Gerald also saw Union cavalry approaching.
After casting a reassuring look at Jason, he just opened the car door and walked down.
The followers who gathered around the carriage in an orderly manner immediately changed their formation, half of them stood behind Gerrard, a quarter of them scattered on both sides, and the remaining quarter continued to defend the carriage.
Beaufort motioned to Gerrard, and after Gerrard nodded, he took his two adjutants to meet him.
Or…
Blocked in front of the cavalry team.
With an impeccable smile, the Chief of Security of Hans Harbor looked at the blocked cavalry team, and his eyes searched for the leader among them.
Soon, the Chief of Public Security found his target.
It's not difficult.
Even the guys who call themselves the 'new nobles' claim to be fair and honest, but most of the time, they still choose to be different.
Whether it is the texture of the clothes or the accessories, they are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Hi, I'm the Chief of Security of Hans Harbor, Beaufort."
"May I ask you are?"
Burft asked politely.
"I am Baron Sindel."
The other party returned the salute.
As he said that, he took off his military cap, revealing the sparse top of his head, which made the other party look like he should be about 30 years old, but turned into 40 in an instant. A lot older.
Continuously rushing, several horses ran to death, but still failed to catch up, which made Sindel very annoyed.
At the same time, he became more and more dissatisfied with Mallor.
If the opponent was not already dead, he would definitely hang him up and beat him.
There's nothing wrong with hunting down the 'cathole' heir.
But why involve the cousin of Hans Harbor Master
Although he didn't realize this at first, it didn't stop Sindel from cursing Mallor.
Who would have thought that a graduate of a 'Griffin Camp' far away in Jedalon would be the master of Hans Harbor
Even if they were all Gerrard, who would have discovered this before adding Hans
In other words, I dare not even think about it.
If Mallore's adjutant hadn't been careful enough, I'm afraid those bastards would have made irreparable mistakes.
And now
Not to the worst step.
But not great either.
Everything needs him to deal with.
Therefore, the new aristocrat lowered his profile.
"I want to meet Lord Gerald and Lord Jason."
"There are some things that were misunderstood and I want to explain."
Saying that, Sindel bowed again.
The smile on Beaufort's face remained unchanged, but his words firmly refused.
"terribly sorry."
"Master Gerald and Lord Jason are not here."
Standing not far behind were Gerald and Jason, but the chief of security lied without blinking.
Baron Sindel, on the other hand, seemed blind and couldn't see Gerald and Jason in the distance.
"So that's how it is."
"Then I will pay a visit later."
After finishing speaking, the new nobleman saluted again, got on his horse, and left just like that.
It's simpler than Jason imagined.
So simple that Gerrard didn't need to come forward at all.
But the entourage just now cannot report at will.
Subconsciously, Jason began to look around intently.
Soon, the perception was more than three times that of ordinary people, and Jason discovered something different.
Less than 20 meters away from his team, there was a faint sound of breathing. The opponent obviously had special skills. If Jason hadn't searched ahead of time, he might have ignored the sound of breathing.
Jason instinctively held the machete and the 'Winchester Brothers'.
Even with Gerald's guarantee, Jason still believed in himself.
Gerald noticed his cousin's movements.
But did not discourage.
On the contrary, the cousin nodded appreciatively.
"Jason, you have to remember."
"In Hans Harbor, if you find anyone plotting evil...you can kill them without mercy!"
"I said!"
After the words fell, Gerald pulled out the long sword of the attendant beside him, and threw it directly.
Woo!
puff!
The long sword poured into the hidden body, nailing the opponent to the ground, revealing the gray-black cloak.
"Gerald, how dare you..."
The spies of the 'Renaissance Society' struggled to say something, but Beaufort had already chopped off the opponent's head with a sword.
However, things didn't end there.
A sudden gust of wind blew across the moor, and an angry voice came from within.
"Gerald, don't you..."
"roll!"
Before the angry voice finished speaking, Gerald let out a low growl, and then shouted unceremoniously: "You bastards are not welcome at Hans Harbor! If I find out that you dare to appear in Hans Harbor and In the surrounding area, I will blow up your lair!"
Woo!
The wind blowing in the wilderness instantly became violent.
But it soon subsides.
It seemed that the other party suppressed his anger.
Then, the wind will leave.
But at this moment, Gerald spoke again.
"besides!"
"If my cousin suffers any unknown harm!"
"I'll blow up your lair too!"
The wind blows forward.
It was as if he hadn't heard Gerald's words.
But Jason could clearly feel that the warm air was a bit colder.
That is killing intent!
Killing intent from the voyeurs of the 'Renaissance Society'.
However, Jason cared more about his cousin than the peeper's killing intent.
Seems to be very familiar with the 'Renaissance Society'!
and…
There is also a power that makes the 'Renaissance Society' extremely fearful.
This made Jason, who had seen the power of the 'Renaissance Council' and the ability of the 'Piper', a little more curious.
After returning to the carriage and starting the carriage again, Gerald took the initiative to say:
"The world is far wider than what you see... It's weird!"
"A lot of things are far more complicated than imagined."
"Just the tip of the iceberg, as you learned at 'Gryphon Camp' in Ger'danron."
"True core, they would never inform a 'civilian'."
Speaking of this, Gerald had a sneer on his face, but quickly restrained himself.
"Of course, after they know you are my cousin."
"It's even more impossible to teach you real knowledge."
"but… "
"I will teach you!"
"It's more comprehensive than theirs and more suitable for you!"
Gerrard made a promise.
real knowledge
About genre
still…
Jason subconsciously thought of 'weird'.
Then, he immediately shook his head, throwing out the thoughts in his mind.
He didn't want to be 'sugared' again.
At this time, after the carriage had passed through several blocks of Hans Harbor, a mansion was already in sight.
A group of people gathered in front of the mansion and waited patiently.
When they saw the carriage, they immediately surrounded it.
"Look, Jason, they've been waiting for a long time."
"Maybe you don't remember."
"But they are all our relatives."
Gerald pointed at the people who surrounded him and said with a smile.
Jason looked at these people, they were dressed differently.
There are cloth clothes and cloth shoes, as well as dresses and leather shoes.
There are men and there are women.
There are dozens of people in different heights, short, fat and thin.
Although there were a large number of people, they had the same expression when they looked at Jason who walked down with Gerald.
envious.
envy.
besides…
malicious!
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Maliciousness is like a knife like a sword.
Sharp, stinging.
Jason squinted his eyes slightly, and scanned the people who thought they were hiding well and wore false smiles, as if they saw those seemingly innocent people in the 'city that never sleeps'.
Usually timid.
When it is profitable, they will pounce on you like jackals and bite you until they tear off a piece of your flesh and blood.
When the original Jason encountered such a person, he was always helpless, and even suffered a loss twice.
And now
He knows exactly what he should do.
"It's hot in Hans Harbor."
Jason said so.
As he spoke, he took off his coat.
The machetes, 'Winchester Brothers', MF92, UZ submachine gun, and Mark M1 hidden under the coat were revealed one after another.
Suddenly, the atmosphere froze.
The malice receded like the tide.
Gerald looked at his cousin who was covered in weapons in surprise.
Then there was a smile.
The master of the harbor didn't think it was too much.
Because, for these relatives, he also has no good impression.
If it hadn't been for his mother's insistence, he wouldn't have invited anyone but his cousin.
After all, in his memory, these people were just people who had names but couldn't remember them clearly, and some of them were just heard of.
Denise was also surprised.
However, the starting point of the dead girl is different.
It was curious how Jason hid so many weapons on his body.
Don't you feel sick
besides…
What do you do when you go to the toilet
Subconsciously, the dead girl wanted to ask.
But when Jason glanced over with menacing eyes, he shut his mouth obediently.
Well, don't ask now.
Ask quietly for a while.
The dead girl thought so.
After that everything became quite peaceful.
After a simple exchange of greetings and a brief introduction, everyone dispersed.
Gerald led Jason and Denise to their room.
It was on the fourth floor of the main building. In the main building with five floors in total, the fifth floor belonged to Gerald. His mother had already moved to another residence.
The first floor is the servants' rooms, including male and female butlers and guards, all on the first floor.
The second floor is the guest room, full of those relatives.
The third floor is the banquet hall, where Gerald's wedding will be held.
The fourth floor is the VIP guest room, only truly distinguished guests can live here, and it is now the residence of Jason and Denise.
"This room is yours, Jason."
"Denise, your room is next door."
Gerald introduced, and then, taking advantage of Denise not paying attention, Gerald whispered to Jason: "Pay attention to that small door in the room."
Then, a man's smile appeared.
"You guys take a break first."
"At dinner time, I will ask the butler to call you."
After speaking, Gerald walked towards the fifth floor.
When going upstairs, Gerald also made a cheering gesture to Jason.
Jason frowned, turned and walked into the room.
big!
This was Jason's first impression, and then it was: luxury!
In the wide hall, under the huge crystal lamp, there are tea tables and sofas. There is no dust in the tidy fireplace, and a sail oil painting is hung above it.
The thick blanket, when stepped on, has a feeling of sinking.
There are shoe cabinets and hangers at the entrance.
After hanging up his coat, Jason checked the room one by one.
Hall, bedroom, study room, separate bathroom, and an entertainment room with a pool table and a wine cabinet.
And the little door that Gerald mentioned was in the bedroom.
Before Jason opened the door to investigate, the small door opened.
Denise, with an excited face, ran in.
"Huh!"
"Your bedroom is bigger than mine?"
"However, the wardrobe is not as big as mine!"
“The scenery is also very nice!”
"You can actually see the beach from here!"
Denise was running around in Jason's bedroom like having fun.
Jason grabbed Denise by the nape of her neck.
"Go back to your room."
"You are not allowed to come here without my permission."
"besides… "
"Write again to tell your parents that you are safe."
As Jason said, he threw Denise over, and then closed and locked the small door heavily.
Then, after thinking about it, he moved the bedside table over and put it behind the door.
After doing all this, Jason heard a knock on the door from the direction of the small door.
"Jason, let's go to the beach together!"
"it's beautiful there!"
Denise's energetic voice sounded.
"No."
After Jason finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the study in the guest room.
When he was investigating just now, he found that there were many books there.
He didn't expect any records of mysteries or anecdotes. All Jason needed were some books that ordinary people could read. He needed to use these books to understand the world better.
After knocking on the small door several times, there was no more movement.
Denise's cheerful footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Obviously, Jason's refusal didn't make the dead girl any depressed.
Or there is.
only…
Turn around and forget.
At the moment, all it has left is the expectation of the seashore.
Refused to be accompanied by the waiter, Denise bounced towards the beach.
When the sand poured into the shoes, Denise quickly took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the beach. After a while, a series of footprints appeared on the beach. They were long and most of them disappeared into the sea.
Cheerful laughter continued to appear on the beach in the afternoon along with the waves.
"Castle~Castle~"
Denise has long wanted to build a castle on the beach.
It's a pity that it is too poor to make up enough travel expenses.
However, even if it can afford the travel expenses, there is a high probability that it will buy novels.
Therefore, Denise especially cherished this 'free' experience.
Therefore, it carefully piled up the castle.
But it was obvious that Denise didn't have the talent in this area. It originally wanted to have a castle with a pointed roof, but it was a pity that the piled one looked like a short and flat column.
Denise squatted there, flattening her mouth a little bit aggrieved.
It worked hard.
But still didn't do it.
Originally, he planned to show off to Jason.
But such a castle must...
Just when Denise was thinking about how to change, a foot suddenly stepped on it, and the ugly castle instantly turned into a beach of sand.
The owner of the sole of the foot slowly withdrew his foot.
Holding his shoulders, he looked down at Denise who was squatting there.
"Sorry."
"I didn't see you in this pile of sand."
With an insincere apology, the other party let out a chuckle.
The two women following each other also laughed at the same time.
"It's really naive, it's so big that it still piles up sand."
"Look at that ugly straw hat. You must have made it yourself."
"And the sarong and linen shoes, I don't know how long I've been wearing them."
"I really don't know how to get into Lord Gerald's mansion, and I still live on the fourth floor."
The vicious words were full of jealousy.
Denise looked at the three of them.
For them, it has impressions.
Seems to be Jason's relative.
Jason hated them.
Denise stood up slowly, and the three girls immediately surrounded her.
They didn't want it to end like this.
As it happens, neither does Denise.
crunch.
Amidst the groans of the bones, Denise's body kept twisting, and her complete body became mutilated in the breath, and the white sarong was stained with blood.
Its head drooped slightly, and its long tied-up hair was scattered along with the invisible wind, hanging down in front of its face, revealing only one bloodshot eye, staring closely at the three people.