Chapter 42

As a family that had flourished for decades, the Kano family manor was very imposing, and even the interior decoration had a lot of thought put into it.

Besides the Italian architectural style, the most common was actually the British style, which might have something to do with the tendency of this land.

After all, the United States and the United Kingdom have a deep connection.

However, the Kano family had a deep black attribute after all, so there were very few servants inside, and the most common were burly men with guns in their waists.

Louis walked all the way until he reached a hall, where Gold and Kongnue were left behind and couldn't go in any further.

Soon, Louis came to a room in the middle. Just as he entered, he felt a sense of spaciousness.

"Louis?"

The speaker was an elegant old man with gray hair, wrinkles, and gold-rimmed glasses. However, beside him, there was also a middle-aged woman and a monster eating popcorn—it was the strange life Louis had seen at Andrei's place last time!

Karl revealed a smile, opened his arms, and hugged Louis. "Good child, finally back."

"Grandfather."

A moment later.

Sitting in front of the fireplace, Karl told his grandson about what had happened during this time.

Those Mexican drug groups had been beaten back, but the possibility of them coming back for revenge could not be ruled out. As for the people who harmed Louis...

"We will go and solve them ourselves in a while."

Karl said as much, seemingly not worried at all about whether Louis could understand the meaning of his words.

"Do you have any thoughts about the future?"

Louis shook his head.

"Good, I know you have some feelings for that foster family, so continue to stay there. However, you must come back when you graduate from university. The future of the family needs you."

"Okay, Grandfather."

Enjoying the benefits, naturally, one has to pay, which is only right and proper.

Moreover, when he grows up, his strength will definitely be reborn, and perhaps it will be the time when he needs the family's strong support. This is a matter of benefit without harm!

Grandfather talked to Louis for a long time, from trivial matters to recent gunfights, etc. The topic gradually developed from childish, trivial matters to maturity.

And Karl's tone gradually became serious, seemingly no longer treating Louis as a child.

Louis acted as if he didn't notice, just answering questions steadily.

At this time.

The door opened again.

Max, with a beard and thick hair, walked in. "Hi, little Louis."

As he spoke, he habitually picked Louis up. Louis's mouth twitched. "Come, let Uncle see how your body is!"

His palm, as big as a cattail fan, pressed and kneaded Louis's arm. "Whoa, not bad. I haven't seen you for over a year, little Louis. Your body is much stronger. It seems you've been exercising."

Louis was like a rag doll, letting him handle it, and could only cast a look of help toward his grandfather.

Karl coughed twice, and Max stopped immediately.

"Father?"

"Max, are those people ready?"

Hearing this, Max hesitated. "Father, little Louis is still too young. Can we..."

Karl shook his head. "Max, you have to know that there are always people in this world who are born extraordinary!"

"Alright, Father, everything is ready."

"Alright, little Louis, you go back to your room first. Your room has always been cleaned."

Louis walked out of the room, and the door closed.

Karl turned his gaze to the middle-aged woman who had been talking like that. "Iris, how is it?"

This person was the medium who had some reputation in people's mouths—Iris.

Iris shook her head. "Your grandson has no problem. There is no sign of being possessed by evil spirits or demons."

Karl's hand, which had been trembling slightly, finally stabilized.

That's right, as an old man who had truly come into contact with some supernatural events, he was too worried about his grandson being possessed.

Especially after he sent people to investigate the estate of the witch named Emilia, he was even more shocked. The things left inside were very strange, and that witch probably lived for a long time. Connecting it to the legend of the witch's possession...

Plus Louis's special performances during this time, such as the dog, and the god named the Kitchen God he worshipped, he couldn't help but have this worry, so he invited Iris.

Now, this worry seemed to be put down.

"It seems it's because of his mother's side..."

Karl naturally knew what Louis's mother's background was. All kinds of mysterious powers emerged one after another on that ancient land, and perhaps some special things existed in Louis's bloodline.

This is also a good thing. Don't look at it as a civilized society now.

Those old things who killed their way out of the war years know too well that the times have never changed—the people who master power are the bosses!

With a strong person who masters mysterious power in the future Kano family, it will be more guaranteed no matter what they do!

Karl's mouth curled up slightly.

"Being able to counter-kill and escape from the witch's hands, and becoming so mature and rational, it seems this kidnapping wasn't without any benefits."

Having said that, he wasn't prepared to let those guys go.

A flash of murderous intent crossed Karl's eyes.

The monster on the ground seemed to sense it, immediately threw down the popcorn, and with a leap, came to Karl's side. Its sharp tail, shaped like a spine, swayed gently, seemingly waiting for instructions.

Karl stroked the monster's bare head, which looked like a skull, and smiled. "Alright, Bob, keep eating. You don't need to solve those guys."

"Zhi!"

The monster named Bob went back to eating popcorn and opened a bottle of Coke by the way.

Iris, beside him, suddenly spoke. "Mr. Karl, I must remind you that the origin of this monster is unknown, but monsters are usually cruel and terrifying. You..."

"Ms. Iris, it's getting late, you should go back. Of course, your remuneration has already been transferred."

"... Alright."

Looking at Iris's departing back, Karl seemed to think of something and suddenly said, "Ms. Iris, my grandson might also have some talent in the aspect you are engaged in. I hope you can help more in the future."

Iris looked at this old man who looked gentle but was actually overbearing, and said helplessly, "Alright, as long as you are willing to believe in a liar like me."

Karl revealed a smile.

After Iris left, Karl coughed a few times. Feeling his body aging, he sighed.

Actually, he had a question about himself that he hadn't asked Iris.

Opening the drawer that was sealed layer by layer, looking at the monkey's paw inside, a flash of horror crossed his eyes, then he closed it, and opened another drawer below. Inside, there was a scroll of incantations written with the name "Sin-Eater."

"Hell... sin... all exist..."

His eyes became more and more struggling, but after a moment.

Bang!

The drawer was slammed shut.

The old man coughed and walked toward the door. Now, it was time to judge those damn drug addicts!

Bob, behind him, grabbed a handful of popcorn and followed hurriedly.

(End of chapter)