Chapter 137: Sell the Castle!

"What's the name of this squib? Since he's so poor, I'm afraid that almost everything in the family that can be sold has been sold, is there anything left to buy? Especially something related to the black swan pen?"

"His name is John Bacon, as the young master expected, in the early years, he relied on the family's shadow to do several transactions, but in the end they all failed, lost the last capital of the family, and owed a lot of debts, had to start selling their ancestral property, many long-established family items were sold by him, I didn't hear that there are anything related to the black swan pen in the family, but recently there is a news"

Speaking of this, the Brown Knight suddenly stopped, his eyes seemed to scan the surroundings casually, in fact, anything that appeared around them had to be assessed in his mind, even if he was in the White Wizard's base camp, it couldn't make the Brown Knight lower his vigilance.

At this time, two wizards who looked in good spirits walked briskly from a distance, so the Brown Knight stopped talking at once, and let the two senior wizards walk past them, and in the moment they passed, the conversation between the two senior wizards suddenly reached Hugo's ears.

"John, that guy is selling the family's stuff again, and the valuable stuff is almost all sold, what are we going to do?。。。 ”

Hugo heard only a little and then the two wizards walked away from them, but from this simple conversation Hugo knew that the heir of the black swan named John Bacon was probably losing the face of his ancestors again.

In fact, Hugo still has a lot of confusion about the curse, that is, if the person who owns the black swan pen does not believe in the existence of the black swan, then he will be cursed, but John Bacon has already sold this pen in his early years! It stands to reason that he should not be cursed anymore, but why has his situation not improved in the slightest over the years, but has he become poorer? Or is this just his personal reason? Some people are born losers, maybe John is such a person...

"Uncle Brown, the news you just said couldn't be that John Bacon is selling what his ancestors have handed down again?" Hugo looked at Knight Brown with a strange face, could the two wizards who had just passed by mean this?

"Suffice it to say, young master, you must not have imagined what he was going to sell this time!" said the Brown Knight with a mysterious face, which could make the poker-faced Brown Knight have such an expression, obviously this time Mr. Bacon's defeat must have reached a new high.

"I heard that he is going to sell the small castle left by the family!"

Sell the castle?!He wants to sell the family logo!The foundation of the inheritance! This guy's bottom line has really been completely destroyed by the malice of this world!

In the ninth century in Europe, castles were not very common, but as the Vikings swept through all the surrounding countries like a plague, the land was bloody and mournful, and the whole of England once almost completely fell, and there were Vikings everywhere who burned and looted, and the terrifying Viking warriors turned all the humans they saw into corpses or slaves like executioners.

The Vikings were warriors as serious as ice, because the harsh life deprived them of the right to laugh freely, so they took away the laughter of others like the winds and raging waves of the North Sea, and found the living space and the meaning of existence of their race in this killing and plundering!

At a very young age, the descendants of Viking warriors regarded plundering in dragon ships as the most important belief and motivation in their lives, and all the hardships in life were to hone their will and skills, and to prepare for the moment when they sailed out to sea!

In order to deal with this kind of plundering and killing that contains faith, a large number of castles began to rise rapidly on the land of Europe, and whether there was a castle in a land that could resist Viking pirates was the most important thing at that time, no matter how much the lord oppressed those poor serfs, these serfs still had to stay in the lord's land honestly, because there were Vikings everywhere, and they had nowhere to go.

Statistics show that during the worst period of Viking invasion, thousands of castles were built throughout Europe to resist these murderous barbarians, and by 1905, there were more than 10,000 castles in France alone.

"Castle? They still have a castle? Then why don't they live in a castle, but in a Squib town? And if he really dies poor, he should sell the castle as soon as possible, so that he can have an extra amount of money."

When Hugo first heard the word castle, the first thing that came to his mind was the kind of castle that was as magnificent and magnificent as Neuschwanstein Castle in later generations, as if it was the crown jewel of the entire human civilization, but reason told Hugo that a castle like Hugo could not exist in the current era, because it was too flashy and had no protective ability at all.

"A castle is usually the result of two generations or even several generations of hard work, no matter who wants to sell the family heirloom castle is a very difficult decision, not a desperate last minute will not make such a decision, and their castle is just a small castle, and a big castle like Edinburgh is not comparable at all, even our Eastburgh is much bigger than it, strictly speaking, it is more like a very well-armed large house.

As for why he didn't live in the castle, because it was said that their castle was haunted by ghosts, and even John Bacon, who was the owner, did not dare to live in the castle, so he could only live in the town of Colwyn Squib."

How is the word "ghost-infested castle" so familiar?

Hugo frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly understood, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the large wooden board opposite the task, and then quickly squeezed in.

At this time, Will and the other classmates were discussing the topic of what job to choose, Hugo suddenly squeezed to his side, stared at the work intently, his gaze quickly crossed the first few kinds of work, and suddenly focused on the last task.

Sure enough, I saw the client of this task behind the work of investigating the castle infested by the spirits.

It reads: John Bacon!