As the days passed, Sidney seemed to be missing, never returned, and was not heard from.

The servants of the manor began to talk, which made the sorrow on Master Lawrence's face a little heavier, and he even paid much less attention to the lovely blonde female guest.

Clara walked slowly to the garden, and could clearly see the frowning young man under the oak tree, her expression a little complicated, and a slight sense of guilt wrapped around her heart.

Clara sighed slightly and walked in the direction of the youth.

"Hey, Clara. When the young man saw her, he could barely squeeze out a smile.

Clara's guilt deepened, to be honest, she still had a little affection for the handsome, sunny, true and frank Lawrence, but unfortunately he was the son of a dark totemist, fate pushed him to the other side of the darkness, and death was not far from him.

"Are you still worried about your father?" asked Clara.

"Yes. There was a look of worry in the young man's eyes: "He used to go out suddenly, but only for two or three days at most, and he never left for such a long time."

"Relax, Lawrence.." Clara patted him lightly on the shoulder and comforted, "Maybe you lingered at some old friend's house and lost track of time..." We'll be with you until he returns."

The young man nodded slowly, and suddenly, he looked into Clara's eyes and asked curiously, "I haven't asked you, what is Mr. Franklin coming to my father for?"

Clara's eyes were flustered, she subconsciously avoided the young man's gaze, and replied hesitantly: "I... I don't know very well, but the teacher has always been in charge of things, and he never told us.."

"Really?" the young man frowned, but didn't ask.

"Alright, Lawrence, I have something to do, let's go first. Clara was afraid that Lawrence would see her if she stayed any longer, and she had never been good at lying, so she had to find a random reason to leave in a hurry.

She didn't see that behind her, the young man's melancholy eyebrows and eyes were stretched little by little.

"My dear father, if you don't come back, I'm afraid I'm really going to be unbearable.."

...

"Why isn't there any news yet?" Franklin's expression was a little irritable, and he paced back and forth in the room with great impatience, "There should be a reply from the garrison, even if there is no clue."

Ex stood beside him with a serious expression, and Clara looked a little preoccupied.

"Clara!" Franklin suddenly shouted.

"Yes.. Teacher. Clara snapped back to her senses.

"Did you get any useful clues from Lawrence?"

"Not really.

Clara shook her head and explained, "He's just an ordinary aristocratic young master, he doesn't know anything.."

Franklin snorted heavily, and the room fell silent, except for the sound of his pacing back and forth.

Finally, he spoke again: "In the last two days, if the target does not come back, I will formally submit an application for support to the intelligence department." ”

Ex and Clara were silent.

...

Moonlight poured into the room through the screen window, and Carlo sat in the shadow of the corner, tawny bugs crawling around his face like a statue.

Suddenly he moved, got up slowly, walked to the bed, and fell asleep with his clothes closed.

At the same time, two dark shadows appeared outside the manor.

"Sidney, do you have to go in?" a voice rang out, mixed with hesitation, "I can assure you that the royal family is in there right now." ”

Another dark figure slowly turned his head, revealing a gloomy face, it was Viscount Sidney, who had been missing for many days, but now his image was much different from the original.

"Do you regret it?!"

"Nope. Renard shook his head, "I just hope you think about it, Lawrence is just an ordinary person, and it's not worth the risk for him... And don't you think that letting him live here in peace and tranquility is the best care for him?"

"Shut up!" Sidney's expression became extremely hideous, "Don't think I don't know, according to the laws of the royal family, as long as you join you, let alone Lawrence, even a servant will be sent to the gallows." ”

Renard was silent, and finally spoke helplessly for a while: "Okay, since you insist, I will accompany you to the end.."

Sidney glanced at him faintly and said, "Don't worry, after rescuing Lawrence, I will share the results of the experiment with you..." You've seen that I've managed to break through Type 2.."

"Yes, I saw it.." Renard replied in a low voice, his tone somewhat uncontrollably excited.

He walked towards the manor first, even a little impatient.

Sidney sneered and pulled his legs to follow.

When the two of them sneaked into the manor for the first moment, a man somewhere in the manor opened his eyes, he got up in silence and rushed out like an arrow...

The glass screen window was gently opened, and the two people jumped in one after another, and Carlo showed a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were still closed, and his snoring was steady, making him look like he was asleep.

"Lawrence. Lawrence .." Sidney looked at his sleeping son, his cold eyes recovering a touch of tenderness, and he called softly.

Carlo sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes, squinted his eyes for a long time, and his expression suddenly became excited: "Father.."

Sidney quickly covered his mouth.

"Shhhh Don't talk .."

Carlo nodded vigorously.

Sidney looked at Carlo and said solemnly, "Next, whatever I say, you just have to listen to me and do it, understand?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Carlo's eyes, but he nodded anyway.

Sidney nodded in satisfaction, then grabbed Carlo's arm and said hurriedly, "Follow me." ”

Carlo was pulled out of bed by Sidney in surprise and staggered towards the window, when suddenly the room was bright and someone turned on the light.

Sidney and Renard were both startled, then quickly took a defensive stance and directed the door to the room.

The lights came on, and I saw three more figures in the room at some point.

The old man at the head sneered all over his face, it was Franklin.

"Viscount Sidney, do you want to be so sneaky in your own home?"

Sidney stared at Franklin tightly, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "Royal Totemist." ”

"This honorable and glorious name is spoken from people like you. It's a great insult. Franklin said coldly, and then ordered to the left and right: "Ex, Clara, guard the window." ”

"Yes. The two responded in unison.

Immediately afterward, I saw a faint light blooming on both Ex and Clara, one was black and the other was golden.

In the blink of an eye, there was an extra beast in front of them.

In front of Ex was a large brown bear, and at Clara's feet was a golden cobra.

The two light-emitting beasts stared at Sidney and Renard on the left and right, and if they dared to jump out of the window, they would unleash a thunderous blow.

Renard's whole body tensed, and cold sweat broke out on his chubby face, while Sidney raised his chin slightly, with a sneer on his face, and a very disdainful look.

Clara couldn't help but glance at Carlo, only to see that he stared blankly at everything that was happening on the field, and his mouth grew up, looking extremely shocked.