Fresh air, neat carpets, crisp velvet beds, and white curtains rippling in the wind at the end of the eye from the open glass windows. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

There was still a faint smoke from the burned hole in the floor not far from his feet, and the marks left by the secret meeting of a few young people around him made the room a little messy.

The sound of walking in the hallway outside the door, the conversation of servants, and the trivial sounds of the security guards patrolling the lawn outside the house.

All of them made Charles look in a trance.

He is more sensitive to the environment than he used to be, and his body is shrouded in light with a faint warmth, and when he scans his surroundings, the world in front of him seems to be clearer and more real.

He felt that everything was different, whether it was the world, or himself, or his heart.

It seems that a lot of heavy burdens have been lifted in my heart, and I always felt a lot of haze in the past, but now for some reason, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Why is this happening?

Lift the burden...... Is it because of the removal of the camouflage spell? Or is it a defect in one's own psyche?

Or is it the weird scapegoat?

In the past, Charles had never found anything strange about it, only that it was very useful, but when he was stripped of his coat and saw it for what it really was, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he had practiced the spell with his own hands, it was the first time he had actually seen it attached to his body.

"It's hard not to have that kind of thing wrapped around your soul, right......" Secretly glad, Charles turned to another question.

"So that poisonous tongue helped me?"

"What the hell is he?"

"Is it some kind of creature from that special place? Or is it something that appears under the influence of the Substitute Ghost? Or is it simply ...... Myself? ”

He didn't know that the True Eye had only recovered its effects after returning, and he had no idea what had happened to him during that time.

However, whatever it was, it seemed to help Charles invisibly, making him think carefully about what he had done after crossing over for the first time.

"Hypocrisy? Hypocrite....... ”

Frowning, he looked down at himself, but nothing changed in front of him.

As he left the river and returned to the place where the necromantic had ascended, he was so distracted by those words that by the time he reacted, he had already left the space and arrived at the Cranston Manor in the middle of the capital of Turin.

However, returning to the Overworld means that the True Eye is starting to recharge, and it is impossible to see what you have really gained.

However, this does not mean that Charles is ignorant of the changes in his body, but he does not have the real eye and is not so clear.

The mind is clearer, the mind is sharper, the spirit body that can be faintly perceived is more thorough and pure, the body is full of that kind of sun-like power and is more active, and the relationship between the spirit and the body is more ...... Roundness.

It's as if this is the real self, not the slightly muddy appearance it once was.

"Cleaned up some ...... Hidden trouble? Chewing on the words, Charles thought thoughtfully.

But he didn't think long before there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by a stammering sound.

"Big brother, you, are you there?"

Hearing this, Charles frowned, then got up and opened the door, and sure enough, it was his cheap brother standing outside the door.

Facing Charles's gaze, the other party's emerald green eyes dodged slightly, and he stammered, "Big, big brother, I'm sorry, I'm ...... Hey? ”

He paused abruptly in the middle of his speech, looking at Charles in some surprise.

"What's wrong?" Charles wondered.

"Big brother, you, when did you change your clothes?"

Charles was stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly looked down. A black robe from a medieval world comes into view.

"Busy and busy, forgot to change ......" was secretly a little speechless, but on the surface he shrugged his shoulders casually, "I bought a new retro robe, and I just changed it to see the effect." By the way, what are you looking for me? ”

Hearing him say this, Alan didn't think much about it, and then began to stammer, "I...... Big brother, I shouldn't ......"

"You shouldn't use my room?" Charles said it for him.

"That's right." Alan nodded decisively.

"It's okay." Charles said, "I forgive you. ”

As he spoke, he tugged at the doorknob and was about to close it, but before he could exert himself, something suddenly occurred to him.

"That's right." Charles touched his chin, then opened his arms to the cheap brother, "I haven't seen you for a few months, shouldn't you hug it?" ”

"This ......" Allen's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back in the face of the smiling Charles.

Eventually, though, he stepped forward and hugged Charles, but his body trembled a little.

"Why the hell is he so scared? Didn't find any special memories? Secretly wondering, Charles patted him on the back, then let go of his hand, looked at the cheap brother, and coughed dryly: "It's nothing you can go." ”

"Okay!" Alan nodded hurriedly, and then he ran away.

Charles was speechless about this, but he didn't think much about it, but closed the door and looked down at his palm.

At this time, a gold-edged card quietly appeared there, and in the face of Charles's gaze, the gold-edged cards on all sides were silently flashing with a faint light.

Although he didn't know the specific role of the talent he had acquired, vaguely, it was due to some instinct, and Charles still had some understanding, so he hugged Allen.

The purpose is not to embrace, but to touch.

Touching the other person's body, the so-called, walking destiny talent can be activated.

And the harvest after the launch......

Looking at the card in his hand, which was similar to the Magic card he remembered, Charles was curious.

The card is rectangular in shape, with everything depicted on it, a vivid cartoon portrait of Allen fleeing in panic on it, and lines of words appearing below the portrait.

……

Allan. Cranston, a native of Ron County, Turin Kingdom.

Biological father Turner. Branston, Chancellor of the Exchequer of Turin and his biological mother, Rosa, has died.

There is an older brother, Charles Clanceton.

Studying at the Royal Academy of Turin every day, he is a good baby, has excellent grades, and began to contact the path of the fire mage three months ago.

Secretly in love with the eldest daughter of the Minister of Manners of Turin, but he is distressed by being pursued by Princess Irene, the royal family.

This weekend, there was a secret meeting with other companions at the abandoned factory of Fat Earl No. 03 in the outer city of Turin.

is currently in the period of anxiety for the return of his brother......

……

"Nervous?"

Secretly a little puzzled, but didn't pay much attention to it. After observing curiously for a long time, he didn't notice anything special, so Charles flicked his hand according to his instinct, and the card immediately turned into a little golden light and dissipated.

Then he sat down in a chair in front of the window, rubbing his chin and wondering what his talent was for.

It's a pity that he "just returned" today is destined to be a day that will not stop.

Before he could ponder anything more, the butler of the Cranston Manor interrupted his musings by bringing in a carpenter to repair the floor.

Charles, on the other hand, watched helplessly as the old carpenter thundered on the floor.

Annoyed by the noise, Charles left the room and walked outside. I wanted to go out for a walk, but I ran into the current hostess of the Cranston Manor, who had withdrawn from a music salon of an aristocratic family.

"Hey, baby Charles, long time no see."

Facing this "stepmother" who was chubby, full of foundation, just up to her neck, and dressed up with bells and whistles, the corners of Sherpi's mouth twitched and asked, "Didn't you go to the salon?" The housekeeper said you wouldn't be back until seven o'clock in the evening. ”

"If there is a pause in the salon, I'll come back early." Mrs. Branston said with a smile, looking at Charles with interest in her small eyes as she spoke.

As you can see, this is not his real mother, and of course, she is not the mother of his cheap brother, but the second wife of the Earl of Cranston

Charles didn't know what his original mother looked like, but just looking at the current one, he understood what his so-called father's aesthetic really was.

After smiling and smiling for a moment, Mrs. Cranston swayed her fat ass and walked upstairs to her depart, much to Charles' relief.

It's a pity that this seems to have turned on some kind of switch, and then people came to the door one after another in the manor.

Either this lady or that lady, it seems that Mrs. Cranston brought her so-called musical salon here.

Regarding Charles's return, these people are polite on the surface, and even many people are even more surprised by Charles's mental outlook at this time.

A few aunts still chased after him and asked this and that.

It annoyed Charles. Fortunately, he doesn't have a good reputation here, and he doesn't need to care about his image, and after staring coldly for a while, these noble family members who look superficial and exaggerated on the outside, but are actually ordinary people, go upstairs.

Finally, there was his cheap father.

……

The Earl of Branston looked very rich, as Charles had seen not long ago.

A decent gentleman's tuxedo is quite luxurious, but unfortunately it can't hide the fat belly, the neck is short and thick, and the round face looks like everyone is smiling.

"It's a good match for his wife." Charles commented secretly

While he was looking at the other party, the Earl of Cranston, who pushed the door in, also noticed Charles's presence, grinned, and came up to give him a hug.

"Oh, long time no see, my son seems to be a different person, refreshed!"

Xia Erxin said that I am actually not that familiar with you, but he can't say this clearly, so he can only respond.

Greeting each other with false affection, at the signal of the fat earl, the two walked to the second floor and came to a study.

Stepping in, just closing the door, the fat earl, who was still smiling just now, immediately drooped his fat face.

He raised his hand and loosened the neckline around his neck, picked up a glass of water from the desk, drank it, and then turned back to the desk and sat down in the brown-skinned thick-backed chair.

Then he raised his eyes to Charles and gritted his teeth, "I heard that you burned the floor as soon as you came back?" ”

"I'm sorry." Charles replied sincerely.

"If you're sorry, you wouldn't do such a stupid thing!"

"Actually, I didn't mean to."

Only fools believe you! The fat earl's eyelids jumped when he heard this, but after staring at him for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but you're a long one? Why doesn't joining the church take me seriously? ”

Charles raised an eyebrow, but didn't respond.

The other party smiled instead: "Do you really think I'm going to let you join the church's demon hunting team?" ”

I don't know why he said this, and I don't know how he knew about it, but it doesn't matter. Charles shrugged his shoulders when he heard this: "You don't seem to have a choice. ”

"Not necessarily." The other party still replied with a smile, but then inexplicably changed the topic.

"I heard you're writing a book?"

"Nope."

"Didn't you?" Leaning back in his chair and looking at Charles carefully, the fat earl said thoughtfully: "I think you should go and restrain your temperament." ”

"What do you mean?" Charles frowned.