Chapter 241: Legends

With a creased piece of paper in his hand, Karl slowly walked into Mir's room and said loudly, "I have already written that letter, do you need to read it before I am ready to send it?" ”

"There is no need for this, Mr. Thabitt, I believe in you."

"No, I'm wondering if you need to add anything else." Karl said: "Ambiguous words. ”

"It must not be added, preferably in a formal way, and I don't want anyone else to say something demeaning to me behind my back in the letter." Mir's gaze narrowed slightly, and she said, "Her father and that dangerous fellow, this can't let them know, I don't care about her mother at all. ”

"By the way, just don't write my name."

Carlton understood what Mill meant, nodded and said, "Okay, I know what to do." ”

Mir heard Karl's footsteps walking towards the door, and asked, "Mr. Tabitt, aren't you going to stay and have a bite to eat?" ”

"I need to send it out first..."

"Don't worry, you can go after breakfast."

Karl sniffed the scent that filled the air, which was coming from the kitchen and the food: "What did you cook?" Mill. ”

"There are many, too many to count, French cuisine." Mir told him, "It's been more than a day, and I haven't officially cooked something for a long time. ”

"yes." Carl looked at the mess on the floor, on the couch and on the table, and said, "You need to clean them up, or I can hire a maid for you." ”

"I could, and hiring them was a waste of money for me." Mill refused.

Karl sighed lightly and said, "Mir, this is different from before, at that time you had Alina, she can help you share a little." ”

"Once there's another case, you can barely bother to pack it up." "I can try to help you find a cheap maid," Carl said. ”

Mir thought for a moment, thought that what Karl said made perfect sense, and began to agree with his words: "Well, thank you then, Mr. Thabit. ”

"Even though it's a cheap maid, you can give as much benefit as possible in the future in the process of getting along, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course, as long as she does her job well, I won't treat her badly."

Mill looked back at Karl and said, "I have enough money now to cover my daily expenses, and as long as I succeed in taking an order, a private detective, I will reward her." ”

"An order? What an order? Karl didn't understand what Mill meant.

"Business, a business, a private detective is business."

"Haha, merchant?" Karl laughed, "You're a businessman with a brain, Mir, and I've found that you'll make more money than anyone else in the future." ”

"That's wealth, Mr. Thabitt."

"Good." He asked, "Do you want to do something good like me?" ”

"Very much needed, I'm a caring detective."

"When you have everybody's wealth, what are you going to do besides do something good?"

Mir was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Karl to ask like this, he didn't know how to answer.

"What do you mean?"

"Hmm...," Karl said as he thought, "such as identity?" Like architecture? Like women? These, or anything else. ”

"It's too far away, Mr. Tabbitt." Mir's mouth replied directly: "Castle." ”

"What? Castle? He spread his hands and asked, "Why a castle?" ”

He smiled at Mir and said, "Wait a minute, let me guess." ”

"Do you want to elevate your status, or even more so to be elevated to AndrΓ© Massena? Am I right? ”

"Yes, this kind of thing can only be dreamed of during the day."

"It's a little far away." Mill said disappointedly.

"Not far away, but dangerous, Mir."

"Maybe you don't know what tyranny is." Karl reminded him, "Listen, Mir, you can build a castle, but don't think about it, you can't be like him." ”

"Listen to me, Mr. Tabbitt, what I want is to rebuild New Orleans." Mill turned around and leaned lightly against the desk and said, "This is my hometown, my second hometown." ”

"A second hometown?" Karl frowned: "And where was your first hometown?" ”

"In the future."

"I'm a little confused."

He asked, "Mir, can you be clearer?" ”

"I am a man of the future, from the empire on which the sun never sets." Mir slowly raised his head and looked at Carl with a blank face.

Karl was surprised: "What are you kidding?" ”

"I'm not kidding." Mir began to help Carl recall, "I used to be with you, Alina, Ian, and I used to say things that you often didn't understand. ”

He said, "What does this prove? ”

"I've never told any of you about this, about my background."

"Then why are you telling me this?"

"Because you've gained my trust, Mr. Tabitt." "My senses of sight, hearing, smell, and everything else are different from the rest of the world," Mill said. ”

"OMG!" Karl exclaimed, "No, Mir, you don't have to tell me this, you can keep it hidden, I'm afraid I'll not be able to sleep, not just all night." ”

Some kind of legend came to Karl's mind, and then he looked at Mir carefully, especially his eyes, and he took a few steps back, as if danger was coming, his heart pounding, and his nervous nerves became extremely restless.

"I've been hiding it from you for ten years, to you." Mir said slowly, "I've had Ian help me collect newspapers and investigate the whereabouts of a guy who's been missing since I came here, and I'm the way I am." ”

"Wolves... Werewolves? Karl wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then carefully squeezed a few words out of his mouth.

Mir shook his head and said, "No, not a werewolf, but a devil. ”

"Demon... Devil... Devil... Ghost! He said hesitantly.

"Yes, the devil brought me here, and it has to do with my family's title, and the curse on the title is more like a legend."

"It's incredible!"

"Wait, you said your family?" Karl's eyes stared at Mir deadly, and his lips trembled slightly: "What family? ”

"York."

"Oh! No! He exclaimed, "The Yorks?" Edward? ”

"Mill Edward? The Duke of York? OMG! ”

"You're a nobleman? Why don't you tell Alina about this? He asked.

Mir shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Now that they are at war, besides, I don't need to go back to the sunset, I am here to find and break the curse." ”

"Have you found a way to crack it?"

"Nope."

"And you've found the place where the curse appeared?"

"Not either."

Carl said helplessly: "You haven't found anything in the past ten years? ”

"That guy is gone, completely gone." Mir was convinced, "As long as I stay here, I'll keep looking." ”

"Why are you looking for him? What does it have to do with the family curse you talked about? ”

"Without men, it cannot be continued, it is equivalent to extinction." Mill looked at him and said, "Do you understand?" ”

Karl shook his head and immediately stopped, pointed at Mir and said, "You're a man." ”

"It's... Yes. Mill nodded his head and said, "It was all an accident." ”

"Were you born of a mistress?"

Mill paused: "Ah... At last. ”

"No, Mir, you're not telling the truth, are you?"

"I can't tell you this yet, I can only say... I'm also an aristocrat. ”

"I know that the title of Duke is one level higher than that of Alina's father." Carl asked, "What would have happened to your family if there were no men?" ”

"Not enjoying all that the Duke has, being excluded, that's a symbol of decline - blood."

Mill didn't tell Carl one last secret, and he couldn't say it, whether or not they had a reliable trust.

"This curse is ridiculous, Mir." Karl said incredulously: "Although I am not a nobleman, I know what nobility symbolizes and means. ”

"You're kind, aren't you?" Karl took a timid step.

He was still worried that Mir's eyes would begin to change in an instant, and he would crouch on the floor with his fangs half-crouched and roar at him, showing his most ferocious side, or playing with the majesty of a werewolf.

"Of course." Mir asked him, "Am I a sinful fellow like Omar?" ”

"No, I believe you, it proves everything from that fire, you saved a lot of people at that time."

"And what I'm trying to ask is that you have the abilities that legendary werewolves have, which is really incredible."

Mir saw the confusion in Karl's gaze, filled with an unprecedented concern: "I can dispel this thought, I know what you are worried about. ”

"Werewolves are said to have the ability to heal themselves." Mir grabbed a knife from the desk, "Mr. Thabitt, I can verify it. ”

"No, Mir, that's just a legend." Carl tries to stop him, but finds it too late.

Mir gently waved the knife on his right hand, and cut a long wound along his arm, blood gushed out in an instant, flowing down his strong arm, the arm was hot and cold, sweat almost soaked his whole body, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and said: "Mr. Thabitt, you can observe, you can also take out your pocket watch and count the time." ”

"You don't have to! Mill! Karl's gaze finally fell on the wound, and at the same time he heard a ticking sound in his ears, which showed that the wound did not heal immediately: "Mir! I'm going to get you something to bandage your wounds! ”

"Where did you put them all?"

"Second floor, under the bed. ”

Mir walked a few steps forward with a slow pace, as if the blood had stopped, his eyes stared blankly ahead, his body leaned very weakly against the wall, and then sat down on the floor along the wall, where he collapsed, from the pain of feeling the musculature to the numbness of his arm, Mir let out several heavy roars.