Caesar realized that he was under house arrest.

No call to Italy can be reached, especially in North America.

If he intends to leave Rome, he will always be persuaded to come back for various reasons.

All his sports cars were towed for repair, and he could not find any suitable means of transportation at present.

"What do you want to do?" Caesar asked Passi coldly.

The location is still the main house of the Gattuso family, his own room.

"I'm just worried about your life, Young Master. In recent times, ethnic groups in the ocean and water are awakening on a large scale. They have a considerable amount of information about us and will launch attacks on the planes taken by the Executive Department's specialist. For the sake of insurance

, I don’t recommend that you go to the battlefield like this, Master.” Pasi said respectfully.

"I understand this, but it's too unconcealable to stop my phone?" Caesar shrugged his shoulder and laughed, "Those old people locked me up completely."

"This is also for the sake of the hello of the young master. The elders don't want you to go to a place that is too dangerous," said Pasi.

"Thanks for your kindness, but if I remember correctly, have you been sending me to the most dangerous battlefield and killing the most vicious dragon? Why are you suddenly following the age of conservative congressionalists now?

Like, give me like a baby?" Caesar spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Pasey did not answer Caesar's ridicule and continued to speak at his own pace: "Although the phone calls you call abroad have been banned, we have not over-monitored you, and you still have a great right to freedom of movement."

"Parcy, tell me, what are those old people?" Caesar looked straight into each other's eyes and suddenly changed the subject.

"This question is beyond your opinion, or you will know everything after you take over the position of the head of the family in the future." Passi answered without hesitation for too long.

After a long silence, Caesar said, "Okay, you can leave."

"Thank you for your understanding. If you have any needs, just call directly, and someone will serve you twenty-four hours."

Pasey bent down and bowed and exited the room. Every move was still so respectful that it was impossible to find any fault.

After he left, Caesar continued to return to his study, where he had half a cup of whiskey he had not finished.

There were also his Desert Eagle and Dick Thidd in the drawer, which were his personal belongings, and the old people would not even dare to confiscate them.

The only disadvantage is that there is no excess bullet inventory, only the one-piece magazine brought by the Desert Eagle.

Caesar took Dick Puddo out of the drawer, gently pushed the scabbard away, and stared at his own eyes on the blade.

With his full fighting look, he was ready to fight to the death and fight to the death.

Confirm that the weapons were still there, Caesar repacked them back into the drawer, drank the remaining half cup of whiskey again, and unconsciously recalled what happened some time ago.

In the principal's office, Angers announced a group of secrets to him alone...related to the elderly people of the Gattuso family.

Angers never relaxed his investigation into the Gattuso family. The rise of this family in history was like the Count of Monte Cristo, and suddenly appeared with a mountain of wealth, dominating the whole family overnight.

Sicily.

In the history of Gattuso's official family, they said that their ancestors killed the evil dragon and seized the wealth it protected, but according to Angers' investigation, the facts are probably not that simple.

The origin of the Gattuso family is likely to be related to an institution that is very ancient to the dragon clan.

Presbyterian Church.

Just a few days ago, some dragon texts were deciphered from the Arctic Ocean Nibelung root, proving that this institution did exist and played a huge role in the internal governance of the dragon clan.

With the birth of the Black King, this institution disappeared for a while. Therefore, Angers speculated that the true body of the Black King was the Presbyterian Church, or the Presbyterian Church parasitized on the Black King.

The moment the Black King fell, the elders in the Presbyterian Church naturally fell with them.

But just like the White King was destroyed to the point where he was exhausted, he could still send his precious genes one step ahead and plan for future recovery, the Presbyterian Church must not have completely disappeared, and they were dreaming of returning all the time.

Throne of the world.

Gattuso's rise is likely to have only a surviving elder who has awakened. The elder relied on his memory of the past to open an unknown treasure house of dragon clan to complete the accumulation of primitive wealth.

Of course, this is just an inference. The breakthrough point for the real evidence comes from Parsey.

He is an unprecedented one-eyed golden pupil, and he has to rely on some special medicine to survive.

After much hardship, Angers finally got the ingredients of the drug.

The results of the detection were shocking, and that batch of drugs was exactly the same as some plant sample extracted from the Arctic Ocean Nibelon root.

It is not difficult to guess that the Gattuso family is likely to have a large plantation hidden in a hidden place on the earth, which specializes in making this drug.

In short, this is enough to prove that the Gattuso family has a huge relationship with the dragon clan in the Supreme Age.

The second doubt comes from Pasey himself. What is the meaning of his existence?

Caesar had asked his elders about the origin of Parcy, but the answers he received were all about the children of relatives, and his bloodline was a bit problematic, but overall it was stable.

At first, Caesar was wary of this entourage who had doubts about his identity, but as a steward, secretary and guard, he was so powerful that he was willing to ignore the other party's background.

More than once someone said to Caesar, "Parcy is like your brother, and you two have a very similar aura."

Even Chu Zihang said so.

Caesar didn't feel this way, perhaps because he was too familiar with each other.

What you have to say is more like a shadow.

In this regard, Angers described it like this...Parcy's origin is probably created by some prehistoric technology that transcends human cognition, in other words, artificial humans.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why he needs to take that medicine to maintain his life.

Only prehistoric diseases need to be cured by prehistoric drugs.

Parsey, it is very likely to be a failed work.

But even so, he was still preserved and not destroyed.

One reason is that he is too convenient and easy to use, but the more important reason is probably because he is used to-

Thinking of this, Caesar shook his head and was unwilling to continue to recall.

He must take action now.

First, I have followed the wishes of the old guy and did nothing.

Second, he always thought about smuggling back to the base camp and joining the party he thought was just.

Of course he wanted to choose the road b, but the question is what should I do?

He was ready to fight alone and welcome the most tragic ending, but he did not want Nuonuo to accompany him to be tragic.

I think the old people know this well. As long as Chen Motong is still here, Caesar will not be able to make up the craziest decision.

"Nono, what should I do?" He closed his eyes and supported his forehead, as if he was praying to the cross.

At the same time, at another end of Caesar's room, in the dormitory of the family's mistress, Chen Motong was sleeping peacefully, looking at her expression, she had already entered a quiet dream.

Suddenly, her face twitched, as if she was bitten by a snake in her dream.

The seal-like thing loosened deep in her soul.
Chapter completed!