Should I know?

John looked at Jason with a bewildered expression.

Jason's appearance as a matter of course made John subconsciously feel that he had missed some important clues, or that he hadn't heard what Jason said just now.

But after a moment of careful recollection, John couldn't remember that he had missed anything or that he hadn't heard Jason's words.

After all, things have just happened.

From getting out of the car to entering the underground chamber and returning to the car, everything came back to his mind clearly.

Looking at John's bewildered appearance, Jason sighed slightly in his heart.

At this moment, he began to inexplicably miss those expatriate members of the 'cat hole'.

At least, if there is a member of the 'Cat Hole' expatriate at such a time, he can easily and directly listen to the 'reasonable explanation'.

"Yesterday the old butler Findirt died."

"Today, the person in the coffin in the secret room here has 'woken up.'"

"The traces left in the chamber are 'fresh', definitely within a day."

"Who did you say was in the coffin?"

Jason asked rhetorically, spreading his hands.

"Findirt!"

John's words blurted out.

Then, this 'retiree' with an extraordinary career had a look on his face.

"It was because of this hole card that he was easily killed by Tois!"

"It is also because of Fendilt's intervention that the Edward family will decline for a short time."

"He borrowed everything from the Edwards family to accomplish what he wanted, and 'dealt with' those who wanted to get in his way!"

Hearing John's explanation, Jason shook his head.

"Why can't it be Edward?"

"Why can't all this be Edward's layout?"

"Why do you think that the 'Findirt' you see is the Findirt, and not Edward?"

Jason asked rhetorically.

John was stunned.

This time, without waiting for John to speak, Jason continued: "Don't forget, Findirt has served the Edwards family for almost thirty years! ”

"Thirty years, such a long time, it is destined that it is impossible for Findirt to betray the Edward family, and his loyalty can be confirmed."

"But what if it's just his interpretation?"

John asked retortively.

"Of course it is!"

"But he is a butler, a butler who graduated from the housekeeper academy, a housekeeper who takes care of the entire Edward family!"

Jason reminded.

"So what does it matter?"

John frowned.

"Time!"

"He doesn't have time to learn those mysterious things!"

"He doesn't have the ability to construct the ritual just now!"

"Believe me, learning that knowledge is far more difficult and time-consuming than you imagined!"

Jason has the answer.

As a proficient level of [Tufuyu], Jason is well aware of the difficulty of learning this language, and he relies on his 'teacher's notes and 'satiety' to get started quickly, which does not mean that others can do it too.

What's more, the 'ritual' in the underground secret room just now is not something that can be interpreted by the mastery level alone.

The 'rituals' there require a higher level.

So, the doubts arise!

Where did Findirt learn this?

Where did a young man from an ordinary family learn similar mystical knowledge?

Every genre and power has a heritage.

This kind of inheritance is determined, and there are traces to follow.

It also determines the existence of master and apprentice, or simply superiors and subordinates.

But until now, Jason has not really touched a similar existence, except for the coffin surrounded by the statue of the two-headed snake he just faced.

As for being self-taught?

A butler who has the profession of a butler, who always follows his master, who is always on call, occasionally picks up a book of mysterious knowledge, and then relies on his own talent to reach the level above the level of mastery in the only one or two hours of study left every day?

Such a talent is no longer excellent.

Rather, excellence!

Far beyond the ordinary!

Would someone with such exceptional talent really stay in the same family for thirty years?

Hypothesis!

Let's say that Findirt really has a great talent, but he doesn't care and just wants to stay in the Edward family.

The biggest contradiction arises: why did he destroy the Edwards?

Or why didn't he stop Edward from destroying the family?

Fendilt, who has extraordinary powers, is a butler, but it is not difficult to stop Edward without harming him.

It doesn't make sense!

Although Findirt was loyal to Edward, it is important to know that Findirt stayed and worked in the Edward's family for thirty years!

Thirty years of habits are not so easy to change!

Habit is not about wisdom.

In a way, it's terrible, more than anything else.

In order to keep this 'habit' alive, Findirt will definitely do something out of the ordinary to protect the Edwards when there is a real danger of their destruction.

Even if he was unwilling to hurt Edward.

But what about the others?

It's not about good or evil.

It's just human nature.

But none of this happened.

The House of Edward was destroyed.

Edward is missing.

Findirt lost his career.

But after hearing about the 'unusual' thing about his former employer, Fendirt, who was relieved, came to look for his old employer.

And then?

The old employer showed him some magical 'abilities'.

A door was opened for him.

He saw things he had never seen before.

And, ask him if he would like to cooperate with him to 'make a comeback'?

Faced with thirty years of service, and the use of these magical abilities as a bargaining chip, Findirt had no reason not to agree.

And then......

Edward is 'missing'.

Everything after that was played out according to Edward's 'teachings.'

In the face of the killer's ruthlessness and apologies behind him, he chose to bury the other party's body.

In the face of Towis's 'laxity', he was easily killed.

There is a plausible explanation for all of this.

Findirt was just a puppet in advance, and Edward was the real mastermind.

Even, Edward must have shown Findirt the drama of 'coming back from the dead' to convince Findirt that his death was only temporary.

The next moment, Edward would resurrect him.

And in fact?

It was only Edward who was 'resurrected' in the true sense of the word!

Or 'reincarnation'!

After fulfilling the various conditions of the ceremony, he was finally 'reincarnated' Edward!

Edward, who came from a wealthy family, should have occasionally obtained a certain organization, a broken inheritance, or even a certain note.

Then, the head of the family unconsciously indulged in it, so much so that he made several judgments, and in order to recoup his losses, Edward began to use the power of 'mystery'.

It's just that he's not familiar with all this.

He made a mistake.

He was threatened with death.

As a result, he began to buy a lot of strange things in order to prevent death from approaching, which hastened the decline of the entire Edward family until its demise.

However, Edward left the possibility of 'reincarnation'.

And, at the moment, Edward has succeeded.

These speculations, Jason did not hide from John.

Under the explanation of the person who lacked the 'cat hole', he said it himself.

"In other words, the old butler, Findirt, and Elmod are all part of the 'ritual'."

John was keen to spot the key points.

"Hmm."

"Snakes have so many meanings in the occult."

"Its molting is believed to be immortal and immortal."

"Its fangs are seen as instigation, killing."

"Its venom is considered deception, betrayal."

"And we have just seen a statue of a two-headed serpent staring at the coffin—Edward's 'persuasion' of Findirt, which can be regarded as instigation, deception; Findirt then 'betrayed' Elmod, and Elmod's 'death' brought about the killing, so 'Immortal' appeared, and Edward completed a 'molt' in a special way. ”

Jason explained to John what he had learned while learning the [Picture Complex Language].

"It's really horrible that this guy has done all this with Fendilt's loyalty!"

"Findirtta...... Alas. ”

John felt sorry for the dead old butler.

"Terrible?"

"This is just the tip of the iceberg of the other party's 'ritual'!"

Jason said softly.

"The 'ritual' isn't over yet?"

John was taken aback.

"Of course not!"

"Won't you forget what Cherry City is like right now?"

"Those angry parents have arrived!"

Jason said affirmatively.

"If I were Edward, and I had been laying out for so long, how could I possibly let the 'ceremony' end so easily?"

"I've been 'reincarnated', so naturally I'm going to get back everything I've lost."

"And ......"

"I still want strength!"

He knew all too well what a guy who had lost everything, teetering on the brink of death, and then 'resurrected' wanted to do.

In the 'city that never sleeps', such a guy is like a carp crossing the river.

Each one is like a red-eyed gambler.

Not only crazy, but also ...... Greedy!

"Believe me, there must be a few unusual guys among the 'parents' who came to Cherry City this time - they will be Edward, the promoters of the second half of the plan."

"And we?"

Jason's gaze became solemn as he said this.

"What will happen to us?"

John asked involuntarily.

"How did we get together?"

Jason asked rhetorically.

John's face changed.

"That's part of that guy's layout?"

He asked in a deep voice.

"Of course!"

"And it's still an important part!"

"You don't want someone to sabotage your success, right?"

"So, it's better to rule out the 'accident' - with the mysterious power he does best!"

Speaking of which, Jason took a deep breath and continued:

"Contact Brian, McCall."

"Let them get to 222 Artichoke Street."

"Let's go straight there."

"Hopefully, it's in time."

John didn't speak, he had already stepped on the accelerator with one kick.

The whole car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

……

The cherry city at night, illuminated by neon, is exceptionally beautiful.

However, no one appreciated such beauty tonight.

Just!

Just now, someone broke into the home of a parliamentarian and beat everyone to death, including six bodyguards and the councillor, with their bare hands.

Then, before people could react, a steady stream of gunfire rang out from another wealthy businessman.

Someone saw with their own eyes an automatic tracked vehicle with a heavy machine gun rushing in, and the gunfire erupted more than a dozen centimeters.

The wealthy merchant was killed on the spot.

Even the bodyguards suffered heavy casualties.

Then, there was the explosion!

The house of a wealthy merchant was blown up to the sky.

Why the two attackers attacked, no one knows.

However, when they finally left, they were all holding a girl without exception.

This made everyone can't help but think of a news they heard before: someone is auctioning the 'girl' as the 'goods'.

The idea came about and made the locals of Cherry City shudder.

But for parents who come from other cities as quickly as possible, it's different.

They gathered together.

They were still deliberating.

They still had their senses.

But when they heard that someone had rescued their daughter, the family affection in their hearts completely exploded.

They become desperate.

They took weapons out of the car.

They rushed to where their daughter might be.

Most of their weapons were purchased after their daughter's disappearance.

Even the most peaceful people, after experiencing the disappearance of their daughter, will be tempted to buy a small self-defense pistol, as its name suggests: self-defense.

They need to protect their families.

They don't know if they're going to use these weapons.

But they carry it with them.

And at this moment......

And they did!

Bang, bang, bang!

Da-da-da-da!

Boom Boom!

The sound of pistols and submachine guns mingled.

Explosions followed.

Cherry City, which was originally quiet and peaceful, became like a battlefield at this time.

None of the people who appeared on this battlefield were soldiers.

But they are more terrible than any soldier.

Because!

They are not afraid of death!

In order to get their daughter back, they have long forgotten everything!

The bodyguards of those rich people and parliamentarians were completely stunned, because they never thought that a middle-aged uncle with a thin figure and thick glasses could sweep with an AK, and a middle-aged aunt with a bloated figure held a shotgun and sprayed them incessantly.

The most exaggerated thing is that a trembling old man walked up to them with difficulty, and then, taking off his coat, revealing a tactical vest full of grenades inside.

Their eyes were filled with anger.

Their expressions were full of hatred.

They have a unified slogan in their mouths -

"Give me back my child!"

The voice is high-pitched and powerful!

The stunned bodyguards trembled all over.

As the bodyguards of the employer, they know a few things about the employer.

They reacted quickly to who these people were.

A hint of guilt followed.

And that made them hesitate.

It also deprived them of their last chance.

The simple defenses of the mansions were broken through layer by layer, and the parents rushed into the mansions, shouting their children's names.

Some have answers.

They wept with joy.

Some......

It has long been impossible to answer.

They are sad and helpless.

They grew angrier.

They are starting to get ...... Crazy.

The gunfire intensified.

The explosion was louder.

The streets of Cherry City were empty when a wave of gunfights appeared.

At this moment, people are hiding in their homes and shivering.

And at this time, a figure appeared on the street.

He was dressed in a black, modest gown, and held a cane in his left hand, which kept touching the ground with a characteristic sound as he walked.

On the occasional raised index finger of the right hand, a ring encrusted with a ruby shines brightly.

He walked unhurriedly, like walking through the streets, more like enjoyment.

His mouth couldn't stop humming softly.

Then, suddenly, that humming came to an abrupt end.

It turned into a cold self-talk——

"Not enough!"

"Not enough!"

"More tragic!"

"I need more life!"

"Greet your ...... with such life King! ”

"Cherry City, your king is back!"