Chapter 2472 Last Words

Sir Custis signed an open letter advocating the abolition of slavery many years ago. The servants of the Hermitage Manor are all hired workers. There is not a single black slave here, but in his hometown of Layton Port, there are many slaves The black slaves inherited from his parents are all having children now, and the population is quite prosperous.

On southern plantations, the offspring of cattle are still cattle, and the offspring of black slaves are still slaves to the master's family.

Sir Custis hoped that his daughter and son-in-law would release the black slaves under his name and give them some land to help them settle down.

As for the black slaves under the name of his daughter and son-in-law, he didn't force him, and let them handle it by themselves.

The lordship also had a wish, and asked Martha and George to send his body back to his hometown to be buried with his wife.

In this life, the person he felt sorry for most was his deceased wife, and he hoped that her spirit in heaven could forgive him.

After explaining the family affairs, the old man turned his gaze to Joan.

The young mage saw that the lord had something to say to him, so he held his hand and blessed the "myth link", so that he could communicate with himself spiritually without having to speak.

Sir Alex smiled in relief, and then sent out a telepathy.

"Joan, I still have two things to worry about, one of which is your 'Different Eye Seal'."

"Son, I'm sorry for my old friend Guillaume, I'm sorry for your parents... If I hadn't entrusted them to investigate the 'Notre Dame Chapel' in Castle Donning, your grandfather and parents would not have suffered bad luck, and neither would you I was born into this world with a curse." The old man said guiltily.

"Stop mentioning these old stories, sir, what we really have to fight against is the source of this curse."

"Yes, child, I have no time left. I can only count on you to fulfill my unfulfilled mission and unfulfilled wish in this life... Before that, I must first ensure your safety, and never let your holy Seal hatches holy beasts."

"My lord, I have been doing my best to suppress the evolution of the Holy Seal these years. In fact, Rebecca's situation makes me even more worried. She even figured out the trick to activate the Holy Seal by herself, and I am worried that this is a Bad omen."

Facing the dying old man, Qiao An had nothing to hide, and told all of his thoughts.

"Rebecca, you don't have to worry. She wears my lord's artifact to issue a card, which is enough to suppress the Holy Seal out of control, and you can suppress the Holy Seal only by your own willpower. This is not safe."

Sir Custis sighed, and went on:

"Son, mortals' power has its limits. If you meet a cleric who worships the 'Mother of Monsters' in the future, and the holy fetus in your body is forcibly awakened by the other party, I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress this evil bloodline with willpower alone."

The old man held Joan's hand, and suddenly a gentle power surged out of his pale and haggard fingers.

"The grace of the goddess is too extravagant for a dying person, child, I transfer this last divine grace to you, and the blessing of my lord Demos will block your blood bond with the evil god Ekadna , even if your holy seal evolves to the highest stage, it will not hatch a holy beast... Remember, my child, divine grace can only protect you alone, but cannot shade your descendants. The only way to eradicate the curse of blood is Try to destroy the evil god Ekadna..."

"My lord, you are so kind to me..." Joan was so moved that he almost choked up, but he felt uneasy, "But what about you? Without the protection of God, can you still suppress the holy seal in your body?"

"Unfortunately, this is my second hidden danger."

Sir Custis turned his head to look at the family members beside the hospital bed, and weakly motioned them to leave the bedroom, leaving Joan alone by his side, and had something to say to him alone.

Rebecca, Martha, George, and Heimdall looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, but they didn't ask any further questions, and obeyed the Lord's order and left the ward.

Joan closed the door and returned to the hospital bed, and Sir Custis' exhortation came to his mind.

"Son, after I die, the holy seal will lose its suppression, and it will burst out of my body and develop into a mythical and legendary holy beast."

"In order to avoid this catastrophe, you can't just watch me die, you must rush to end my life before I die... with your own hands."

Joan was dumbfounded.

Sir Custis what is this about, is it murder or suicide?

"Joan, I know this request is crazy, but I'm not crazy...in fact, I'm more lucid than ever."

The old man held the young mage's hand tightly with the remaining strength, his eyes full of hope.

"My child, my lord, the Queen of Karma... sent a divine revelation at the last moment of my life, enabling me to realize some secrets about you."

"I don't know exactly how you did it, but Shen Qi told me...you have mastered a mysterious power, and you can increase your own mythical rank by killing high-level mythical creatures and devouring the souls of each other. I didn't Guess wrong, right?"

Joan couldn't help but gasped.

This was the first time he had been seen through his deepest secrets. Fortunately, the other party was Sir Custis, the most unlikely person in the world who harbored ill intentions towards him.

Gently nodding his head, Joan frankly admitted Sir Alex's guess.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly relieved.

"It's easy to handle... My child, before I die and I can still suppress the holy beast in my body, kill me quickly!"

Joan bit his lip, the smell of blood lingered in his mouth, he shook his head with difficulty, unable to do anything.

"Joan, I know you are in a difficult situation, but this is the most sensible way. Killing me is equivalent to destroying the holy beast in my body, and helping me relieve my worries. By the way, you can also complete the trial and be promoted to an 8th-level mythical creature , what's wrong with that?"

"Son, you are a sensible person. Of course you know that eighth-level mythical creatures are very rare in this world, and all of them have legendary-level strength. Except for me... you will never find another one that can easily Killing the 8th-order mythical creature, you can complete the trial without risk, so why do you hesitate?!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, a blush appeared on his originally pale face.

Joan felt a strong dizziness, as if drowning in the vast sea, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

Sir Custis, a dying old man, thinks this is the wisest thing to do. However, cruelty and ruthlessness are often hidden behind the wise, and now these pressures are placed on the young mage, forcing him to become the so-called "wise man". lift" the executioner.

Standing in front of the dying old man's hospital bed, the scene in front of him reminded Qiao An of the scene before his grandfather's death, and the guilt surging in his heart made him feel so painful that he couldn't express it.

Six years ago, Joan had succumbed to his grandfather's request and handed him the deadly poison pill with his own hands.

Although this objectively helped my grandfather get rid of the pain and suffering, it left a scar in Qiao An's heart that could never heal when he was a boy. He still often relives that scene in nightmares, self-blame and regret piercing his heart like ten thousand arrows. , Every time he thinks about it, it hurts him so much.

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