Mysterious Catastrophe

Aaron sighed and heard Clark's voice: "What are you going to do with me? Kill me, a man-eating monster?"

He looked over to Clark to see that he was half-ghouled, with long nails on one hand, black and sharp at the edges.

Aaron closed his eyes, and the scene after he came to Green Forest appeared in front of his eyes.

"When I first came to this city, you helped me a lot. We are also friends...and I am not a good person. If you kill my friend, I will choose to kill you. But now..."

He thought for a while and said, "Do you know about the 'Deportation Order'?"

"The ancient lord's punishment for the prisoners in the territory is to expel them from the territory and forbid them to come back... Do you want... to expel me? Let me leave the city?" Clark replied in a low voice.

"Yes, leave the range of Green Forest, I don't want to see you again! Otherwise... I will kill you with my own hands next time!"

Aaron said under oath.

"thanks……"

Clark's figure curled up, and he turned into the wise old man before.

He took off his mask, rubbed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can I ask you two things?"

"Say!"

Aaron didn't let his guard down, but he didn't care too much either.

This Clark can easily deal with even his former self, let alone the promotion now.

"This is the certificate of our school. I can no longer teach Bruce Field. I want you to escort him to Pulmouth, go to Green George District, 7 Mercury Street, and find a man named 'Cornelly Erce' Sir, he will take Bruce to my school... By the way, the school I belong to is called——'Eye of Gumon'!"

Clark tore off a silver necklace from his neck and handed it to Aaron.

In the dim light, Aaron could see the main body of the pendant, which was a silver mysterious vertical eye pattern.

"I will, I promise."

He nodded, feeling a sudden sadness in his heart.

The next moment, he saw Clark take out a silver metal vial from his arms, open it, and pour all the liquid inside into his mouth.

Clark quickly became weak and fell to the ground, twisting his body in pain.

Black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he said tragically, "Since... the first time I hunted... I have prepared this bottle... It is said in ancient books that it can kill ghouls... cough cough... see Come on, it's pretty effective..."

Aaron didn't come to the rescue. He could see that Clark seemed to have a death wish because of a mental breakdown.

This is also not affected by external influences, but the other party's own choice!

"Second...the second thing...in my study...there is a manuscript about Earl Greenwood's latest archaeological discovery...help me publish it!"

Clark begged authentically.

"It will be published."

Aaron nodded, took off his hat, and watched Clark die in pain.

Clark turned over, looked up at the snowflakes and ice edges on the roofs on both sides, and said contentedly: "October is the season of my lord...and the following November and December...they...they are each represented by death The sex is controlled by the two ages...it is December, it is really the season for death..."

"The existence that controls November... is the real 'Reaper', 'Master of the Underworld'..."

"To be able to die in the ice and snow in December...the 'Ice God' and the 'Unmelting Ice' came to embrace me..."

Aaron suddenly looked up, and found that in the sky, large snowflakes began to fall again at some point.

They quickly covered the pool of blood, covered the corpse, leaving only a layer of whiteness.

"The 'Unmelting Ice'... In addition to 'Yao', does he also hold part of the authority of 'Ming'?"

Hearing a familiar name, Aaron felt a little dazed.

But for some reason, it felt very reasonable.

'The One Who Doesn't Melt Ice' is transformed from most of the corpses of [Scarlet Creator], which itself represents 'death'!

From this, it is conceivable to grasp some of the elements of 'underworld'.

"Begin with ice, end with ice..."

Aaron murmured, leaned over and picked up a monocle that looked like an ice crystal from Clark's body.

Immediately, he lifted the opponent's body with one hand and jumped into the sewer beside him.

The heavy snow continued to fall, covering up all traces of evil in the world...

……

The next day, early in the morning.

"Teacher, teacher!"

Bruce walked into Clark's house excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

Although he hadn't participated in the last exploration of the ruins, he felt that his extraordinary ability had made great progress.

Perhaps, it won't be long before he can be promoted from an 'archaeological apprentice' to a 'folklorist'.

Well, Bruce has also made great progress after returning from the inspection of the lotus eater village, and opened the first essence.

And "folklorist" is a purely "secret" way, the name of the second essence!

He rushed into the gate excitedly, but heard the maid crying: "Mr. Field...Master, he suffered a heart attack last night and passed away...Mr. Aaron is holding his will and is preparing to deal with his funeral... ..."

"what?"

Bruce's expression was dull, and he almost supported the table next to him so as not to faint: "How could this be? How could this be? How could the teacher be sick and die? He...he..."

Bruce rushed into the bedroom and saw Clark Dass lying on the bed, as if he was still sleeping peacefully.

Tears welled up in his eyes...

Chapter 212 Lawyer and Businessman

"You go out first."

In the room, Aaron waved his hand to let the maid back down.

After the door was closed, Bruce still looked at Clark's body in disbelief, and murmured, "Impossible...the teacher is obviously healthy...he has a strong body like a ghoul, he...he is extraordinary Or, how could it be possible to die like this?"

Bruce stared blankly at Aaron.

Aaron sighed, and said: "He died of... Fei Fei lost control, I found the suicide note on his desk, he may have anticipated this..."

After speaking, he handed a will to Bruce.

This will is not forged, but real.

It can be seen that Clark has long been determined to die, otherwise he would not have prepared poison for himself and written a suicide note.

It's just that the pursuit of life is the instinct of life. He has always had a fluke mentality until he was smashed by Aaron...

'Perhaps... Humans are inherently contradictory creatures. '

'Until the moment of death, no one can really recognize himself. '

Aaron sighed inwardly, seeing Bruce's eyes turn red again.

"teacher……"

He wiped his tears and said, "Teacher's solicitor will handle his ordinary property, and there is a clear will in the lawyer's firm... The teacher appoints you as his executor, and then let me follow You go to Pulmouth..."

As for the real will, because it involves mystery and extraordinary things, it is of course impossible to have it notarized and executed by a lawyer.

"Yes, this is an item he left for you, a token of your school!"

Aaron flipped his hands, and handed the vertical eye necklace that he had studied to Bruce, and seeing the latter put it away carefully, he continued: "Well...is your school called—'Eye of Gumeng'? What does 'Gumeng' mean?"

"The teacher said...'Gu Meng' is a powerful creature that lives in the spirit world, and may even be in the secret history. The founder of the school once met each other in sleepwalking, was guided by the other party, and embarked on the path of 'secret' ..."

"So it is."

Aaron, who felt that the mysterious knowledge was a little richer, said: "Your teacher wants you to go to Pulmouth for further studies. This is his wish. What are you going to do?"

"After burying the teacher, I will set off!"

Bruce's eyes are firm.

"Very well, next, let's contact the lawyer and the publisher... Your teacher finally has a book that needs to be published."

Aaron said: "That is also his last wish."

……

Bookseller Dixter enters the Clark's living room.

He is slightly fat and has a red rosacea nose. At this time, he took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped it on his face, and said in a sad tone: "Oh... Bruce... I am old friends with Clark, please don't So sad, may the Holy Spirit bless his soul!"

After Dickert saw the people in the living room clearly, he couldn't help being startled again.

Because Bruce didn't seem to be in charge here, Bruce stood up and asked Dixter to sit on the sofa, with a maid serving black tea beside him.

In the process, Aaron has been talking with the lawyer on the opposite side.

The lawyer named 'Bartolo Rogel' was a lawyer from a law firm that cooperated with Clark Dass and was appointed to deal with Clark's estate.

"Please sign here..."

Bartolo looked at Bruce signing a statement of inheritance, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Field, according to Mr. Das's will, he donated all the books to the school. Besides, his wife has died of illness and has no children. , so I leave the house and bank property to you. If there is no problem, I will leave first... Then we can make an appointment to go to the bank."

"I have one more thing."

Bruce nodded and said, "I plan to use all the teacher's cash property on the publication of his last book, which is why I invited Mr. Ken to come over."

"The last book?" Dixt Ken's eyes lit up: "I don't know what Professor Das's last book is about?"

"About the Earl of Green Forest——Aaron Sotos's research, my teacher made a new discovery in an ancient ruins, which is enough to shock the discovery of the history circle!"

Bruce had obviously read that book, and said solemnly, "I know that publishing a book takes a lot of time and procedures...but I can pay for it myself, so can I see it published as soon as possible?"

This is a decision he made after discussing with Aaron.

Make the process as fast as possible by publishing the book at your own expense, after all Bruce needs to get to Pulmouth as soon as possible, and there is not much waiting time.

"no problem!"

Dixter's eyes lit up. The publishing house will definitely not lose money if the author takes his own risk.

He admired: "The research on the Earl of Green Forest has always been a hot topic. To be honest...even if I am asked to help publish it, I think the success rate is very high. Those publishing houses are even willing to offer a preferential price..."

"Because my teacher has been cooperating with you, I thought of you. The only requirement is to be fast."

Bruce nodded, and turned to lawyer Bartolo: "Can you draft an agreement for us? There will be an extra fee."

"Of course!"

Lawyer Bartolo raised his eyebrows and happily agreed.

Bruce then handed over part of the manuscript to Dickert.

Well, these manuscripts have been reviewed by Aaron to ensure that no mysterious content has been revealed.

The most important thing is...he also mixed some private goods into it, which further restored the life of the green devil 1000 years ago.

"Well, this feeling of giving myself an autobiography is a bit subtle..."

He watched Bruce bid farewell to the book merchant, but he turned to Bartolo: "Bartolo, you are an experienced lawyer who is better at property rights, and I also have a matter that I would like to entrust to you. "

"Speaking!"

Bartolo forcibly held back his smile, feeling that today is his lucky day, and he received three commissions at once.

If this continues, his income may be higher than that of the well-known barristers in Wangdu!

"Hmm... I should get a museum recently. Regarding the transfer of property rights in this regard, as well as the subsequent trusteeship issues, I need a legal assistant..."

Aaron is plain and authentic.

"Museum? Which private museum is it?" Bartolo asked curiously.

"No. 1 Green Forest Avenue, Sotos Museum!"

"puff!"

Bartolo was raising his coffee cup, and he heard that the coffee in his mouth was sprayed out. Fortunately, Aaron was no longer in front of him.

"Sorry...ahem..."

While wiping his clothes with a towel, Bartolo looked at Aaron in surprise: "Please say it again."