Colonial Suit

Section 449 Unveiling...the mysteries of the bloodline!

Hans was an Aurora Guardian, a core member of the family. This position, like the family's apothecary, was hereditary, tested over a long period, and possessed absolute loyalty to the Jules family.

But the most crucial aspect was that, as an Aurora Guardian, Hans controlled the family's most mysterious guardian power. Even in the Fifth World, this was a formidable force, ensuring the safety of the Jules family through the ages.

However, the female housekeeper wasn't fond of Hans, simply because he was very eccentric, avoiding everyone except Jules. It was as if he belonged to another world.

"Have him wait in the living room," Jules said softly, hearing the maid's message. She glanced at herself in the mirror again, sighing with some regret.

"It seems today isn't suitable, Shala. Let's reschedule."

"Miss..." Shala called out softly, but didn't continue. She hated Hans. How rare was it for the young lady to be in this state today? In all these years, she'd only seen it once. But before anything could even start, Hans had ruined it. For a moment, Shala wanted to throw Hans into the vacuum of space and then bombard him with hundreds of warships.

But no matter what, Jules's will was unchangeable. So, the female housekeeper could only lament while instructing the maid to assist Jules with her washing up.

Half an hour later, Jules came to the living room with the female housekeeper. In this magnificent and spacious living room, a man had been waiting for a long time.

He had long silver hair and wore a luxurious礼服. His handsome face was like a chiseled sculpture, full of a man's unique charm. But the most memorable thing was that he always wore white gloves, never taking them off, even in this living room.

Seeing Jules's arrival, he silently stood up and respectfully saluted.

"Miss."

"Sit down." Jules waved her hand casually and then said to the female housekeeper, "Shala, your subordinates are getting lazier. Why haven't I seen them offer Hans any drinks? Have they just left Hans sitting here all this time?"

"Miss..." The female housekeeper was stunned, about to speak. But Hans stood up. "No need, Miss. I requested this."

His face was stern, like frost. "I'm not here to drink, but to fulfill your orders."

"Oh? So, you have results?" Jules's eyes lit up, revealing a strong interest. Beside her, Shala also showed a curious expression.

"The order... what is it?"

"Shala, please leave." Unexpectedly, Jules said such a thing at this moment, immediately stunning the female housekeeper.

This... she was the closest person to the young lady... Why couldn't she even listen to this order? For a moment, a sense of bewilderment surged in the female housekeeper's heart, but she still quickly walked out of the living room. When closing the door, she also ordered two family guards to watch over it, forbidding anyone from disturbing the young lady during this time.

The living room was immediately left with only Jules and Hans. Jules then sat down opposite Hans, glancing at his hand.

"Your hand... isn't it better yet?"

"It won't get better." Hans lowered his head, looking at his hands, his gaze still indifferent. "There's no possibility of treatment anymore. But it's nothing. Miss, I still thank you for your help."

Jules waved her hand, thought for a moment, and then said, "Well, maybe we can think of other ways. The Fourth World might have what you need, but I'll have to go there to know."

"No need, Miss. I'm used to these hands." Hans coldly refused. Finally, he took out an old paper bag from his怀中 and slowly opened it in front of Jules. "Let's talk about the mission this time. I've entered the Ancestral Cemetery and obtained what you wanted."

"Is it... this?" Jules's breathing suddenly quickened, and her gaze at the paper bag was filled with eagerness.

No one in the entire family knew what order she had given Hans this time. But Jules knew that this was an extremely secretive and important matter. That was to find out the truth about the family's millennial curse. Why was her family always producing geniuses? Why did every genius die young? Why... could no one change this fate? Everything originated from the paper bag in front of her.

Jules had found the clue from an old book in her father's study by chance. In the record with only a few words, the Ancestral Cemetery was vaguely mentioned. That's why Jules risked ordering Hans to search for this place, without informing anyone.

Hans was an Aurora Guardian, Jules's absolute loyalist. Jules believed that he would never stop her, unlike the female housekeeper and the apothecary.

And today was the time to reap the rewards.

Thinking that Hans had really found the family's secrets, Jules couldn't help but get excited. Her gaze at the paper bag was even more eager, wishing she could open it immediately.

Hans seemed to know Jules's emotions, and his movements became even faster. So, in just a moment, the contents of the paper bag appeared in front of Jules.

"Just... these?"

Jules was stunned, looking at the few lonely parchments on the table, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her head. Could these things be the secret that the family had hidden for thousands of years? The curse that had plagued the family for thousands of years?

For a moment, Jules felt a bitterness in her heart, and there was a hint of disappointment.

A few parchments undoubtedly couldn't change anything, and it was even less likely to be a solution to the family's bloodline. But out of curiosity, Jules still picked up one of them, carefully examining the contents above.

With just one glance, she suddenly froze. She felt the blood in her whole body rushing to the top of her head. Her entire soul seemed to be about to leave her body.

There were no words on that ancient parchment. Only a painting.

A blurry, almost unrecognizable painting.

It was... a tree.

An incomparably huge, incomparably vast, incomparably distant towering ancient tree.

No one could describe how big this tree was, and even its roots were hidden in a boundless sea of clouds. The only thing that could be shown to Jules was the crown of the tree. But even so, its crown was too big. It was so big that she couldn't see the end at all, as if the whole tree was a world. A universe.

But that wasn't the most shocking thing for Jules. The most shocking thing for her was that although she didn't know where this tree came from, she felt an indescribable sense of belonging just by looking at it. It was as if her body, her soul, everything about her had an inseparable relationship with this tree. This relationship was dissolved in the blood, and it transcended the blood. An indescribable intimacy and mystery. Looking at this tree, Jules felt that her soul was about to fly out and merge into this painting. That feeling was strange and unfamiliar.

But... it was also incomparably warm.

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"This is... what..." Almost dreamily, Jules asked softly.

"I'm sorry, Miss, I can't give you the answer." On the opposite side, Hans shook his head coldly. His face was still expressionless. "In fact, this mission was much smoother than expected. I didn't encounter any obstacles after entering the Ancestral Cemetery. I easily reached the bottom of the cemetery. But there was nothing there."

"But just as I was about to leave, this paper bag suddenly appeared on the altar at the bottom. I don't know how it appeared, and I can't find its origin, but I think... this is probably what the ancestors wanted to leave for you."

"Left for me..." Jules repeated blankly. Her expression was as if she was dreaming. After a while, she shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous... They... are already dead."

"Dead! Do you know? They are all dead!! They all died before they were thirty years old!!" Jules suddenly screamed, becoming a little hysterical. "Even their bones have turned to ashes!! What can they leave me? Just a few parchments!? Don't be ridiculous!! This is simply a joke!!"

"Miss..." Hans's eyes flickered. "I understand your feelings, but... maybe you should look at the others?"

"The others..." Jules's voice lowered, her chest rising and falling violently. After a while, she looked at Hans with a complex expression. She picked up the second parchment.

This parchment also had a painting on it. It was blurry. But it was still possible to barely recognize a tree house, and a girl was painting.

The girl's back was very beautiful, so beautiful that she was otherworldly, as if she didn't belong to the human world. But the most attractive thing for Jules was that she had a pair of angel-like wings. The wings slowly stretched out behind her, like clouds.

Outside the window in front of her, there were also many girls flying in the sky, sprinkling pure white and holy brilliance.

Jules didn't know who these girls were, but for some reason, from the moment she saw the girl's back, she felt her heart抽搐. An unprecedented pain suddenly spread throughout her body. It hurt so much that she couldn't help but 'ah'了一声. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly皱到了一起.

"Miss!" Hans was shocked and stood up to come over.

"Don't come over!" Jules screamed, panting heavily. In just a moment, her whole body was soaked in sweat.

Pain, like a storm, like a tidal wave. One wave after another impacted her nerves. But she never softened.

"Why... what is this... why does my heart... hurt so much." Jules stared at the n in the painting. "Who is she... and what does she have to do with me!"

"Damn it! Why... why did my ancestors leave these paintings..."

"Miss!" Hans frowned slightly, his face serious. "Maybe you should rest for a while. Your current mood and state are really not suitable for seeing the things below."

"Shut up!" Jules scolded, her gaze like a blade piercing Hans's face. After looking at him for a while, she turned to stare at the remaining parchment.

"I still want to see... see what these ancestors... have left behind..."

Saying that, she opened the third parchment with trembling hands.

The third painting.