In mid-September, the autumn rain is like a twisting lady, lingering for a few days and nights, not as happy as the vigorous summer rain.

The raindrops fell weakly, hitting the silver armor and not making a decent splash.

The arrogant blonde hair was soaked, lazily pressed against the forehead, and the tough face was only staring at the young man in front of him in a gown and a gentleman's hat.

The boy stood under the eaves, with two rows of armor displayed in the long corridor behind him, and at the end of the lavish hall, where servants came and went with hurried steps.

"Boy, you're a little vexatious." Liam said indifferently, looking at the man in the rain.

"I respect you, and call you a son, and now I ask you to convey it to His Excellency the Viscount, and ask him to give me an answer as to why my father died of illness for no reason." The man's tone was stiff, apparently suppressing the anger that might erupt at any moment.

"Old John came home sick and died, and my father remembered that he had served for many years, and kindly rewarded you with 10 gold coins, and instead of being grateful, you slandered my father. Kate, you deserve to be called a knight for this kind of behavior! Liam asked.

"My father remained in good health until he was dismissed from the Viscount Mansion and returned home bedridden. If there are no cats in it, three-year-old children will not believe it. Kate retorted sharply.

"Presumptuous!" Liam scolded loudly, and the next moment, dozens of knight squires in light blue armor came out left and right, surrounding Kate in the middle, murderous.

"Trespassing on the Viscount's Palace, holding sharp weapons, making wild remarks, and despising the dignity of the nobility. Even if you were a knight, I would dare to kill you on the spot, let alone just a small squire. Liam raised his hand and pointed at the other man, "Drop your weapon, get out of here, and spare you a dog." ”

Kate's eyes were cold, his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knight's long sword, his soaked long hair covered his eyes, and the invisible aura quietly diffused, and his attitude was already very obvious.

"Hmph, kill yourself." Liam waved his hand, and the ten attendants drew their swords in unison. "I don't know what to do!"

Sonorous!

The pale golden fighting spirit suddenly shook up the raindrops, and the blonde hair moved without wind, and the knight's long sword went out of his body, swaying a sharp waterline, blocking the siege with a thousand momentum.

The knight who was gaining momentum instantly urged the fighting qi in his body to the limit, shortening the distance between the two to three meters in just one step, and taking his head in the next step!

"Level 3 Fighting Spirit!" Suddenly there was an exclamation.

The aristocratic young master in his sight was not afraid, but showed a satisfied smile, and then the rain curtain came from bottom to top, hanging upside down like a waterfall, and the Milky Way flowed back!

"Whew!"

Kate stood in place, her right hand pressed on the hilt of the knight's longsword, and a light breeze blew, and she shivered.

There is no courtyard around, what corridor is there, what attendants are there, there is only an old street, an old tavern, and a noble young master standing at the door.

"Could it be that I just fell for illusion?" Kate immediately noticed it, and looked vigilantly at the harmless young master in front of her.

Liam didn't hide it either, and sprinkled the flying ash in his hand in front of the other party, "Level 3 Magic Scroll: Nightmare Kiss!" ”

"You're a magician?" Kate was horrified.

Magic scrolls must be triggered with magic power, and the one who has magic power must be the magician.

"In a sense, yes." Liam smiled humbly and strode over to the other.

Kate immediately stepped back, her right hand clenched the hilt of her sword, vigilantly posturing, but her heart was beating a drum, not knowing whether to shoot or not.

A faint fluorescence covers the clothes, "Level 1 Magic: Dust-Free Clothing", a simple and practical outfit B magic, does not stick to rain or snow, and maintains a good posture for a long time.

Strolling in front of each other, Liam took off his gentleman's hat and pressed it to his chest, bowing slightly, "Formally introduce yourself, Liam White Joshua, the future Viscount Katilrant." ”

"Joshua...," Kate muttered in a low voice, a surname that had a deep connection to herself.

"I personally express my heavy condolences for the death of Ling's father, although I have not met Ling's father, and I have heard the servants talk about it, and he is a very capable and responsible and competent housekeeper."

"Hmph, don't pretend, what is the purpose of you using tricks to drag me into illusion."

Liam smiled slightly, not in a hurry to explain, and walked towards the tavern on his own. "Before you talk about business, you might as well order a pot of wine to warm up your body, the autumn rain is colder than the other."

Hearing the other party mention this, Kate really felt a little cold, but whether this cold was because of the autumn rain or something else, it is unknown.

On the second floor of the tavern, there were few drinkers, and business was not good on rainy days, and the boss sighed, and there was nothing he could do.

Liam poured a glass for the other party, and he was water.

Kate learned to be clever this time, didn't drink the other party's wine, and waited quietly for the other party to speak.

took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and couldn't help but smile when he saw that the other party hadn't let down his vigilance.

"Your Excellency, don't be surprised, it's just a little temptation below, if there is any offense, please forgive me." Liam took the cup and drank it down.

"Hmph." Kate snorted coldly.

Liam didn't care about the other party's attitude, and poured another glass of water, "To tell you the truth, I was adopted by His Excellency the Viscount from the orphanage, and I am not familiar with the past history of the Joshua family, let alone what happened to my father. ”

"Then what are you talking nonsense here?" Kate was very dissatisfied and got up to leave.

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean you can't investigate." Liam said indifferently, took a sip of water, and took a small sip, "My father suddenly fell ill and died, and there must be something strange in it." Although you have level 3 fighting energy, but you don't have the power to rely on, how can you fight him? ”

Kate was silent, he was just a martial artist, with a martial art, and before he reached the level 4 awakening talent ability, he could only be counted as a knight squire, and the knight squire was not a nobleman. Suspecting or even investigating a nobleman as a commoner is a capital offense.

"Level 3 Fighting Spirit, Knight Squire." Liam continued: "Kate, if you want to investigate your father's death, you must have my help, or else this matter will not be possible. ”

Kate looked at the teenager in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Liam smiled, "I need you, to protect someone in secret." ”

"Secretly protecting someone?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"One of my... Friend. Liam stared at the glass of water, and reminisced about returning to the room, the shadow sitting on the bed looking out the window.

Kate was silent for a moment, then finally nodded, "I'll do my best." ”

"Swear in the name of the knight to protect her thoroughly, and I will investigate the cause of your father's death and give you a satisfactory answer." Liam drank the water in his glass.

Kate looked at the other party, struggled inwardly for a moment, Huo Ran got up, pulled out the knight's sword, put it on his chest, and said solemnly: "In the name of the knight, I, Kate Kulo, protect Liam's friend, and I will never disobey it at the cost of my life." ”

Liam smiled with satisfaction, stood up, and drew a crescent moon on his chest, "I swear to the Goddess of the Silver Moon, Liam Joshua, to investigate the cause of John Curlo's death, and to punish the murderer severely, and to give an answer to the wronged souls." ”

In the following period, Liam provided Kate with information about the other party and arranged a code for contact.

When everything was arranged, Liam got up to leave the tavern, and just as he was about to step out, Kate said a word, poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

.....

Walking in the rain, two energies in the depths of his right eye quietly dissipated, and the colorful world in his sight gradually returned to normal.

Under the "curtain", Kate's inner activities are invisible, purple is melancholy, representing confusion and hesitation, and the flash of blue represents heartbeat.

After this period of hard work, the mana has reached level 2, because there is no obstacle of mental power, and the increase in mana only lies in the increase in number and drawing runes.

The berserk magic sealed in the body cannot be extracted directly, so there may be a way to use it safely in the future.

Exhale, revealing a bitter expression.

"Send me to atone your iniquity." Just Kate's last words before leaving.

Liam didn't know the answer, his heart was very blocked, many things couldn't be straightened out, the fear of unknown powers, the fear of the old viscount, the desire for strength, the confusion about the road ahead, and Jiao Li's wishful thinking... It's as if it's a wheel that keeps moving forward, and I'm a praying mantis running in front of the wheel.

The lead cloud that has been hanging over his head since the time of the crossing, the inheritance of the Necronomicon, the stealing of the day of the Almighty, Liam wants to stop and rest, but he doesn't have time.

When he felt that he could slowly cultivate in the orphanage, the old viscount took a fancy to Jiao Li, this innocent and energetic girl, if she didn't replace her, what would happen to her?

Before you know it, the long street has come to an end, and in front of it is an open square, in the center of which is a pool, and a statue of a long sword in armor pointing obliquely at the sky rises in the water.

Time passed, the wind and rain were blowing, the statue's face was already a little blurred, and the texture of the armor was pitted, only the stone sword was intact, and the edge was still the same.

"Tran Joshua." Liam stood by the pool and muttered in a low voice.

The founder of the Joshua family, who is still in power today, is still in this name, the same name is different, the hero who once threatened to protect Qia, and now the successor who has achieved nothing.

Liam vaguely remembered that in the rainstorm, the old man told him about the glory of Joshua's family, and the old man's hands trembled and he looked excited.

"In the holy year 1268, the Tudor family, in accordance with the will of the two churches, launched a divine judgment against the Duchy of Paulia, and the war lasted two years, establishing the kingdom of Berg on the ruins and fire, and ruling the southern continent together with the Holy Alliance."

"After that battle, dozens of people were knighted, and only five of them were hereditary, and Tran Joshua was among them."

The Joshua family was glorious, and Liam was not interested in it, he was only interested in the curse that had happened to the Joshua family for more than a hundred years.

"Brother Liam!" The slender shadow ran from a distance, she came to the young man, and timidly pinched the corner of her clothes, "Grandpa said that he found what you wanted." ”

With a gentle smile on his face, Liam gently touched the other man's head with his hand, "That's great! ”

Fang Ling 17, the gentle and quiet girl's cheeks were crimson, and she didn't know that she was playing with fire, and she was the moth that put out the fire.

The old man sat in his chair and opened the heavy book, and he had to get closer to see it clearly.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old man raised his head, and his granddaughter entered the door with the little viscount.

"Young Master!" The old man stood up and saluted.

"Mayor Duran, you don't have to." Liam immediately stepped forward and supported the other party, "You have to protect your body, I will rely on you a lot in the future." ”

Duran is the de facto ruler of Noka, the largest town in Katilantney, and he is 60 years old, having experienced two successes of viscounts, and is a living history in the truest sense of the word.

Du Lan suddenly smiled, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have stretched a lot, patted the other party's hand, and sat down again, "Emily, go and prepare hot tea for the young master." ”

Emily pouted and reluctantly left.

Liam sat across from the old man, his eyes fixed on the book resting next to him.

"Young Master, this is a superficial record of His Excellency the Viscount, it is all some miscellaneous talk, and it can't be taken seriously." Duran grew old and refined, holding the book in his hand, leaving a way out for himself first.

"I'm just interested in miscellaneous conversations."

"Oh... Then this miscellaneous book will be handed over to the young master. Duran handed the book over.

Liam took it and couldn't wait to open it.

"Young master, I've never seen this book before, you're out of the house," Duran reminded.

Liam immediately understood what he meant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "Books? What book? Why don't I remember it? ”

The old man and the young man looked at each other and smiled, and then Emily came over with hot tea....