Ember Gun

   Chapter 598

  Seleu leaned against the door, she could push it open as long as she exerted a gentle force. Behind the door is the living room, where you can clearly hear Lorenzo and Oscar's screams, as well as the conversation between the two.

  She didn’t mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, but their shouts were too loud. Even if the soundproofing of the living room was very good, it couldn’t cover up their voices.

  Seleu only felt a headache, and she understood Arthur's troubles to some extent. These people were the advance team in the dark, the front line of life and death.

  This is an extremely important and great responsibility. It stands to reason that the successors of these responsibilities should also have a serious and silent face, draped in armor, holding cold weapons, and carrying a heavy killing.

  In fact, these people are more outrageous. If you don't know in advance, it is really difficult to associate these guys with these identities.

  "Don't you go in?"

  The old butler came to the side, he noticed Seleu's expression and asked.

  Seleu shook her head. She slowly backed away and sat down in another chair, probably thinking about something.

They are talking about the builders, talking about the creation of Oscars, talking about tragic comedies, mess, everything. If Seleu offered drinks to these two guys, they would probably drink heavily in a while and then drunk on the carpet. Spit a large slice on it.

  In the books that Seleuc had read before, there were also descriptions of such a person, which was similar to what he had expected, with a serious face. Whenever I saw him, he was fully armed.

She always thinks this is pretty cool, but the more you get along with these guys, the better Seleu understands that virtual literature is still virtual. Not everyone can maintain high-intensity mental concentration. No matter how serious the guy is, he sleeps. The appearance will be funny too.

  They are not fully armed all the time, but they hide their fragile side in the darkness that no one knows.

  "The contract is ready, please sign it. Oscars will usher in retirement, and you will change to the new country builder."

  The voice sounded, and a strange guy came over. He was dressed in black, carrying a heavy suitcase in his hand, which kept the contract and vows of the builders.

  Anakin, Queen Victoria's subordinate, with an unpleasant smirk on his face, appeared where the queen needed him.

   "Wait a moment, this is not an easy decision, I want to... take a break."

  Seleu said softly, with a tired expression on his face.

"OK."

  Anakin saluted Seleu, and then handed the suitcase to the old butler.

  "After signing, just leave it to me. I will always wait outside."

  He smiled, his slightly pale face looked very strange, and then turned and left to make a private space for Seleu.

The old butler put the suitcase on a side table, snapped the buckle, and the heavy suitcase was opened. A series of contracts were stored in it, one after another, with various names signed on it, including Queen Victoria’s. name.

It is not the same as the facts told to Lorenzo. In fact, the alternation of country builders began half a month ago. Seleuc’s desire to join this secret group not only requires Oscar to give up his position, but also requires the consent of other members. .

   Very smoothly, Seleu met their requirements very well. Not only did the Oscar give way, but also Queen Victoria's recommendation, coupled with the huge strength of the Stuart group, they accepted Seleu's participation.

  A brand new door opened to the Stuarts. Although it didn't take long to become a duke, Seleuc had already raised the glory of the Stuarts to the extreme in the words of the old butler.

  She is no longer the duke of a country, but one of the members involved in the direction of the whole world.

  Seleu’s position has been consolidated again, and her name will leave a strong mark in the family’s history.

  But she didn't seem very happy.

  "You will perpetuate the glory of the Stuart family. From then on, the family will reach its strongest moment."

  The old butler whispered.

  "Aren't you happy?"

  Seleu shook his head, smiled helplessly, and said to the old housekeeper.

   "If there is gain, there must be loss."

  She took a long breath, got up and put her hand on the heavy contract.

   "Sign it, Stuart will gain power, but also should assume obligations... This is not an easy thing, it will go deep into the blood oath of Stuart's family, and it will last forever with this name."

  Seleu personally stepped into hell. In the cold and cold world, she witnessed the rise of **** and the brilliance of human beings. They were entangled with each other, and finally returned to the long silence.

  She knows exactly what happens when she signs it, and she will tie the Stuart family tightly to a dark fate.

   "At least this is great, there is nothing bad about being a defender, even if it will be destroyed."

  The old butler encouraged Seleu, this is a rare opportunity, even if it is so heavy.

He has also seen the abomination of demons. With the cooperation between the Stuarts and the Decontamination Organization, he also learned more of the most evil things. The old housekeeper was also afraid, but he saw that this was born from machinery and steam. In the city between, he thinks all this is very worthwhile.

   "Is that so... But if I do all this, isn't it out of a great ideal?"

  Seleu asked back, her words made the old butler startled, his expression seemed as if he didn't understand what Seleu was talking about.

   "Yes, in fact, I made this decision only because of my own...some selfishness, but the choice made by selfishness will determine the future of the Stuarts."

  Seleuc's eyes were full of hesitation.

  "This selfish decision may satisfy me now, but it may also drag the Stuart family into desperation in the near future."

  Listening to her, the eyes of the old housekeeper lit up slightly.

  "Are you worried about Stuart?"

   "Otherwise? I am a Duke. While I have power, I should also do my duty."

  The old butler smiled, happily never before.

Because of Seleu’s early experience, he was worried that Seleu could not truly integrate into Stuart. After all, this huge family was a little strange to her after all, but now Seleu sees himself as a part of it, and will also be in private. Consider it in your mind.

  "You are the current Duke, and your decision is ours."

  The old butler smiled, but his smile soon became serious. He put his hand into his arms, took out a pistol filled with ammunition, and became vicious.

   "But, may I know what selfishness motivated you to make this decision?"

   asked this, but the muzzle was already pointed at the door of the living room, watching this posture he was about to break in in the next second.

  Seleu was silent for a while and did not respond, but this made the old butler more convinced of his inference.

   "Although I have no right to interfere with your intentions, I feel that I still have the ability to solve the source of the trouble before all this happens."

  The old butler was fierce, looking at Seleu, he asked again, "Are you suspecting that I can't beat him?"

   "No, it's just that this thing can't kill him now. I think you have to at least put him into Ascalon's cannon to make him wipe out."

  Seleu is telling the truth.

This trip to the Sea of ​​Silence made her see too many **** things, and what **** is Lorenzo's power. He has gradually exceeded the range of common sense. The white fireworks are like the scorching sun, hanging high in the sky. .

   "He is like a group of raging fire." Seleu whispered softly.

  "In his eyes, a mortal is like a moth fighting a fire. If you get close to him, you will be burnt, although this is not his intention." The old manager sighed, put away the gun, and said.

   "So this is your selfishness?"

  Seleu did not deny, his eyes were fixed on the contract in the suitcase.

   "I am a mortal after all. I am too weak to walk with the blazing sun... But I may become ‘strong’ in other places, such as being a country builder."

"does it worth?"

   "I think it's worth it, so this is my selfishness."

  The old butler thought for a while, approached Seleu, and whispered.

  “In fact, not everything needs a noble reason to start.

   "It's not impossible for selfishness," the old butler said, "Like these new technologies, these guys just wanted to make money from this stuff at first, and the advancement of technological development was just a matter of course.

   Another example is the third-rate author in the house. Don’t listen to his creative work. In fact, he was too lazy to go to work at first and wanted to make money by writing. As for all literature, it was later. "

   "Huh? How did you know." Seleu asked.

"For such a big thing, I have to check the identity of the other party?" After that, the old butler laughed, "In fact, I feel that the country builders are eager for you to replace him. Oscar stays in this position, it's just a waste. Resources only."

   "So, although I have a great opinion on him, there is no way. It is you who made the decision, and your decision is our decision."

  The old butler comforted the girl.

In a daze, he seemed to see what she looked like when she arrived at Old Dunling.

   "Not everyone can foresee their choices and the consequences."

  The old butler smiled.

   "Just like I didn't expect that the original decision will be left to you."

   Seleuc smiled slightly. She probably also remembered the past. At this time, Lorenzo and Oscar's yelling sounded again in the living room. The two seemed to have had enough rest and started the second round.

Hearing this disturbing noise, Lorenzo and Oscar appeared in the eyes of the old housekeeper again. These two guys are very special and bear important responsibilities, but they themselves are so casual, like The guys running out of the lunatic asylum.

   "If you don't make a choice, then nothing will happen."

  In the background sound of the two yelling, the old butler said.

  Seleu nodded, she picked up the pen, her hesitant expression became firm.

  Many things are like this, one after another wonderful decision has prompted all of this. If Yawei did not hire Lorenzo at the beginning, if Lorenzo did not find himself at the beginning, if...if...

  There is no if anymore.

  Seleu directly pressed the contract on the suitcase and signed his name.

The ink penetrates the paper, and the name "Seleu Stuart" is firmly engraved in it. The dark destiny will be connected with it, and will continue with the continuation of the family until Stuart's complete demise. Or the arrival of a new successor.

This is the end.

This was supposed to be a solemn succession. In the Oscar’s fantasy, he would wear a gorgeous costume, watched by onlookers in power, solemnly hand over the contract to Seleu, and witnessed her signing his own. name.

But in fact this glorious ceremony did not exist. It only took place in the corridor outside the meeting room. Seleu signed it on the small table where the vase was placed through the suitcase. The only witnesses were herself and an old man. Butler... She doesn't know if Lorenzo and Oscar are separated by a door.

  Slowly let go of the pen, and for a moment Seleu felt that he was more relaxed, but soon this relaxed was pulled and imprisoned by an unknown chain.

   "So, it’s okay for me to give him a shot, right? I can’t kill him anyway. It’s okay to get rid of the hatred, right?"

  The old butler took out the gun again and asked.

  Seleu looked at the old butler, and his indifferent face couldn't help laughing.

   "You really ruin the atmosphere."

   "I just feel too depressed... If I think so, I understand the neurosis inside." The old housekeeper also grinned.

  He took the pen and handed it to Seleu.

   "Go ahead."

  Seleu nodded, picked up the pen and the contract, and the old butler opened the door for her.

A pungent smell of alcohol came from behind the door, the wine cabinet on the side was opened, and the empty wine bottles spilled on the carpet with residual liquids. The table fell aside, continue to look, two guys with alcohol were in the air. Fight on the sofa.

  In fact, it is not a fight, but to be precise, it is a unilateral beating by one party against the other.

  Even though Oscar described himself in his "Oscar Wilde Biography" as fascinating, but in reality, he, an old fellow, was beaten by the young and strong guy Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo's beating was still very "gentle", he was afraid that he would really kill Oscar if he was uneasy.

   "Lorenzo, you bastard, you insult my work!"

   "But no matter how you brag about it, its sales are really poor. I use this book to cushion the corners of the table in my home!"

"damn thing!"

  The two continued to curse, without noticing Seleuc's arrival. She was probably used to this too, and walked directly to Oscar's side. He was being pressed under Lorenzo, unable to turn around.

   "Gentlemen, excuse me."

  Seleu took out the contract as he said, and handed Oscar a pen.

  It may be the effect of alcohol, coupled with the anger towards Lorenzo, Oscar’s mind did not turn around for a while, what Seleu said, what did he do, just want to quickly end Seleu’s business, and continue to scold Lorenzo.

   "Come here to sign."

   "There is still here"

   "Well, it's done signing."

  Seleu put away the contract, and she wiped a corner of the water stain again. She didn't know whether it was the saliva of the two or alcohol. After finishing it, she put it back in the suitcase and handed it to the old housekeeper.

   "Go and give it to him."

"Um."

  After doing all this, Seleu sat on the sofa on the other side, raising his legs, as if watching an animal.

  She feels a little headache. Seleu is thinking that someone will really believe it when she says it. The succession of the country builders ended in this hell.

  Oscar also recovered at this moment, he looked at Seleu with a dull gaze, and asked with a trembling voice.

   "What did I just sign?"

  (End of this chapter)