Chapter 100: Admonition, Monkey's Paw, Perfume

Things seemed to have ended satisfactorily. Carl waved his hand. "Sorry, Ms. Elise, sorry to trouble you to make a trip. You will receive a satisfactory reward this time."

"Being able to help you, I am already very happy. Thank you for making the right choice." Elise said.

Regarding this, Carl was noncommittal.

"Wait, Aunt Elise, could you wait a moment? I have some things I want to consult you about." Louis said suddenly.

Elise looked at this special teenager with surprise and nodded, taking Minnie out of the room.

Watching Max send Elise and Minnie out.

The whole room was left with only Louis and his grandfather.

Grandfather sat back behind the desk at this time, beckoned for Louis to come over, and then, what he said was shocking.

"Little Louis, don't take risks because of my affairs. Your ability makes you stronger the more you fight, but there is an old Chinese saying: if you walk by the river often, how can you not get your shoes wet."

"You will have an accident sooner or later like this."

My ability makes me stronger the more I fight?

Louis raised an eyebrow, a thought flashed, and he probably guessed why his grandfather would think of these things.

After all, he never avoided his grandfather, and he borrowed a lot of the family's convenience to cultivate so quickly, so how could he avoid it.

However, it seems his grandfather misunderstood.

He doesn't have an ability that makes him stronger the more he fights...

At this time, Carl smiled. "Although you are precocious, you are still too green. Of course, perhaps it's because of trust; you didn't hide too much in front of me, and I am very happy."

"You showed abnormalities from the time you were kidnapped. Since then, every time you experience some mysterious events, your methods have become richer, and your strength has become stronger."

"This is good, but don't be too frequent; it's easy to expose yourself. America is not as simple as you think."

Louis's heart moved. Does this mean the upper class of America has a response to the mysterious side?

"In the next few years, you study hard at school for me, have a normal life, don't be a freak. The era is developing; compared to decades ago, the changes now are too great."

Gangs are hard to last long. In the future, the real masters will still be those big capitalists. We need to transform, we need people to stand in the sun openly and support the new family business."

"So, the future still depends on you."

Carl said earnestly.

Louis felt a slight shock in his heart at this moment. To a certain extent, he is a person from the future, but his grandfather is not. He is a person from the war years, yet he can make such a judgment based on the situation and experience...

"Got it, Grandfather." Louis responded.

Anyway, he'll agree first, and he'll see how to do it when the time comes. He doesn't believe there won't be strange things at school...

Seeing Louis agree, Carl smiled.

Then his expression became solemn. "There are some things I have to explain in advance. A portion of the family's assets will be left to you. Just raise your bastard father casually; he has no share in the assets. As for whether you will assist your uncle in continuing the gang business in the future or do something else, it's all up to you."

"Besides that, I have some other things to give you. These things can only be given to you, but remember, this thing is very dangerous. If you are not sure, absolutely! absolutely! absolutely! don't use it, otherwise, it will only bring more serious consequences."

Louis looked at the old man's serious face and nodded. He already understood in his heart that this was the old man making asset divisions in advance for his aftermath.

Immediately after, Carl opened a drawer and took out a claw covered in black hair. It looked like... a monkey's claw?

It wasn't over yet; he opened a drawer further down and took out a bottle of... perfume that only had a thin layer left at the bottom?

"These are the two things. They are both mysterious artifacts I have collected over the years. They are dangerous goods and treasures that truly possess special power."

"I think you will like them."

The old man pointed to the monkey's paw and didn't pick it up.

"This is a monkey's paw with evil magic. As long as you hold it, you can grant three wishes."

"But the way it grants wishes is extremely malicious. If you want a fortune, then perhaps what you get will be the insurance compensation for your relatives. If you want to resurrect a relative, then what comes back will only be a bloodthirsty monster..."

"I have seen many people whose families were destroyed because of it."

"So I didn't use it to make a wish, but I couldn't let it go, so I collected it. Now, it is yours."

Louis's face twitched.

Monkey's Paw.

He had heard of it.

One of the stories created by the famous king of world horror novels, Stephen King, it has high popularity, and its ability is extremely malicious.

This thing is very strange, and he doesn't know how it fell into his grandfather's hands. Now that it belongs to him, he doesn't dare to use it...

Forget it, put it away first, maybe he'll use it one day.

Then he looked at the next thing.

The perfume with only a thin layer left.

Carl looked at this thing, his gaze blurred with fear. "It was created by a genius born with an extremely developed sense of smell in the Middle Ages—Grenouille."

"It has magic power and can control people. With just a little bit, you can make yourself a person of extreme charm, a person in the spotlight. With a little more, you can set off a grand speech, or even make a square of people become slaves to the scent."

"But exceeding the limit will make people lose control, unable to help but tear you apart, fighting for every piece of your flesh, bones, eyes, and even hair."

"That creator died like this, and this remaining bit was also accidentally passed down and preserved in a museum in England, which I used means to get over decades ago."

"Now, it also belongs to you."

"I hope you can use it cautiously."

After saying this, Carl felt a bit dry in his mouth and lay on the recliner. "Old, I'm old. In the past, I wouldn't be tired even after talking for a day, tsk."

"Take that box and go out; I want to rest."

"Grandfather, take care of your health."

After Louis said this, he took the two things and the music box and walked out of the room.

To tell the truth, the shock his grandfather brought him was a bit big; he was hiding his strength!

Two items, small in quantity, but all are boutique!

It's just why, it feels like the side effects are all very big?

Louis walked toward the room next door with this question.

After Louis left, Carl suddenly opened his eyes, opened the drawer, and stroked the leather scroll filled with the Sin-Eater's incantations again.

In fact, as long as he used this thing to transfer the entire Kano family, that is, the family business he had fought for, to someone else, then he could be absolved of his sins...

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

"Sigh."

With a sigh, Carl sealed it up again and closed his eyes to bask in the sun.

Louis came to another room.

Here, Elise and Minnie were waiting for him.

"Aunt Elise."

Louis greeted first.

"Little Louis, hello." Elise smiled.

His mouth twitched, he didn't correct her, and Louis started the topic directly. "Aunt Elise, I kept you here to have you answer some of my questions."

"In this world, what kind of power does the mysterious side have? What is the intensity? What are the classifications? Also, heaven and hell, those evil spirits..."

Elise nodded slightly, seemingly not surprised that Louis would ask these questions. Many young people who accidentally enter the mysterious side actually have similar questions. She is older and has seen some over the years.

"The mysterious side, huh~"

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