"That's right, this matter is not a big deal." The armored mother-in-law pondered for a moment: "Well, since you are afraid of disturbing Sanders, then I will find someone else to help you identify him."
After finishing speaking, Granny Tiejia took out the Mother Tree Interconnector. She didn’t know who she contacted, but she quickly put down the Mother Tree Interconnector.
"Wait a moment, he is nearby and should be here soon."
While Angel was still guessing who "he" was, a familiar figure appeared in front of Angel.
"Butler Good?!"
The visitor was none other than the head butler of Phantom Island, Goode, who was wearing a familiar attire and mask.
"I'm glad to see Master Pat here. Whibbiton often talks about Master Pat. If he were here, he would definitely be more excited than me."
Angel: "Whippleton is still talking about me? I guess he's not thinking about me, but the shadow box of Peter Pan's story..."
Butler Good's voice was filled with a smile: "Master Pat really knows Whibbiton very well."
Angel sighed and didn't answer the question. It's not too late to talk about these gossips later. Now, let's get back to the topic.
Iron-clad Granny: "Gude has been following Sanders for a long time, and has also helped Sanders deal with the Iguluo family. You can ask Gude for advice."
Butler Gude was very dedicated and did not ask. Instead, he stood aside and waited quietly for Angel to speak.
Angel tapped the table with his index finger, and a delicate cane appeared in front of Butler Goode.
"Butler Gude, have you ever seen your mentor use this kind of cane?"
Butler Good looked at it carefully and seemed to have thought of something. After thinking for a moment, he said: "I remember a long time ago, your Excellency and I went to the Iguluo family to deal with some matters. Later, in the basement of the Iguluo family castle, we found something
A newly built gallery of oil paintings of successive heads of the Iguluo family."
"There is an oil painting inside that is not the only one who is not the patriarch, but is the portrait of your Excellency. Moreover, your portrait is placed in the most conspicuous position."
No explanation is needed to understand that Sanders is a transcendent being, so he is naturally a being who is "tributed". This is just like the Munn family worshiping Moro as a god.
"The adult in the painting looks like a young man. He is wearing the robe of the Star and Moon Wizard. He is waving a beautiful cane in his hand and looks like he is casting a spell. His expression is very, um, passionate, as if the young man is fighting against
Catching dragons, roaring, and dueling."
"This is a picture imagined by a painter from the Iguluo family. The young master should also know that ordinary people are always full of weird fantasies about the world of extraordinary beings."
When Butler Goode said this, the corners of his mouth under the mask involuntarily curled up. However, due to good etiquette, his voice did not change at all.
However, it would be possible for Butler Goode's little actions to go unnoticed in reality, but in the wilderness of dreams, both Angel and the old and mature old woman in armor could detect his emotional changes.
However, this is indeed worth...a joke.
Just by thinking about it, Angel could imagine Sanders's expression when he saw this oil painting.
Definitely a dark face.
Butler Gude paused, regained his composure, and continued: "And the cane the master is holding in the painting is the cane in front of you."
Angel: "So this cane is real? And it belongs to the mentor?"
Butler Good shook his head: "I don't know either. I haven't asked your Excellency about this issue. But the painter of the Iguluo family conjectured that the scene of casting a spell is possible, but they conjectured that this kind of cane with a clear family emblem should be
Impossible. So, there is a high probability that this cane exists, but it doesn’t belong to an adult, so I don’t know.”
Butler Goode was very strict in his words, but Angel felt that he probably didn't run away. This cane probably belonged to Sanders.
"Okay, I understand. Please trouble Butler Good."
Butler Gude bowed: "It is my honor to serve the young master."
After finishing speaking, Butler Good prepared to leave.
At this time, Angel stopped him: "By the way, is that painting still in the Iguluo family?"
Butler Gude thought for a moment and said, "Should I still keep it?"
The instructor actually didn’t tear up the painting? He still kept it?
Angel thought for a while and said in a tentative tone: "Teacher... do you like that painting very much?"
Butler Good shook his head: "You probably don't like it. At that time, you wanted to burn the painting. But, you didn't do it in the end."
Angel: "Why?"
Butler Good: "Because there is more than one painting, The Young Wizard Fights the Dragon. It is a series of paintings. Only one painting is collected in the underground gallery, and the other series are collected by different branches of the Iguluo family."
"Oh, by the way. Not only is there a painting, there is also a sculpture based on this painting on the top of the hill behind the castle of the Igulo family. It is said that it was built at the highest point to highlight the heritage of the Igulo family."
"Because there are too many, it would be a waste of time to clean them thoroughly. In the end, my lord did not choose to destroy them." Butler Gude paused: "However, since that day, your lord has never returned to the Iguluo family...
I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to see those paintings and statues.”
After Butler Gude finished speaking, he withdrew.
Angel stayed where he was and was silent for a long time. He somewhat understood why Sanders did not return to the Iguro family. When he returned, he could see the appearance of full-blooded teenagers everywhere, and they were even made into statues and displayed to the public. This is the rhythm of social death.
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"Interesting story." At this time, Granny Iron Armor chuckled softly.
Angel: "It's a pity, but it's a story that can't be shared casually."
Iron-clad Granny: "As long as you understand. When Sanders comes online, do you need me to tell him about the cane?"
Angel shook his head: "Forget it, I feel like nothing good will happen if I tell my mentor."
"Now that I know the general condition of the cane, I will log off first." Angel waved to the armored mother-in-law.
"Go ahead, I will be here waiting for your story."
With gratitude in his heart, Angel slowly disappeared.
Grandma Tiejia took a sip of scented tea and closed her eyes to enjoy her leisure time.
After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Just when she closed her eyes to rest, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, which reminded her of something.
"I remember that Angel seemed to have mentioned a name just now... Sisia?"
"This name always sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before?"
Chapter completed!