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“Is it dealt with?”
Alfred’s eyes glowed red as he stared toward the master bedroom on the third floor of Allen Manor in the distance. He answered earnestly. “Young Master, the lights are out.”
“I can see that too.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“I think that since Ancestor has already gone, everything should be fine. Such an ancestor would never be able to watch his family become someone else’s blood feed,” Mike said. “Even if we are useless descendants, an ancestor is still an ancestor. I came to that conclusion by putting myself in the ancestor’s shoes.”
Bede said, “The aura our ancestor displayed just now was terrifyingly powerful. If even he can’t handle it, then tonight is destined to be the Allen manor’s calamity.”
Karon glanced at Bede. “You can’t resist wanting to paint again?”
Bede smiled and said nothing. Setting aside ordinary moral restraints, watching your home be destroyed with your own eyes while painting it could indeed produce extraordinary art.
At that moment, a veil of watery mist flew over from the manor. Wherever it passed, the air warped and the view twisted.
“Ancestor is coming.” Mike slid down from his wheelchair again and prostrated himself on the ground. Bede did the same, prostrating himself as well.
Then, two streams of watery mist split off from the main road. They wrapped around Mike and Bede and flung them far away. They were reverent to their ancestor, but their ancestor loathed them to the point that he did not even want to see them.
Next, the mist on the main road halted in front of Karon. The moisture dispersed completely, revealing Earl Rekar....
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