Looking at this huge sum of money in front of him, the debt owed to the Duke's Chamber of Commerce has finally been settled. Maybe he can use the extra money to buy some good things from the Duke.
After confirming the huge amount of money stored in the vault, William turned around and looked at the various treasures stored in the Greedy Treasure House.
The most conspicuous one is undoubtedly the cross sword that Grid uses the most and is his favorite. The overall look is like the cross that Yi Chen often saw in his previous life.
After thousands of years of infection with the blood plague, it has been forcibly transformed into Grid's exclusive weapon.
With Grid's death, the cross sword with the treasure label was automatically retrieved and stored in the glass display case in the center of the treasure house.
When William tried to take the three-meter-long cross sword... As soon as he grasped the hilt, blood-colored spikes pierced through the back of his hand, obviously rejecting him.
This is normal. The Blood Cross Sword has been tamed by Grid for many years and only recognizes his blood. Even the other seven marquises cannot use it normally.
William held it in his hand with a try-it attitude, ignoring the piercing of his palm.
"Try using the epilepsy brain to see if it can tame the blood components inside the sword. If it doesn't work, just soak it in black liquid."
When the epileptic brain generates directional pulses to cover the sword body, trying to forcibly control the blood inside the sword body.
Buzz~ A memory scene stored in the sword was accidentally captured.
"Angel… "
William looked at the group of humanoids with wings of light on their backs flying above the clouds in the memory scene, and uttered this term based on Yi Chen's memories of his lifetime.
This cross-shaped sword came from an archangel.
At the beginning, he led a group of angel troops to participate in the war in the old world. He killed a large number of sick people along the way, but was accidentally attacked from behind by Grid.
Even so, Grid consumed a large amount of treasures in the treasury before killing it.
At this time, Yi Chen's voice came from his head: "Oh~ As expected, even angels, a creature of mythology, participated in the war? The united army invading the old world is really interesting."
"Yi Chen, do you know anything?"
"Of course I know a little bit~ But, you will be able to figure these things out slowly when you return to the world before my death. It's just that it's not good to hear my oral account, and even I don't fully understand the situation over there.
After all, I have always been in a restrained state, whether inside or outside the orphanage, and my understanding of the world has always been restricted by the special groups and organizations around me.
Until I was forced to cross over here and fell on you.
Once you have dealt with the current situation and are ready, try to find a way to "transfer the world."
"Um."
"This sword is not suitable for you... Give it away or sell it.
This kind of equipment belonging to angels often has sacred and righteous attributes. The forced soaking in the blood plague has caused structural damage to the sword. If you still want to force it to change or even soak it in dead fluid, you will only end up with a pile of scrap metal. "
"knew."
William did not have many characteristics and talents at the blood level. After confirming that he could not control the cross sword, he returned it to its place and set his sights on other treasures.
Soon they found the monastery chain that Grid had used at the last minute.
"This chain should be just a "normal" one, not as good as the "needle chain" I use to torture prisoners... But I should be able to use it."
When William reached out and touched it, the needle-pierced iron chains in his body immediately became active, quickly wrapping around this ordinary iron chain and squeezing out the essence of pain from it.
In less than a minute, the iron chain stored in the treasure house had turned into scrap metal.
By sucking the essence of the iron chain,
The needle chains in William's body were fully activated. A large number of needles were evenly spaced on the surface of his skin, presenting a "painful posture". Even his gentleman's clothing automatically adapted to the pain and turned into a close-fitting, jet-black leather jumpsuit.
If Asimov saw this gesture, he would probably have strange thoughts about William.
"Hmm? The chains can actually absorb each other... or is it only the needle chains on my body that can do that? After all, when the needle chains were connected to my body, they merged with the plant disease, and were subsequently affected by the umbilical cord and life.
If only I could do it, it might be interesting to go to the monastery someday.”
William checked the inventory in the treasury, nodding secretly from time to time, "I didn't expect that Grid had such good taste and set very high standards. The things here are basically top-grade... Even if I can't use them, I can give them to my students in the future."
William couldn't wait to go to the Duke to pay off his debts and ask the Chamber of Commerce to help estimate the total value of the treasure house.
Standing back at the gate, I took in the greedy treasure trove before me.
"Not to mention the things stored inside, the treasure house itself is very valuable. Carrying such a storage space with you will make many things very convenient."
William also brought his suitcase in so that he could use it at any time without having to worry about it being damaged during the battle.
Buzz!
Leaving the treasure house and returning to the hospital.
William looked at the ring on his finger, and finally took it off and put it in his pocket.
"Go check on Jin... She was badly injured because of my last instructions."
When William walked out of his ward with an apologetic look on his face, all the doctors and apprentices on the current floor stopped and stared at him with wide eyes in silence.
Until one of them called out his name: "Mr. William."
The name spread quickly, and even some gentlemen who were hospitalized forced themselves to walk out of the ward, wanting to take a look at this true gentleman, this genius who was able to kill the Seventh Marquis at such a young age.
"Mr. William, thank you for everything you have done for the organization."
"Mr. William, this is a gift I prepared in advance. Can you accept it?"
"Mr. William, can you sign an autograph for me? It would be best if it's on your stomach, but if not, your butt will do."
The current floor was soon surrounded by people, and William could hardly move.
Until a sharp, bone-scratching voice came from the elevator entrance, "Don't disturb William, let him come over."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd made way for a path leading to the elevator entrance.
Dr. Asimov, with his mouth and nose covered by a ring-shaped collar, was standing at the elevator entrance. William took this opportunity to quickly move over and got on the elevator with him, heading to the intensive care unit on the top floor.
Before William could ask, Asimov spoke first:
“The reason why Cancer Palace is the largest source of the epidemic is that every Tumor Knight is like an immortal cockroach. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be perfectly healed after a period of time.
The same goes for your friends, don’t worry.”
"Thank you, Dr. Asimov."
"You were able to kill Grid. It was probably a coincidence, right? Well done. I thought the organization would definitely lose this time, but I didn't expect it to be this good. When I go back, I will ask the monastery to re-evaluate the importance of the organization.
Besides, this is also the main reason why I came to you.
I can feel the chains in your body are unusually active. Have you ever thought about going to the monastery with me? Anyway, you have been removed from the wanted list now, so if you go with me, it will just be a simple tour."
William smiled to himself, he knew exactly what the so-called 'visit' meant.
As the largest prison in the Old World and also the area with the highest security, it is impossible to visit it just like that.
Just when William was trying to find an excuse to refuse, Ding Dong! The elevator arrived. It was not at the top floor... but someone pressed the elevator button on the middle floor.
A 'corpse' walked in.
The corpse had his eyes covered with a black cloth, and his pale hands were hanging slightly in front of him. He was standing right between William and Asimov.
A dangerous atmosphere permeated the small elevator room.
"Teacher..." William gently called out this long-lost title.
The 'corpse' did not answer, but slowly raised his clenched right arm.
William was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He began to call upon the star power in his body, preparing to forcibly transfer the teacher away... Once the hospital was destroyed, a large number of gentlemen including Jin would suffer secondary injuries.
He swung his fist and lightly touched Asimov's arm.
"Long time no see, Asimov."
"Almost twenty years, Captain Zedd."
"You really chose to stay in the monastery? It seems that you are doing quite well."
"What else? I can't escape by force like you... When I chose to accept the chains and the rules of the monastery from the bottom of my consciousness, I felt."
"Would you like to have dinner together later?"
"Okay, I'll be back tomorrow."
Such a casual and casual chat shocked William who was standing by.