That night, in the wee hours of the night.

In a luxurious villa in Goldagetown, an old man sits alone in a room.

A soft light shone through the philosopher's stone overhead, shining on the letters and somewhat gray faces in the old man's hands.

As the leader of the Judge Advocate General's Office, and the big man in Plantage, Charles's face is rarely so ugly. If your usual friends saw Charles's appearance, they would definitely be surprised.

Charles stared at the man in black kneeling in front of him and asked bitterly, "The Viscount's black-clothed guard really took Jack away"?

"Yes, my lord," said the man in black respectfully, "my men saw Jack captured by the guards an hour ago".

"I know", Charles waved his hand calmly, "Go down, by the way, call the young master."

"Yes". The man in black bowed back, then disappeared behind the door.

"Whew", Charles let out a long breath, barely suppressing the panic in his heart, obviously his heart was not as calm as he appeared to be.

Some of them held the letters in their hands and sat quietly without saying a word, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

After a while, a young man with a grim appearance, short stature, and a little obscene walked in.

Looking at the maid at the door, she lowered her head a little frightened, not daring to look at him. Andrew smacked the maid a little proudly, and walked into the house triumphantly in the maid's painful cry.

Seeing his father's gloomy look, Andrew was a little shocked, his old man, how cunning and ruthless his mind was, he knew very well. The only thing that can make him show this look is the secret that has been pressed in his heart.

Coming to the old man's side in a panic, he asked eagerly, "Father, what happened?"

Charles watched his son arrive, and instead of speaking, he handed the letter to him.

Andrew looked at the letter in a bit of a panic, and for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, "What's this, isn't it just that Jack was arrested, we took time to cultivate."

"Idiot" Charles, who was full of anger, looked at his son's senseless look and scolded angrily.

"What is that place in the Black Guard, you don't know"? "Are you sure Jack can carry it"?

"Tell you, as long as he loosens his mouth a little, even if the viscount only suspects me a little, our family will be in trouble immediately."

"It's impossible, I don't believe that the forces that we have been developing silently for so many years don't have the strength to fight." Andrew said with some disbelief.

"Bang", Charles directly kicked Andrew to the ground in anger.

"How many years have the Plantagenet family been in business? How many years have we only been in business? Let me tell you, with the slightest movement, the Plantagenet family can wipe us out in a minute."

"Even if our strength is increased tenfold, it would be nice to be able to protect ourselves, and you must remember that Plantagenet is the master of this city."

Andrew rubbed the place where he was kicked, and said a little cruelly: "I don't believe that the person behind him ignored us." Besides, the Plantagenet Ding Buwang, the heir of this generation is still a waste, and the Viscount still has air traffic to control us."

"Well, that's all I can hope for." Charles thought a little helplessly, God knows how deep the ancestors have had legends, and even legends have been born of demigod families. Even if the gorse falls, it is not to be taken lightly.

Many people are destined to have no sleep tonight, and Al, the source of the incident, is lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

......

Early in the morning, when the harsh sunlight shone on Al's face, Al blinked, looking around in a bit of confusion.

The white quilt was embroidered with gold thread, the silver light gauze curtain hung in the air, and the luxurious decorations could be seen everywhere.

"Polly," Al called to her softly, and he was too lazy to get dressed himself, already accustomed to being served.

"Master," Polly whispered through the door, her pretty face filled with joy and clearly in good spirits.

Also, as Al's personal maid, she must be the object of ordinary people's stitching.

Yawning lazily and gesturing to her pajamas, Polly obediently began to clean up......

It's good to have a memory that you won't forget, and the new Al walked into the restaurant with ease.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, my sister was already sitting at the table, and when she saw herself, she snorted arrogantly, turned her head and whispered, "Big lazy pig, I got up so late."

He looked despised him, but his attitude was obviously much better than yesterday.

Sure enough, appearance is justice, and it's so cute when you're angry. Al thought with a smile, ignoring him, slowly drinking fresh milk and eating a delicious breakfast, his mind had already drifted to the family's treasure house.

After reading that magic book yesterday, Al had a general idea of his family's history. That book was not a magical record of my imagination, but a history book of a certain generation of ancestors who recorded their own family.

However, there are some vague places in the record, as if something is taboo. I only know that the Plantagenet family was very brilliant before, and there was a strong demigod, and then the origin of the family was introduced.

At that time, Al's mind was completely confused by the term fifth-order demigod. Demigod powerhouse, just keep a few legendary items, if there is a demigod, it will be even better, Al thought greedily.

After owning a legendary item, he knew that the legendary item was powerful and magical, worthy of being an item that could lead to the destruction of the city and the country, and sighed in his heart, and at the same time looked forward to what the ancestors of the past generations could leave to him.

Almost eagerly, he finished his breakfast, picked up the black box that was put aside, and went to the family treasury.

Accompanied by little Freeman, Al turned left and right, walked through several heavily guarded places, and passed through the long stone staircase that led to the underground, to a black gate that exuded a sense of vicissitudes.

The black gate was tightly closed, and some intricate and mysterious inscriptions were engraved on it, and from time to time a faint light flowed through it, giving people a mysterious and quaint feeling.

With a light breath, Al paced to the door, and with a hint of excitement, shoved the golden key into the keyhole in front of the door, and turned it slightly.

"Ding", the key turned to the end, and there was a sudden depression in front of the black door, and Al had already put his hand in it, and a burst of light flowed into Al's palm, and in an instant, the light seemed to flow through Al's whole body.

After a pause of a second or two, with a dull "zaza", the black door slowly moved into the sides, and the entrance of a black hole appeared in front of Al.

The family treasury is officially in front of El.