five minutes later.
Fifteen miles south of Pompeii.
Nagarjuna and Zonghu appeared in "absolutely safe" locations away from Pompeii.
Neither of them spoke, and their expressions were a little ugly.
Among them, Zong Hu squatted on the ground, grabbing his left hand with his right hand. He could see that the entire palm of his left hand was covered by a ball of dark gray energy. The energy continued to erode the flesh and blood, causing the skin to carbonize and fall off bit by bit. At this time, Zong Hu used his magic power to try to expel the energy, but because the energy was very special, the efficiency was not high, so he could only operate slowly and patiently.
As for Nagarjuna, he didn't seem to have any injuries and everything was normal. At this time, he was looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, looking at the sky that was increasingly blackened by volcanic ash, as if he were looking at a beautiful oil painting - only in this way could he control the blood in his nose from flowing out.
After more than ten seconds passed, Longjun felt that he had finally removed a mass of energy from his nasal cavity and allowed the wound to heal successfully. He sniffed with a "sting" sound, and then lowered his head to look at Zong Hu.
Zong Hu also stood up at this time, looked over angrily, and said: "This time, it is entirely your responsibility. You have to explain it to me personally."
"I..." Long Shu opened his mouth to defend, but seeing Zong Hu's expression of wanting to hit someone, he spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, even if it's my fault. Didn't I not think of this? Who knows?" There are monsters hidden inside the volcano.”
"That's not a monster, I think it's a person." Zong Hu said with a dark face, "If I guess correctly, it should be a person who was seriously injured and close to death. Fortunately, the other party was seriously injured and close to death. , have no intention of fighting with us, otherwise our end will definitely be more serious than now."
"The other party is a human?" Longshu was stunned and frowned, "That shouldn't be the case. If the other party is a human, seriously injured and close to death, and can still suppress our two fourth-level wizards, then what level of full strength must the other party have?
Are they really the legendary old monsters who secretly broke through to level five wizards? However, what are those old monsters doing in the volcano if they are not hiding in their own secret rooms? For free heating? It’s only September now, so it’s not too cold…”
"Okay." Zong Hu interrupted Longshu in a funny and angry way, "I also have some doubts about this, and I'm not 100% sure. But no matter what, just tell me the situation, sir. Naturally Know how to deal with it.”
"Okay." Longshu responded somewhat dullly, then realized something, looked at Zong Hu and asked, "What about you? Listen to what you mean, are you not going to go back with me to see the adults?"
"I just thought that there is another small task that I need to supervise and execute. I will go back after the execution is completed."
"True or not? You're not going to get away from me and then be lazy..." Longshu said with suspicion, and then met Zong Hu's glaring eyes.
"Okay." Nagarjuna made a gesture of surrender, "Isn't it okay if I'm joking? You have a mission, so go ahead and do it. I'll go back right away."
As he spoke, Longshu turned around and left. Zong Hu said worriedly behind him: "Don't ever go back to the volcano again, otherwise no one will be able to save you if something happens again."
"knew."
Nagarjuna responded impatiently, stepped on his feet, flew into the sky, and quickly disappeared into the northern sky.
Zong Hu withdrew his gaze and flew towards the south.
…
On this day, the sun quietly crossed the center line in the sky and set in the west.
In the afternoon, near dusk.
Outside Jialan City, Blue Lake Manor.
From a side building of the manor, the butler Gallie walked out and walked toward the stables in the distance. First, he checked the condition of the horses to see if they were sick, and then checked the fodder warehouse to confirm if there was any fire risk.
Although it was September and the weather was getting cooler, the air was getting drier. A spark could cause a raging fire, and a mistake could cause the entire manor to be destroyed.
For Gallie, he cherished the hard-won opportunity to be a housekeeper. He knew that with his ability, it would be difficult for him to be a housekeeper assistant in other aristocratic families, so he worked very hard and did not want to make mistakes or let the owner of the manor —Richard is disappointed.
Therefore, he walked around the manor for a long time, making sure that there were no problems in the stables, barn, kitchen and other places before walking back to his room.
There was still some time before dinner, so he decided to calculate today's expenses before eating.
It seems that Master Richard hasn't been back for a while, and I don't know what Master Richard's current situation is... Gallie thought, stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked into his room. As soon as I walked in, I glanced around and couldn't help but be startled when I saw a letter suddenly appearing on the table in the room.
This is…
Gallie blinked. He remembered clearly that before leaving, the table was empty. Could it be that during this time, someone entered his room and put down this letter
With some surprise, Gallie walked to the table, carefully opened the letter, and looked at the contents on the paper.
The content of the letter is relatively concise, probably because his literacy level is not very high and there are no complicated vocabulary, so that he can fully understand it.
After understanding it, the table with added columns becomes extremely complicated.
The letter was written in the name of Richard. Richard said that due to some special circumstances, he would be away for a long time, ranging from a year to several years.
Richard told him that he had several different choices during the short time he left.
The first option is to dismiss all the manor staff and leave with the manor staff with the severance package that has been prepared long ago - the amount will not be small, and it can guarantee life for at least the next few years.
The second option is to continue to be his housekeeper and use the money left to maintain the normal operation of the manor. This will have certain risks and is also difficult. However, when Richard comes back, he will definitely be rewarded accordingly.
Correspondingly, there is also a third option, which is to sell off the manor, embezzle the property, and go on the run. In this case, there must be punishment.
So which one to choose
After Jialie read it, he thought silently for a long time.
Regarding the third choice, he did not have the courage to choose. The only hesitation was whether to choose the first or the second.
He tends to choose the second one. As mentioned before, he cherishes the opportunity to be a butler. But Richard would be away for a year or even several years this time, which made him feel a little unsure.
Without Richard's support, over time, can he still control the rest of the people in the manor? Can he cope with the troubles ahead? The most important thing is, can he really guarantee that in a few years, an intact or even better manor will be handed over to Richard
If he can't, he might as well choose the first one.
Gallie thought, dragging out the brazier from the corner of the room, quickly burning the letter and envelope into ashes, pouring water and stirring it with a wooden stick a few times to ensure that no one could see that this was one of Richard's requests on the letter. one.
Richard said that after reading the letter, no matter what choice he made, he would burn the letter immediately. Also, don't mention this letter to anyone. If someone asks about Richard's whereabouts, there is no need to hide it. They should honestly say they don't know - and they really don't know, after all, it wasn't mentioned in the letter.
So, which one to choose
Gallie stared at the ashes crushed in the brazier and floating in the water, and thought about it for a long time.
Finally, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.