everything is gained, and something is lost."
She took a long breath, stood up and put her hand on the thick contract.
"By signing it, Stuart will gain power and should also assume obligations... This is not an easy task. It will be deeply rooted in the blood oath of the Stuart family and will continue forever with this name."
Seleu personally stepped into hell. In the cold and cold world, she witnessed the rise of hell and the glory of human beings. They were entangled with each other and finally returned to the long silence.
She knew exactly what would happen if she signed it. She would bind the Stuart family to a dark fate.
"At least it's great, there's nothing wrong with being a defender, even if it means being destroyed."
The old housekeeper encouraged Seliu, this is a rare opportunity, even if it is so heavy.
He has also seen the abomination of demons. As the Stuart family cooperates with the purification agency, he also learns more extremely evil things. The old butler was also afraid, but when he saw this house born of machinery and steam
Between the cities, he felt that it was all worth it.
"Is that so...but what if I didn't do all this out of some great ideal?"
Seliu asked back, her words made the old housekeeper stunned, his expression seemed as if he didn't understand what Seliu was saying.
"Yes, in fact, I made this decision only because of my own... selfishness, but the decision made by selfishness will determine the future of the Stuart family."
Seliu's eyes were filled with hesitation.
"This selfish decision may satisfy me now, but it may also drag the Stuart family into a desperate situation in the near future."
Listening to her words, the old housekeeper's eyes lit up slightly.
"Are you worried about Stuart?"
"Otherwise? I am a Duke. While I have power, I should also fulfill my obligations."
The old housekeeper smiled, feeling happier than ever before.
Because of Seleu's early experience, he was worried that Seleu could not truly integrate into the Stuarts. After all, this huge family was a bit unfamiliar to her, but now Seleu regarded herself as a member, and would also consider her privately.
Consideration in mind.
"You are the current Duke, and your decision is our decision."
The old butler smiled, but soon his smile turned serious. He put his hand into his arms and took out a loaded pistol, his aura became fierce.
"However, can I know what selfish motives prompted you to make such a decision?"
He asked this, but the gun was already pointed at the door of the living room. Looking at this posture, he was about to break through the door in the next second.
Seliu was silent for a moment and did not respond, but this made the old housekeeper more convinced of his inference.
"Although I have no right to interfere with your intentions, I feel that I still have the ability to solve the source of the trouble before this happens."
The old butler was furious. Looking at Seliu, he asked again, "Are you doubting that I can't beat him?"
"No, it's just that this thing can't kill him now. I think you have to at least stuff him into the barrel of Ascalon to make him disappear."
What Seleu said is true.
This trip to the Silent Sea allowed her to see too many hellish things, and what was even more hellish was Lorenzo's power. He had gradually exceeded the scope of common sense, and the blazing white fireworks were like the scorching sun, hanging high in the sky.
.
"He is like a blazing fire." Seliu whispered.
"In his eyes, mortals are like moths to the fire. They will be burned if they get close to him, although this is not his intention." The old housekeeper sighed, put away his gun, and said.
"So this is your selfishness?"
Seliu did not deny it and stared at the contract in the suitcase.
"I am a mortal after all. I am too cowardly to walk with the blazing sun...but I may become 'strong' in other places, such as becoming a nation-builder."
"does it worth?"
"I think it's worth it, so this is my selfishness."
The old housekeeper thought for a while, approached Seliu, and whispered.
"In fact, not everything needs a noble reason to start.
"It's not impossible to do it out of selfishness," the old housekeeper said, "Just like these new technologies, these guys just want to make money from this thing at first, and promoting the development of technology is just a matter of convenience.
Another example is the third-rate author in the room. Don’t listen to what he talks about his creations. In fact, he was just too lazy to go to work at first and just wanted to make money through writing. As for literature, it came later.”
"Ah? How did you know?" Seliu asked.
"For such a big thing, I have to check the identity of the other party, right?" At this point, the old housekeeper laughed, "Actually, I feel that the builders of the country are eager for you to replace him. It is just a waste of Oscar to stay in this position.
It’s just resources.”
"So, although I have a lot of opinions about him, there is nothing I can do about it. It is you who make the decision, and your decision is our decision."
The old housekeeper comforted the girl.
In a daze, he seemed to see her appearance when she arrived at Jiudunling. No one could have imagined that so much time had passed in such a flash.
"Not everyone can foresee their choices and the consequences."
The old housekeeper smiled.
"It's like I didn't expect that the one I made at the time would be left behind by you."
Seleu smiled slightly, and she probably remembered the past. At this moment, Lorenzo and Oscar's shouts and curses sounded again in the living room. It seemed that the two of them had rested enough and started the second round.
Hearing this annoying noise, Lorenzo and Oscar appeared in front of the old butler's eyes again. These two guys have extremely special identities and bear important responsibilities, but they are so casual, like
Guys who escaped from the madhouse.
"If you don't make a choice, nothing will happen."
In the background of the two people shouting and cursing, the old housekeeper said.
Seliu nodded, she picked up the pen, her hesitant expression became firm.
Many things are like this, one wonderful decision after another has led to all of this. If Yawei had not hired Lorenzo, if Lorenzo had not found himself, if... if...
There are no ifs.
Seliu directly pressed the contract on the suitcase and signed his name.
The ink penetrated the paper and firmly engraved the name "Seleuther Stuart" on it. At this point, the dark fate will be connected with it and continue with the continuation of the family until Stuart is completely destroyed.
Or a new successor arrives.
This is the end.
This was supposed to be a solemn succession. In Oscar's fantasy, he would be dressed in gorgeous clothes, watched by powerful onlookers, solemnly hand over the contract to Seleu, and witness her signing hers.
name.
But in fact, this glorious ceremony did not exist. It only happened in the corridor outside the living room. Seleu signed it across the suitcase on the small table with vases. The only witnesses were herself and an old man.
Housekeeper... She didn't know whether Lorenzo and Oscar, who were separated by the same door, counted.
Slowly letting go of the pen, Seliu felt that he was much more relaxed for a moment, but soon this relaxation was pulled and imprisoned by unknown chains.
"So, it's okay for me to give him a shot, right? I can't kill him anyway, so I can resolve my hatred, right?"
The old housekeeper took out his gun again and asked.
Seliu looked at the old housekeeper and couldn't help laughing with his cold face.
"You really ruin the atmosphere."
"I just feel it's too depressing... If you think about it this way, I understand the psychopaths inside." The old housekeeper also laughed.
He picked up the pen and handed it to Seleu.
"Go ahead."
Seliu nodded, picked up the pen and the contract, and the old housekeeper opened the door for her.
The pungent smell of alcohol came from behind the door, and the wine cabinet on the side was opened. The empty wine bottles spilled on the carpet with the remaining liquid. The table fell to the side. I continued to look at it, and saw two guys smelling of alcohol.
Fighting on the sofa.
In fact, it's not a fight. To be precise, it's a unilateral beating by one party against the other.
Even though Oscar described himself as miraculous in his "The Life of Oscar Wilde", in reality, he, an old man, was still beaten by Lorenzo, a young and strong man.
Lorenzo's beating was very "gentle", and he was afraid that he would really beat Oscar to death if he didn't stop.
"Lorenzo, you bastard, you insult my work!"
"But no matter how much you brag about it, its sales are really poor. I have so many copies of this book at home that I use them to cushion the corners of my desk!"
"damn thing!"
The two continued to curse, not noticing Seleu's arrival at all. She was probably used to this, and walked directly to Oscar. He was being pressed under Lorenzo and could not turn his head at all.
"Gentlemen, excuse me."
Seliu said as he took out the contract and handed Oscar a pen.
Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol and the anger towards Lorenzo, Oscar's mind couldn't turn around for a while. He didn't know what Seleu said or what he did. He just wanted to end Seleu's matter as soon as possible and continue to scold Lorenzo.
"Come here and sign."
“And here it is”
"Well, it's signed."
Seliu put away the contract, and wiped a corner of the water stains. She was not sure whether it was the saliva of the two of them or alcohol. After sorting it out, she stuffed it back into the suitcase and gave it to the old housekeeper.
"Go and give it to him."
"Um."
After doing all this, Seliu sat on the sofa on the other side and crossed his legs, as if he was watching an animal.
She felt a little headache. Seleu thought, would anyone really believe this if she told her this? The succession of the Nation Builder ended in this damn situation.
Oscar also came to his senses at this time. He looked at Seleu with dull eyes and asked in a trembling voice.