158 Keep Mendelssohn's name alive!
Frederick tore up the letter on the spot and fidgeted for money. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ It was only when he was in a hurry that he missed his grandfather a hundred times - only his grandfather's perverted trial, ahhhhhh
When he was in the middle of the frustration, the knight Pegasus, who was sent to clean the "Aujin Manor", reported that the manor had been cleaned and it was easy to move in.
Frederick took Otto and his sister to the manor, and the Eighteen Knights accompanied him. The silver carriage had galloped for half an hour before reaching the manor, and Ophelia was overjoyed, shouting, "Hunting, tennis, barbecue!" and running into the fence in a circle, and the two silver-armored knights bowed silently and saluted her.
Otto and Frederick followed the map left by their father, walked into the dusty cellar, ignored the sealed wine, and went straight to the deepest cupboard, compared the map to confirm that it was here, and the two brothers struggled to remove the cupboard, revealing the stone door behind it.
"Sure enough, there is a secret room. Otto frowned and said, "What my father told me is true. Brother, you take the torch. β
Otto handed the torch to Frederick, then gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, tensing his muscles, and the divine grace radiation climbed steadily, jumping to 214 in the blink of an eye, and suddenly his divine power was invincible. With a blushing face, he pressed against the wall and pushed it hard, and the stone door moved a foot into the wall, and a depression the size of a double bed suddenly appeared on the wall, leaking out of the secret room behind. A breath of decaying and stale air erupted.
Frederick approached with a torch, saw the finger slots on the stone door, and told Otto: "You should push to the right." You try. β
Ottomer was silent, his fingers clinging to the edge of the stone door, his teeth rattling, and he tugged hard. The stone door in disrepair made a dull grinding sound, and it was slowly opened, and the light of the torch instantly invaded the secret room, reflecting a thousand millimeters of light.
The stale atmosphere dissipated, and the two brothers saw the appearance of the secret room clearly. The secret room is not large, with a single bed loosely laid out with ashes and nets, away from a urinal, and a few wooden barrels for drinking and food are messily poured in the corner, looking like a shelter.
But that didn't matter, for the chamber shone like the sun in the firelightβin the middle of the chamber was a hill of gold coins, as tall as a man, and though the coins were gray and cobwebbed, they were so lovely that they were golden. The gold coins in the middle are neatly stacked on top of each other, but the gold coins next to them are scattered randomly and rolled everywhere, this messy luxury is simply intoxicating.
"At least...... There are 5,000 of them. This is Ophelia's last legacy. Otto relaxed, gasping for breath, and the radiance of divine grace slowly descended, falling back to about 27: "The secrets that my father said are here. β
Frederick, however, did not take care of the gold coins, but gave Otto a torch, frowned, and said, "Put out the torches, carry the lanterns, and look for the blood book." β
The two of them withdrew and put out the torches, lit the candles, put down the cover of the lantern, and carried two soft lights into the search of the ground, and after a long silence, suddenly Otto said softly: "Here, write on the side of the bed." β
Frederick hurried over, and two lanterns illuminated the four lines of black mottled blood on the ground: "Ophelia Mendelssohn, blood-drinking baby, you will cross the battle of money, you will step through the ugly pool of blood, you will take off Oppenheimer's head and avenge your 531 blood relatives!
Frederick and Otto looked at each other, looked at each other without saying a word, and withdrew with a clear mind, not touching a single gold coin on the ground. Then Otto struggled to close the stone door, then pulled the iron ring on the door, pulled it into the wall, moved back to the cupboard, and restored everything to the original state, before panting against the wall and gasping: "Ophelia's background is real...... When she was 1 year old, she hid in a secret room with her nurse and survived by drinking human blood until her father found her. β
"Where is the nurse?" asked Otto.
Otto showed him the map: "When my father found this secret room, it had been seven days, and only the baby was still breathing. He buried the nurse on the high hill behind the manor, and did not dare to erect a monument, so he had to plant a precious pear tree with his own hands, which is now flourishing and should be easily recognized. β
"My father sealed this secret room, probably to protect the pool of blood. Don't touch the gold coins that fall into the dust, and don't leave traces of vandalism on the scene. When Oppenheimer and Breschroeder were killed, the gold would go to Ophelia. Frederick frowned and thought for a moment, and asked Otto, "When will my father's suicide note be shown to my sister? β
"Actually, it's time for Oppenheimer to be a guest at the estate. Let's test this grandson first. Moreover, it would be better to let Ophelia meet the enemy first, and then tell her the truth. Otto was more cautious, "Otherwise she would have gone crazy." β
"Clemson and Oppenheimer will definitely go to Paul's banquet, and we will invite them to Auguin Manor at the banquet, and they will probably agree for the sake of shame. Frederick said subtly: "They must be ashamed to monopolize the private banking industry, to extract 50,000 gold coins, and to slaughter people." When I force out the fear in their hearts, I will let them be judged in a half-mad and half-mad manner, and they will be guillotined. β
"Brother, you have 11 days to go to the dueling arena, are you sure to do this first?" Otto was afraid that Frederick would put the cart before the horse: "You may die in the dueling arena." β
"Because you might die, you have to do it first. Frederick walked out with a gloomy face: "Ophelia's life history must be reversed within these ten days, and the trial must be completed before I die." Otherwise, she would have to live in hiding forever. I really want her to take off that wig. β
Frederick walked out with a lantern and torches, and put them in the glove cupboard, and Ophelia looked into the cellar with her back: "Brother, are you picking red wine? I want to drink sweet!" she smiled, her cream-colored ponytail sprinkled on her chest, and the ends of her hair and skirt fluttered in the wind, simple and sweet, carefree.
Otto stood with his head bowed in the light and picked up the red wine. Frederick gently stroked Ophelia's head and said softly, "Yes, open an old wine and enjoy it on the lawn with lunch to celebrate the return to the estate after 14 years." β
"I want to see you roast venison!" Ophelia shook her brother's arm.
"Well, Sir Jacob has returned from the deer hunt and is dealing with it," Frederick was dripping with blood from his heart, and with a smile on his face, he bent down to squeeze her little hand, "The cellar is too stuffy, don't stay here." Sir Farragut is already setting up the barbecue, and I'll accompany you to set the plates. β
Ophelia was overjoyed, and ran out of the hallway with Frederick in her hands, toward the brown table and chairs on the green grass. Frederick staggered back and shouted, "Otto, come here when you have chosen the wine." β
"Hmm. Otto lowered his head and gritted his teeth, held back his snort, silently grasped the bottleneck, and swore in his heart that Mendelssohn must return to the world and regain everything he had lost. (To be continued.) )