Stars were scattered all over the place, and on a summer night, the warm wind could not dissipate the heat of the day. Servants used iron vessels to transport ice cubes the size of watermelons from the cellar to the Viscount Palace.
A piece of ice with delicately carved birds is placed in the center of the long table, and delicious dishes are placed around it.
The dishes are sumptuous, including Xingluo fish from the bay in the east, black water pool lizards from the Warli Mountains in the west, snow mountain rabbits unique to the frozen soil in the north, and white pearls, a specialty of the Holy Alliance in the south.
From the southeast to the northwest, all kinds of delicacies are gathered together. Such specifications, rare dishes, and exquisite cooking skills are extremely rare among lords.
It is difficult to understand that a Viscount who is not that wealthy would be willing to arrange such a feast, and only two people can enjoy this feast.
After putting on a decent dress, Liam sat across from the head of the long table, his eyes hurriedly scanning the delicious food, his expression a little depressed.
The maid, who was about sixteen years old, poured wine as red as blood into his glass and stood beside him, with her head slightly lowered, her expression a little nervous and curious, and she looked at him quietly.
The fingers of his left hand were unconsciously clasped on the table, and he held up the goblet with his right hand and shook it regularly.
Looking through the bright red, she drifted to the distance in confusion. In that lonely room, was she still sad, with tears on her face and heartache beyond measure?
If Liam would regret betraying that woman at this moment, he was afraid that he was not cruel at the time and his words were not harsh, and he would not be able to cut off her love.
She is stubborn and stubborn, and she will never look back when she falls in love. She will not give up even if her head is broken and her body is broken to pieces.
"Jiao Li, how can I make you give up? You're like this, what should I do..." The scene of the woman chasing after the car was vivid in my mind. She didn't make any fuss, just shed tears, and followed the car.
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How can two human legs keep up with a four-legged beast? I don’t know how many times I fell, and I don’t know how far I chased. My knees were dripping with blood, my clothes were dyed red, and I stumbled, leaving a bright red footprint.
Viscount Joshua opened the curtain, glanced at the girl, and said nothing.
Liam's eyes were always looking into the distance. He didn't dare to look back, and he wouldn't be cruel if he looked back.
When the attendant came to report that the woman had passed out, Liam said, "Don't worry about it, let her die on the road."
Viscount Joshua waved his hand and ordered one of the attendants to take the girl back to the orphanage.
Liam's heart sank and he stopped talking. He was silent all the way. In the evening, the carriage returned to Catilant, the fiefdom of Viscount White Joshua.
When Viscount Joshua walked into the dining room on crutches and sat at the head seat, the valet took the crutches away, tied a napkin for him, and stood respectfully beside him.
"From today on, your surname will be Joshua. You are my long-lost illegitimate grandson. When I die of old age, you will inherit such a large property and inherit the title of Viscount of the Kingdom of Berg." Joshua got straight to the point and didn't hide anything.
This caught Liam a bit off guard.
Liam immediately stood up, knelt on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Kowtow to your father!"
Old Joshua nodded and motioned for the other party to take a seat.
The dinner began, and two personal servants served the two masters. It was an extremely dull dinner. Old Joshua only ate and did not talk, while young Joshua seemed very worried.
When the ice in the center of the long table was half melted, Old Joshua put down his knife, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and waved to the valet.
The other party came over very discerningly, handed the crutch to the other party, and helped him stand up.
"After dinner, remember to go back to the bedroom and study hard. That is the test I left for you. Don't be lazy." Old Joshua said as he walked out, and waved to Liam who stood up to see him off, gesturing for him to continue eating.
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Seeing the old figure fading away, the smile on Liam's face gradually disappeared, and the "curtain" in his right eye quietly dissipated.
Liam sat back down, picked up a chicken leg and ate it with his hands. After eating for a while, he waved to the girl next to him. "Come, let's eat together."
"Me?" The girl was very surprised.
"Who else is there in the whole restaurant besides you?"
"But...I am a servant..." The girl hesitated.
"I am now the son of Viscount Joshua and the future Viscount. If I say you can eat it, you can eat it. Hurry up, the food is almost cold."
"Okay..." The girl sat next to little Joshua and swallowed. The glutton in her stomach was already eager to try. Dangji filled herself a bowl of soup and drank it happily.
"Don't just drink the soup, try this caviar, this chicken leg, and this fish..." Liam was very attentive, which made the girl a little confused.
"Sir, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't do this again..." The girl stood up immediately, looking nervous, rubbing the hem of her skirt with her fingers.
Liam smiled and said, "Sit down first and talk while eating. There is no need to be afraid. It's all trivial matters."
The girl couldn't resist the other party and sat down honestly, but she no longer had the intention to deal with the delicious food in front of her.
"I just came here and I don't know what's going on around me. No matter what you know is useful or not, you might as well tell me." Liam took a sip of red wine and whispered softly.
"Sir, this is Katie Lant..." the girl said slowly, and before she knew it, more than an hour had passed. Liam sent him away and allowed him to take away some food.
At this time, all the servants had gone back to rest, and only the study was lit by candlelight. From the girl named Emily, I learned that Viscount Joshua rarely slept in the bedroom, and his place of rest and handling affairs was in the study.
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Although Liam was puzzled by the old man's eccentricities, he also knew that it was not the right time to investigate.
After walking up the spiral staircase to the third floor and finding the bedroom, Liam opened the door and entered.
The wind lifts the curtains, and the white moonlight shines in. The bedroom is well ventilated and light-transparent, and the view does not feel dark, and there is no smell of dampness and rot.
Liam sat beside the bed and lit the candle on the bedside table. The bright flames dispelled the darkness and illuminated half of the bedroom. The rising heat exuded a faint fragrance.
"Nobles are so particular." Liam exclaimed. Just such a white stone ivory candle is equivalent to the food and clothing of an ordinary person for half a year.
In fact, Liam doesn't really have much need for candles. As the current owner of the "Book of the Dead" and the inheritor of the God of Death, seeing things in the dark is a basic operation.
However, not needing it and not using it are two different things. At the very least, the appearance must be adequate and the play must be performed well.
Taking the three books on the bed, Liam sneered, ""The Magician's Introductory Manual", "The Relationship between Meditation and Elements" and "Aliens of Magic". These three books are not popular. The last one is considered a banned book.
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It is normal for a nobleman to collect books about magic in his home. If it is about black magic and the like, it is not allowed by the church and is prohibited. However, it is a crime of blasphemy, and if found, he will be burned at the stake.
"Black magic..." Liam smiled, put the book "Aliens of Magic" on his lap, and flipped through it roughly, "Most of them are low-level undead magic, and there are very few black magic above level 3.
, the knowledge and insights about ritual summoning and magic circle conversion are even more superficial."
In fact, this book "Aliens of Magic" is extremely rare in the field of black magic in the Southern Continent. After all, the Southern Continent is now ruled by two major churches, and each kingdom and principality is bound to have good relations with the church. In this way, all forces have a strong relationship with the church.
No effort is spared in the fight against black magic.
This has resulted in the black magic books on the market being of varying quality and scarce in quantity.
Liam possesses the "Book of the Dead" and is the official successor of the God of Death. Regardless of his qualifications, in terms of black magic knowledge resources alone, no one in the entire continent can control him. Standing high, he can naturally see far, and
I can't bear to look down on this defective product.
Take the "Magician's Introductory Manual", open it and read it carefully.
Liam reads extremely fast. He often glances at the obscure and complicated formulas and symbols in the book and then rushes to the next paragraph. This high-efficiency reading benefits from the inheritance of the God of Death.
It can be said that the inheritance of the God of Death gave him the physical fitness to become a strong man, and the "Book of the Dead" gave him enough knowledge. As long as he is diligent and the two complement each other, sooner or later he will become a powerful man!
It's a pity that the church and his party have been targeted by a powerful person. This feeling like a stick in the throat and a thorn in the back forced Liam to speed up the progress and seek wealth and honor in danger.
Under the "veil", White Joshua wears three colors: the black of black magic, the light green of old life, and the twisted gray.
"Grey... I have only seen it on little Happy. It is the color of the dead..." Liam still remembers the five gray faces wrapped around each other at the end of the dining table...
Those are five completely different distorted faces...