Chapter 1369 Reflection on Weird Encounters

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Unlike what Olaf and the others had expected, the other side of the covered bridge was not a castle located in the middle of a gloomy jungle or on a steep cliff, but a farm with an idyllic scenery.

At this point in time, there were already people walking outdoors, and no one was surprised to see the three people in tattered clothes covered with dirt and blood, as if this situation was normal.

There was actually someone who smiled at them in a friendly manner and pointed them in the right direction.

This made the three of them feel a little creepy while being puzzled.

Sacco couldn't help asking a half-century old man who looked kind and easy to talk, "Do you recognize me?"

"Of course I don't."

"Then the people here..."

The old man smiled, "It's not easy to come here. It's either due to fate or the approval of the owner of the mansion. No matter what it is, you have to negotiate with the owner of the mansion."

"thanks."

The old man didn't say any polite words, and left on his own.

"It feels weird here." Yakali muttered softly when the old man walked away.

"Well, the behavior and conversation are not like people living in ordinary farms." Olaf is a person who pays attention to details, and he agrees with Yakali's judgment.

"Then shall we continue?" Sacco couldn't help asking a little cowardly.

He didn't particularly agree to continue to promote the incident before. In his words, "We are seriously lacking in combat power now. Even if we know the truth, we can't grasp anything. But if we can give us some time to grow..."

Olaf said otherwise, "Do you think the IQ shown by the opponent will give us time to grow? How long is it? One month? Half a year? If we don't move forward, the death of six policemen will We can't explain it."

Yakali is also facing Olaf, but her angle is more convincing to Shaco

"I think Brooks is really a very nice person. No matter we are ordinary or extraordinary, he can treat us with the same inseparable attitude. Brooks obviously saw something, reminding someone to plot the Olympic Games Raff's blood, but it didn't warn us that continuing to explore would be a fatal situation and we should give up. What does this mean?"

"I think it's not that Brooks thinks that the situation we are about to face is not dangerous, but that to become an extraordinary person, some tests must be overcome. Without the spirit of adventure, it is impossible. I don't believe in my own luck and contingency Ability is also not enough, because I am afraid we will never have a moment when we are truly ready."

Olaf also added in more detail, "Brox also said that the bloodline owner needs to cooperate to seize the bloodline. I think this is what we have to do this time. The key is to fight wits." And Blox also warned It is not advisable for us to be eager for quick success and gain strength by sacrificing principles in exchange for strength, which results in our own blackening. In fact, it also implicitly tells us that strength is not enough, and in the long run, the combat power gained at a huge price at this time The increase is not worth it."...

It was precisely because of this discussion that the three finally decided to continue this adventure that seemed to use their faces to advance the plot. However, Sacco was not completely convinced after all. In other words, he recognized the truth, but when he thought that as long as he was given some time, his art on the dark road would be able to advance by leaps and bounds. But he was also unwilling to let him leave the team. It was really a dilemma.

Sacco was a little reluctant, but after all, he couldn't stop the progress of the plot, and the three came in front of the mansion.

The mansion is elegant, time-honored, tidy and clean, with top-notch cultural atmosphere and mystery. Facing such a building, it is hard for people not to think of what kind of person it belongs to, and then cannot help but Some feel ashamed, especially now that the three of them are really down and out.

Even Olaf, who has always been determined, stood in front of the antique wooden door, and he reached out to knock on the door only after he collected himself.

Yet his hand had not touched the knocker,

The door opened automatically.

There is no creaking and rubbing sound, obviously the details are well maintained, and it is not the kind of dark prison-like mansion that is magnificent on the outside but old and decayed on the inside.

Olaf stepped into it first, then Yakali, and finally Shaco.

Before the three of them could pass through the front hall area, the door closed by itself.

Just when the three thought their new adventure was fully underway, a young human appeared.

This young man has short platinum-blonde hair, combed meticulously, and dressed exceptionally neatly. He looks like a high-class man, and his gestures are very dignified and well-educated.

noble? A court servant-level deacon? Or simply this is the owner of the mansion.

The three were guessing, and the young man was the first to speak politely. He smiled at Olaf and said, "Mr. Gorman, we have been waiting for you for a long time, welcome home!"

Although there is a certain degree of psychological preparation, such a statement still surprised the three of them.

"Home? You mean, this place belongs to Gorman?"

The young man smiled and said, "Mr. Gorman, I can understand your current mood. Few people can come here smoothly by virtue of their own abilities. It is difficult to maintain a good life with bad luck and doubts." Mood. But I would like to point out that things have to be taken one by one and we are not so short on time, so why not start by freshening up and relaxing?"  …

Olaf is not the kind of Long Aotian-style protagonist whose subtext is "I am not happy, I can do whatever I want, and I don't listen to what others say".

So more than two hours later, the three met.

Sacco said, "Guess what I found in the room I arranged for me?" Before Olaf could answer, he explained, "All kinds of cutting-edge mechanical books, as well as some rare books, are all things I want but want. I can't get it for a while. To be honest, with these books alone, I won't feel bored if I lie there for three to five days."

"Maybe that's what they want to see."

Yakali turned around in front of the two of them. Girls love beauty, and Yakali is not surprised. She used to have no conditions, but now not only has the conditions, but her mentality has also changed a lot. She is more confident and free After opening, she showed off her unisex clothes that looked like riding clothes and said, "It fits very well, and there are at least ten sets of different styles in the closet, including the ones for noble dinner parties."

Sacco half-jokingly said, "I have a feeling of being valued, not simply because of your favor, Mr. Gorman."

At this moment, the platinum-haired young man who had greeted them before suddenly appeared, as if he had been there all along, but the three of them were sure that there was nothing there a second ago.

Seeing the solemn and nervous expressions of the three, the young man smiled and said, "Don't be so restrained, there is nothing to be afraid of. I am glad that the three of you can wash up before lunch. Please allow me to escort the three of you to the balcony for lunch."

This is nearly 10 minutes before 11 o'clock. It is obviously a bit early for lunch, but it is barely enough.

The three of Olaf ignored it, and with a tacit understanding, they showed their calm side and watched this man perform.

The mansion is very large, with many rooms and passages. The young man led three people through the house and across the corridors, wandering in an environment composed of luxurious furniture and cultural decorations with high artistic value.

This kind of environment is enough to make ordinary people feel ashamed while sighing, but Olaf is even more emotional at this time. What is displayed here is the cultural crystallization of human civilization, not half-orcs. A Gorman.

"William?" Olaf asked the young man aloud.

"Yes, Mr. Gorman, that's my name. I didn't expect you to remember it once, after all, when you first came here in the morning, you were a little out of sorts."

Olaf was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, and said straight to the point, "Is my uncle, Beom Gorman, here?"

"He is not here now. He went to Stormwind City with Miss Sares the day before yesterday to invite a well-known lawyer. I believe there is no need to explain why. I don't know the return date."

Sacco asked slightly mockingly, "What let you know we're coming?"

William explained to Sacco kindly, "It's not who, Miss Sares, she told me to take care of you and treat you as family."

Sacco said tit-for-tat, "So Miss Sares is a prophet?"

"She does have impressive spellcasting attainments, but I don't know anything about it, so I only know some superficial information, so I won't show it off, so as not to mislead you."

The question Olaf asked was relatively more on the point, "Who is Miss Sareth?"

"Mr. Samuel Sares's daughter, Mr. Sares bought this manor as a summer resort. One of the reasons is that the special environment here allows it to be free from outside disturbances, whether it is magic flying letters, Or the radio communication invented by the gnomes, it doesn’t work. In this way, you can not be disturbed by ordinary affairs. This place used to be part of the Dawn Forest, and the legend of the Dawn Forest must be known to the three.”

I do know that the Dawn Forest is a piece of pure land in the Twilight Forest area. It is in the shape of a huge crater, a basin isolated by a circle of nearly perfect round mountains, and a towering ancient tree in the center. An entrance to the Emerald Dreamland is located here. Garrisoned by green dragons, no outsiders are welcome, for whatever reason.

"In other words, the surname here is not Gorman." Olaf asked again.

"Yes, this is Sares Manor, but Mr. Sares has said in front of everyone more than once that he and Mr. Beom Gorman are very good friends, and Gorman is treated like a master here."

"So do you know the story about the deep friendship between the two?"

William shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know. Even if I know, I shouldn't talk too much about this kind of very personal information."

After being rebuked by William in a neither soft nor hard way. This trip is almost coming to an end. When passing through the corridor on the second floor, which is obviously an inner hall, Olaf pointed to the huge oil painting portrait of a figure prominently placed on the fireplace and asked, "That is Samuel Saray S?"

"No, that is a distant relative of Mr. Sares, a member of the ZTE Sares family, a very remarkable arcane mage. This painting is also the proud work of the most outstanding painter at that time. It is said to be very vivid. When the painting is completed, it has its own magical protection, and it has been many years."

Shaco, Yakali, and Olaf glanced at each other, and they all understood what the other meant. There was something wrong with this thing.

Sacco and Yakali were aware of the strangeness of the oil painting because of the perception of the extraordinary, and Olaf was because of the guidance of the ring grandfather Charon.

However, even if an ordinary person were to look at this painting casually, they would still be able to detect the abnormality. It has an indescribable charm, so that no one who passes by here can ignore it, and can't help but want to watch it, or even explore it.

William interpreted it as a legend that accompanies the creation of the painting. Olaf thinks such a statement is nonsense, but there are indeed psychic paintings in the world, and there are even some anecdotes and anecdotes about paintings that are extraordinary, although they are not as good as hp Those oil paintings of Hogwarts Castle in the world are so exaggerated, but they are also extraordinary.

"What's the name of this arcane master?" Olaf actually asked this question on behalf of Grandpa Charon, who thought that maybe Charon knew this seemingly unusual character.

"Feralion Sares!"

Charon really knows! However, he didn't interact with Olaf here, but just stabbed Olaf. According to the prior agreement between the two, this means that there is indeed information to remind him, but it is not convenient here.

The three of them came down to the balcony under the guidance of William. The scenery here is really good, the autumn is breezy, and the temperature is also suitable at this time. It is great to be able to eat in this environment, with the dual style of picnic in the countryside and formal high-end dinner.

William politely and courteously opened the chair for the only lady present, took off his coat, and said to everyone, "If there is any need, no matter what, just ring the bell, and the butler will come."

Yakali said in surprise, "I thought you were the housekeeper."

"No, I am a good friend of Miss Ella Sares."

Sacco asked tentatively, "Can we go to Zhuangzi in the afternoon?"

"Of course, as long as you come back before dinner." William explained with a smile, "The night here is not very friendly to people. Generally, everyone stays in the house tacitly."

"This kind of villa-style house can block the fangs and claws that are stronger than bears?" Sacco said again.

"Of course." William said with certainty, "After all, he is blessed, possessing the power left by a master of arcane arts."...

William left.

Olaf and his friends were sullen, and Olaf stopped the dishes that had already started. The appetizer soup that had been served was delicious, not inferior to Kane's food, but the three of them had no appetite.

There is a weirdness here and there, but the other party's series of responses have no major flaws, and they are not easy to get mad.

Besides, they didn't have the confidence to go crazy. After all, that basically means that the next step is to use violence to solve the problem.

"Damn, this kind of gameplay is really uncomfortable." Sacco couldn't help complaining.

Olaf also sighed, "Yeah, I've lived so long, and this is the first time I've met a human who treats a half-orc with this attitude. Although I'm sure there must be such a human in this world, it obviously shouldn't be in this kind of place."

Yakali said at this time, "You just don't want to accept it emotionally, because we have tacitly controlled the guy who controls the terrible dark monster, and they are with them. But don't forget what Brooks said last night, those Dark monsters and their masters do dirty work. These people have a different style. Now I can't help but ask? What style? Is it possible that there is no racism? Ordinary people should be different. Of course, I am not saying that they have no problem. I want to say that it is precisely because their perspective is different from ordinary people that they do not take human life seriously while not being racist. I don’t know Do you two understand what I mean?"

Olaf nodded, "Understood, you mean to say that they may really have no racial discrimination, but at the same time, they don't have the mainstream moral and ethical concepts in the human world, but we agree with these universal moral and ethical concepts, so we are incompatible with them." They're against each other."

When Saco heard this, he closed his mouth a few times, and he didn't know how to express his feelings. He just felt that it was pretty fucked up. He was thinking, according to this logic, who is wrong?

They, us, or the world?

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