"Senior Brother Zibelin."

Stley shouted, a slight difference in his attitude towards Zibelin and Danya.

He stayed with Danya for much longer than Zibelin, and Danya was equivalent to his eldest brother, directly called by his name.

As for Zibelin, he is the senior brother who shouts, which is an honorific title, but it also has a sense of rustiness.

"Then let's go back first, Master is still waiting for us."

After introducing Spietrogen to Stre Ray again, Danya moved his shoulders and pushed Zibelin next to him.

"Okay, let's go, Spietrogen, the training is suspended, and you and we will go back and meet Master Duodi first."

"Uh-huh."

Spietrogen looked happy, and it was rare to have a short break, so he hurriedly packed up his things and followed the three of them back.

At Joestar Manor, old George and a bald, white-bearded old man were talking and laughing, and the servants were waiting for them at any time.

The old man spoke jerky English, but it didn't affect the happy conversation and laughter between the two.

He was tall and had a beautiful inverted triangle shape, and even if he was covered by clothing, it was not difficult to see that there were bulging and full muscles underneath.

He held a small pipe in his hand, his beard was obviously pale, but his face was wrinkled, and he looked like he was only about fifty or sixty years old.

"Father, Master Do-Match, Mr. Zibelin, they're back."

Big Joe came in from outside, and he had already seen Zibelin's shadow from afar.

Sure enough, after a while, the four of Zibelin had already returned to Joestar Manor.

"Master of the multi-land."

After living in Tibet for many years, he also learned the rules there.

Spietrogen's mind turned, and he immediately learned to kneel in Zibelin.

His brain is flexible, and he knows that the old man in front of him is definitely not ordinary, not to mention that it is not ashamed to kneel down for such an old man, and it can also leave a good impression on them.

"Get up, you know we're not interested in this."

He lifted him up, took his pipe in his mouth, and folded his hands.

"It's just that you're worthy of me."

Zibelin folded his hands, his words were sincere, and he showed joy, and Spietrogen did the same.

Even the leader of the Ripple Warriors came over in person, which was enough to show the importance they attached to Zibelin and the vampire forces.

And I heard Danya say that this time, I came over with twenty powerful ripple warriors.

Don't think that this is less, Tibet is already vast and sparsely populated, it is not easy to obtain resources, and there are not many people who can become ripple warriors.

In addition, some people have become families, and they cannot dedicate themselves to mankind without scruples and devote themselves to the great cause of destroying the evil forces.

The road is so far away that it costs a lot to go back and forth, and the ripple warriors are not poor, but they are also far from rich.

So it's nice to have so many people coming along.

"What is this?"

Doodle noted Stétrode.

Zibelin immediately explained the situation to him, introducing him as a person, and in his letters, he only mentioned Big Joe and Dio, and did not tell them about Spieterwagen's existence.

"Hmm."

Doggingly smiled good-naturedly and nodded at Stegwagen.

"Zibelin, hand outstretched."

Zibelin had a premonition and obediently stretched out his hand.

The bald and whitebearded man looked at it carefully, and then pressed his palm to Zibelin's hand.

The ripples flowed, and a faint golden glow appeared in the hands of the two of them, and disappeared in an instant.

The servant and old George next to him only felt a flash in front of him, as if something flashed.

Hallucination?

Old George didn't speak, and the servants wouldn't ask even if they had questions.

To be a man, you must understand the rules and not transgress them.

After a few moments, the investigation was completed, and he said goodbye to old George.

More than 20 people were embarrassed to continue to stay at Joestar Manor, allowing them to eat and drink well.

They've rested for a while, and they're about to rush to London and dive straight in to kill the nobleman who has become a vampire.

Dior's side will provide newspapers and personnel to cooperate, and they don't have to worry about finding a place at all.

When the time comes, catch a vampire or two, and it's best to uproot this force.

Old George didn't forcibly keep him, and he also knew that these friends of Da Qiao must have something important to do, so they would go out collectively.

If there is no big thing, how can even people like Duodi come out to act.

Old George is a smart man, and from the conversation with Duoduo, you can find that this person's self-cultivation, confidence, and knowledge are all extraordinary.

"Master Duodi, I have the opportunity to come again, and I am very happy to chat with you."

"Next time, definitely."

The two said goodbye, and they were very open-minded.

In his long life, people come and go, joys and sorrows, have experienced too much, for old George, a gentleman who can talk well, he admires, but does not hold nostalgia.

Danya stayed in place of Zibelin, who needed to help them contact Dior, and Stregg was calm and had always been trained as the leader of the next generation of Ripple Warriors.

This action is to cultivate him and give him a good opportunity to unite people's hearts.

"Master Duodi, what do you see? My fate! ”

On the way, Zibelin asked curiously.

"Hmm~!"

Hum a lot, with a long nasal voice and smoke.

He took the pipe from his mouth and held it in his hand.

"Zibelin, your fate has been changed.

Remember what I told you before, if you don't practice ripples, you will live longer, and you can have your own life and have a new future like ordinary people.

However, as long as you practice Ripple, your fate will change dramatically, and you will be burdened with the fate of death.

The more you practice Ripple, the closer you get to death. ”

"Yes, Master Duodi, I always remember.

But my answer is still the same, I don't care, I have a reason to continue even if I sacrifice my life. ”

"Well, I also remember that I was always impressed by your firm answers."

Glancing at Zibelin, the middle-aged man was as determined and aware as he had been more than twenty years ago.

It was in this way that he was able to impress Duo Pei Di and thus know his future fate.

"Just now, after I sensed your ripples, I noticed that your fate has changed again. Tsibelin, you have escaped that mortal fate. ”

"Oh, I see."

Upon hearing the news, Zibelin's face was calm, and there was not much fluctuation.

If you want to say joy, he has it, after all, if he can live, who would want to die?

It's just that he has long been enlightened, and he has put life and death out of the way, people always have to die, but there is a difference between morning and evening.

Zibelin had heard a phrase from that mysterious country:

"Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather."

He doesn't want to die more than Mount Tai, as long as he is in the right place, does the right thing, and then dies appropriately, and implements his own way of living.

Then Zibelin was able to accept all this, and he was satisfied.

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