Chapter 215: Publishing and Changes (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Ahem... I must remind Mr. Yugesi that the Sotos Museum is listed on the Kingdom's historical and cultural heritage register, and its property rights belong to the City Hall... and no crazy mayor would dare to sell it. In fact, even if the mayor agreed, the City Council would not pass it!"

Bartolo suspected that Aaron had encountered a swindler and had foolishly fallen into a trap.

It was even more foolish than that idiot William Mark, who had recently become famous in high-society circles!

"In fact, I am about to reclaim its property rights from the City Hall. There is no need to worry about the result, but the process is somewhat complicated and requires a lawyer to help me handle the paperwork... I will pay your legal fees by the hour."

Aaron was very confident.

Neither the Investigation Bureau nor the upper echelons of the Kingdom would dare to renege on a debt to an 'Immortal'!

"Alright... I will verify the situation."

Bartolo managed to convince himself that this was true, and his gaze toward the young man opposite him suddenly changed.

Aaron said gently.

The thing a lawyer fears most is not being famous; for the sake of classic cases that could become a golden signboard, he could even waive his legal fees!

"Then, I will give you the authorization documents later; everything will be left to you."

Liliyat suspected that this Clark Das was the old gentleman of 'Knowledge'.

'But it's still too outrageous...'

'No, I must go and verify it immediately. If it's true... my God, I will become famous!'

In Green Forest City, this kind of gimmick was very popular; after all, the protagonist was that famous Earl!

Even Liliyat could not help but walk into the shop and purchase a copy of the book.

"I... I want to continue serving the young master."

After all, this was equivalent to directly exposing the identity of 'Rapier' to 'Crow', which was also equivalent to telling the Investigation Bureau.

Liliyat quickly flipped to an illustration; it was a hand-drawn mural of the ruins by the author!

'There is no mistake... this is the fourth floor of the Lingmu, the murals of green banyan carvings on the rock wall... this Clark Das must be one of the last survivors to have seen the murals with his own eyes... No, it is also possible that someone published the work under his name... but judging by his age, he, he...'

Looking through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass window, one could see a thick stack of new books piled in the most conspicuous position in the bookstore, with a sign next to it—'Posthumous work of renowned historian Clark Das—"The Green Forest Earl in True History"! A major revelation of Aaron Sotos's archaeological discovery! A great exposé! Only 6 Shillings!'

Late December.

The corners of Sylvia's eyes were slightly red.

Sylvia suddenly felt the stone hanging in her heart finally fall, but she still felt a bit dizzy.

Ever since deciding to take over the museum, he had already decided to abandon this place.

Bartolo's eyes suddenly became incomparably excited.

Her black calfskin boots walked through the snow, leaving a long trail of footprints.

'According to the results of the last gathering, this is the reward won by Miss 'White Dove', held in trust by Mr. 'Rapier'... which means, as long as I check whose name the museum was transferred to, I can know the previous fake identity of 'Rapier'... but this is of no use, and would instead anger the members of the organization, forget it...'

At this moment, Nicholas saw the museum gates open, and a woman with a beautiful face, dressed in the curator's uniform, was smiling as she sent off a group of sightseeing students. He thought of the rumor that had recently shocked the upper echelons of Green Forest City—'The Green Forest City Hall actually sold a local landmark to an outsider?!'

Liliyat wore a bank uniform with a bright red scarf wrapped around her neck as she walked out of her home.

It was said that many local nobles and high-society figures had expressed their opposition with great indignation, but the City Hall's actions had been incomparably resolute.

"Hmm, then you will manage the property I have left in Green Forest City for me... It is a museum, quite famous; you may have been there. Regarding the specific matters... you will contact lawyer Bartolo Rogel later; this is his business card."

Although the Investigation Bureau could not do anything to him even if they knew his identity as a Sothoth Descendant, and they dared not make a move against him under the deterrence of the 'Green Forest Earl', a certain amount of surveillance was inevitable.

Aaron could not stand this; it would be better to just leave when he made the decision.

'I certainly know these are true, but how does Clark Das know?'

This was something she would never forget.

On her way to work, she passed a street-corner bookstore named 'Zhishi Yaojing'.

'To the point of making those city councilors grovel...'

Lvsen Dadao.

Time passed quickly.

While waiting in line to pay, she flipped through it roughly, and her eyes suddenly narrowed: "This is trying to clear the name of that Earl... The author, through an investigation of an ancient ruin, confirms that the Earl was of noble character, possessed knightly virtues such as humility, benevolence, and courage, and had no evil deeds such as patricide..."

Aaron shook hands with Bartolo and sighed in his heart:

'After finishing this last thing, I should leave too.'

"Welcome home, young master."

"If you choose to resign, I will give you a severance package, but if you still want to continue working for me... do you remember what I mentioned to you last time? Transferring to become the manager of one of my properties?"

To be able to pocket a well-known public museum of the Kingdom, how terrifying must this young gentleman's financial resources and background be?

'He must be a descendant of some great noble...'

Aaron handed a business card to Sylvia and went to the study, starting to sign some documents.

As for the rest, it was all entrusted to the lawyer and Sylvia to execute.

Goose-feather-like heavy snow drifted down from the sky, causing her to open a large black umbrella.

In his hand, there was also a newly published copy of "The Green Forest Earl in True History"!

"If it is really as I guessed... did our Invisible Cult resurrect that existence in this Earl's Lingmu?"

Nicholas took a carriage and saw Building No. 1, that huge castle museum.

"Posthumous work?"

Aaron handed his hat to the maid and said, "If nothing goes wrong, I will leave Green Forest City before the end of December."

"Hmm!"

Golden Rose Street, No. 33.

She paid the money, held the books, and walked out of the bookstore, a sudden wave of sorrow rising in the depths of her heart...

He gazed at the massive museum, his heart surging with emotion for a moment, yet he dared not make any move.

Half a year ago, when she was nearly at the end of her rope, it was the young master who took her in.

Sylvia was dressed in formal attire, her hands placed over her lower abdomen, and she performed a solemn bow.

Nicholas took a deep breath and instructed the carriage driver, "Continue forward!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Archbishop."

The carriage driver, who was also a devout believer, loudly agreed, pulled on the reins, and caused the carriage to slowly pass in front of the museum gate, driving off into the distance...

(End of this chapter)