They all call me master

Chapter 766 Boom V

Facing the butler's inquiry, Earl Bernardan couldn't help but rub his brows.

For this old earl, he could draw his sword and fight ten trolls head-on, but he had no idea how to convince an abnormal noble.

Especially the kind of abnormality that has already been imprinted in the blood is even more troublesome.

He really wants to go home and play Gwent!

Why is he still busy outside even though he is retired?

That guy has disappeared for so long, why does he appear again?

Wouldn't it be better to hide it honestly and reappear after he is dead?

After all, at that time, he wouldn’t have a headache!

As the old count's servant and apprentice, Lin En, who had been with him for almost thirty years, could tell at a glance what his master was thinking.

Immediately, the butler Lin En said -

"Sir, you are a demon hunter!"

"retired."

"Sir, you are the last master witcher in Nan County!"

"retired."

"Master, are you willing to be laughed at by the guys from North County?"

"retired."

"Sir, do you want to forget the traditions of the witcher?"

"retired."

Facing the questions from his apprentices and servants, the old count spread his hands and gave quite affirmative answers again and again.

He has already retired!

Why do you still do these things?

Would he have visited Windsor if he had not followed tradition?

"well!"

Sighing, the old count leaned back on his seat and looked up at the roof of the carriage.

The wooden roof has become smooth over time, but not translucent - in a miscellany, he read that in the imperial era, some nobles would spend a lot of effort to plate wood. Making wood as beautiful as jade. When he was young, he also chose a pair of walnuts and was ready to try this technique.

pity……

When he was about to finish, he was beaten to death by an ogre.

Even if he finally skinned the ogre to use as a foot pad, it would be of no avail.

After that, he became disheartened.

However, there is no unhappiness.

After all, his Gwent skills are quite impressive.

and……

The ladies in the club are also very smooth.

Even though he cannot appear with his true face, his pseudonym "Old Bob" is well-known in Pulte Harbor.

‘I’m going to miss my appointment tonight, Lisa won’t be angry, right?

She also invested in a store for me before, but unfortunately I lost in a poker game. If she knew about this... she would be really angry, right? ’

The old count thought about the troubles he faced in his other identity.

"Ahem, teacher, please be more serious."

Linn coughed twice and changed his name.

And such a change forced Earl Bernacon to become serious.

The old count thought for several seconds.

Then, he said——

"Lynn, from now on you will be the only master demon hunter in Nan County. You have to..."

"Teacher, there must be a limit to joking!

As one of the demon hunters, I know my own strength very well!

I am not qualified and cannot be the master at this time! "

Lin's face became more serious.

Earl Bernacon immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay."

The old count said repeatedly.

Deep down in his heart, the old earl was thinking that he might as well let the identity of Bernardin die. Anyway, compared to Bernardin, his pseudonym of 'Old Bob' could live more comfortably.

Decided!

After solving the matter, he let 'Bernakken die', then went to find Lisa, and started a new life with Lisa using the identity of old Bob.

With the real decision made, the old count sat up straight.

"Was Pierre's body burned?"

"Burned!

Before burning, I had anointed his whole body with [Holy Salt].

The silver sword also pierced his body again until it was all burned out. "

Seeing that the old count finally became serious, Linn breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when talking about Pierre, sadness still appeared in the butler's eyes.

Peele was handpicked by him.

Today's letter delivery is also a trial.

If passed, Peel would become his seventeenth apprentice.

pity……

Linn took a deep breath and shook the melancholy out of his mind.

"May Peele rest in peace."

After the old earl comforted him, he began to take out sword oil and apply it on his two long swords.

Both the steel sword and the silver sword were soaked bit by bit with sword oil.

Linn, who was sitting opposite, was in the same situation.

Moreover, this butler is still silently preparing more ‘cursed seals’.

Compared with the old count who is a master, if he does not prepare in advance, he will fall into a troublesome situation like cooling down during the battle.

And this technique was taught to him by the old earl.

Similarly, it is also the reason why the old count is called the master.

Because the old count changed the original fighting method of the demon hunter.

‘Curse Seal’ has gone from being an auxiliary to becoming an indispensable skill on the frontal battlefield.

"Master, we're here!"

The coachman said, stopping the carriage.

Similarly, this coachman is also one of Linn's apprentices.

Therefore, after the carriage stopped, the driver looked around cautiously.

In the eyes of this coachman, even though the sun has not set yet, the manor is already shrouded in thick fog, making it look like it's late at night.

Especially the inexplicable things are stimulating his [spirituality].

Not only did it make his whole body feel weak, but it also made his temples feel painful.

"Relax!

You go back to the previous fork in the road first!

Waiting for our news! "

The old count patted the coachman on the shoulder and gave instructions.

As a disciple, the coachman did not refuse, nor did he make any rebuttal.

He knew very well that if he stayed, it would only be a hindrance.

The wheel is the wheel.

The carriage went away.

The old count then stepped forward and knocked on the door——

Boom, boom!

"Windsor? Windsor?

Your old friend has come to visit you! "

shouted the old count.

Then, the tall iron gate opened directly——

Squeak!

The harsh grinding sound of the door shaft was enough to indicate that the door was not always open.

And the bats flying out from it are enough to scare away many timid people.

Not to mention, the fog suddenly rose.

It is no longer [spiritual] vision.

But it was a real vision of reality. Thick fog surged from the depths of the manor, like a wave, covering the sky.

The evening sun disappeared in an instant.

Only darkness and...

A touch of bright red.

A figure in a bright red dress came with the mist, and suddenly appeared at the door from the depths of the manor. He was sitting in front of the dressing table, gently combing his hair.

The hair is getting longer and longer.

Moreover, the longer it is, the more combed it is.

Within a breath, there was a pile of them, and they spread toward the feet of the old count and Lin En.

The two of them remained calm and took a step back.

But the next moment, Linn's expression changed slightly.

The butler disappeared directly from the spot.

The old count's face was full of helplessness, and he disappeared without even looking at the figure combing his hair in front of him.

However, just as the old count disappeared, several more figures appeared.

The leader has two swords at his waist, and the emblem of the two swords on a red background trembles slightly with his steps.

Seeing the strange scene in front of him, this man drew his sword directly——

Clang!