A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 53 47. Ghosts and Ghosts
"That's fine, go back and tell him that if you want me to help you, come to see me in person and send a little girl over, with no sincerity at all."

"Yes…"

When Terea came back to her senses, the man in front of her had disappeared, and only the warm cup of coffee on the table reminded her that this was not a dream.

"Oh, by the way, it's true that I want you to be my maid. My family just happens to be short of a maid. As for the price, you can decide for yourself. I'm welcome here at any time..."

Hearing this voice, Terea turned around in surprise, but there was no one there.

……

In the afternoon, the sun shines through the glass of the dome on the desk, where there are two cups of strong coffee and a plate of pink cake.

The silver-haired old man was enjoying his afternoon tea. Of course, such a pink and tender cake was not suitable for his age. This was for the frightened little girl in front of him.

In Cassel College, in the principal's office, across a quaint desk, Therea, who was full of resentment, sat opposite the old man.

While the Principal's afternoon tea was an honor, she wasn't at all happy because she didn't get the job done, although it wasn't entirely her fault.

"Eat some cake to calm down, or a cup of coffee? This is the white coffee I brewed by myself. It should be very good for you, little girl."

The silver-haired old man was drinking coffee. His black suit made him look tall and straight, and the monocle on his right eye had been unchanged for a hundred years, making him a little more gentlemanly.

Hilbert Jean Angers, the current headmaster of Kassel Academy, is also a well-respected dragon slayer, not for anything else, but for his recognized power.

"No, Principal, I want to know more, what kind of monster you want me to fool." Terea handed the report to the Principal. Of course, if the person asked him to tell it, she would not write it in the report. , which is against the rules.

"It's hard work." Angers took the report. "Actually, I never thought that you could really bring him back. This is just a test."

He did not open the report, because he knew that there would be no useful information in it.Compared with these vague information, the feelings of the parties will be more intuitive.

"Tell me first, what you think of him." Angers put the report aside.

"I can't understand, I can't guess what he's thinking at all, I don't even know if he's joking or telling the truth." Terea recalled frowning, "However, his background in China is very strong, and as soon as I landed , he found me, this is the fastest mission I have performed, and of course it fails quickly. And his blood is also very strong! "

"Oh? Bloodline?" Anger raised his eyebrows. In his memory, this man had no bloodline. It seemed that it was necessary to test in advance.

"Yes, I've never seen eyes like that, and it even left me completely unwilling to resist."

"I see," Angers looked up at the dome, as if recalling something, "Speaking of which, it's too difficult for you, don't worry, this mission will not count as a failure for you. After all, that person is in China, but the emperor General presence."

"Emperor? There are still emperors in China in this era?" Terea was shocked.

"Of course not, he never said that he was the emperor, and few people would understand the secret." Angers shook his head, that is the tyrant who led troops to kill the entire border. In this world, it is estimated that there are only people like He has lived like this long enough, and is an old monster who keeps an eye on China's trends all the time, to think that the Specter who once wore a mask is actually the same person as this young man.

"Okay, I just came back from the mission, go and rest, this matter has nothing to do with you." Angers sighed.

"But the principal, he also asked me to bring you a message." Terea tilted her head.

"I can probably guess that I will go to China in person after a while."

"All right…"

Terea got up and left the office.

……

Knives and fine wine are the best tributes to worship the ghosts.

Angers carried a pocket knife and a jug of fine wine, both of which he had brought from the manor.

As soon as he got off the plane, he took a taxi directly, like an old man who came to visit his family from afar, with a gift in his hand.

The place to get off is a very ordinary residential area, so ordinary that it is easy to be ignored.

There are very few people here, and the houses are short and single-family shops. Even during the rush hour, there are not many pedestrians on the road.Obviously in a big city, but here is like a street in the countryside.

Between the two houses, to be precise, a house, and a taller building, there is a yard with old trees, which is very strange because most of the surrounding buildings are rebuilt, and This yard seems to have been forgotten in a corner by time.

There is a quaint gate in the yard, and the wall is not a high stone wall. It stands to reason that anyone passing by here should be able to see this incompatible mansion and be curious, but the strange thing is that no passers-by will know. Casting extra eyes, as if this mansion should be here, of course.

Angers opened the door hesitantly, and he saw the coffin in the center of the courtyard, and a long black spear stuck on it.But there didn't seem to be any extra surprise in his eyes.

He walked in naturally like this. From the perspective of people on the street, it was as if the old man had never appeared, and the door had never been opened.

He passed the yard and entered the room, without even knocking on the door, but just sat beside a teenager in the room.

"It's very rude to come out like this and disturb others' meals."

The teenager held the bowl in his hand, and did not stop eating because there was one more person around.

He just sat at a dilapidated table with a few ordinary home-cooked dishes on it.

"Sorry, uninvited." Ang Ge said with a smile, but there was no apology on his face.

"Do you want me to invite you to dinner?" Xuan Hao tilted his head.

"Can you?" Angers was a little surprised.

"Rough tea and light rice, if you're used to eating it," Xuan Hao pointed at the rice cooker next to him, "Well, cook your own rice over there."

"..." Anger was stunned.

"If you don't want to eat, just shut your mouth and wait for me to finish eating." Xuan Hao continued to plan the rice.

"clatter."

Angers put the wine on the table.

"Huh? Oops—it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, little brother Angers, eh? Did you bring such a good wine? Oops, oh, you're so polite, so polite." Xuan Hao changed his face faster than flipping a book. .

Angers sighed and looked at the young man who opened the bottle in front of him, wondering what it was like in his heart.

(End of this chapter)