It was said that several batches of servants in Lord Count's mansion had died, and the corpses of the assassins were carried out almost every day.
After going through layers of identity verification, many of them finally saw the viscount who held a high position in the hall, which was not considered to be exceptionally gorgeous. The viscount sat on his chair, and his sharp eyes swept across many people.
"First of all, as a noble, I need to thank you for not hesitating when you should have taken action. Compared to those who have been watching from the sidelines, your courage is commendable."
Many knelt on one knee. In this situation, he could not say anything else, so he could only remain silent.
When they were still ten meters away from the viscount, Many consciously did not approach him. Although the old butler stood there silently like a statue, Many knew that if they crossed the line in his heart, the consequences would be self-evident.
"Regarding the sacred relic, you are not the first and will not be the last person who wants to know the answer."
The viscount seemed to be in a good mood today. Looking at Many's behavior, he felt very comfortable. Something like face was neither important nor unimportant to the nobles, but sometimes, a few subtle actions would often determine the final decision of a superior.
Because in the eyes of the superior, many multiple-choice questions that could determine a person's fate were just child's play.
Obviously, from the beginning to the end, Many did not reveal too much, and the silent viscount did not reveal any flaws. The old butler did not even pay attention to whether the words he said were the effect of spiritual power, because Many had used the power of the rule to weaken the fluctuations that might spread from the beginning.
The Goddess of Luck's favor was often because of the last effort in countless efforts.
"Today, you came here and used that badge that could be exchanged for countless glory and wealth in exchange for a piece of information that may be useless to you. Do you think it's worth it?"
"It's worth it."
Many lowered his head, his voice low and filled with determination.
Nodding in satisfaction, the viscount straightened his body slightly. The old butler beside him seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but the windows around them closed automatically without anyone moving them.
"The sacred relic has not fallen into anyone's hands since the beginning."
Viscount Jeria had a faint smile on his face. "Are you surprised?
I didn't tell you that he hid it in my family's collection, or that he hid it in His Majesty Sacamento's private bedroom. I didn't even tell you its current state. "
"It's not an accident."
Many of their expressions remained the same, but there was no sign of disappointment.
"Do you think it's worth it to exchange this badge for this information?"
This was his second time asking, and his tone was thought-provoking.
"To be honest, it's not worth it."
Many shrugged and continued, "But at least this eliminates one option for me, right?
From here, it's worth it. "
"Alright."
Viscount Jeria smirked and nodded.
Many knew that it was time for them to leave. As for what they should do next …
The moment he left the hall, the viscount said softly, "If you find any clues in Mount Dick, I hope you will let me know when you have the time."
"There is no problem, my lord."
Many turned their heads and bowed a second time, bowing deeply.
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"Arrange another place to stay. The maids are not allowed to go out. Gruer Yunakuzkaz takes turns to be on duty every day." Many stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back like Nairíos. Behind him, Jia Luo used a quill to record what he said. "Continue to collect information. Change the amount of the reward and the target."
He pointed to a document that he had asked Jia Luo to write before. "Everything goes according to plan. Wait for my return."
"My lord, if you don't come back …"
"There's no such possibility."
For the first time, Many's words were filled with indomitable aggressiveness and determination. Compared with the yes-man during the day, Many was like a different person at this moment.
The clues given by Viscount Jeria were obvious. No matter what his purpose or mentality was, Many examined his actions and the other party's reaction from beginning to end to make sure that he was not walking into a dead end.
The sacred weapon was no lighter than the dragon skeleton.
After Becky obtained the Glorious Scepter, her strength was beyond anyone's imagination. Now, Many not only needed to strengthen himself, but also the strength of the warriors in his territory. This would only be beneficial to the war.
So, he immediately decided to set off for Mount Dicker as soon as he returned. But this time, he was the only one left to explore this unknown area.
A few trolls were sent to guard the area. Many packed up their belongings and left the place.
Two Rank-9 Warriors and a sharp Rank-7 Hunter. Many had no choice but to settle them down in the middle of the bustling city. The situation in Mount Dicker was stable, and there were no signs of them being discovered. Unless Queen Kate of the Western Continent issued a warrant for their capture, they would not attract any attention.
Especially after they moved their residence to the more crowded transit area, the possibility of this happening was greatly reduced.
There were risks, but Many could not care less. He would not bring so many maids into the deep forest.
… …
After leaving that sizable town, what greeted their eyes was pitch-black darkness. However, this was not an obstacle for many people. They closed their eyes slightly and the surrounding scenery appeared clearly in their minds.
Many moved quickly after entering the forest, but he did not seem to have any destination in mind. Instead, he moved quickly towards the nearest mountain peak.
The temperature of the night was very low, and the ground was hard and frozen. Occasionally, the cries of magical beasts or nocturnal animals could be heard. The environment was harsh and dangerous.
For a few hours, he ran silently, but his breathing was very even. His extraordinary stamina allowed him to climb up the mountain without tiredness.
Standing on the mountain peak, Many closed his eyes and expanded his senses to the maximum. The feeling of being in control of everything filled Many with confidence. But after he spread his senses out, Many felt a little disappointed.
The mountainous region was very vast. Although they had only explored a small area, there was no unusual aura here. After all, a sacred relic was not an ordinary object. Many did not know how they could find the trace of the sacred relic. Unable to find what they were looking for on this mountain, many headed straight for the next mountain. That mentality of pursuing power at all costs seemed to have caused many of them to be stuck in a dead end.
But at the same time, Many understood that every powerful person was stuck in a dead end.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. To be the best in a certain field, one had to put in an unimaginable amount of effort. Many knew that their strength came too easily, but their desire to become stronger made them not lose to anyone.
His breathing was steady. Many ran in the forest with his eyes closed, but as he ran, he realized that the scenery in front of him had changed!
What's this?
Many looked up and opened their eyes.
There were countless stars in the sky.
It's been a long time since I saw the stars, right?
Many suddenly felt that his heart had become incomparably bright. He looked up, but in the next second, he realized that something was wrong …
Why are there stars in the Abyss Continent?
Turning his head and looking around, the starlight reflected the outline of the surrounding forest. It looked indistinct. A cold wind blew, and the rustling of the leaves had an indescribable desolation.
Is this an illusion?
Many lowered his head and stepped on the ground. Then, he lowered his head to confirm his position. But when he lowered his head, he saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.
There was someone in front of him.
And it was none other than Gracier, who had disappeared from his memory for a long time.
Dressed in black, with a pale face and a sorrowful and conceited expression, this mysterious fellow who once appeared in the Black Dragon Territory looked up at the starry sky in silence.
Many did not dare to make a sound. He did not know what was going on in front of him because it gave him a very strange feeling. It was as if a layer of fog had been pushed aside in his mind because he realized that the scene in front of him seemed to have appeared in his mind before.
Gracier put his hands behind his back and stared blankly at the sky for a few minutes without moving. Then, he stretched out his hand and took out Krillin's Blade!
It was slightly different from the Krillin's Blade in Many's hands. Many saw that the Krillin's Blade in Gracier's hand seemed to have a sharper shape and a stronger wave of energy.
Just when many people didn't know what was happening, Gracier raised his hand and pointed his longsword at the sky. Immediately after, a dazzling light emitted from the blade of the sword. Something seemed to have shattered and flew into the distant starry sky. After that, the luster of the peerless longsword dimmed and dimmed in an instant.
"In the end, I'm still not qualified …" Gracier muttered to himself.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he swung the longsword angrily, and his expression turned ferocious for a moment.
Accompanied by this sharp sword aura, the ground within a radius of nearly a thousand meters seemed to tremble.
Gracier's figure disappeared on the spot, and the starry sky above his head gradually disappeared as if it was covered by a layer of fog. In less than a few minutes, the dead darkness returned.
There was a crisp sound in their ears. Many looked around and found that the surroundings had returned to normal.