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But he didn't touch those things, after all, he still needed to keep them for fishing.

Before 12 o'clock, Du Bois led two young people, a man and a woman in their early twenties, to No. 7 Rose Street.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sparrow."

As soon as he stepped through the door, Dubois bowed again, "I have completed what you asked me to do."

"They are two high-quality slaves that I have carefully selected. They are healthy, agile, smart, and very obedient."

"She is Endiri, from overseas. She came to Intis on her own initiative with the colonial fleet because she was much happier as a slave in Trier than in her hometown. So she has no resentment towards us at all, and even took the initiative to learn the Intis language."

"Voluntarily become a slave?"

"She originally wanted to be a maid, but because she didn't have any identification, she ended up being a slave."

Endili looked very similar to the natives Edward had seen in the Rhoside Archipelago before. She was not outstanding in appearance, but she seemed to still have some youth and vitality, and her eyes were full of curiosity about the unknown. She was indeed different from those slaves.

"Hello, respected master."

She hurried forward and wanted to kneel down to salute Edward.

"Stand up, I don't like being worshipped by others."

Dubois introduced another one: "This is Ossien, an Intis man. He has been a slave since he was young. After his previous master went bankrupt, he was sold back into the slave market. He was lucky. Although he was a slave, he was not really treated as a slave, so he did not have any resentment towards outsiders."

"Hello, respected master." Ossien bowed deeply.

"Most slaves had tragic experiences. They became slaves because of poverty, war, or plunder. So they were trained by their slave owners, but they still harbored resentment deep in their hearts. This resentment was like a powder keg. No one knew when it would explode."

"Mr. Sparrow has just moved to Trier. You need to build all your interpersonal relationships from scratch. Although the status of domestic slaves is low, it must be admitted that they must be the people closest to you for a long time. Based on this, I chose these two. ~ Er'eight, read? Books* Wang, \no+error^ content~"

After introducing the two men, Dubois walked into the room with two pieces of paper and handed them back to Edward: "This is their slave contract."

When he discovered that the style and decoration of the house had changed drastically, he was visibly stunned for a moment, but immediately swallowed his doubts and pretended that he knew nothing.

"Okay, then they'll be left to you. By the way, let them tidy up the garden first. The tools are all in that room."

DuBois looked back at the two men, who immediately understood and turned to go to the tool shed to get things to work.

Edward then handed over the butler's information and said, "Please help me decide which one to choose."

"???"

He quickly flipped through it, a little confused: "Mr. Sparrow, you mean to let me choose a butler for you to replace me?"

Chapter 464: Finally Met Emperor Roselle

"Who stipulated that a villa can only have one housekeeper?"

Dubois suddenly realized, and then turned directly to the end of the information, pointed to that page and said, "Then this Mrs. Collin must be the most suitable housekeeper. Her responsibilities are to manage the maids and the family's financial expenses."

"Yes, I understand."

Edward threw the information aside and motioned for him to sit down.

"The reason why I insist on living in this haunted house is because I want to be closer to the nobles of Trier and have a better chance of integrating with them. You must know all this, right?"

"Yes sir."

"Then why should I hire you?"

Dubois looked like he was thinking seriously. "You are wondering... why I am still alive now?"

Edward smiled but said nothing.

"Well, although I was kicked out of the church, I am still a priest of Trier Cathedral. After all, although I was in love with that lady and caused dissatisfaction among some people, I did not do anything to let the church down. On the contrary, during my tenure, I have been working very hard to serve the church and have also found many wealthy believers and donated a lot of money to the church. Thank you for your kindness."

...Your "find" sounds not serious.

But think about it from another perspective. The priest resolutely sold his body for the development of the church...it seemed that he became great again in an instant.

"Then why did Trier Cathedral kick you out?"

"Heh, because I slept with the woman that the 'Son of Steam' liked."

What the hell?

Edward immediately started to eat melon mode. Dubois shrugged and said, "The lady originally agreed to spend the night with that guy, but I accidentally robbed her. Then the 'Son of Steam' waited in the wind for most of the night - I was in the room next to the wall to 'comfort' the lady all night."

"…"

Edward was shocked when he heard this. "So, Russell took revenge on you?"

"You also know how much the church values ​​him. This little thing will certainly satisfy him."

"But his revenge is just to expel you from the church?"

"Humph, he wants to use this method to force me to surrender and make me bow my head and beg for mercy!"

"Huh?"

Dubois was surprised and said, "Don't you know? That 'Son of Steam' and I came from the same small place and came to Trier together. Before he became the 'Son of Steam', our relationship should be considered... friends?"

I see.

"When Roselle came to Trier, he seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. He became a completely different person in an instant. He invented and created many things in a short period of time. Later, he was valued by the church and became the Son of Steam."

"But as for me, after I came to Trier, my situation became worse and worse. I didn't want to accept his charity, so I could only use my own charm and rely on myself."

Edward was silent for a moment. "I don't think it's more glorious for you to rely on yourself than to accept Roselle's charity."

"Hahahaha, I was young and ignorant at the time. I just thought that a person who once needed my care, why would he suddenly stand so high up and look down on me? I couldn't accept this change of status and was afraid of being embarrassed."

"And now?"

Dubois's eyes twitched slightly. "Now? I've already suffered so much because of my fear of embarrassment, and even nearly lost my life many times. If I bow to him now, wouldn't all the suffering I've suffered be in vain?"

Good, good, good!

Perfect logic!

Discharged from hospital!

However, this Dubois really gave me a big surprise. With his relationship with Emperor Roselle, it would be very easy for him to meet Adros.

The first step is for DuBois to ask Russell for help.

The second step was for Roselle to take me to teach Adros.

However, Du Bois would rather sell his ass than ask Russell for help. How can he be made to change his mind?

Imperius Curse forcibly controlling?

No, after all, I still have to deal with the church in the end, and it would be troublesome if I was discovered.

Let's wait a little longer. Doesn't Dubois have a thing for the things in the basement? If we catch him in the act, then we can...

"Mr. Sparrow."

Just as he thought of this, Du Bois suddenly said, "I want to confess to you."

"Um?"

"Actually, I came here today to apply for your position as a housekeeper, but I had no good intentions."

Dubois looked guilty. "I heard some time ago that there were some antiques in the basement of this villa that the previous owner hadn't had time to move out. So... I wanted to secretly take one or two and sell them while you were new here and unfamiliar with the place."

"…"

Damn, why doesn't this guy play by the rules?

Why did you suddenly confess?

Edward had a blank expression on his face. "Then why did you suddenly confess to me?"

"Mr. Sparrow, you are a Beyonder, right?"

He lowered his voice and said, "I have seen the interior of this house before, and it is not like this at all. This level of transformation cannot be completed overnight and without alerting anyone."

"Plus, you are not afraid of this haunted house at all, so I guess that should be your extraordinary ability, right?"

Edward leaned back on the sofa, "And then?"

"I... also want to become an extraordinary person."

"Oh? You must have had many opportunities before, right?"

"But I gave up because I was afraid... afraid of the dangers of becoming an Extraordinary. I was afraid of becoming a madman or a monster."

"Are you not scared now?"

"Scared! But... I don't seem to be that scared anymore. Unfortunately, given my current situation, I have almost no chance to contact the extraordinary world again."

Edward said calmly: "You can go find Russell."

"…Then I'd rather die!"

What the hell!

"I'm curious."

Edward thought for a moment and said, "If in the future, I become friends with Russell, what are you going to do as my butler? Resign in anger?"

"Of course not! I just don't want to bow down to that guy. I don't have... any deep hatred with him."

"Okay, that's what you said."

Dubois said "uh" and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"You want to be my butler, no problem. You want to be a Beyonder, no problem either. Please help me complete the first task I assign to you. I want to have an encounter with Roselle and have a chance to get to know him."

"...Why?"

"You ask me why? You have offended all the nobles in Trier. Apart from Roselle, how else can I integrate into the noble circle of Trier?"

DuBois: "Actually...how about trying something else?"

"Oh, you have a good relationship with Trier Cathedral, don't you? Maybe you can introduce me to some important figures in the church, so that I can have the opportunity to contact the nobles of Trier through them."

"this..."

Edward stood up and patted Dubois on the shoulder. "I've given you the opportunity. It's up to you whether you want to seize it or not."

"Oh, by the way, the housekeeper's room is on the first floor. No one is allowed to go up to the second floor without my permission. You can deal with the antiques in the basement yourself. Any money they sell for will be counted as your first year's salary."

Edward put on his hat, picked up his cane, and walked out. "I'm going out for a while. -山?叶′屋- ￠耕,薪·醉~全-"

...

Trier Cathedral.

Russell sat quietly in the dim quiet room, putting the ingredients into the glass beaker one by one. After they gurgled and merged into a transparent liquid, he let out a light breath, then picked up the potion in the beaker and drank it.

As soon as the cold liquid entered his mouth, it slid down his throat into his stomach, and then dissipated almost instantly and was absorbed by his body.

Without any discomfort or reaction, he clearly knew that he had successfully been promoted to a Sequence 6 craftsman (mechanical expert). After quickly absorbing the information flow brought by the promotion, Russell opened his eyes and murmured:

"I finally have the ability to craft the mysterious silver medal that led me to travel through time."

In this way, maybe I can figure out the real reason why I traveled through time!

Thinking of this, Roselle quickly left the quiet room and thanked the archbishop who had been his "guardian". "Thank you very much, Your Excellency the Saint."

"You are welcome."

The Archbishop of Trier Cathedral is a middle-aged man with black hair and beard. He has a single-lens magnifying glass hanging from his ear, and his overall temperament gives him the feeling of a solid researcher.

"Oh, that stick..."

Because it might involve a time traveler, Roselle only said that it was left by an extraordinary person who broke into his home, and hoped that the archbishop could find out the harm and origin of this thing.

"This stick may have been used to perform some extraordinary powers, but now it is just an ordinary stick. I'm sorry, I can't find any useful information."

"I see. Maybe that was a joke played by that Beyonder on me."

The Archbishop then asked, "Do you want me to arrange for the Mechanical Heart to go to your house?"

Roselle pointed at the accessories on his body and said with a smile: "With these things you gave me before, even a demigod can't hurt me for a while. If a demigod really comes to trouble me, these things will stop him long enough for you to come and save me."

"Um."

The archbishop did not force it and nodded calmly.

"Okay, I'll go back then."

At the same time, Edward arrived at Trier Cathedral.

Edward was still a little hesitant about coming to the Orthodox Church, but he knew that he would have to do it sooner or later - if Steam Princess really kept an eye on the church anytime and anywhere and could see through my identity at a glance, then...

Just forget about it. The plan of contacting the aristocratic circle, contacting Roselle, and finally going to the church to borrow Adros is all nonsense.

Walking into this church that was somewhat similar in style to that of Saint Hillran in Backlund, Edward, like the other devout believers, found an empty seat to sit down, and then listened to the bishop's speech with a pious look on his face.

Finally, he followed some wealthy people to the donation box and donated 100 fil gold, making himself familiar to the bishop.

"Thank you sir, the Lord will bless you."

"Thanks."

Edward also drew a triangle on his chest, and then glanced at the huge holy light hanging on the wall. So far, nothing had happened, just like the result of divination before coming here.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After expressing his gratitude to the bishop again, he turned around and was about to leave the church, but he saw a group of five or six people walking quickly towards him. Leading the group was a man with long, slightly curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, a well-groomed mustache, and wearing a dark red coat with embroidered gold thread. His face was full of excitement, and there was some impatience in his eyes.

The group originally wanted to leave the church directly, but when they saw the bishop holding a box to collect donations, the man in the lead suddenly turned around and walked over, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and stuffed it into the box.

The bishop immediately smiled and said, "You are still so generous, Mr. Gustave."

"Hahahaha, of course. I'm the most generous person in Trier! Let's go. See you later. Read_Fengyu Literature~ \Has been published/released+drunk_New?Chapter-End."

He waved his hand casually and left quickly with his subordinates.

"Emperor Roselle…"

Edward stared at their departing backs. "I didn't expect that we would meet for the first time under such circumstances. As expected, when you were young, you looked so confident, flamboyant, and energetic."

"I have to say, the protagonist of this world during this period is none other than you!"

Edward's undisguised gaze naturally caught Russell's attention. He turned around and saw that he was a good-looking man in his thirties, with obvious appreciation and admiration in his eyes.

"Hey, it seems like I have more and more male fans."

Roselle was delighted. He turned around, waved and greeted Edward, then quickly walked out of the church.

Chapter 465 Are You the Evil God?

Edward immediately looked flattered. Seeing this, the bishop smiled and said, "This Roselle Gustav is such a person. Although he is proud in his bones, he rarely shows it. He treats most people with good intentions with kindness."

"Oh, it would be great if I could really get to know him."

"There will be a chance."

The bishop said this calmly and continued to collect donations.

"Tsk, I thought your next sentence was to help me introduce someone... It seems that I didn't donate enough."

Edward complained to himself.

...

As soon as Roselle returned to the villa, he hid in the study:

"Green, Edwards, from now on I have to concentrate on doing a very important thing, try not to let anyone disturb me."

"clear!"

"William, Perri, you continue to help me keep an eye on the mascot. If there is any progress, please contact me as soon as possible."

"clear!"

After giving instructions to his four subordinates, Roselle was about to turn around and go into the study when he heard the voice of his beloved daughter Bernadette: "Dad, what are you doing?"

He walked over with a friendly smile on his face: "Dad has a very important matter to study in seclusion, so he may not be able to accompany you for the next few days."

"Oh, all right."

Bernadette nodded, "So Dad, have you seen my Pinocchio doll?"

"…"

Russell's smile froze. After a brief brainstorm, he pointed at Green without hesitation: "It's Green! It was your Uncle Green who took it!"

Green: "…"

"Oh, yes, I took it."

Bernadette tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Why did Uncle Green take my Pinocchio?"

"Uh, yeah, why should I take ..."

"Because Uncle Green's daughter also wanted a doll, he borrowed it and gave it to the craftsman to make a replica. He will return it to you in a few trips."

"Really?"

Green nodded helplessly: "That's right."

"Okay, remember to give it back to me as soon as possible~"

Bernadette waved, "Goodbye, Dad."

"call--"

Russell breathed a sigh of relief, patted Green on the shoulder, and went into the study.

As soon as Bernadette turned the corner, she pouted. "Humph, Dad always treats me like a child. He clearly took Pinocchio to find that mysterious man, but he still falsely accused Uncle Green."

She walked to the swing in the garden, sat down, and began to swing.

"Hey, it's boring every day already, and dad has to go into seclusion, which makes it even more boring."

She lifted her fair chin and sighed, "I told mom to give me a brother a long time ago, but mom insisted that she couldn't do it alone... I needed dad's help."

"Obviously it's the mom who's pregnant and giving birth to the baby, so how can the dad help? Humph, it's just that the mom doesn't want to give birth. If someone must help, can't you ask someone else?"

Bernadette rubbed her cheek and recalled the conversation she had with Edwards two days ago:

"Uncle Edwards said that in general, reciting some paragraphs of language in Hermetic language is likely to attract the terrible evil god. But the man also said that those three sentences are spells used to contact him."

Uncle Edwards would certainly not lie to me, in which case—that man is an evil god?

Of course she had heard of the evil god. According to her father's description, it was a very dangerous and terrifying existence, but that person didn't look dangerous at all.

Bernadette looked around carefully at this time and whispered:

"The eternal ruler of the dimension,

Deconstructor of the endless story,

Transcendent of the past and the future."

After a pause, she widened her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Are you the evil god?"

...

The villa at No. 7 Rose Street.

Edward stood in front of the oriel window on the second floor, looking at the two slaves busy in the garden below, and Dubois who was pacing back and forth with his head down, confused, when suddenly he heard a voice as low as a mosquito's.

Is someone praying to me?

Well, the only one who knows about my three-stage method is that little girl Bernadette.

He immediately drew the curtains, walked four steps backwards and entered the Source Castle. Sure enough, the tiny star that symbolized Bernadette was expanding and contracting slightly.

The spirituality spread out, touching the star. Bernadette's figure emerged from the depths of the gray fog. She sat on the swing and recited the three-part formula like a thief. Then she hesitated for a few seconds and asked in a low voice: "Are you really the evil god?"

Edward was naturally willing to answer the sincere question from his first "believer":

"No~"

...

After Bernadette asked the question, she stopped the swing and her face became serious, as if she was really expecting an answer.

But a few minutes passed and nothing happened.

She pouted and snorted, "What? It's really a lie! Lying Pinocchio!"

Just as she finished mumbling, an endless gray fog suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. At the end of the gray fog, a figure whose appearance could not be seen clearly sat on a tall chair with his legs crossed. He looked down at her and smiled slightly: "No~"