Chapter 1338

"How come I don't know about this?"

Prince William's voice suddenly became low, and Count Granger pursed his lips and said nothing. Xia De knew the answer, because Prince William had been busy with Osenfort's business some time ago and had no time to manage these things at all.

"Also, Margaret wants to pay with her own money? I knew it, her secret business is definitely not a small amount."

The Prince started pacing in front of the window again. Xia De looked at his profile and could know his restlessness at this time:

"This won't do. If she really intends to pay, then I can't pretend I don't know. The cash I have on hand is all invested in... But if I can't take out a single copper, what will my father think of me?"

As he spoke, the pacing Prince looked at Count Granger with sharp eyes. The Count showed an expression of sudden realization and said softly:

"His Majesty's reply has not arrived yet; perhaps His Majesty can solve this matter from Willendale. After all, the Kingdom's treasury is still very abundant. But if it is really necessary to advance a sum of money in advance, why not do this, Your Highness, I will lend it to you. I know you are traveling light to the local area and must have forgotten to bring your checkbook."

Prince William stopped again, turned his back to the window, and his tone was full of appreciation and exclamation:

"Then I will trouble the Count. You are truly the most loyal person to the royal family."

Xia De admired Count Granger's self-restraint, because the Count could still make a quite natural, shy, and reserved smile after being praised at this time:

"You are really over-praising me."

Xia De originally thought this conversation ended like this, but didn't expect Prince William to say again:

"Count, since you still have some cash on hand, speaking of which, have you considered investing? You know, gold left in hand without spending is no different from scrap copper and iron. Coincidentally, I have a very good project on hand... Although the specific situation cannot be said yet, it is related to the gold mine circulating in the city recently... Actually, we discovered a very large precious metal mine in the outer sea."

Count Granger blinked:

"A precious metal mine... Actually, in recent years, the family business has not been very prosperous. You also know that the trade war launched by the Delarians against us has caused heavy losses to small businessmen like me."

Prince William's tone carried some bewitching meaning:

"Not too much, you only need to pay 10,000 crowns, and the rate of return is definitely higher than you think. You don't have to give me an answer now; I will visit again in a few days, and then I can give you some information."

"That would of course be great."

Although the Count covered it up well, Xia De still saw that he breathed a sigh of relief. 10,000 crowns is about 120,000 to 130,000 gold pounds. Although a great noble with money and power like Count Granger can probably take out this money, no one will easily lose so much without feeling distressed.

And Count Granger was not interested in Prince William's business at all, probably not because he saw through the scam at once, but purely because the conversation just now made him feel that this Prince was not a reliable person.

Although the conversation in the room was still continuing, it should have reached the end. Xia De finished watching this "farce," carefully moved his body, and prepared to return to the indoor corridor to wait for the Count, but just after moving, his ears captured the sound from the ground.

Turning his head to look down, a strange man was standing in front of the manor's gate, looking up at him in surprise. Xia De was very sure that the thin and tall man saw him directly, not looking at the glass:

"Hey! You up there, what are you doing?"

The man on the ground asked.

【Twelve Rings.】

The voice in his ear reminded softly.

Xia De smiled, then turned directly into a group of red butterflies and flew toward the roof:

"What bad luck."

A Twelve-Ring sorcerer who could appear here must be an official member of the church. If he was caught by the other party, it would be troublesome this time.

"Jump from Laga!"

After dripping the extract of the weather vane bluegrass on the tip of his tongue, Xia De jumped directly from the roof, took a step forward in the air, and entered the room from the window of the second-floor corridor.

But it was not safe after entering the room. He walked quickly along the stairs back to the first floor. Because he was worried about implicating Margaret, Xia De didn't go to find the Princess, but mixed into the crowd.

He picked up a wine glass, then stood by the window where he had just talked to Mr. Enrikes and looked out, relaxing his body and pretending to be very leisurely. Xia De let out a long breath, feeling quite annoyed at his own carelessness. Although he couldn't have predicted that a Twelve-Ring sorcerer would happen to appear while he was eavesdropping, he should have thought about this possibility.

"It seems that my mentality recently is not right; I still have to be extremely careful and cautious."

After waiting for a long while, no one came to find him, and Xia De relaxed a little. He sipped the wine glass he was holding and found it was champagne. He put the glass on the windowsill and was about to turn around to look around, but found that in the still glass, ripples appeared on the surface of the liquid.

"What?"

【Earthquake.】

A slight shaking feeling appeared, followed by the crystal chandelier above his head making a quite terrible sound. The banquet hall, which was still very lively, was silent for a moment as if it had been sprinkled with silence spells. Everyone looked up at the crystal chandelier that was shaking and creaking. After someone shouted "Go outside quickly," the guests gathered toward the manor's gate quickly.

The 21st day of the Star-Sparse Moon, Friday, night, a small earthquake with the Randall Valley city center as the epicenter, arrived quietly and unexpectedly like this.

The sudden earthquake interrupted the rhythm of the banquet. Although the scale of this earthquake was far less than the one half a month ago when Xia De realized that Randall Valley had divinity, the banquet was still interrupted and ended hastily.

Xia De didn't stay here for long either, and left after greeting Margaret with a heavy heart. Her Highness the Princess felt extremely sorry for inviting Xia De but not entertaining him well. When she watched him leave from the window, the sense of guilt in her heart was quite strong.

Xia De didn't take a carriage, but walked to the street and walked back to the Abundant Earth Hotel in the city center. He originally intended to talk to Luweiya about the earthquake. After all, this earthquake appeared directly in the urban area this time, but he didn't expect that just after walking into the bright and warm hotel, he saw Luweiya sitting at a table against the wall with another lady. While listening to the heroic story sung by the bard playing the lyre, they were chatting in low voices, and Xia De turned around and left directly from the door.

Because the person talking to Luweiya was actually Miss Dannister, the librarian of St. Byrons. Miss Dannister had asked Xia De on Wednesday morning whether he wanted to bring a message to Luweiya in Randall Valley; he didn't expect her to come directly.

So Xia De, who had nothing to do, came to the street alone again, and while considering things, came to the Church of the Forgotten on Cherry Leaf Street.

After entering that invisible church through a special method, he found that the church was also empty.

Xia De didn't choose to go home immediately, but stepped on the red carpet that had been laid, came to the back of the front row of seats in the front hall, picked up the photo of the Watson family and put it aside, and then sat next to Mr. Lasers's stone statue.

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He moved his center of gravity slightly backward, leaned against the back of the stone chair, and then looked at the holy emblem that had been hung at this time together with that stone statue.

For a long time, the sound of sighing sounded in the empty church. The church was quite dim, with only moonlight spilling in from the hole in the roof.

Xia De didn't move for a long time, considering his recent actions in Randall Valley, considering the ancient family line, the evil spirits originating from the Third Era, and the epics of the Chosen Ones of the Sixth Era.

Suddenly, inspiration flashed, he turned to look behind him, and then saw Mr. Lasers's transparent soul standing under the moonlight, bowing his head and praying respectfully to the holy emblem hanging on the wall.

Xia De didn't get up, but turned around and put his hand on the back of the chair:

"I thought I would have to wait until I got rid of the demon to see you next time."

The devout soul did not answer Xia De, but opened his eyes after the prayer was completed. The moonlight penetrated that transparent figure, but because of the characteristics of the spirit body, no shadow was left.

Willen Lasers looked at the young man sitting next to his corpse:

"The original plan was like this, but now we have to come to see you in advance."

"Related to tonight's earthquake?"

"Yes, the petrification plague in the city and this earthquake are both signs. The madness of the earth is accelerating and spreading to more land. Next Tuesday, a black mud emergence area connecting to the roots of the earth will appear locally again, and we need your help."

Xia De looked at him:

"If you need my help, you should at least give me some trust. Up to now, still unwilling to tell me the truth about you?"

Mr. Lasers was silent for a while:

"We must be vigilant against that demon. Before the demon leaves the local area, our secrets cannot be told to anyone."

Xia De sighed slightly:

"Really... do you know about the "Whispering Poetry" and the Chosen Ones?"

"Heard of it, but don't know it."

The soul answered very steadily, so Xia De told him about the great prophecies of the witch emperors, the thirteen Chosen Ones, and the things that had happened since last summer in the silent ancient church:

"The Guardian is the fifth Chosen One, the Chosen One of the Earth. It's just that the Chosen One is an individual, not a group, so I haven't fully understood your affairs... but I already have a guess."

"If we become the Chosen One, we can completely clear the pollution of the earth. We are willing to do this and become your companion."

Mr. Lasers said, he behaved quite rationally, and this rationality was even somewhat abnormal.

"It's not that simple. Rituals, cultists, demons, if the Chosen One appeared so easily, then what would count as the epic of the Sixth Era?"