Chapter 3550 Letter From Uriel

When the young master said "classmate", a suspicious blush appeared on his fair face.

Butler Prang saw this and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He naturally knew that the young master was so active in delivering the letter because the letter was from the girl in the same class that he had a crush on.

It was also based on this "motivation" that the young master forced himself to come to the Night Mountain in the middle of the night.

This is... youth.

Butler Prang sighed in his heart, and his eyes drifted slowly to the young master's chest pocket, and he could see a corner of the white envelope in the chest pocket.

This is the letter that the young master is about to send to the master.

When he saw the letter, Butler Prang's expression was slightly solemn.

Before coming, he actually knew who sent the letter to the master.

——Uriel.

He is also the uncle of the female classmate that the young master has a crush on.

The other party can be in the same class as the young master, which means that the class is also at the same level. Under normal circumstances, the letters from their family can be sent directly to the master.

But the other party took a big detour and asked the young master to help forward the letter. There was something fishy about it.

As for what the trick was.

Butler Prang, who had served Master Gulemo for most of his life, knew it well.

Gulemo and Uriel hated each other. Although they didn't want each other to die, the master would get angry as long as he heard Uriel's name.

After all, it was because of Uriel that the eldest lady disappeared.

If Uriel sent a letter directly to Gulemo, it would probably be like the one not long ago. The master didn't even look at it and threw it aside.

Uriel probably guessed Gulemo's reaction, wrote a second letter, and took a big detour to give the letter to the young master to help pass the letter.

And the young master was the most beloved junior of Master Gulemo.

From this move, it can be seen that Uriel knew Gulemo very well.

But Butler Plan didn't understand why Wu Lier was so persistent in sending a letter to the master? What message did he want to convey to the master?

Butler Plan didn't really hate Wu Lier. He knew very well that the disappearance of the eldest lady had nothing to do with Wu Lier.

Moreover, Wu Lier's decadent and vicissitudes over the years were also seen by Butler Plan.

It was not easy for him...

This is why, even though Butler Plan knew that the letter in the young master's hand came from Wu Lier, he still pretended not to know and brought the young master to the Night Mountain to see the master.

I just don't know if the master is willing to accept this letter for the young master's sake.

…

“It’s so dark, so cold…”

“The Night Mountain blocks all the people, it’s freezing here. There’s a big lake next to it, and the humidity in the lake is even more piercing.”

“Grandpa is really recuperating here? I feel like I’ll be even more uncomfortable here.”

Amid the young master’s chattering, Aunt Sim led them through the long front yard and garden and came to the castle.

Entering the castle, the young master finally stopped talking.

It was dark and cold outside, but the castle was brightly lit inside, with furnace pipes everywhere, sending warm air to every corner. In addition, there were many cats and dogs in the castle, so the castle didn’t seem deserted.

Of course, the most important thing was that the young master was surrounded by several little puppies.

This satisfied his little vanity, and instantly made him less impatient.

However, although the young master didn’t complain, Aunt Sim complained instead.

"The master likes kittens and puppies. Every once in a while, there will be a new batch of kittens and puppies in the castle." Aunt Sim: "Just like the young master said, there are too few people in the castle. The dozen servants who stayed behind spend 80% of their time serving these cats and dogs."

"Every day, just cleaning up their fallen hair is a headache."

Speaking of this, Aunt Sim couldn't help cursing again: "Damn Glory!"

The "Glory" here is undoubtedly the Glory Church.

As for why Aunt Sim cursed the Glory Church for cleaning up the fallen hair of cats and dogs?

The reason is also very simple. Today's Dawn City, or the Great Sman Empire, is almost dominated by the Glory Church. The master often curses the Glory Church at home. If those unpleasant words are spread out, it is estimated that the master will die a thousand times.

In order to prevent the master's words from being spread, the servants here are carefully selected and the most loyal ones.

There are only more than ten.

Aunt Sim's inner opinion was very clear: the master was definitely right, and the one who was wrong was naturally the Glorious Church.

Damn Glorious Church, if it weren't for them, the eldest lady would not have been persecuted. The master would not have lived in Night Mountain all year round because he hated to see people from the Glorious Church.

He would not have dared to recruit even the servants for fear of the curse spreading.

So, everything was the fault of the Glorious Church.

Butler Prang obviously knew Aunt Sim very well, and agreed with her point of view, echoing: "Yes, damn Glorious..."

Aunt Sim turned her head and glanced at him: "Are you not worried about corrupting the young master now?"

Butler Prang shrugged: "The young master guessed it anyway. Besides, we cursed Glorious, and we didn't curse by name."

Aunt Sim looked at Butler Prang deeply, snorted: "You are sensible, you can go back to your room to sleep tonight."

Butler Prang's eyes lit up.

Yes, Butler Prang and Aunt Sim are a couple. It's just because of the master that they have been separated for many years.

This time, Butler Prang volunteered to follow the young master to Night Mountain because he missed his wife.

Soon, surrounded by a group of cats and dogs, they came to the hall of the castle.

There were more people in the hall.

But as Aunt Sim complained before, the servants in the hall basically revolved around various cats and dogs.

Aunt Sim casually pushed away a golden retriever running towards her, then walked around the black cat on the carpet and touched the palm-sized kitten meowing on the table.

Finally, she came to the curtain and looked inside.

There were still cats and dogs inside, but they were basically sleeping. Aunt Sim was not looking at these sleeping animals, she was mainly looking at the wall clock.

"It's seven o'clock now. If nothing unexpected happens, the master will rest at eight o'clock. During this hour, the master usually drinks tea and reads newspapers in the study."

"Let's go. While the master is reading the newspaper, I'll take you to find him first."

Under the guidance of Aunt Sim, they came all the way to the third floor of the castle and stopped in front of a door with a warm yellow glow from the crack of the door.

Without Aunt Sim's words, the young master also knew that behind this door was Grandpa's study.

Because... Grandpa's voice has come out from the crack of the door.

But Grandpa's voice is not so beautiful.

"Fuck his dogs, these priests who don't do anything and only know how to eat people without spitting out bones have started to block the road."

"Aren't you afraid that the road will be blocked too much at night and someone will choke your neck in the middle of the night!"

"If my name hadn't been on the roster, I would have spent money to find someone to deal with these sons of bitches!"

"My XXX's Glorious Church..."

A series of curses made the people standing at the door silent.

The young master finally understood why his grandfather didn't like staying in the city. With his fierce cursing, it is estimated that people from the church will come to enforce the law the next day.

Sure enough, it was the right choice for grandpa to stay in Night Mountain.

Looking at the dazed young master, Butler Pulang sighed: "At least it can be said that the master is full of energy and his body is recovering well in Night Mountain."

"Who?! Who is outside!"

As soon as Butler Pulang finished speaking, he heard the master's irritable voice from inside the door.

There was only a "dong" sound, and the door of the study was opened. The orange-yellow warm light inside made the corridor brighter. But soon, the warm light was blocked by a black shadow.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in a black nightgown.

His hair was slightly wet, obviously he had just taken a bath.

From his appearance, it is completely impossible to tell that he is already a grandfather. Only the temples with a few white hairs can show that he is not young anymore.

This person is Gulaimo, the owner of the Night Mountain Castle.

Gulaimo originally opened the door with anger. He hated being disturbed when he was reading the newspaper, but when he opened the door and saw a shivering little boy standing outside, his expression changed instantly.

The anger on his face was put away, his expression became gentle, and even his eyes revealed a bit of kindness.

"It's Xiaobao..." Gulaimo walked out with a smile and touched Xiaobao's hair: "Why are you here in the middle of the night? If you had said you would come earlier, I would have gone down to pick you up."

The young master... that is, Xiaobao, called "Grandpa" obediently.

Gulaimo's expression softened when he heard the name "Grandpa": "Come, let's go in and talk."

Gulaimo took Xiaobao's hand and walked back to the study.

Butler Prang and Aunt Sim followed him in.

The study was very warm, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers. People couldn't help but relax.

There was a newspaper on the desk, and next to it was steaming tea. Obviously, Gulaimo was still reading a newspaper in the study room a second ago.

Gulaimo did not sit back at the desk, but took Xiaobao's hand and walked all the way to the sofa opposite the desk. At Gulaimo's signal, Butler Prang and Aunt Sim also sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Gulaimo began to care about Xiaobao's life, from school studies to daily piano practice and music composition training.

Xiaobao was very unruly outside, but in front of Gulaimo, he was as obedient as a puppy. After all, his grandfather brought him up since he was a child. Even though they were not direct relatives, their relationship was deeper than that of father and son.

No matter what Gulaimo asked, Xiaobao answered obediently.

This question and answer took nearly twenty minutes.

Finally, after Gulaimo learned about Xiaobao's recent situation, he asked him why he suddenly came here today: "I know you very well, you are a person who likes to come here all of a sudden. If there is no important matter, you will never come to Night Mountain to find me."

"I just noticed that you always want to talk; tell me, why are you here to find me?"

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the letter from his chest pocket and handed it to Gulaimo.

Gulaimo had noticed the envelope in Xiaobao's chest pocket a long time ago, and from the stamp mark on the envelope, he had actually guessed who the envelope was from.

He even guessed Xiaobao's purpose.

However, Gulaimo was really good to Xiaobao. Even though he was very resistant to this letter in his heart, he finally gave Xiaobao a chance to speak.

"Grandpa, this is a letter that my classmate asked me to pass on to you."

Gulaimo smiled and took the letter.

The envelope was indeed that familiar name.

A trace of gloom flashed through Gulaimo's eyes, but thinking of Xiaobao next to him, he didn't say much. He just asked Xiaobao about the source of the letter.

When he saw Xiaobao's face flushed when he mentioned his "classmate", Gulaimo understood the reason.

No wonder Xiaobao came to deliver the letter at night.

It turned out that he was in love.

Moreover, he liked the family...

Although Gulaimo didn't like Uriel very much, he didn't have any opinions about other people in his family. He thought about it and said to Xiaobao: "You don't have to go back tonight, let Aunt Sim take you to take a bath first, and then you can sleep with grandpa at night, how about it?"

Xiaobao nodded immediately: "Okay, can I hold a kitten to sleep together?"

Gulaimo smiled: "Of course. Go, Aunt Sim will take you to the bathing place."

Xiaobao didn't say much, and followed Aunt Sim obediently.

When only Gulaimo and Butler Plan were left in the study, Gulaimo's expression finally calmed down.

"This letter... you should know who sent it."

Butler Plan lowered his head and said "hmm" softly.

"Then why didn't you stop it?"

Butler Plan: "... Master, this is the second letter sent by Uriel. If he only sent one letter, I would definitely not bring it to you."

"But he sent letters in succession, I think he might have something important to say."

"Maybe... it's related to the eldest lady."

Uriel also knew that Gulaimo hated him, so in Butler Plan's opinion, Uriel would not inexplicably offend Gulaimo.

Since he sent two letters in a row, there must be something important.

Gulaimo actually thought of this level. He was silent for a moment and exhaled deeply: "Forget it, just give Xiaobao a face."

After speaking, Gulaimo sat back at the desk.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he opened the envelope that didn't look thin.

Soon, the contents of the envelope were revealed.

There were six pages, no wonder they were so thick when stacked together, and they made Xiaobao's bra bulge.

With the light of the oil lamp, Gulaimo opened the first page of letter and read it silently.

About ten minutes later.

Gulaimo finished reading the letter. The reason why he read it so quickly was that the letter was actually only three pages. The last three pages were not the content of the letter, but a piece of music sent by Uriel.

Gulaimo originally thought that Uriel sent the letter because he found something related to his sister, such as... finding his sister's trace.

Unexpectedly, Uriel spent several pages describing a harp score that he got.

Moreover, according to Uriel, this harp score was obtained from his dream.

What a joke.