Chapter thirty-ninth honorary title ~ ask for a monthly ticket ~)
The old woman interrupted Gerald's words as if she were predicting the future.
She turned her head and looked at her son.
Gerald, who had just wiped out the 'Revival Meeting', the strange people and the secret voyeurs with just one blow, faced his mother's sight, just as he had disappeared, and subconsciously tried to dodge.
But the carriage is only so big.
Where to hide?
Behind Jason?
Come on, he's not petite Denise.
However, this did not prevent him from asking Jason for help.
He nudged Jason slightly with his elbow.
Gerald motioned to Jason for help.
This was agreed upon in advance, and of course Jason would not go back on his word temporarily.
Although the aunt in front of me looks very strict, she can still be reasonable.
Immediately, Jason was about to speak.
But before he could speak, the old woman looked at him with a smile.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but looking at the smiling old woman, the roar of a tiger echoed in Jason's ears.
"Jason, I'm your aunt."
"After Lily passes away, I should be your only elder."
"Since your cousin is getting married soon, I think your wedding date can also be put on the agenda - what do you think, Denise?"
As she spoke, the old woman looked at Denise.
Woof?
Denise was stunned for a moment, looking confused.
And Jason?
After casting a helpless look at Gerald, he immediately retreated.
During the rest of the journey, the old woman, Denise, continued to laugh and laugh.
Gerald was crestfallen.
Jason remained silent.
He wanted to comfort Gerald, but thought for a while and finally said nothing.
Sometimes, it's better not to get burned.
This doesn't mean not helping.
But...
The opponent is too powerful.
It cannot be solved by force.
About three or four minutes later, the carriage stopped in front of a white two-story building.
From the perspective of the carriage, there is a door directly in and out of the front. There is no courtyard or the like. Instead, the door is pushed inward two meters and a part of the living room is carved out, forming an open space with a rocking chair and a
Small round table.
At this moment, there is a pot of tea and four teacups on the round table.
At the same time, three wooden round stools were placed next to the rocking chair.
After getting off the carriage, Jason looked around.
You can hear the sound of waves, green plants, and gravel paths.
It is about 1 km away from No. 111 Deren Street.
It's just that although the buildings here have been renovated, judging from the surrounding vegetation, they should be much earlier than 111 Delen Street.
"This was the caretaker's house on the site of Hans Hall."
"This is where I first came to Hans Harbor."
"Well, as you can imagine, I'm the janitor here."
The old woman explained to Jason while sitting in the rocking chair.
Watchmen?
Jason looked at the old woman and couldn't imagine that this old woman had ever had this identity.
After all, in his impression, most of the gatekeepers were men and possessed considerable force.
"Don't you believe in my ability?"
“I was Gerard’s first teacher in swordsmanship, riding, and shooting.”
After the old woman motioned for everyone to sit down, she poured tea for everyone. It was a scented tea that resembled rose petals and had a faint sweet fragrance. While pouring the tea, the old woman continued: "And, at that time I was cutting
She lost her hair and disguised herself as a man.”
A woman disguised as a man?!
Denise's eyes lit up again.
I have seen many scenes with this scenario.
But it was the first time I saw it in reality.
"Is that fun?"
Denise asked curiously.
"Fun?"
"Not fun at all!"
"Not only were I worried about my identity being exposed, but I also had to face danger all the time - Hans Harbor at that time was filled with all kinds of monsters and cultists, and it was difficult to guarantee safety in the city."
"We, the gatekeepers, are here to protect the lives and fortunes of our employees."
"The mortality rate is extremely high."
"Among the group of gatekeepers who came at the same time as me, I was the only one left after three months. Six months later, another group of gatekeepers changed, and I became the leader of the gatekeepers and began to be responsible for the security of the entire manor.
.”
After taking a sip of tea, the old woman spoke plainly, and Denise shrank her head.
They are all dead people, which is not romantic at all as imagined.
However, Denise did not give up.
It continued to ask.
"Then isn't this Hans Manor?"
"Gerald's surname is Hans. You met Gerald's father here, right?"
"Also, why does everyone call Gerald Lord Gerald instead of Lord Hans?"
The old woman took a sip of tea and said with a smile.
"This is Hans Manor. It doesn't mean that I met Gerald's father here. We met in a restaurant in the city. There was a new barbecue restaurant there at the time. I went to eat barbecue during my day off. Gerald
My father also ran out secretly. He ran into a little trouble without a guard, but I solved it easily. He treated me to a barbecue, so we got to know each other."
"As for why it's not Master Hans?"
"because……"
The old woman's voice paused, but she didn't say any more. She raised her hand and touched Denise's head.
"Go and rest."
"Although you don't have to get up early tomorrow."
The old woman said.
Gerald, who had remained silent, suddenly raised his head.
He looked at his mother in surprise.
"With so many things happening today, do you think the wedding can still be held tomorrow?"
"It will take at least a week to process."
The old woman looked at her son helplessly.
"A week?"
Gerald breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a plan that can delay a day.
"Go take Jason and Denise go back and rest."
"I'm tired too."
said the old woman.
Gerald, Jason, and Denise stood up immediately.
The old woman watched them board the carriage and gradually move away until they turned onto the side of the road, then turned and walked towards the room.
The former gatekeeper's room retains much of its original style.
Rough, simple, and focused on use.
But some people will never come back.
The old woman raised her hand and touched the thick pillars, tables, and stairs in the room, and her thoughts seemed to fly to decades ago.
After more than ten seconds, she sighed slightly.
With this sigh, the old woman's aura once again changed into the aura unique to a superior person.
"Start the next round of netting."
She said calmly.
"Yes, Lord Hans."
A chorus of responses came from the air around them.
Faintly, hidden figures were seen kneeling on one knee.
