George was stunned for a moment. If he read it right, this man was at least about the same age as him, and judging from his stubborn beard, he might be a little older than him.
Still calling him uncle? !
Don't say that George was stunned, Jordan and Dulu both looked over in surprise.
"Who are you, I don't have a junior as big as you." George's sword still didn't put down, and the tip of the sword went even further.
"Uncle George, you are still as alive as you were before." Angel continued.
But this time, George's expression suddenly changed. Because he heard a voice that was completely different from before, clear and sweet, like a gurgling stream, and like a gentle mountain; it brought him back to a few years ago, and it seemed that there was someone calling him with this accent.
However, in his memory, that person was a short man who liked to drink milk.
But the person in front of him, sloppy inside, with wrinkled clothes and sallow skin, was completely different from the person he remembered.
"Who are you?" George frowned and looked at Angel with suspicion.
Angel smiled slightly, and the light around his body suddenly disappeared, as if the mirror was shattered, and there were countless cracks. Between light and shadow, dreamy.
In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, the mirror was completely shattered.
A handsome man in an elegant black dress, a short cap, and a blood-red liner and a dark cloak appeared in front of everyone.
Delicate to the extreme black, it forms a strong contrast with fair skin.
Angel took off his hat, revealing soft short golden hair, and said with a smile: "Uncle George, stay safe."
George sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at those blue eyes like the clear sky, his cheeks were shaking with excitement, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"An An... Anger? You are Anger!"
George was so excited that he wanted to rush over and hug Angel, but looking at him dressed elegantly, it seemed that his style of hugging Angel was wrong. He could only squeeze Angel's hand excitedly, expressing the excitement in his heart.
"Uncle George, it's me."
"You've grown up, be good!" George looked at Angel up and down: "Didn't you say you went to the capital to study? Why haven't you come back all these years... Also, why did you suddenly change just now?"
Angel: "Oh? Did my brother tell me that I went to school?"
"Didn't you go to school? Didn't you mean Gorse Royal Academy?"
Angel put on his hat, "I'm going to go to school, but it's not in the Old Land Continent. I went to go to school in other continents. As for what I learn, it's these little tricks."
The broken mirror is reunited, and the image of the lazy uncle is back.
"This is… "
"This is an illusion, a trick to deceive your eyes." Angel explained simply.
"Oh." George didn't understand, but nodded subconsciously, and then dragged Angel into the living room: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's not as mellow as before. When I get back, Raise it well. I happened to hunt a wild boar yesterday, come in quickly and I'll make it up for you."
"Uncle George's craftsmanship, I haven't tasted it for a long time. But I'm not busy, I have to go home first when I come back." Angel: "Just now, I saw that the Jordan guard seemed to have something to hide from the Pat Manor, Don't know what exactly happened?"
Mentioning Pat Manor, George's expression also changed.
Seeing this, Angel was even more worried in his heart, and quickly said: "What happened, did something happen to my brother?"
George shook his head: "Don't worry, your brother should be fine."
"Should? Why use uncertain words."
"Come in and take a sip first, I'll explain it to you." George said as he led Angel into the inner hall.
"Dad... uh, sheriff! Is he the young master of Pat Manor?" Jordan asked secretly while taking advantage of the gap.
When George saw Jordan came in, he roared, "What's your business! Why are you still here, you stinky brat, hurry back to watch!"
Jordan moved for a while, and responded slackly: "I see."
After Jordan left, George went to fetch water. Angel and Du Lu sat cross-legged by the fire in the center of the room. Angel's expression was silent, and his eyes looked at the south from time to time, where is the location of Pat Manor.
Dulu maintained a "shocked" expression, with a look of astonishment. After a while, he came back to his senses: "Lord Pat, was that your real face just now?"
Angel just glanced at him coldly and didn't answer. In the intimidation of his eyes, Dulu explained in horror: "I just think, I didn't expect the president to be so good-looking."
"Anger looked better when he was a child, and the beads were round and smooth." George smiled and served two cups of milk tea. He knew that Angel didn't like to presume that he liked drinking milk in front of outsiders, so he just served tea, but nothing Say.
Du Lu did not dare to answer at this time, glanced at Angel in fear, lowered his head and consciously drank tea, disguising himself as a transparent person.
"Uncle George, what happened to Pat Manor?" Angel's expression was serious. Just when Dulu questioned him earlier, he stared at Pat Manor. Feeling an obvious strange breath, and this breath seems to have found his gaze, a powerful energy suddenly penetrated the clouds and mist, and glanced at him lightly.
Although soon, the other party backed away. But that kind of stare made Angel feel a little tricky.
Most importantly, this feeling of being stared at clearly comes from Pat Manor.
His previous hunch was right, something really happened to Pat Manor.
George sighed: "Oh, I don't know where to start. Actually, what happened to Pat Manor, we don't know, because Pat Manor was closed three years ago when the recovery month started. ."
"Closed the garden? Could it be that no one has come out since then?"
"Of course someone came out, otherwise we would have reported to Watford long ago." George paused: "The so-called closed park means that no outsiders are allowed to trespass except those from Pat Manor. By the way. , do you remember Edgar?"
"Remember, Edgar seems to be the old hunter on the south side of town."
"Yes, Edgar's son Sam, the bastard, came back a few years ago. He was rebellious. He heard that outsiders were not allowed to enter the Pat Manor. Pat Manor." At this moment, George's expression suddenly became heavy: "The next morning, we found Sam's body near the manor."
"When he saw Sam's body, Edgar the old hunter instantly aged ten years. He left Gru Town and heard that he went to other provinces... I don't know how it is now. However, since that day , no one dares to commit the ban again.”
"Murdering so recklessly is definitely not my brother's character." Angel frowned, guessing in his heart, could it be related to the strange aura he was watching before
"We were weird too, but it happened."
"What you said is that outsiders can't go in. After the people from Pat Manor came out, didn't you ask?" Angel asked.
"Of course I asked, but no one said anything."
Angel recalled the servants in the family. In Angel's impression, they were all kind and kind people. Especially Oli and other maids, who love gossip, are by no means indifferent.
"Are you sure they are still the same people as before, have their personalities, conversations, and habits changed?"
"I don't know what Angel you suspect, but they must be the people from the past. Although the frequency of coming out is much less than before, there is no change in their behavior." George paused: "Only as long as we ask about the manor They all kept their mouths shut. However, after everyone saw that they were living as usual, they didn't care."
"No change at all?"
"Indeed not."
"Then my brother, has he ever appeared?" Angel asked again.
"Of course there are. But the frequency of coming out is not high. Sometimes it only comes out once every half a year. Basically, it is to inspect the vassals and condolences to some people in the town. It is because the Viscount will show up that Gru Town can maintain its current stability. ."
"My brother hasn't changed either?"
George pondered for a moment: "It doesn't seem to be, it has become more majestic than before. But that's normal, after all, after taking over the title, I really have to put away the character that was escaping in the past."
Angel: "In those years, it's impossible that no one has gone to my brother, right?"
George shrugged: "Someone is looking for it, but it's useless. Even if the servants come out to report the letter, the Viscount will not necessarily come out. Just because the Viscount's coming out time is uncertain, we can't enter the manor to make a message. That's why Jordan will dissuade you."
The news from George made Angel a little relieved. From the current point of view, at least the family is fine. But the doubts in his heart were not explained.
Why is the park closed? Why are the servants so secretive about the affairs of the manor? Also, what is the strange atmosphere entrenched in the manor
The manor began to change in the month of recovery three years ago. At that time, he should have left the Old Land Continent on the Bauhinia, before even leaving the Baleen Sea.
In other words, not long after he walked from Gru Town on his front foot, an accident happened on his back foot. What happened here
"You don't doubt what happened to the manor at all?" Angel asked again.
George's face changed several times, and finally he sighed: "Even if there is doubt, it's useless, we can't go in after all. Anyway, people in the town are talking about the manor's discoloration, so they just don't talk about it, just live their own life. At least. , the viscount's taxation of the territory is the same as before, and he has not exploited everyone."
Angel thought for a moment and stood up.
"Uncle George, he will stay with you first. I'm going to go back to the manor to see the situation." Angel pointed to Dulu and said to George.
George frowned: "But, the manor is closed now, will you just go in like this..."
"Pat Manor is closed, but outsiders are not allowed to enter, but don't forget my identity."
George was right to think about it, Angel was the young master of Pat Manor, and it was nothing more than the others. No matter what, he could go in, and George would not stop him when he thought of it.
After Angel left, George looked at Dulu, who had his head down and said nothing, and asked curiously: "I just saw that you respect Angel, and you call him Lord, what is your relationship with him? ? What kind of tricks he has learned over the years, and what are they... "
George asked a lot of questions, but Dulu didn't dare to answer a single question, and said bitterly: "These things must be kept secret. I can't answer without the permission of Lord Pat."
George took a serious look at Dulu, saw his firm eyes, and finally gave up the questioning.
George stopped asking, but Dulu said curiously: "Lord Pat looks quite young, how old is he this year?"
George thought for a while, "I remember Angel was just fourteen years old when he left. Now, he should be almost eighteen years old."
eighteen? Is it the same age as him? !