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Four people: "…"

Forget it, anyway, it is certain that the two women are ordinary people. Maybe Mr. Russell has been really depressed these days. He has eaten too much wild abalone and wants to change his taste occasionally.

Let them guard the door.

"Mr. Sparrow!"

Bernadette became anxious at this time and shook his hand again.

The two then walked through the wall into the room, where Roselle was sitting on the sofa enjoying a massage from two women.

More than ten minutes later, he yawned and said lazily: "Okay, you guys go out, remember to find Edwards... the person who brought you here to ask for a reward."

Russell admitted that these two women did meet his aesthetic standards, but he was not so hungry as to attack street prostitutes - even if he had invented condoms a long time ago, he still felt that it was not safe.

Just as he was dazed, he suddenly found two people in front of him: two big men nearly two meters tall to be precise. They were both wearing sleeveless vests, revealing their huge chest muscles and a lot of hair on their chests. One of them was bald and the other had a crew cut. They were looking down at him with weird smiles on their faces.

Russell shuddered, half sobering up, and hurriedly shouted, "Who are you and why are you in my room?"

Although he did not ask for help openly, he was actually telling the four knights guarding outside: The boss is in trouble, come and save him!

The sturdy man chuckled and said, "Of course he walked in. Your men are all drunk and are sleeping soundly outside now."

"Impossible! Green! Edwards!"

The two strong men rubbed their hands and slowly approached, "You scream, you scream, no one can hear you even if you scream your throat out."

"You don't know, we have been targeting you since you got off the boat. It took us so long to finally get this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, hahahaha."

When Russell took one look at the two women, he suddenly realized, "Oh, honey trap?!"

He quickly took out a stack of money from his pocket and threw it over, gritting his teeth and saying, "I admit defeat, take the money and get out!"

Who knew that the big man would casually slap the banknotes aside and said with a chuckle: "I'm not short of money, what I'm short of is people like you who come from big cities. ~Hong? Special* novel's content is wrong, _蕪~wrong+content'"

"??? I'm a man!"

"Hahaha, it's not a man, we're not playing yet."

Russell's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he almost couldn't catch his breath: "You, you guys..."

Russell suddenly turned over, pulled out a revolver from his pocket and shot at the two men. However, before his finger touched the trigger, the gun was knocked away.

He squeezed his fingers hard again to inject spirituality, and used all the extraordinary props in his body without hesitation: defensive, offensive, and auxiliary. As a result, the two big men were not affected at all, and they kicked away the sofa that blocked their way and came over.

Russell was really panicking now. He almost screamed as he retreated: "Help! Green! Edwards! William! Perri! Come and save me!"

"Help!"

"Help!!"

He had nowhere to retreat, so he huddled in a corner and looked at the two sturdy men who were covering him, looking pitifully weak and powerless.

"Hahaha~ Come on!"

Sizzle!

The two sturdy men laughed and reached out to grab Russell.

"No! No!"

Sizzle!

Russell was picked up by one of them and thrown on the bed. Before he could react, two figures rushed over with laughter and hit Russell's head on the bed, causing him to lose consciousness.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Chapter 515: I drank too much and my butt hurts

Bernadette stood in the room, watching her father yelling and screaming, doing somersaults, pulling out a gun, crawling on the ground, and then hiding in a corner and screaming.

The little girl couldn't help but feel sorry for her father again, "Mr. Sparrow, what did you let Dad see? I... have never seen Dad so scared."

"Don't worry, we'll just let him see some monsters or something and catch him in the room."

"oh."

After a while, she felt relieved when she saw her father finally fell asleep quietly in bed.

At this time, Edward transformed into a large stack of banknotes and scattered them on Russell's body. He patted Bernadette's head and said, "Okay, your father should have learned his lesson. Let's go and continue to look for the mermaid."

"Okay~"

Bernadette took one last look at her father, then disappeared from the room with Edward and went to the ruins of the God War.

They sailed the Fairy Tale through the ruins of the war of gods for two or three hours, and experienced two dream worlds in the middle. Unfortunately, they did not see the elementary school textbook again, nor did they find the mermaid.

However, to Edward's surprise, he thought that Bernadette would not be able to stay awake in the dream world because the church had dispelled the gaze of the hidden sages, but it turned out that the little girl was still alive and kicking - it seemed that the mysterious queen of the future would be able to stay awake in her dreams.

I don't know if it's because of his special physique or some kind of "aftereffects" left by the hidden sage.

...

The next morning.

In the hotel on the Oradek Islands, Russell suddenly woke up from his sleep and sat up straight.

There were still fragmented memories lingering in his mind, like nightmares.

"Fortunately... it was just a dream..."

He wiped his forehead and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly he saw his torn clothes, the banknotes scattered all over his body, and the messy room, and his head suddenly buzzed and he was stunned.

The fragmented memories of last night were quickly pieced together into a series of complete and continuous scenes: a honey trap, a strong man, his clothes were torn into shreds and thrown on the bed, and two big men rushed towards him.

"!!!"

Russell's expression became more and more frightened, and his heart became more and more desperate. He jumped off the bed as if he had been electrocuted and sat down on the floor.

etc!

Why does my butt hurt so much?

Did he fall from the floor just now? Or was he really...

No!!

No!!!

I, Roselle, am a famous man. I am the protagonist. I am the man of destiny. How could I... How could I be...

For a moment, his faith in Taoism seemed to collapse.

Bang!

At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open and four knights rushed in at the same time.

As soon as they saw the messy room, they quickly surrounded Roselle in the middle and looked around vigilantly.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

Green asked quickly.

"No... I'm fine."

Roselle quickly concealed his true emotions, "Last night... I... did you... hear any noises?"

"No, you asked those two women to send you back last night after you got drunk, and they left not long after."

"Only...them?"

"yes."

Russell felt his buttocks becoming more and more painful.

After the four knights confirmed that everything was alright, they all looked over at the same time. These looks of concern seemed like a court judgment to Russell at this moment.

He opened his mouth and hesitated several times before finally saying in a deep voice, "From now on, until we return to Trier, everyone is prohibited from drinking."

Green was surprised: "Why?"

Russell gritted his teeth and limped to his feet: "Because... I drank too much and my butt hurts."

Four Horsemen: "???"

...

Trier.

After divination revealed the young man in fancy clothes behind Tariq, Edward immediately asked the people of the Aurora Society to inquire about him, but after several days, they found nothing.

This is not surprising. After all, the Aurora of this period was far less powerful than in later generations. There were only so many people in the huge city of Trier. It was indeed difficult to find someone in this city with a population of over a million.

In this way, Edward's life passed quietly for another week without any disturbances - and it was time for the monthly evening hermit meeting again.

Early in the morning, Edward had just finished washing up and walked out of the room when he saw Dubois standing at the stairs, seemingly waiting for a long time. "Good morning, Mr. Sparrow, someone wants to visit you."

Edward asked in confusion, "Who?"

Apart from the Roselle family, he didn't know anyone else in Trier, so Matilda naturally wouldn't come to visit him for no reason. Bernadette came every other day now, treating her home as her own, so there was no such thing as a visit.

"I am a tenant,"

"Um?"

Du Bois explained: "He wants to rent the villa at 7 Rose Street."

Edward was slightly stunned. "If I want to rent there, why do I have to look for..." Just when he said this, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have paid the rent for half a year in one go.

If you want to rent there before it expires, it seems you really have to find it yourself.

"Is there something wrong with the person?"

Dubois shook his head. "Anyway, I don't see any problem. They are a young couple with a child. It seems that there was an earl in their ancestry, but now there is only a nominal baron title left."

Edward nodded in understanding: "Oh, just like you are now."

"…"

DuBois choked. "Don't hit someone in the face, boss."

"Uh, sorry."

"They used to live in the Opera District, but they had to move out because the owner of the house they rented went bankrupt and sold it. But they didn't want to leave the Opera District, so they looked around... and finally found No. 7 Rose Street."

"You don't want to leave the opera house, so you move into the haunted house?"

Edward sneered and said, "Guess whether I believe it or not.,w,z,s^k′b*oo!k..¨c′o¨m/"

Dubois shrugged. "As far as I know, it's because you lived there safely for two or three weeks and got away with it. The dentist who rented the house now has declared that there is no problem with the house at all."

"Oh, I'm the spokesperson, right?"

"Spokesperson?"

"Well, this is not important."

DuBois said, "They're still in the living room. Do you want to see them?"

"certainly."

Edward was just worrying about not being able to find the young man behind Tariq, when someone came to ask to rent No. 7 Rose Street. Isn't this something that was delivered to his doorstep?

He changed his home clothes into a casual suit with a light touch, and walked downstairs with a jewel-studded notebook. Dubois saw it and was very envious. Although he was not as obsessed with suits as Larder, he had always regarded suits as his "partners". It would be great if he could learn this skill.

When he reached the first floor, Edward saw a young couple sitting on the sofa. They looked to be in their twenties and had typical Intis looks.

The two of them drank their coffee anxiously, glancing to the side from time to time.

Until the man turned around again and saw Edward coming down, he quickly stood up and asked, "Is this Mr. Klein Sparrow?"

"It's me. Good morning, sir and ma'am."

The man took off his hat and saluted. "Good morning, Mr. Sparrow, I apologize for the intrusion. I am Henry Auceptin, and this is my wife Camille. Your butler has already told you the purpose of our visit."

Edward motioned for the couple to sit down and sat down on the sofa across from them, "Yeah that's right."

"So what do you mean..."

"Of course I'm happy to rent out the empty house." Edward fumbled with the gem on his cane and asked, "But I want to confirm again, have you already known about the house at No. 7 Rose Street before you found me?"

Henry's face suddenly flashed with some unnaturalness: "We have learned about it. In fact... before you rented the place, we specifically learned about it. ·Wei^qu!Xiao/Shuo* ?庚.芯?嶵_剁,"

He explained: "Butler Dubois should have told you that we had to move out because the owner of the house we were renting changed, but that was almost two months ago."

"After the new owner bought the villa, he gave us two months to find a new place to live, and we considered No. 7 Rose Street at that time."

"But at that time, because of what happened in that villa before, I didn't dare to rent it, so I wanted to look for another one. It wasn't until later that you rented it and lived there safely for nearly three weeks before moving here."

Edward nodded. "So now you think there's nothing wrong with the house?"

"Yes."

"Then have you ever wondered, since there is no problem there, why did I suddenly have to move here when I was living well there?"

This question made the couple stunned at the same time.

"To tell you the truth, I found that No. 7 Rose Street was unsafe, so I tried every means to move out of there." Edward said seriously, "Of course, if you still insist on renting it, I have no objection. After all, the remaining five months' rent and the penalty for breach of contract add up to several dozen Felgin, which is enough to pay my housekeeper for most of the year."

The couple looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.

"Well, go back and think about it."

After a pause, Edward pretended to be curious and asked, "By the way, can I know why you insist on living in the Opera District?"

Henry sighed, "My ancestors finally got out of a small place and seized the opportunity to become counts. They settled down in Trier and lived at No. 7 Rose Street at that time."

"According to the records handed down by the family, the ancestor left a will before his death, warning the descendants not to sell the villa no matter what happens in the future, because it is the root of our family."

"However, as the family had several... unreliable ancestors, the wealth accumulated in the early years was gradually squandered, and this place was sold not long after."

Henry smiled when he said this, "Until my generation, the family had already declined. To be honest, in the past few years, I could only live in the Market District and the Noel District. It was not until the business picked up in recent years that I slowly moved to the Opera District. What are you doing now?"

"Last year, I finally saved enough money to buy back my ancestral property, but the warehouse suddenly caught fire and I lost most of my savings. My plan had to be abandoned. Later, a murder occurred at No. 7 Qiangwei Street."

At this point, he laughed at himself and said, "So sometimes I wonder, if the warehouse hadn't caught fire, would it be our family that died there?"

Edward and Dubois had been listening quietly until he finished speaking, then they spoke: "I think I understand, so you plan to rent it first, and then buy it directly when you save enough money, right?"

"That's right! Thanks to the proposal of the 'Son of Steam', the renter has the right of first refusal to buy the house."

"Well, I understand your feelings and plans, but... I have also told you the actual situation. I hope you will consider it carefully again."

"I see."

After expressing their gratitude, Mr. and Mrs. Henry said goodbye and left.

Dubois walked them to the door and walked back. "See what's wrong, boss?"

"And you?"

He spread his hands and said, "I still can't see anything. In my opinion, Henry is telling the truth."

Edward smiled and said, "He is telling the truth, but he is hiding something." - He is not a spectator, so he can "see" this, of course he used Legilimency.

"Hidden what?"

"He inexplicably felt that renting No. 7 Rose Street would bring him good luck."

Dubois was stunned. "What do you mean by 'feeling inexplicably'?"

"I can't really say for sure, but this situation is a bit like the [Psychological Suggestion] of a psychiatrist." After a pause, he said, "Oh, the psychiatrist is your current Sequence 7 of the audience pathway."

"So, there really is a Beyonder messing around here?"

"Um."

I just don't know if it has anything to do with "Intis".

But now the brass stick has been taken away and placed in Sefirah Castle. Logically speaking, No. 7 Rose Street should be just an ordinary house. Is it necessary to do so much?

Chapter 516: The Second Dusk Hermits Gathering

Just as I was thinking about it, a small figure walked in, "Who was the person who just left?"

Bernadette held an exquisite box in her hand. She walked to the sofa and sat down. She handed the box to Edward. "My mother asked me to bring this to you. She made it herself."

"Oh, thank Matilda for me. Why are you here so early?"

She suddenly became angry. "My mother found several teachers for me, such as painting, piano, etiquette... She wanted me to learn two years ago. At that time, my father asked me if I wanted to learn. I said no, so my father canceled it."

"But my father has only been away for a week, and she asked me to study again."

She sighed, "Well, my father is not here this time, no one can stop her, so I ran to you for refuge."

I think that Audrey could play some tunes fluently at her age. Bernadette should be smarter than Audrey, but she has no talent at all.

Edward opened the box, took out a piece of buttery pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, and then showed some surprise: "Huh?"

"Mom heard that you don't like food that's too sweet, so she made the taste lighter."

She stretched out her little hand and grabbed a piece, took a bite, frowned and said, "It's not delicious. Your taste is so weird."

Edward handed the remaining snack to Dubois, "Do you know what happens if you eat too much sugar?"

"toothache."

She immediately said, "So I always brush my teeth carefully after eating, no worries!"

"Besides that?"

Bernadette lowered her head and thought for a moment, "I will be very happy! Whenever I feel bad, I will feel happy as long as I eat something sweet."

"Well, you are right. Sweets do make people happy."

She continued with a small mouth: "But..."

DuBois couldn't help laughing on the sidelines.

Edward flicked her head, "But... you'll get fat!"

"Chubby ones are cute too. They are not afraid of the cold in winter."

"Oh, really? As you wish!"

With a snap of her fingers, Bernadette's body and face swelled up visibly, and soon became almost twice her original size. She was just over one meter tall and suddenly became a little fat girl weighing nearly 100 pounds.

The originally cute little face suddenly swelled up like a Michelin doll.

"ah!!"

She panicked and tried to stand up.

As a result, he sank into the sofa and couldn't get up. He kept squirming and struggling like a fathead fish, but he sank deeper and deeper.

"Pull...pull me!"

Bernadette stretched out her chubby little hands for help, and Edward crossed his arms and snorted, "Do you still think Chubby is cute?"

"Isn't it cute? Wait for me to look in the mirror first."

Edward pulled her up and silently took out the video recorder again.

She jumped on the spot first and found that her body had become much heavier. Her originally flexible limbs seemed to be filled with lead. But she was not in a hurry. She said, "I'll go look in the mirror" and ran towards the bathroom on the first floor.

After a moment, Bernadette called out, "Mr. Sparrow!"

Edward walked over, "How is it? Do you still think it's cute?"

"I don't know."

She was standing in front of the dressing mirror in the bathroom, jumping up and down - the mirror was too high, and if she didn't jump, she could only see a head, but because she had gained weight, she couldn't jump high.

"…"

Edward stroked his forehead and lifted her up with his invisible hands so that her whole body was reflected in the mirror.

Bernadette looked at her chubby self in the mirror, twisting her waist, pinching her cheeks, and then turned her head and smiled: "It's so cute~"

Edward recorded all these scenes and said, "As long as you are happy."

At this time, footsteps were heard from outside the door. Edward waved his hand and restored Bernadette to her original appearance. She seemed to be unsatisfied, "Hey? Why did you change back again?"

"Is there someone looking for you outside?"

"What?"

As soon as the two returned to the living room, they saw three young women standing at the door, looking rather awkward and at a loss as to what to do.

Bernadette's eyes widened suddenly, and she said in astonishment: "You...how did you come here?!" She glanced at Edward, pinched her waist and said: "This is someone else's house, you are not going to teach me to dance and play the piano here, are you? Humph! Mr. Sparrow will not let it go!"