Mysterious Catastrophe

Just as he was about to leave, a figure jumped out from the darkness and lay on the ground: "This respected...respected...your lord...please wait a moment, I am Jaeger's chief scholar, and my name is Stryker! "

"Oh, what do you want to do?"

Mascar stopped and waited for Stryker to speak.

"I hope to dedicate my knowledge, my ability, and everything to your great lord...I only hope to be your servant...I want to gain more, more knowledge!"

There was fanaticism in Stryker's eyes.

He would have been the mad scientist type.

Now that I have seen the 'truth', I naturally want to get closer, even if I am a slave!

"You are so brave, what qualifications do you have to be Lord Mascar's slave?"

Penelope screamed, and was about to kill this lifeless thing with a single sword.

To put it bluntly, among these families, the direct descendants of the warlock family are not qualified to become servants of official warlocks!

If Masca asked her, the Grand Duchess, to be a servant, the family would immediately agree with great joy!

"Wait!"

Mascar smiled: "You are very old... But it doesn't matter, I am in a good mood today, so I will give you a chance."

Before Stryker could show his ecstasy, Mascar continued to say: "Unfortunately... we warlocks are not a group of people who pursue the truth. What we pursue is to get closer to the original and chaotic...blood! "

"Warlocks are proud of blood, let me test your blood, if you don't have the talent of this chaotic blood, then there is nothing to say, I will kill you directly!"

"If you have talent, I will give you a chance to pursue the path of strength."

……

Penelope was anxious: "But... my lord..."

"Are you going to question my decision?" Mascar glared at Penelope, immediately making the latter honest.

"I came to Addson Island to search for fresh blood... Although your families are the first choice, as long as you have talents, you can also get opportunities."

Mascar smiled and let Stryker go up.

He then tore straight through Stryker's wrist with his nails, letting the blood flow.

At the same time, he took out a seemingly shriveled skull. The eyes of the skull were red, and a purple-black tongue suddenly stuck out, greedily licking the blood.

Then, it made a sound of 'Bah, Bah, Bah', and spit out the swallowed blood.

Stryker watched this scene, and his heart suddenly sank, as if falling from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Sure enough... It is still too rare for mortals to have the talent of Chaos bloodline."

Mascar shook his head, turned around and left: "You are worthless..."

Chaos bloodline talent, there are ten levels in total, the higher the level, the closer to the 'origin'!

If a genius is discovered, even he will be rewarded generously by the warlock organization!

But unfortunately, this old man has no talent!

In the No.11 level, that is, not into the class!

Stryker's face was ashen, and when he saw Penelope stepping forward, he knocked him to the ground with a scabbard: "You are not qualified to be Lord Mascar's slave...but you can be my slave, hehehe ..."

When the anger dissipated, Penelope's sanity returned.

A bachelor who can improve witcher potions is nothing to a warlock, but he is still considered a top talent in the Addison continent.

She looked around and gave an order: "Find out all the Lancasters in the capital...kill them all!!!"

……

Lancaster collar.

As the birthplace of Jaeger I, it certainly has an unusual significance.

But when the disaster of overthrow comes, it is also the first to suffer.

Teams of cavalry rushed into the small town of Yarnan, burning, killing and looting wantonly, and Lancaster Castle not far away had already fallen.

Jaeger's guardian heirs who stayed here were directly killed, countless servants were killed, and maids were forcibly dragged into the bedroom...

The entire territory was instantly plunged into blood and fire.

Occasionally, one or two loyal demon hunters wanted to resist, but they were quickly dealt with by the two apprentice warlocks accompanying the army.

"It's so weak...it can't even withstand tricks that aren't formal witchcraft, it's too weak."

The freckled grey-robed sorcerer threw a handful of powder, let the flames consume a witcher, and complained.

He enjoyed the awe-inspiring gazes of the knights around him.

This is a feeling that I don't have at all when I am a servant by Mascar's side.

"Yeah...but it's very troublesome to find them..."

Another warlock held a compass-shaped alchemy prop in his hand, and was a little speechless: "The bloodline disk can't find any direct descendants of Jaeger... Well, it seems that he only had so many children after he became a witcher." , but the witcher cannot produce offspring..."

Warlocks are very good at playing with bloodlines, and bloodline disks have the power to identify and find blood relatives.

This one was dripped with Jaeger's blood.

pity……

They didn't expect Jaeger to play so well!

"Forget it... After killing Lancaster almost, we can explain it. Do we have to find it slowly?"

The freckled apprentice warlock shrugged and called a knight, "Have you killed all the targets in this castle?"

The knight in full body armor said in awe: "There is one last target, the son of Jaeger—Simo! The other party was hunting and escaped by chance."

"Then issue a wanted warrant, and that's it."

The warlock apprentice waved his hands and yawned: "Let's go back..."

……

a few days later.

Lancaster collar.

Wearing a gray cloak, Aaron walked through the ruins of Lancaster Castle and the messy town of Yharnam.

In the end, he ended up on the edge of the public cemetery.

Since the cemetery has nothing to loot, the least damage here is that the gravekeeper's house has been knocked down, and Lancaster's ancestral graves have been gouged out...

Little John, who was poisoned by him, is also missing, and probably died long ago.

The key is……

"The Wraith Spirit Flower still shows no signs of growing...but this time, with so many people dying and so many grievances, it's probably...almost right?"

Thinking of this, he ignored the townspeople who were numbly burying their relatives, and walked away slowly.

……

A cave.

The middle-aged Simo had a bandage on his back, his eyes were closed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was having a nightmare.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and gasped heavily.

"you're awake?"

He heard a voice and looked out of the cave.

There, at some point, stood a figure.

The opponent's whole body was covered under the cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"It was you... who saved me?"

Seamus asked, he recalled everything before he fell into a coma.

He was originally the son of Jaeger. Although he was not favored, he had a king father, and a viscount should be indispensable in the future.

So it was a good few years of living.

But soon... everything changes suddenly!

Father died!The family is broken!He even carries a warrant for himself!

What's even more ridiculous is that he was a knight and even learned a little witcher swordsmanship, but he was wounded by a farmer with a pitchfork in the countryside!

Well... the citizens of Lancaster don't care if you are the son of the lord or not.

All they knew was that the Lancaster family was doomed, and there was a reward for catching Seamus!

As for the lord?

What is that?

"it's me."

Aaron made a hoarse voice: "Now...you have two choices. The first one is to get out of this cave and continue to be a fugitive!"

"The second is to swallow these herbs, they will change your appearance, make you ugly, hunchbacked... and then, you will be born again!"

Simo was silent for a long time: "Why did you help me?"

"Help you? No, no, no... I'm just looking for a subordinate for myself... Do you see the black line on your belly button? You have been poisoned by me, and you must swallow the antidote once a year, otherwise... "

Aaron is not a hypocrite, he just said it all.

Seamus smiled wryly: "I don't seem to have any other choice? Don't I?"

Although he is only the failed product of Jaeger's raising Gu's son, he is also very knowledgeable about current affairs.

Aaron liked that about him.

"Very well, from today on, you can change your name...just call it Quasimodo!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Aaron's mouth: "Your first task is to go back to the small town of Yanan and be the gravekeeper there... Maintain the cemetery. If there is any movement, please let me know immediately."

"The cemetery? The gravekeeper?"

Seamo, or rather Quasimodo fell silent.

Aaron didn't care about him either. The originally proud son of heaven still needs a little time to adapt.

He came outside the cave, looked at the dense forest, and thought of other things instead.

"Sure enough... the royal families and the great nobles are all in series with each other, and there is a huge power above all of them... Warlocks?"

"The records of demon hunters are unreliable... Siege warlocks? Is it really a warlock who was suppressed?"

"The capital of Rogge, the legendary flying ship... There is one person who has suppressed hundreds of demon hunters... Warlocks, they are indeed the mainstream of this world..."

"From the previous research on the coat of arms, is it corrected every hundred years?"

Aaron felt that he had missed this opportunity.

But it doesn't matter, he still has the next, next, next chance.

Anyway, he is immortal, just a few hundred years is nothing.

"The plan needs to be changed... In the remaining 100 years, do you want to mix with the upper echelons of other kingdoms?"

"In this way, maybe they will be willing to share their secrets with me?"

Aaron mused.

He knew that although those royal families and nobles also recruited talents from outside, it was very difficult, very difficult!

Even the best talents cannot gain their complete trust!

But I am different, as long as I have enough patience, I can definitely kill those who doubt me!

"Well, it's just a backup plan."

"For the remaining 100 years, just travel across the continent and look for information about warlocks..."

"The blockade of knowledge and information in this era is too serious... and Jaeger is also considered unlucky, falling under the information gap."

If he knew these details, Jaeger would definitely choose a softer approach.

It's a pity... there is no if.