Chapter 214: The Lawyer and the Merchant (Please Subscribe)

"You all go out first."

Inside the room, Aaron waved his hand, letting the maid withdraw.

After the door closed, Bruce still looked at Clark's corpse in disbelief, murmuring to himself: "Impossible... Teacher was clearly in good health... He possessed a powerful physique like a Ghoul, he... he was an Extraordinary, how could he possibly die like this?"

Bruce's dull gaze turned toward Aaron.

Aaron sighed and said: "He died of... Beyond Control. I found a suicide note on his desk; perhaps he had already anticipated this..."

Having said that, he handed a will to Bruce.

This will was not forged; it was real.

"Very well, next, we will contact the lawyer and the publisher... Your teacher still has one final work that needs to be published."

Bartolo watched as Bruce signed an inheritance declaration, nodding with a smile: "Mr. Field, according to Mr. Das's will, he has donated all his books to the school. Besides that, his wife passed away from illness long ago and he had no children, so he left the house and bank assets to you. If there are no issues, I will take my leave... We can schedule a time for the bank later."

"I have one more thing."

Bruce nodded and said: "I intend to use all of my teacher's cash assets for the publication of his final work, which is why I invited Mr. Dikte here."

Bartolo, while wiping his clothes with a towel, looked at Aaron in shock: "Please say that again."

This was a decision made after he and Aaron had discussed it.

Aaron said: "That was also his final wish."

Lawyer Bartolo raised an eyebrow and agreed happily.

Feeling that his Mysterious knowledge had enriched a little more, Aaron said: "Your teacher hoped you would go to Plymouth for further studies. This was his wish; what do you intend to do?"

By self-publishing, the process could be accelerated as much as possible; after all, Bruce needed to go to Plymouth as soon as possible and did not have much time to wait.

"Until the moment of death, no one can truly recognize themselves."

He wiped away his tears and said: "The lawyer for the teacher's affairs will handle his ordinary property. There is another public will at the law firm... The teacher designated you as his executor, and then, let me accompany you to Plymouth..."

Bruce's eyes were firm.

As for this true will, because it involved the Mysterious and the Extraordinary, it was of course impossible to take it to a lawyer for notarization and execution.

"Please sign here..."

Aaron said very calmly.

"Regarding the Green Forest Earl—Aaron Sotos's research, my teacher made a new discovery in an ancient ruin, a discovery sufficient to shock the historical community!"

"Hmm, this feeling of writing one's own autobiography is somewhat subtle..."

"A museum? May I ask which private museum it is?" Bartolo asked curiously.

Bartolo forcibly suppressed his smile, feeling that today was his lucky day, having received three commissions at once.

It was just that the pursuit of survival is the Instinct of life; he had always held onto a fluke mentality until he was struck by Aaron...

"The final work?" Dikte's eyes lit up: "I wonder what aspect Professor Das's final work is about?"

"After burying the teacher, I will set off!"

"Please speak!"

Bartolo was just raising his coffee cup; upon hearing this, the coffee in his mouth sprayed out. Fortunately, Aaron was no longer sitting across from him.

Aaron sighed in his heart, seeing Bruce's eyes turn red again.

He was slightly plump and had a red, bulbous nose. At this moment, he pulled a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped his face, and said in a sorrowful tone: "Oh... Bruce... I was an old friend of Clark's. Please do not be too sad. May the Holy Spirit bless his soul!"

"Hmm... I should be acquiring a museum recently. Regarding the property transfer in this regard, as well as subsequent custodial issues, I need a legal assistant..."

"Teacher..."

The most crucial thing was... he had also mixed in some private goods, making it more faithful to the life of that Green Devil from a thousand years ago.

"Pfft!"

Bruce had evidently also read that work, and his expression was solemn: "I know that publishing a work requires a lot of time and procedures... But I can pay for it myself, so can I see it published as soon as possible?"

This lawyer was named 'Bartolo Rogel', a lawyer from a law firm that collaborated with Clark Das, who had been delegated to handle Clark's estate.

And during this process, Aaron had been conversing with the lawyer opposite him.

"Teacher said... 'Gumon' is a powerful creature that lives in the Spirit World, perhaps even in the Secret History. The founder of the school once saw the other party in a dream, was guided by the other party, and embarked on the path of 'Mystery'..."

"Green Forest Avenue No. 1, Sotos Museum!"

When Dikte saw clearly who was in the living room, he couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Yes, this is the item he left for you, the token of your school!"

And Bruce subsequently handed a portion of the manuscript to Dikte.

"Sorry... cough cough..."

"Because my teacher always collaborated with you, I thought of you. The only requirement is that it must be fast."

If it continued like this, his income might be higher than that of the famous big lawyers in the Royal Capital!

Bruce nodded and turned to look at Lawyer Bartolo: "Can you draft an agreement for us? The fees will be calculated separately."

Aaron flipped his hand and handed the Vertical Eye Necklace he had already studied to Bruce. Seeing the latter put it away carefully, he continued: "Hmm... your school is named—'Eye of Gumon'? What does 'Gumon' mean?"

Dikte's eyes lit up; with the author taking the risk themselves, the publishing house would certainly not lose money.

"Of course!"

"No problem!"

Hmm, these manuscripts had been reviewed by Aaron, ensuring that no Mysterious content was leaked within.

It could be seen that Clark had long been prepared to die; otherwise, he would not have prepared poison for himself and written a suicide note.

The book merchant Dikte walked into Clark's living room.

Because it seemed that Bruce was not the one in charge here, Bruce stood up and invited Dikte to sit on the sofa, while a maid brought black tea to the side.

"Perhaps... humans are inherently contradictory creatures."

He exclaimed in admiration: "Research regarding that Green Forest Earl has always been a hot topic; to be honest... even if you asked me to help publish it, I feel the success rate would be very high. Those publishing houses would even be willing to offer a favorable price..."

He watched as Bruce saw off the book merchant, then turned his gaze toward Bartolo: "Bartolo, you are an experienced lawyer, and even more skilled in property rights; I also have a matter I would like to entrust to you."

"So that's how it is."

"You heard me correctly, it is that oldest building in Green Forest City—Sotos Castle."

Aaron spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

(End of this chapter)