Chapter 39: The Contract
Some people say that the Shura field is flying to Heng Fu, and some people say that this is called being in the blessing and not knowing the blessing.
And now, Weston said to those people - why don't you try it yourself!
Although there is no major crisis at this time, Weston just has a feeling that he will die at any moment. Sandwiched between the two women, it is simply a sword and a sword.
In the beginning, it was just a few conversations. When it's time to buy something, it's time for Weston's torment.
Upon returning to the Delacour Manor, Weston ran straight to the room and threw himself on the bed.
"Aha, I'm in such a hurry to run back! I don't know, are you tired, or do you blame me for leaving a certain beauty? Fleur leaned against the doorframe and looked at Weston with a smirk.
"What do you mean?" Weston pretended not to understand, "Didn't you run this far!" It's all Hogwarts, this textbook can only be bought at the Blotted bookstore, otherwise why would we have to go so far! β
Facing Weston, who is full of desire to survive, Fleur doesn't feel a little funny in her heart. She's not a vinegar jar. In Fleur's opinion, the more people like Weston, the more it shows that they have a good vision.
However, Madame Delacour has said that she can allow her man to be attractive, but he must not be allowed to take the initiative to attract bees and butterflies! Therefore, from time to time it is necessary to prove one's sovereignty.
Mom couldn't be more right! Fleur shouted in her heart.
"I'm tired!" Fleur said softly, "Do you want me to give you a massage?" β
Well? Weston looked at Fleur strangely, and couldn't help but stand up and walk over to Fleur's side.
"I don't have a fever!" Weston reached out and touched Fleur's forehead, muttering to himself in confusion.
"you!" Fleur was angry and funny, and pulled Weston's hand off, "Am I so savage in your heart? β
Wouldn't it be the end of talking like this earlier? Weston breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "How come! Everyone knows that you are the gentleest, the most considerate, the kindest, the most ......"
"Okay, okay, what are you talking about!" Fleur interrupted Weston with a blush. However, looking at that expression, you can see that she is still very useful for Weston's praise.
"Reward you!" Fleur hugged Weston and kissed him lightly on the cheek, then turned away cheerfully.
Whewβthat's it! Weston breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long he slept, but Weston felt someone push him. I opened my eyes in a daze, and it turned out to be Gabrielle back.
"Yo, you're back, Gabrielle!" Weston stretched out a hand and rubbed Lori's head, "Didn't you go to see grandma?" β
"People are already back!" Gabrielle pursed her little mouth in dissatisfaction and glared at Weston fiercely, like that, it was just cute!
Weston swept the outside and smiled dumbly, it was already dark!
Anyway, he was already awake, Weston simply sat up, patted the position next to him, motioned for little Lori to sit down, and asked softly, "Then why doesn't Gabrielle sleep?" β
"Dad asked Gabrielle to call her brother-in-law!" Little Lori said glutinously, "He said he was looking for you!" β
"Looking for me?" Weston was stunned for a moment, then reacted, smiled and said, "Shall we go downstairs then?" β
Little Lori nodded and opened her arms, the meaning is very simple, to hug!
Weston smiled and picked her up and walked downstairs.
"Have you slept well, darling?" Mr. Delacour asked with a laugh as he saw Weston come down.
"Of course!" Weston nodded, looked at Mr. Delacour's gown, which he hadn't changed yet, and asked with some confusion, "Uncle, are youβjust returned?" β
Mr. Delacour nodded and said with a smile, "Yes! Just got back from Lucius! He said he was throwing a birthday party for his child! β
"Still, who knows if what he said is true or false?! That old fox! Mr. Delacour said with some disdain.
It seems that he really has no impression of the Malfoy family.
Weston, however, was somewhat disagreeable with Mr. Delacour's views. In his opinion, Lucius Malfoy is definitely the most successful head of the entire British wizarding world, and there is no one.
Just look at the current situation of the Holy Twenty-Eight Families!
In addition to the Malfoy family, there are some relatives and their own descendants, which other family doesn't have only two or three kittens left?! Moreover, when Lucius Malfoy took over the entire Malfoy family, the actual situation was similar to that of other families.
I have to say that Lucius is definitely a smart person, during the reign of Voldemort, only the Malfoy family's estate was growing positively, and the other families, which one was not losing money! That's the embodiment of competence.
However, if Weston likes to deal with people like Lucius, it is impossible! This kind of person may be calling you brother one second, and the next second may sell you. Lucius is definitely a good head of the house, but he is by no means a good person!
"It seems that my uncle's harvest is not small?" Weston raised an eyebrow.
"It's natural!" At the mention of this, Mr. Delacour's eyebrows fluttered, "Remember your Meditation Technique, right?" β
"Of course! What's wrong? Weston had some doubts.
"Aha, don't forget, although the contract was signed, those families are not honest goods!" "So, when I pass today, I have made them all make an unbreakable oath!" β
Weston looked at the radiant Mr. Delacour with some oddity, his mouth slightly open, and then closed again.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Mr. Delacour noticed the change in Weston's expression and was a little puzzled.
"Nothing, nothing, you're doing the right thing!" Weston subconsciously shook his head and responded with a smile.
"Weston, we're family! There's nothing you can't say! "If I do something wrong, you must tell me!" It's also for the good of our family! β
"Okay!" Weston hesitated for a moment before he said, "Actually, uncle, you don't need to make them make an unbreakable oath!" β
"Huh? Why? Mr. Delacour asked, puzzled, "If you don't do that, wouldn't that be the equivalent of making the Meditation Technique public?" β
"That's the kind of uncle," Weston said after a little bit of language, "have you forgotten the contract we signed with them?" That's no ordinary contract! β
"Even if it's not an ordinary contract, isn't it easy not to obey it?"
"No, it won't!" Weston said confidently, "That's a demonic pact written in Rune!" β
"Demonic Pact?" Mr. Delacour looked at Weston dumbfounded, as if he had known him for the first day, "What if it is violated?" β
"It's not a big deal!" Weston said lightly, "It's just a little curse!" What an effect, turn the whole family into a squib! And whoever practices "Meditation" will have the same consequences! β
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