Personality V: I will save everything

"Don't you think what you said is a little too much?"

Norton was obviously the only one left in the room, but someone else's voice came from the room.

"I'm going too far?! That's right. I remember that before you came to the manor, you were also a little nobleman, Jack. No wonder you said that." Norton could recognize it just by hearing the voice. It was Jack's voice.

But he disagreed with Jack's statement.

"Jack, since you said I was going too far, I want to ask you, have you ever drank the rainwater dripping from the body? Have you ever breathed the air full of dust and moisture? Have you ever eaten swill in order to survive? Never. Come on, then what qualifications do you have to say that I am going too far?"

These things have all been experienced by Norton, so in Norton's eyes, Jack, who has never experienced these things and has not experienced the same things as him, has the right to say that he is too much?

"..." After hearing what Norton said, Jack said nothing. He just lifted the invisibility effect of his Kirigakure and walked to Norton's side.

"Sorry." Jack patted Norton on the shoulder.

"..." Norton felt that the current topic was too heavy, and he wanted to change the topic.

"So you came to me to change shifts with me?" Norton clearly remembered that the person behind him was Jack. So, now that Jack is here, does that mean Norton can return to the manor?

"Almost, but it's a bit early now. Since you don't have any specific destination, how about going to a musical with me?" After saying that, Jack took out five musical tickets.

"No problem." Although Norton is not interested in those weird and time-wasting musicals, it's not for nothing. It's not Norton's money anyway.

Seeing that Norton had agreed to come down, Jack decided to turn around and go out, letting Norton have a good rest.

Suddenly, Jack remembered something that the owner of the manor had given him.

"By the way, Norton, I almost forgot. The owner of the manor told me that he helped you transform a new image. Do you want to give it a try?" After saying that, Jack took out a small bottle, which seemed to contain Liquid gold.

"New image? Just like Andrew?" Norton asked with raised eyebrows.

Norton said that to be like Andrew means to be like the image of Andrew whose name is "Cheese."

"I don't know, it should be about the same. Do you want to give it a try?" Jack handed the bottle in his hand to Norton's hand.

"Of course, it's useless if you don't try it...Gulu..." Norton drank it without hesitation.

...one minute later...

"…………"x2

Jack and Norton stared speechlessly at the now shiny object.

After drinking the small bottle of what seemed to be liquid gold, Norton returned to his "fool's gold" appearance, and then his body transformed in an indescribable way.

What should I say? Neither of them knew whether the change was for good or bad.

But at least Norton's worth has now increased dozens of times.

Because the "fool's gold", the stone that originally made up the body, has now become a variety of gems and gold.

Even the tattered clothes on "Fool's Gold" were made of gold.

"The owner of the manor is just making fun of me." Norton pointed to his shining body.

"..." Jack didn't want to comment on this, but he couldn't help but say, "Don't you really like it?"

Jack, what you said is true. Norton's character is greedy for money. Now that his worth has increased hundreds of times, it's no wonder that he is unhappy.

But although Norton likes gold and diamonds, it doesn't mean that he wants to become a gold and diamond! ! !

So now Norton's mood is silent, speechless, and a little repulsive, but he also likes it very much.

"You go out, I'm going to bed." Norton really wasn't in the mood to continue chatting tonight, he wanted to sleep. Mainly because he felt that when he fell asleep, he didn't need to ask anything.

"Okay, I understand, good night." The same goes for Jack, because he really doesn't know how to evaluate Norton's current appearance.

But do you want to say that Norton really doesn't like the way he is now?

How can it be? !

Look at that kid sleeping with a smile on his face...

………the next morning………

Jack also told Valletta, Miles, and Naib that he wanted to go to the musical together.

There is no doubt that this proposal was unanimously approved. Anyway, they don't have a specific destination now, so they can just take things as they come.

So a large group of people came...

Stepped on the train.

"Where is Jack's musical? Why do we need to take a train?" Valletta couldn't help but ask.

"To London," answered Jack.

"Huh?" x4

"What do you have to do with your free time? Jack, it's not like there are no musical theaters in the local area, why do you want to go to London?" Naib couldn't help complaining, it felt like going to the park to play, but ended up in another province, but Obviously there is a park locally.

"Well...it's a secret, you'll know it when it comes." Jack actually prepared a little surprise for the musical.

After hearing what Jack said, everyone stopped asking.

The train journey was really boring, so everyone decided to play a game, and now they had enough people.

Jack asked the steward for a bag of raisins, a metal bowl, a wet towel and a bottle of distilled spirits.

"What are you going to do Jack?" Naib couldn't help but ask. As a Nepali, he didn't know what Jack, an Englishman, wanted to do.

"Just wait, you will know soon, little mercenary." Jack said with a smirk.

Looking at Jack's expression, Naib subconsciously felt that nothing good would come of what Jack said next.

Jack folded the wet towel and placed it on the table, then poured the bag of raisins into the iron bowl, poured distilled liquor on top, and finally lit it with a lighter.

Blue flames kept rising among the raisins.

"Okay, the rules of the game are very simple. Start with me, then Norton, Valletta, Miles, and Naib in order. Ask the other party a difficult question in turn. If the other party can't answer it, you need to Eat a raisin and speak out loud your heart's desire."

It’s quite interesting, everyone’s interest in the game is very high.

"Then let me start first, Norton, please tell me, how much did a bottle of blue paint cost in the Renaissance?" Jack thought this question was difficult, but in fact, for Norton, as long as it is about price , he could answer immediately.

"The price of gold was five times that of the time." Norton answered correctly. The blue pigment at that time was made from ultramarine extracted from lapis lazuli. Lapis lazuli could only be collected in Afghanistan in the Middle East, and the production process was cumbersome, so the price was very expensive.

"Then let me ask Valletta. Valletta, please tell me how long it will take for a farmer to afford a piece of white bread if he works without eating, drinking or sleeping?" Norton didn't want to embarrass himself. Valletta, so he believed that Valletta could definitely answer the question he asked.

"Five years." Valletta answered quickly.

The annual salary of farmers is only about five pounds, and the price of a piece of white bread is 25 pounds. It is easy to calculate the answer after conversion.

"Then it's my turn to ask you questions, Mr. Miles." Valletta thought for a moment and said.

"Mr. Miles, tell me, what is the most expensive color in the world?"

Valletta thought this question was simple, but in fact it really stumped Miles.

Because Miles didn't know that the clothes he used to wear were all sent by servants, and he didn't care about the color or price of those clothes at all.

"I don't know." Willing to admit defeat. It was Miles' turn to eat a raisin and say his wish out loud.

Miles picked up a raisin as quickly as possible and stuffed it into his mouth.

The raisins that had been roasted by the flame were really hot. Fortunately, he had a glass of ice water at hand.

Miles quickly poured all the water into his mouth. When he finally swallowed the raisins, Miles expressed his wish loudly.

"I want to get Michiko back."

Expected wishes.

"It will happen." Valletta whispered to Miles.

"Thank you."

So next, it’s Miles’ turn to ask Naib.

"Mr. Naib, please tell me how much a ticket for a musical would cost?" Miles didn't want to ask something too difficult. He thinks that every civilian should know this kind of thing, right?

"I don't know." But Naib was not a civilian before. He was just a mercenary. He was bathed in battles and blood every day. How could he want to listen to any musical in a leisurely manner?

"Huh?" Naib's answer was beyond Miles' expectations.

"I used to be a mercenary, how can I have the time to listen to some musicals?"

After saying that, Nabu quickly picked up a raisin and stuffed it into his mouth, and said his wish loudly.

but……

Nabu thought for a long time, did he have any other wishes?

Naib once hoped to earn enough money to return to Nepal to live with his mother.

But now this wish has come true. He now lives in the manor with his mother and is happy every day.

If we talk about other wishes, they are probably those former comrades-in-arms.

Those comrades who died innocently because of their own mistakes.

But those comrades were also reincarnated into families without war, hunger and poverty with the help of the manor owner and Karl.

Nabu thought about it carefully and found that he seemed to have no regrets in his life. In other words, he had no wishes to fulfill.

If he had any more wishes, Nabu would feel that he was too greedy.

"My wish is probably... to fulfill Miles's wish." But Naib still has to abide by the rules of the game.

"Mr. Naib, do you have no wish?" Miles couldn't help but ask.

"No more. I am very happy and satisfied now. There is nothing else I want." Nabu smiled. Indeed, he was really satisfied. There was nothing he wanted anymore.

Miles wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Jack.

"Please spare him, Mr. Miles. Naib really has no aspirations." As a member of the "family" in the manor, Jack can understand Naib's thoughts.

"Then it's my turn to ask you questions, Jack." The game continues.

"Then again, Jack, do you have any wishes?" Naib couldn't help but ask, because Naib believed that living in the manor like this, there should be nothing he couldn't satisfy.

"Well, let's wait until you ask me down. You have to abide by the rules of the game." Jack reminded Naibao that he could not directly ask people what his wishes were. This would violate the rules.

"Okay." Naib decided to ask a question that Jack would never be able to answer, and even if he knew it, he would never dare to answer it.

Naib thought carefully about whether there were any questions that Jack didn't know, or that he didn't dare to answer.

But as he thought about it, Nabu didn't know if his brain was twitching because he actually asked such a question.

"Jack, do you know the measurements of the manor owner?"

As soon as this was said, the entire audience fell silent.

Everyone looked at Nabu with indescribable expressions.

Although no one spoke, the eyes of everyone clearly said: Nabu! ! ! Are you out of your mind? ! ! What question was asked? ? ! !

Nabu also immediately realized what stupid question he had asked? ! ! !

"Ah no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, you, you, you, you, you, you, just pretend that I didn’t say anything, I didn’t say it! I didn’t say anything ahhhhhhh!!! "After saying that, Nabu ran back to his room on the carriage like crazy.

There was one less person in the game, and because of Nabu's earth-shattering question just now, everyone was no longer in the mood to continue playing, and they all prepared to go back to the car.

"No one is allowed to raise the question just now." Jack said before leaving.

"No problem," Miles replied.

"What's the problem? I have lost my memory. What did you just say?" Norton said.

"Nothing said. That's right, we didn't say anything just now. What's the problem? Let's go, let's go, let's go," Valletta said.

Because of the problem just now, everyone decided to go back to their rooms. It would be embarrassing to stay here any longer.

Before leaving, Jack asked the flight attendant to clean up the mess. In fact, just find a lid, put it on the bowl of raisins and the fire will go out.

After returning to the room, Jack was still thinking about the question Naib had just asked.

The image of the owner of the manor gradually emerged in Jack's mind.

Especially the way the manor owner lay on the bed after drinking wine.

Jack carefully calculated what he had learned while painting with his own body.

"110, 65, 100." Jack whispered the correct answer.