Chapter 2302: Jokes and Covenants

Facing this question, none of the three spoke immediately. Instead, Mr. Bernhardt's smiling face gradually became serious. After waiting for a few seconds, Mr. Bernhardt nodded with a smile again:

"Of course it's a joke."

Hou Jue Morsen widened his eyes and looked at him. Xia De noticed that he even stopped breathing:

"A joke? Wait a minute, is this sentence a joke?"

"It's not a joke."

"Then what is a joke?"

Mr. Bernhardt blinked and pondered for a while, then signaled Xia De to speak.

So Xia De said:

"Your heart did have a problem just now. You can understand it as a curse imposed by a powerful relic. I used strange techniques to temporarily maintain your life. After transporting you here, before we tried to track the source of the curse, the curse disappeared by itself."

"For ordinary humans, that kind of heart problem would permanently lead to heart weakness. But for us, the heart can recover after the curse disappears."

Mr. Albert, who had dissected similar corpses, said:

"The chest pain you felt after waking up just now was not because of the surgery, but because your heart was still in the process of recovery. In fact, if you weren't too panicked by our words just now, you should have been able to perceive it yourself."

Although it was a "joke" joined by the three, only Mr. Albert was the most serious one.

"So, you really didn't replace my heart?"

The Hou Jue covered his chest and confirmed again. The three nodded together:

"Absolutely not."

He looked at them suspiciously, obviously not believing it, and finally looked down at his chest:

"What's with the stitching marks?"

"Confirming your heart condition. After all, we haven't encountered a vampire having a heart attack."

Mr. Albert, who performed the surgery just now, explained:

"It was the needle and thread found by your servants. They are dealing with the race matters outside now and will be back soon. Also, if you don't believe it, just check it yourself."

So Hou Jue Morsen really picked up the scalpel from the small cart beside him and cut open his chest. After confirming that his heart was still his original heart, he let out a long sigh. After healing the wound with magic, he sat on the chair beside the hand cart:

"The three of you are really..."

His mouth twitched a few times, really not knowing how to evaluate it:

"I know you look down on what I did to that horse, but is this joke really interesting? Maybe we have very different definitions of humor."

"We don't look down on what you did, we just want you to understand the weight of life... It was my idea."

Mr. Bernhardt said with a smile again, but it was actually Xia De who proposed this idea. Mr. Albert didn't say anything at the time, while Mr. Bernhardt strongly supported it and thought Xia De indeed always had amazing ideas:

"Hou Jue, we saved you, but we don't intend to ask for a reward, so we think it's necessary for you to understand the meaning of life... You won't blame us, will you?"

"You!"

Hou Jue Morsen gasped, but in the end, he didn't say anything unpleasant. They were all kin, and the three did save him. Although he was quite angry about this kind of strange joke, he definitely couldn't do anything ungrateful:

"It makes sense that Moon Bay people don't like Willendale people."

He kept his mouth shut and let out a long breath from his nostrils:

"This is not a place to talk. Let's change to a place to talk... That horse belongs to you; take it away and dispose of it as you please."

The supporting facilities around "Silver Racecourse" are very complete. There are carefully designed gardens around the racecourse, and the tea seats or open-air coffee seats in them are ideal places for conversation. The garden hedges are built in the style of a maze. After sitting down and looking at the green grass and fragrant flowers around, even people in a bad mood will be slightly happier.

Hou Jue Morsen belonged to those whose mood improved slightly. When the four sat down at the open-air tea seat in the garden, there was at least no such nervous or angry expression on his face.

"You want this, right."

He took a letter from his pocket and placed it on the table. Mr. Bernhardt, who thanked the waiter who brought the teacup, opened it and took a look, then handed it to Xia De.

Xia De also unfolded the letter—

【Repent for the lives you have killed!!!】

Three large blood-red exclamation marks fully expressed the emotions contained in this short line of text. Xia De handed the letter to Coroner Mr. Albert, who sniffed it;

"Not blood, just red ink."

"Looking at the meaning of this letter, people who don't know the situation would probably think I am some kind of hidden serial killer."

Hou Jue Morsen explained, with one hand on the table and the other holding a teacup:

"Before Viscount Bernhardt sent the letter, I really only thought it was a prank letter. Tell me, what do you want to ask? This curse couldn't even be resisted by me. I think I do need your help to lift the curse... I won't have a heart attack again after this, will I?"

He covered his chest again, still worried about this question.

Xia De, who knew the situation, told him:

"I once saved a guy similar to you. Although he didn't die during his first heart attack, he passed away shortly after due to other illnesses."

And that Mr. Leonard Baldwin, the head of the bridge and road engineering department of the Moon Bay City Hall, had been buried, but there was still no definitive conclusion on the cause of death.

Hou Jue Morsen had a complicated expression on his face:

"Recently, I have really encountered all kinds of trouble. First, the incident last weekend made our reputation stink, and then... tell me, what can I do to help you? I am willing to pay a reward; I still value things related to my own life very much."

"Have you encountered anything strange recently?"

Mr. Bernhardt asked. The Hou Jue said unhappily:

"Meeting the three of you today is the strangest thing."

"Then has your inspiration captured any omens recently? You are also a powerful ring warlock, at least stronger than Mrs. Jude. Inspiration will not have no warning before danger occurs."

Xia De asked again. Hou Jue Morsen was already over forty years old, and his level was nine rings.

So the Hou Jue touched his chin and thought for a while:

"You say that, and I do have some ideas. I had some strange dreams a few days ago. Now that I think about it, those dreams might be problematic."

"Dreams reflect reality, reality reflects dreams. If you think those dreams are problematic, then they are probably really problematic. What did you dream about?"

Mr. Albert took out his notebook. The Hou Jue frowned slightly:

"The memory is very blurred. It seems someone was cursing me and using very vicious language to curse me. Then... many flying papers, yes, I remember there was also a red moon, a red horse running under the red moon, and then very chaotic things. Finally, it seems I saw a silver sword and a blood-red sword clashing. Sorry, that dream was very chaotic, and I didn't carefully remember it after waking up."

Mr. Bernhardt put his hands together on the table:

"A red horse running under the red moon, wouldn't that refer to what happened just now?"

Hou Jue Morsen's expression was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the liquid surface of the black tea cup, then looked up suddenly:

"You go investigate as soon as possible, as fast as possible. I am willing to provide all the help I can! Do you want crowns? Or other requirements are fine."

"Requirements are not urgent; our investigation is still continuing. Actually, I didn't explain clearly just now. According to the very powerful diviner I found, this matter is related to a fate-type relic, Sage-level or even Angel-level."

Xia De added. Hou Jue Morsen leaned back slightly:

"I understand what you mean; I can add money for you."

"No, no, we don't mean to add money."

Mr. Bernhardt corrected immediately:

"The problem now is that we are also investigating. If there is material support, that's even better, but what we need more is clues. After visiting you, we will also visit Captain Rudolf; he also received similar letters."

"Rudolf, his temper is even worse than mine."

Hou Jue Morsen said, hesitating for a moment before asking the three:

"I want to establish a contract with you. You solve this matter as soon as possible. Armand, I know you want to gather local kin to solve the big things here. How about this, if you can guarantee my safety, I am willing to fully support you after this; people and money are all fine. Viscount Bernhardt, you have the sect's warrant; it is only right for me to listen to you. And, I still have some face among the local kin; you don't have to worry about this point."

"I have spells related to contracts."

Xia De said, then rolled up his sleeves and reached out to him:

"Come on."

The hand in the sun overflowed with faint golden light, which is the symbol of the miracle element. Facing unknown strange techniques and spells, it is best not to reach out, but the appearance of such pure miracle elements probably means there is no problem.

Spell - 【Oath Binding】, power obtained from time adventure. Xia De had only used it once in Green Lake before this.

Hou Jue Morsen hesitated and didn't immediately reach out to hold that hand, but looked at the three in turn:

"If the three of you can even solve that kind of relic, it is only right for me to help you. Let me confirm, you help me solve this problem, and I help you do things that are not too illegal afterward, right?"

"If possible, Hou Jue, I also hope you can give up your little hobby of hunting... or at least restrain it."

The coroner added again. Hou Jue Morsen hesitated with his mouth pursed. Xia De certainly knew that he wouldn't be persuaded so easily, so he said again:

"Mr. Albert's statement might not be accurate. It's like this: I think it is precisely your little hobby that attracted this thing, so restraining it recently is also good. Or at least restrain it for a year or two; it doesn't have to be a very long time, and it should be fine after that."

Hou Jue Morsen let out a long sigh:

"No problem, this is fine!" ===== CHAPTER 2303 =====