The official residence of the Duran family is in the Acropolis, it is a splendid mansion, magnificent, everywhere exudes the awe-inspiring power accumulated over the years, and even the pillars at the door are full of formidable power - this is not surprising, there is nothing more natural than an ancient family of thousands of years, the Thornbranch family, who swore to lay the foundation of the superpower association at the beginning, in the Acropolis, where the land is more precious than precious stones.

- Yes, but not necessarily.

In fact, just ten or twenty years ago, the Duran family, a family house with a history of thousands of years, was only about to fall to the point of being sold to pay off the debt, but then they unexpectedly had David Duran and discovered his potential, so the ancient mansion was finally preserved.

Perhaps that's why David Duran doesn't like Duran's mansion the most, except for New Year's feasts and official ceremonies that must be held here, such as the conclusion of the Healer's Protective Blood Pact or the submission of important vassals, he never sets foot here, but today he had to return to this mansion.

The housekeeper who heard the news was pleasantly surprised, and took it upon himself to arrange a grand greeting on his own initiative, and the children and grandchildren of the Duran family, who lived in this old house, were called out of bed one by one, changed into gorgeous dresses, and waited in the bitter cold wind with the guards in spite of the night, and they were all full of energy—since their "good David" had moved out of the place when he was sixteen years old, they had scarcely had ever had a chance to show their faces in front of him. Frustrated, they went back to their rooms and hid behind the velvet curtains to spy on the airship's trajectory in the night sky as it landed.

After the airship landed, David went directly to the interview room.The chief attendant, Hebrew, had already arrived in advance and was waiting at the door.Hebrew and David's eyes collided, gave him a reassuring smile, and then lowered his head.

The guard pushed open the door, and the long reception room, with a gold-trimmed red carpet stretched from the gate to the seat in the center of the staircase at the end.

David walked behind Heller, and instead of sitting on the throne on the steps, he chose to stand directly in front of him.

"Listen attentively, your servant, my sovereign master." Heller replied in a low voice.

"It's about Helena, and I met with Lord Mooch to-day, and he solemnly promised me that he and his servants would never try to get their hands on Helena again, and that what we had been worried about would not be to be feared now, and that Helena's life and health would be completely guaranteed in the future."

"It is thanks to your merciful protection."

David ignored the flattery: "I remember that I had made a marriage contract with Helena precisely because her life was not guaranteed and she was threatened at all times.

"Master!&

Heller looked up in shock, instinctively wanting to say something against it, however, a tray had already been delivered to him. The deputy chief Gal personally held the tray, and on the tray was a half of hair marked with the name of the master's mistress and the genetic sequence of his own daughter.

"I was very surprised when Lord Mochi handed this thing to me." David said, "Helena has always been a good girl, and I know very well that she is not the one who can commit such a crime. As a protector, I cannot allow her to be a scapegoat for the mistakes of anyone else, and of course, I don't want her to shed tears for the mistakes of her relatives.

Heller looked at the hair in front of him with a pale face, this was obviously a very serious accusation, and the evidence was conclusive, no one could refute it. Even because of Mochi's identification, it was impossible and not even allowed to question it - questioning the Holy Knight itself was an even more serious crime, tantamount to blasphemy. No matter how merciful the master could tolerate such a crime, if he was questioned, it would not be an ordinary confession, and burning at the stake or even banishment could not be compensated.

"Who did such a stupid thing?" Heller thought anxiously, although the person who did this was probably Helena herself, who could have been exempted from responsibility by virtue of her status as a contract healer, but his benevolent master had apparently cut off the possibility of putting the black cauldron on Helena's head in the first place. Then it is impossible to put an end to the strain.

"Please, for Helena's sake." Heller fell to her knees, buried her head in the ground, and pleaded, "Please be gracious."

David watched expressionlessly as Helena's father succumbed to the crooked back at his feet, his heart hating his current self.

A prepared document was placed in front of Heller in a gold tray, and a pen was placed. Heller's fingertips trembled, and he finally picked up the pen and signed his name at the end of the paper—a beautiful floral script with the family emblem and a private certificate.

After that, Heidi's family sent half of the contract when the marriage contract was confirmed to the interview room, and this half of the contract was put together with the other half of the contract that had been kept in the Duran family and had just been turned out of the mansion. At this point, David Duran's marriage contract with Helena ended completely and no longer exists.

When David had fulfilled his wishes, he was again a good master who was kind and forgiving, and he allowed Heller to stand up before him without always having to kneel down - a privilege that he deserved as the father of the healer, and then told him the father of the healer in a gentle tone that he could step down.

Before Helena's father retired, he made a point to stop him, using the title of his childhood.

"Uncle Heller," he said to Helena's father, "let her keep this matter a secret for the time being, for I don't want to see her grieved." David's tone was full of apologies, and he almost said the word "sorry" - of course he didn't really say "sorry," because the master never said sorry to the servant.

It is for this reason that Heller replied with great respect: "Do as you command, my master." Then he withdrew from the interview room, and this time David did not stop him again.

David exited the chamber through a door behind the throne with a staircase leading to his bedroom—yes, David Durand had moved out of the house when he was sixteen years old, and he did not like to come back here, but apparently the room in the mansion had to be vacated for him all the time, and prepared as if he were going to return every day, or maybe David Duran's love affair today is really complicated, and all in all, he decided to stay at the Acropolis Mansion tonight.

As soon as David came out of the interview room, he hurried up to him, and asked anxiously, "David, what happened?"

"I mean yes, father, you shouldn't have questioned the chief squire like that."

David's hard words, which had no room for turn, suddenly silenced old Mr. Duran, and only after a half resound, did he blush, and said, "I think we should talk, for now, there are other things about Helena."

"Yes, father, we should talk, but not now," David said without any □□emotion, "I'm tired, father, I just had a hand with Master Grigor."

"Oh my God!" said old Mr. Duran, who lost his voice in shock, and even fell off the bridge of his nose with his monocle because of this action.

"You don't have to worry, I can't die, but now I have to rest." David did not look at old Mr. Duran, but said this in such a slightly contemptuous manner, and then left his father and went upstairs first.

Gard, the chief attendant, and the mighty servants followed closely behind David, but Hebrew was left alone.

"It's too late today, old gentleman, please go back and rest first, and I'll go there early tomorrow morning." He said this politely and respectfully, and then, in the presence of old Mr. Duran, who had not yet had time to leave, he severely reprimanded the housekeeper and the head of the family affairs bureau who had been called to the stairwell: "Can the master's whereabouts and affairs be leaked and inquired about so casually?

Old Mr. Duran's face was pale, and he almost raised his cane and rushed over to knock Hebrew on the head, but he relied on the nobleman's self-cultivation to hold back, and left the stairwell with a cane of resentment.

When Hebrew returned to his room, David was changing his clothes, and when he heard his voice, he commanded: "Arrange for the funeral of Commissioner Botrini, and ensure the safety of his relatives and students."

"Yes, I have already ordered to go down, and wait for the people to be sent to the slave market and then rescue them, so that it is not easy to arouse suspicion." Hebrew replied, "The gifts promised to Mr. Lin and Mr. Crassus have been prepared."

David finished changing his clothes, sat down, pressed his fingers to his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and a faint tiredness appeared on his face.

So, in the adjoining room, a healer in a pale green night dress was brought up, and the servants held her arms to help her knees, telling her to fully open up her spiritual world.

Half an hour later, when the resonance was over, an attendant came out of the room and delivered the chief attendant's order: "Take this healer down, arrange for a suitable supernatural person to transfer her to the enemy, take care of her to recuperate, and be sure not to teach her to be injured."