"The Baron asked me to bring this to my brother before he left. No one can tell..."
Sophia, who was adjusting her skirt with a blush on her face, still had some wandering eyes.
At this time, Geer didn't care about the little girl's thoughts at all, and his eyes were completely fixed on the scrolls spread out on the table.
The content of the scroll is not long, but it is something extremely important to the entire Corbenson family.
"Under the gaze of the gods, and under the arbitration of His Majesty the King, I, Andre Wolfgang Kolbensen, the third generation patriarch of the Kolbensen family, hereby swear an oath. Until my death
After that, my title, property, and territory will all be inherited by my grandson Griezmann Wolfgang Corbensen, and as a proof, no one else will interfere."
It was a will, signed at the back with the names and seals of Baron André and several others.
Geer searched in his memory and finally remembered that these were several nobles who were friends with Baron Andre, so Baron Andre invited them to be witnesses of the will.
It is a great thing for him that this will came into Geer's hands. No matter what happens in the future, Geer will be in a very advantageous position.
But why did Baron Andrei ask Sophia to bring this will? Or in such a secret way.
"Sophia, what did grandpa say at that time?" Geer asked.
Sophia raised her head, frowned and thought for a while, then said slowly: "What did Baron Andre say at that time, give this to Geer personally, remember, no one can tell, no one can know,
There must be no other people present when you give it to Geer, you know? Also, tell Geer that the Corbenson family depends on him. Well, that's all."
Geer remembered that his grandfather Andre was a soldier. He had made great contributions in the battle against the northern barbarians, and had even climbed to the position of commander of the army. After he retired and returned home, he had always governed the family according to military law, and his subordinates were extremely strict.
, and it is true that in the entire territory, the original Geer was more afraid of him than respected.
But now this extremely powerful old man has to rely on a little girl to deliver such an important thing. Is he guarding against something? Does he know that he can't control the situation? Except for Sophia, who can only rely on Geer in the future, there is no one
Can people believe it?
Geer felt that the situation was a bit serious, and the will might not be able to help him much.
For a will to be effective, a successor must first arrive in the territory, be witnessed by nobles above the earl level, and be approved by multiple nobles before it can take effect. However, there have been too many ways to turn a will into a piece of waste paper before.
.
The plan needs to change.
Geer thought about it, took a piece of paper from the desk, and started writing.
The rustling sound caused by the friction between the pen tip and the paper echoed in the carriage. Sophia, who was sitting by the bed, was curious and wanted to come over to have a look. But after thinking about it, she sat down and leaned against the bedside, staring at Geer's attentive and serious figure.
daze.
Dang, Dang...
A total of six chimes came from the vertical clock next to the wall, just as Gerr also finished his writing, folded the paper and put it in his pocket.
"Sophia, ask the waiter to bring food over and bring it to Guledo. I'll go outside for a walk."
Geer said to Sophia before leaving the room.
"Okay, brother."
Entering the corridor, Geer casually asked a conductor for the location of the restaurant. After refusing the conductor's guidance, he headed towards the restaurant alone.
In a carriage before arriving at the restaurant, there is a row of compartments for storing sundries.
When he observed that there was no one around, Geer directly entered the compartment numbered three.
"Hello, Mr. Griezmann."
In the darkness, a man's voice sounded.
When Geer heard the sudden sound, he didn't show any panic at all. He squinted his eyes to slowly adapt to the darkness in the compartment. At the same time, the scanning and analysis function of the biological brain was also turned on. The three-dimensional model of this compartment was
It has also been established and this mysterious man has been locked.
A little firelight lit up, and the mysterious man was not interested in getting along with Geer in the dark, so he lit the prepared candle.
The firelight dispelled the darkness in the compartment, and the man's figure and appearance were hidden in a large black cloth robe. The distance between the two was only a small table.
"Tavren?" Geer asked tentatively.
"It's me, I'm your intelligence specialist this time."
"What can you do to help me?"
"I can control all the intelligence resources of the Brotherhood of Steel in Jobna County for you, and at the same time, the strength at the stronghold in Mora City can also be mobilized for you."
"I want to know what the specific situation is like on my grandfather's side?"
"I regret to tell you that Baron Andre passed away the day after Miss Sophia left."
died?!
Geer's mind was suddenly shaken, and his vision was blurry for a while.
This was the emotion that belonged to the original Geer. Originally, Geer had thought that it had all dissipated, but unexpectedly a little bit remained, and under the impact of the news, it burst out without warning.
That stoic veteran?
The lord who said the same thing?
That serious old man?
That strict and demanding grandpa?
The only relative that he recognized as still alive?
Actually died?
He died before even meeting him?
He was a soldier! How could he die like this!
He should never have died in his bed!
How could he die like this...
"How did my grandfather die?"
Geer jumped out word by word, like the biting cold wind blowing from the cave of the abyss, and like the unwilling ghost in the netherworld.
Tafren seemed unaffected by this, and continued to speak in the same calm tone: "It is estimated that he died of illness. After Miss Sophia left, he fell into a coma many times, and ultimately the treatment was ineffective. Of course, we always got close
We don’t know whether the baron’s body died of other reasons.”
"Then His Highness the Prince also knew in advance?"
"Yes, our information is transmitted much faster than Miss Sophia's, but we only received the specific information on the third day after the Baron's death, and it was not passed to the prince until the day before Miss Sophia's arrival."
Geer nodded, and the explanation was over. It was obvious that Prince Fayelino knew what Baron Andre's death meant to Geer and had made preparations in advance.
At this time, Geer's sudden outburst of emotions also calmed down, but the only feeling of sadness between heaven and earth still lingered in his heart for a long time.
"What about my 'relatives'?"
"They held a funeral the day after the Baron passed away, but the latest news has not yet been delivered. We will not know until we arrive in Mora City."
"I have something I need you to do."
"Please give me your instructions."
Geer took out the paper he had prepared in advance from his pocket and handed it to Tafren: "I need these people to arrive at the castle at this time."
"No problem, I will take care of it." Lovren opened the paper and looked at it, then gave a positive reply.
"Then how can I find you in the future?"
"For the three days on the train, I will wait for you here for half an hour at 6 o'clock every night. After arriving in Mora City, the Mora Branch will send personnel to follow you, and I will be in charge of the Mora Branch."
"Okay, see you then." Geer turned around and listened in front of the door for a while, made sure no one was there, then opened the door and left the compartment.
Back in the compartment, the conductor had already brought the meals, and Sophia was lying on the table in a daze.
"Sophia, why didn't you eat?"
"Ah, brother, I want to wait for you to come back and eat together." When Sophia saw Geer coming back, she quickly raised her body, showed standard aristocratic table manners, and then said softly.
"Then let's eat together now." Geer's voice became softer.
According to the aristocratic custom, one is not allowed to talk while eating. Geer does not have this habit, but he simply does not want to talk.
The silent meal ended quickly. After clearing the table, the conductor brought two cups of scented tea for the two of them to savor slowly.
"Brother, are you unhappy?" Sophia took a sip of tea, looked at Geer quietly for a while, and then asked timidly.
"It's okay." Geer looked at the time and saw that it was already close to eight o'clock. He stood up, took out the fixed knife and said to Sophia: "You can rest first. I'll go exercise for a while."
"Yes." Sophia nodded obediently. She was indeed very tired. She didn't get much rest when she came to see Geer. Not long after she saw Geer, she rushed back to the train and only relied on the carriage.
The moment of rest is simply not enough.
I pulled the service bell, and with the crisp ringing, the afternoon conductor knocked on the door not long after.
"Prepare bathing facilities for this young lady and take me to the martial arts training carriage." Geer ordered.
"Okay, sir." The conductor called a female waiter and asked her to prepare a tub of hot water for Sophia, while he took Geer to the martial arts training compartment.
Sure enough, as the conductor said, no one was using the martial arts training car at this time.
All unnecessary clutter has been removed from the entire carriage, making it look empty. The carriage has no windows, the inner walls are made of solid black iron, and the floor is made of thick rough wood. A few straw figures are placed alone in the middle of the carriage.
, and there are some spare straw man targets stacked on the floor on one side.
Due to the structural limitations of the train, although the carriage has been widened, it can only be used for martial arts practice, but now Geer just needs a practice space.
With the analysis and error correction help of the biological brain, coupled with the experience of practicing black crow archery, Geer mastered the death thorn sword technique very quickly. After nearly two hours of practice, the error rate of his movements has been stabilized at 10%.
Within.
"Establish an exercise effect analysis model and give the expected strengthening effect." After stabilizing the action error rate, Geer started the regular routine again.
"...The model is established. It is expected to complete the first stage of the Death Thorn Sword Technique after completing 1538 actions with a full set of Death Thorn Sword Techniques with an error rate of 10%. It is expected to increase strength by 0.26, agility by 0.17, and physical fitness by 0.23. Do you want to establish an hourglass?"
Different from the Black Crow Archery, the Deathly Thorn Swordsmanship mainly improves strength and physical fitness, which complements the Black Crow Archery. After all, the Deathly Thorns Swordsmanship is not exercised just by shooting out bows and arrows, but requires the completion of a complete set of swordsmanship training.
Count once.
Geer calculated that it takes about 5 minutes to complete a death thorn sword practice. If you train for 6 hours a day, it will be 72 times. Then it is estimated that it will take more than 20 days to complete the first stage. It seems that the additional training time will also be the same as the additional attributes.
There will be more.
After practicing for another two hours, when Geer felt obviously tired, he stopped and was ready to end the training and rest.
When he took a step forward, Geer suddenly found that the scene in front of him suddenly changed again, and he appeared in another world again.