Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 155 Kevin's Hamlet Journey

Cassandelle's morning was much cleaner than he had imagined, whether it was the shallow cloud in the distance, or the clean stone walls washed by the rain beside him.

Well, maybe it's Lyle's delusion that nothing has changed for Cassandelle.

At best, it looks much brighter against the backdrop of Mr. Ralph.

Before dawn, after he had just returned from the teleportation from Andrei, less than 10 minutes after lying on the bed, cheap uncle Ralph knocked on the door of Lyle's room.The shadow under the top hat was like a bottomless pool, and the eyes that were originally lake blue were bright yellow, as if there was something hidden under the originally clear water.

Ralph's power became stronger again, and Lyle wasn't sure if it was because of his guilty conscience that he sneaked away in the middle of the night.

"There's a new job, and your vacation is over."

"Okay, uncle, where are we going this time?"

"It's not us, it's where you are going."

Independent mission?It's not that Lyle has a sense of dependence on Ralph, it's just that Ralph doesn't seem like someone who would let Lyle do it alone.

"A business-like private commission," Ralph clicked his tongue, his eyes looked at Lyle with dissatisfaction, "you must be cautious when making friends in the future."

The inexplicable Lyle followed Ralph to the security office.

"Hamlet County, over there is the private territory of the Duke of Hamlet, in another country. Logically speaking, it has no intersection with us. However, a family of our aristocratic class recently received a letter from the Duke of Hamlet who is about to die of illness. The letter In the introduction, the duke was worrying about his heir. He researched the genealogy and found that a branch of the family had fallen to this side. The wealth and power of the ancient Hamlet family are enough to make the stone heart move. The lucky noble family is discussing how to obtain the status of heir .They need an excellent guide to escort the successor."

"Am I the one who was chosen for excellence?"

Under Ralph's disdainful eyes, Lyle returned to calm.

Ralph looked at the sky, only the sharp corners of the tower were in his sight, "I hope that brat can do something reliable this time, I really want to strangle you both to death, there must be a limit to joking. "

Lyle, who was accused for no reason, did not refute his uncle, and his doubts were not answered until he walked into the security office.

That handsome young man was sitting reservedly in the reception room of the Security Department.His golden hair is like brushed gold, reflecting light spots in the bright place. He has a chic smile that can fascinate a girl in Huaichun, and a beautiful dress outlines a tall and straight young body.He has a temperament that makes everyone around him feel happy. Even Mr. Garrett, who has always been shy, stopped working and sat opposite the boy, holding a cup of tea, and chatting happily with him.

This guy looks like a dog.

"It's just in time, Mr. Buller, this is your client, the noble son of Baron Borui, Mr. Kevin Borui."

Kevin stood up, showing aristocratic nobility to his little friend, "Nice to meet you, Sheriff Lyle Buller." Then his eyes swept to the gloomy Ralph, the corners of his mouth twitched With a twitch, "And...and Ralph Buhler...sir."

"Okay, you can discuss the details of the entrustment in private, Ralph, don't disturb them."

Kevin seemed chic, but passed Ralph with a tense expression.

"Mr. Kevin..." Ralph turned to look at his nephew's former classmate.

"Yes!" Kevin stood still, turned around, sweat slid down his shiny cheeks.

"Your entrustment this time is not in danger."

Kevin took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheek, "It's probably impossible without danger, everything in Hamlet is unknown, I just have an intuition that we won't have any problems, and my intuition tells me that we will be fine , Uncle Ralph."

Ralph seemed to let him go for the time being.

When Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward, Ralph's gloomy voice came from behind again, like the cold wind that penetrated into the sleeves in winter.

"Kevin, I hate being lied to, you're a good boy, aren't you?"

"Yes!" Kevin gestured to Lyle, took off the cane and hat from the hanger, and ran out in a hurry.

. . . . . .

Lyle looked at where Kevin was resting for breath.

Our aristocratic friend seems to have a unique hobby for playing in the mud, and the locations he chooses are often in dark corners on unfinished roads that no one passes by.

He took two deep breaths, brushed away the hair sticking to his forehead due to sweat, and smiled at Lyle with lingering fear, "Mr. Ralph is still the same as before... um... always appearing just right."

Lyle perfectly tore off Mr. Kevin's disguise, "If you want to say that the ghost is still there, just say it. The compliment is used on Ralph, it's like...well...connecting a pig's head to a person's neck."

"Is Mr. Ralph a pig's head?"

"...I will truthfully feed back your real evaluation to him."

"Hey! My brother, we don't have to lose both!"

"Let's get down to business, Kevin. I didn't know you had relatives in other countries."

Kevin tore off his collar a little, and leaned against the stone wall without grace.

"Coincidentally, I don't know either. When I asked my father suspiciously, he just looked at me with a half-smile, and then arranged for me to start my own journey to Hamlet."

"I doubt that our family has anything to do with Hamlet. My father just wants to get this windfall. A fake heir status, an inherited duke's heir glory. Just like those who sharpen their heads thinking Like a rich businessman who wants to become a nobleman, my father is also such a person driven by profit."

"I remember that Baron Borui's love for you is not as simple as indulgence, otherwise you would not have the opportunity to become a rare flower in the aristocratic class. Why did Baron Borui let his only son take such a risk, even if he has Even a well-equipped private soldier cannot guarantee your safety."

"Without soldiers, without servants, there will be only three of us on our journey to Hamlet."

"...Are you crazy? Three people are going to a neighboring country, such a long journey, what should we do if we encounter an accident halfway? Who is the other person?"

"Ha! That man happened to be the reason why I pulled you in. That man is the gentleman my father is optimistic about investing in, and also your competitor. In the name of my Kevin Berry, my Knight of Lyle, beat you opponent."

"Even if that gentleman has great abilities, the three of us will not be able to complete this road. It's too dangerous."

"No, according to my consideration, it's the safest for the three of us to go."

"What is the basis?"

"My intuition."

"..."

(End of this chapter)