Canos strolled back to the manor, the memories in his body were a little mixed, Lu Zheng's, 'Canos', and some miscellaneous memories were tumbling in Canos's mind, making his self-memory involuntarily appear some confusion.

The corners of Canos's mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, he clearly knew that the strange thing of the pale gray light cluster would not be kind enough to stuff other people's memories into him, but Canos just had this need now, he needed to understand some miscellaneous intrigues, since he had been in that place for a long time, Canos had long forgotten the methods and tastes of intrigues, and he still had a fresh sense of entertainment.

True, Canos was not at all afraid of the so-called intrigues of others, when all the conspiracies stacked together could not resist his power.

Canos just needs to push it flat and crush it all the way!

However, mixing the memories of those wastes with Canos's own cognition gave Canos a strong sense of awkwardness and confusion.

Karnos didn't even want to explore anything else, but wanted to take a good break and deal with the rebel head.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man in the lead, dressed in a rebandage, walked respectfully to Canos.

Canos shook his head, his slightly confused will still clearly recognizing the impressive man in front of him, "I'm fine, Uncle Chris, I've cleaned up those fish that slipped through the net." Canos said softly as he looked at Chris's injured right cheek.

"I think you should go and get some rest, the rest of the matter can be resolved by those guardians, your injuries don't allow you to do any more, Uncle Chris!" Canos looked at Chris's cheeks, which were gradually oozing blood as he ran, loyal to the people who did his best to do things for him, Canos never skimped on his care and love.

Chris was stunned, his eyes flashed with relief and softness, but when he mentioned the gang of robbers, Chris's voice suddenly became cold, "It's a pity that I didn't join forces with you to kill those guys, but all the waste hiding in the manor has been killed by our escort team, and the head is hung at the intersection near the manor as a deterrent!" ”

"However, the casualties have not been counted in detail, I'm afraid..."Chris said hesitantly, "It will take some time..."

Canos looked at Chris's hesitant appearance clearly, and said in a somewhat sad tone, "Count the number of dead and wounded, remember to let the people under him be pacified in place, I don't want anything to go wrong when my father comes back!" "Canos is categorical.

"Understood, young master, it's time for you to go and take a good rest." Chris looked respectfully at Canos's somewhat pale face and said cautiously. He felt in Canos's tone the astonishing strength of his father, Lord Fred.

Canos nodded quietly, waved Chris back, and told him to recuperate. After all, a good talent will only exert its greatest effectiveness when he is energetic and healthy.

When Canos turned to walk back to his room, he remembered that his room had been destroyed in the battle, and he beckoned to a servant who hurried by, "Where is the room that is still intact?" Take me there. ”

The servant was stunned at first hearing the command, and only came to his senses when he realized that it was the owner of his own manor, "I'm sorry, young master, I haven't recovered from last night's incident..."

"It's okay, take me over quickly, I need to rest now." Canos waved his hand lightly, and his indifferent appearance relieved the servant, after all, the young master in front of him was not only one of the masters of the manor, but also killed nearly ten robbers who attacked last night, and the leader of the robbers was even pinched and exploded, and when the corpse was moved out, he almost peed his pants in fright.

Now in front of me, even if Canos is a little distracted and pale because of his confused thinking, that invisible deterrence and evil aura still penetrates deeply into the bone marrow, and it is enough to make ordinary people shudder when he does not restrain at all, but he himself does not realize this.

Following some trembling servants to the room, Canos waved his hand to let him retreat and clean up the rest of the manor, and the servants quickly ran away as if they had been amnestied, making Canos a little confused and surprised, Canos looked at his palm with his backhand, thinking that he had changed his form again or directly turned into the monster that everyone feared.

Karnos, who was a little confused, couldn't help but grin, but he firmly remembered the appearance of this servant, and just waited for a good 'interrogation' of him in the future.

Turning back into the house, Canos sat on the only chair in the room, leaning down slightly, he did not want to sleep, and in that place, Kanos had spent a painful time of waking up and sleeping, sleeping and waking again. He doesn't feel that he needs sleep to rest, or to adjust his mind and organize his memory.

Kanos pressed his hand to his temple and rubbed it gently, he closed his eyes quietly, and on the surface, Kanos seemed to be asleep in a chair.

But Canos sank his spirit deep into the depths of his mind, feeling the light in the center of his mind that kept swaying with pale gray brilliance, and the mixed memories kept rolling, Canos carefully looked at the memories of 'Canos', and carefully understood what kind of perfect 'self' he should play next, before he began to slowly look at Pascal and Ain's broken memories, and the names of some people and the context of the whole thing gradually became clear in Canos's mind.

Canos folded his arms with his hands, lying on his back and floating in the spiritual world, white light and shadow intertwined, clearly intertwined with the image of Canos's whole person, long pale blonde hair tied into a simple ponytail tied behind his head, light blue pupils shining on his face, high nose bridge and slightly thin lips depicted a simple external image.

Judging from his appearance alone, Canos was still an adult teenager, and he was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. But from the fierce temperament and cruel style formed by the fighting since last night, the shadow of Lu Zheng's past can be vaguely seen.

A simple blood sacrifice? Canos spoke. He stretched out his fingers and rubbed his smooth chin, "But now that I know where they are, it's much easier, kill them all, and then retrieve their memories, I think I can always get out of the black hand behind the scenes!" Canos had a hideous, grim smile on his face.