After all, Darent hadn't done anything excessive. Even if she could apply for a replacement, she couldn't guarantee that the new partner would have a better temper than him. What else can be done? Just let him. "I also want to eat the pork chops you made." As a result, the first words Darent said when he entered the door made her laugh. "no!" Glancing at him unhappily, Hitzfeld went upstairs angrily, his steps making a thudding sound. She fried eight pieces yesterday and made them as a midnight snack. In the end, she didn't get to eat any of it! That bastard ate it all! She was not satisfied with this and she didn’t know how someone could be so shameless?
"Let's be serious." Still in the study, Darent first glanced at the table. It was filled with books and documents, and next to it was an open notebook filled with densely written words. He couldn't help but look up to the girl. It’s okay to not be able to sleep. But not everyone can persist in studying late into the night every day. "Because you gave Mr. Gebrina a special calming incense yesterday... I didn't know you had this skill. He seemed to have a good sleep and was very energetic when he got up." "Ah." "So you should know what's going on. I want to ask you what your plan is." He tilted his head and stared at her. "Do you want to stay here and wait for the call from the capital, or do you want to go on a public-funded trip with me first?" "the latter." Hitzfeld didn't hesitate. Speaking of which, when the lady was still alive, she had confided to Xia Yibing that she wanted to travel around to see the customs and experiences of different places. I don’t want to go now, not because I really don’t want to go, but—— how to say. Here are some memories that she can't let go. But she couldn't always do that. The lady has given everything to fight the evil curse, and if she has even the slightest desire to inherit this ambition, then she can't continue to stay in her comfort zone.
She wants to change herself. Darent was very satisfied with the answer he expected. He began to explain to the girl what the next steps would be today. Accompanied by him, at noon, Hitzfeld received a group of 25 people, and watched helplessly as they moved 90% of the books in the cellar away. The broken and unusable pen was also carefully put into the bag and put away. “It’s all protection.” Darent comforted her. "These books are also legally yours. They will be transported to the library and placed together with the Dawson Society's inheritance." "what about me." Hitzfeld asked him back. "I—you won't protect me?" "We have the means to protect you." Darent puffed out his chest. "Even if you run to the Misty Sea, nothing will happen to you. Don't worry!" Hitzfeld didn't believe it at all. But having freedom is a good thing, and she doesn't care why these people indulge her. Next there will be the second group and the third group. They all undoubtedly came from the Wheel of Fortune. Hitzfeld kept looking at them and trying to see what was special about them, but unfortunately, no matter how he looked at them, they just looked like ordinary workers. But their professional ability is indeed good. He could turn the house upside down, and then put everything back the way it was before. Hitzfeld knew that they were thoroughly investigating whether there were any remnants of the curse in the house. It was already after three in the afternoon when everything was over. Just when Hitzfeld was getting a little impatient, Darent suggested going to the manor again. "What are you doing there?" Hitzfeld was reluctant. There...to be honest, that is her sad place. She felt uncomfortable whenever she saw the statues in the cemetery, so she never went there again after she came back. "You will know when you go." Darent dragged her there without explanation. Hitzfeld thought this was also a necessary review process and had to get into the car he was driving. The mountain road was bumpy, and a simple wooden bridge had been rebuilt on the cliff.
After crossing the White Mist River, Hitzfeld's rigid face showed horror. What did she see? The lifeless, ruined castle estate was gone. Instead, there is... a building that is a bit quaint and shabby, but has definitely been maintained and can truly be called a manor! "We have done something with the surrounding fog. Ordinary people can't find the way into the manor no matter how hard they try." Darent said, driving the car along the cross path into the cemetery. Hitzfeld first saw the statue of the lady. The wood sculpture still maintains its original posture. But she noticed that there were flowers blooming at the feet of the statue and even a woven wreath around its neck. "Who did that?" She sat up straight with caution. It's not even spring yet, how can this kind of thing be done? Darent didn't answer and drove all the way to the gate of the mansion. Hitzfeld was still in a daze when the car door next to him was suddenly opened from the outside. Turning her head, she saw a familiar yet stiff face. "walnut?" "guest!" The wooden doll named Walnut pulled her out and spun her around in circles. "Oh no, now you should call me Master!" "From today on, Kurumi will be the master's housekeeper!" "Remember to pay Kurumi's salary!" -------- Thanks to: Salted Fish Bald Thorn, Cursed Alice is Allergic to Stockings, sb250, Avatar Nickname is Not Recharged, Volrod, Book Guest 13395491518, unkndata, Alice's Tentacle Stepping Socks, Evil Star | Byret, Kalan's Light, Tang Chao Lizi, Star Wish? Kiana, Ruxiang Yunmeng, I am a Minotaur, mileir, Outdated Cthugya, Milin, Yaque Yaqueya, Book Guest 13395491518, How to say, ckykknd, Do you have a fishing rod? , Fang Yao, the big monster Renlong of the earth emperor, Shahiya, the innocent puzzle, I am a chief in Africa, the flow of mood, Lezheng Moyun, Ti Ya, life is to fish, the cool summer night, Marx's pen, the daily duration of seconds, black pepper cheese meat sandwich, the five elements saint, Yan Min, sgzfx, creampie Ai Li, Ai Li monthly subscription?...the rewards and blades from these classmates! 特别感谢：十万10刀、地帝大怪兽壬龙3200、西行寺の幽幽子～5000、淡夏夜微凉2940、mwcogg32刀+588、雪女雪女雪30刀、咕杀爱丽10刀…… I just got home, so I'll update later. It is being typed manually, please wait a moment. After the content is updated, you need to refresh the page to get the latest update! Chapter 7: The Key of Destiny Walnut is very enthusiastic.
It was so enthusiastic that every one of its answers was jumpy, and with the help of Darent, Hitzfeld was able to roughly figure out what was going on. First, she is now an honorary member of Wheel of Fortune. Full name: 'Special Honorary Member of the Royal National Library of Port Vien'. Addendum: Enjoys Level 5 clearance. Inherited the "Key of Destiny" that was posthumously awarded to his wife by the library. "This key of destiny is a good thing that even I don't have." It was dark, in the manor hall, Hitzfeld was panting as he threw a bundle of dry firewood into the fireplace, and heard Darent's steady voice coming from behind. “How good.” She waved her hand to sweep away the flying sparks, and her tone sounded very calm. The key of fate. Yes, when Horn Gold came to notarize her property some time ago, there was indeed a list about it. It was specifically marked that the Key of Destiny was also inherited by her as part of the estate. But she had never seen the real thing. What exactly is this? Is it a key? A contract? Or something even more bizarre? She doesn't even know. She now knew that this thing was called the "Key of Destiny", and that was all. "What do you think the crown symbolizes?" The sound continued. "that power." The girl replied. "Where's the sun?" "…The power of God, the power of the crown is the power of the king." "Guns and cannons." "force." "Then the key." "..." Hitzfeld frowned, turned around, and saw Darent sitting with his legs crossed on an extremely shabby sofa. "Citizenship? Or some kind of freedom?" "That's all correct, right?" The man widened his eyes in surprise, as if he didn't expect her to associate the key with freedom.
"I thought you would think wings represent freedom." “Without a nest, flying in the boundless sky, I don’t think this is freedom.” Hitzfeld turned back silently and continued to add firewood to the stove. If we really talk about freedom, she is definitely much freer than other children as she has never been disciplined by her parents since she was a child. So she feels it more deeply and has a different perspective on it. "Let me tell you this." Darent was not going to keep it a secret any longer. "Level 5 authority alone is not enough to make the Sara people give up their control over you."