Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 239 Each has his own calculations
Sometimes, Xia Houyan really felt that Haiwen Continent was quite small.

For example, after chatting with Mr. Bart Black about the "Thin Burial Sect", he was surprised to find that he really has a close relationship with this evil cult that worships the god of death:

Although as early as the "Desolate Era" at the beginning of the empire's founding, the "Thin Burial Sect" had emerged with the people's natural worship of death, but in the long river of history, the ZTE leader who really carried forward the "Thin Burial Sect" was none other than , is Simon Adrian's personal disciple worth fifty silver coins, and the founder of the "Odd Spirit Art" school——

"Death Rift" Jimmy Davis!

In other words, he was the patriarch of Necromancer Spencer who ran from Rock Creek City to Shuangfengling to deliver food.

And as early as when Simon Adrian was alive, this amazingly talented necromancer had already lived in seclusion in Blackwater Town under the protection of Earl Henry Igor, and after the outbreak of the infected area, Adrian Several of the young disciples did not cut off contact with the Igor family;
It would be better to say that most of the patriarchs after Henry Igor are actually believers and patrons of the "Thin Burial Sect" in private - pulling them all out and shooting them will definitely injure innocent people by mistake, but killing one every other is a big deal. There must be fish that slip through the net.

From this point of view, the reason why the "Thin Burial Sect" and other underground pagan religions can take root in the western region is probably not unrelated to the secret support of the ancestors of the Igor family.

How close is the relationship between the Igor family and the "Thin Burial Sect"?

Take the secret room under the garden fountain of the old family house in the imperial capital as an example-this cave secret room was specially built by the patriarch Igor, who built the mansion back then, to facilitate the hiding of comrades from the "Thin Burial Sect":

In order to show his admiration for the senior necromancer, he also deliberately set the ancient saying "One thing to say, Simon Adrian is a handsome guy" as the opening spell of the secret door...

After hundreds of years of history, the Igor family has been like a black boss who has washed his fortune and washed his fortune, and has completely broken away from the evil forces of the "Thin Burial Sect". The secret door hidden in the central garden of the family mansion is finally no longer open The previous patriarchs knew;
However, its existence and opening method have been passed down from generation to generation in the "Thin Burial Sect", and finally provided a shelter for Mr. Black and several religious brothers in the chaos of the rebellion case in the imperial capital.

After listening to Mr. Black's sobbing narrative, even the most sloppy Master Laurie could not help muttering "O Goddess of Fortune" in expression of emotion.

Alice Comstock, who had seen Mr. Bart Black in the imperial capital back then, but did not discover the true face of the old housekeeper until today, couldn't help asking:
"Mr. Black, how long has it been since you have been a follower of the Bomber?"

"It's been since I was five or six years old..." Mr. Black said with a mournful face, "My mother is a believer of the Thin Burial Sect, and I joined the Thin Burial Sect because of her influence..."

Master Laurie was speechless: Master has lived in Eagle's Rest in the western region for decades, and probably knows that there are some hidden sects in the territory, but he didn't expect the density to be so large, even the old housekeeper of the Igor family in the imperial capital is one of the members. one.

Xia Houyan sneered:

"Now, I'm really sad for the 'Kukuluz' family that took over our Igor territory... It will take a lot of work just to eradicate the underground heretics..."

"Master, master..." Mr. Black raised his head and said in astonishment, "You said 'Igor's territory'...Is it possible that Eagle's Rest Castle is no longer in the hands of our Igor family?"

Master Laurie sighed: "Our family was moved by the emperor to Frost Maple Ridge in the land of broken souls in the southern border."

The master briefly talked to Black about the experience of the Igor family and the development of Frost Maple Ridge over the past year. After hearing this, Mr. Black, who was born in the town of Eagle's Rest, lamented bitterly again.

But in the end, he still pulled the lord's sleeve with emotion and said:

"Eagle's Rest or something, if it's gone, it's gone. It's good to know that Master Elliott is safe and sound...Master Vincent will be relieved to know about it..."

Alice's eyes were a little red when she thought of the Duke who had given her the title of captain of the guard.

"Oh, let's not talk about these old things!" Master Laurie clapped his hands, watching Eldridge and Clement crawl out of the hole in disgrace, "Lord Lord, look at Mr. Black..."

"My dear Mr. Bart Black, you are free!" Xia Houyan patted the old housekeeper's dirty black robe, "Welcome back to the embrace of the Igor family! You use necromancy to guard the family's old house Merit, worthy of a 'Frost Maple Ridge May [-]st Medal'!"

Mr. Black wiped his tears with his fingers with emotion, and said with a bitter face:

"My lord, thank you. I haven't dared to show my face these days—since I caused the haunting incident, the exorcist priest of the church and the magician of the Magic Association have come several times. Every time they kill the undead I summoned I will summon it again in the future, but now people are staring at this house every day, trying to find out who is behind the scenes..."

"It's okay, now Auschwitz has been liberated by Igor's Red Army!" Xia Houyan snapped his fingers at Eldridge, "Ai Shuai, go back and find the Church and the Magic Association, and tell them that the house has been liberated." The Igor family bought it back, and the haunting incident was also solved by Master Laurie, so they don’t need to send anyone to worry about it anymore!”

A certain lazy dog ​​was cursing silently for a while, but he was still enough to accept the sudden overtime task.

No way, among the people present, that is, Eldridge, the former commander of the Eastern Army, has enough reputation to talk to the Church and the Magic Association.

"As for you, my dear Mr. Black." The lord turned to the distraught caveman butler, "I wonder if you would like to continue to help our Igor family manage the mansion?"

"I'm so happy!" Mr. Black didn't need to hesitate at all, with tears streaming down his face, "Your loyal butler Bart Black swears to you that within three days, the ancestral mansion of our Igor family will be restored to its original state!"

"Okay!" Xia Houyan laughed, suddenly remembered something, glanced at Lina and Alice, pulled Mr. Black and whispered:

"Well...you go and have a good rest first, the lord decided to go to the lobby to try out the experience of this haunted house. If you can make money, you can also build one in the rest area of ​​our wasteland Route 66..."

Mr. Black nodded ignorantly.

……

There is a saying that people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes.

The first experience of an unscrupulous lord's haunted house was only halfway through in the hall, but was unfortunately stopped by sister Katerina who pushed the door to enter.

After being disheartened by his sister's shameful and angry reprimand, Xiahou Daguan sat on the sofa like an unlucky person who was caught in a prostitution campaign, watching Lina angrily go to take a shower and change clothes.

Katerina gouged out her younger brother a few more times, finally sighed, and sat next to the lord to chat about serious matters:

"I heard from Master Laurie that you met Uncle Black?"

"Well. The old butler is a deep-lurking Bobu cultivator. The haunting incident in the house was caused by him to drive away those bastards who have occupied the magpie's nest."

Katerina was stunned for a moment, and while straightening the nightgown on her younger brother's shoulders, she let out a long sigh.

According to the previous style, Miss Eagle's Rest, who was educated by traditional aristocrats, should have hated and despised cultists the most, but Mr. Black is also a loyal old servant of the Igor family. During the temporary stay, his father, Vincent Igor, was busy looking after women, and Mr. Black, the housekeeper, was taking care of Katerina, and the relationship was like a father and daughter.

Under the emotional conflict, Miss Igor didn't know what to say.

"Then..." Katerina leaned lightly on her younger brother's shoulder, "What are you going to do with Mr. Black?"

"What should I do?" The lord was puzzled, "Of course the official should be reinstated and take up his post immediately! This mansion needs to be restored to its original state!"

"But isn't Mr. Black a cultist?" Katerina's eyelashes trembled.

"My good sister..." Xia Houyan pouted, "Just remember - if the empire wants to deal with heretics, Mr. Black is definitely not the first one from our Igor family to be burned to death in the Flower Square .”

Katerina bit her lip in distress, thinking of her younger brother's necromancy spells.

"The first one to be burned to death must be Master Laurie." Xia Houyan smiled, stood up from the sofa and stretched, "Okay, today is considered a consummation of merit and virtue. The ancestral house of our Igor family Di, it can be regarded as being brought back by your great brother!"

Katerina snorted:
"I took it back, but if you want to live here, you should worry more about the Miss Sandria who is opposite the door in the backyard... Well, they have sent you invitations to the banquet..."

The eldest lady took out an envelope smelling like roses from her bag, and handed it to the lord.

"Yo!" Xia Houyan laughed, took the envelope, picked up the letter opener from the table and opened the seal, "Caterina, don't you hate Isa Sandria, I thought you got the invitation card I will withhold it in the future and not give it to me..."

Katerina glared at him:
"You are the patriarch and person in charge of the Igor family. I am your older sister, and I am also a woman. When did I interfere with you in the serious business of noble communication and territory construction?"

Xia Houyan was moved and gave her sister a hug.

Katerina shook off the lord with a bad expression:

"You just touched Lena Leslie's little rascal, don't touch me!"

Xia Houyan rolled his eyes violently.

"However, the Emperor is no better than the wasteland of the land of broken souls. When communicating with these nobles..." Katerina took Isa Sandria's invitation from her younger brother, and glanced down at the clichés above. "...This is a serious banquet held at Sandria's house, it seems that many imperial nobles will come - since you are here in the imperial capital, you have to follow the crowd and hang out with those noble colleagues ..."

Xia Houyan had a bitter face, and his heart was filled with the discomfort of being forced by his parents to pay New Year's greetings when he was a child——

——I don’t even have a fucking red envelope to get, do it!
"The time is three days later." Katerina handed the invitation back to the lord, "In the past few days, you should deal with the tax affairs first, and then tidy up the house. Tomorrow, I will take you to the Griffin District to buy a statue. What kind of aristocratic dress..."

Xia Houyan had a bitter face, and his heart was filled with the discomfort of going shopping with his girlfriend on Earth to buy clothes——

——There is no fucking bed to go to, do it!
……

While the siblings of the Igor family were discussing their itinerary for the next few days, Countess Isa Sandria was being ridiculed by her best friend in the Sandria mansion separated by a wall. Capable things:
"Yo yo, I heard that Isa's 'fiancé' has come to the imperial capital, when will you let me meet?"

— Mrs. Natasha, a socialite from the imperial capital, covered her mouth with a fan and giggled.

This Mrs. Natasha was the newly married wife of an old count of the empire a few years ago, but before the old man had time to press a pear tree with a crabapple, he suddenly suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, lying in a lonely village, unable to feel sorry for himself;
So this young and dissolute countess left her old husband at home, and found some noble boys to hang out day and night, and it didn't take long before she became a well-known socialite in the imperial capital and a showgirl in the wine shop-now even her husband Her family name is rarely mentioned, and people usually call her "Mrs. Natasha" according to her real name.

For Mrs. Natasha, she only needs to spend time leisurely in the social circle of the imperial capital every day. Her greatest hope in life is to wait for her husband, the count, to drive west, get a large inheritance, and then find a handsome man. The guy remarried.

Countess Isa Sandria, who moved to the imperial capital two years ago, is Madam Natasha's closest best friend at present—the two met at a reception not long ago, and found that they were like-minded during the chat. They all like romance novels written by an elf writer "Flower of Abundance".

Isa Sandria just raised her eyebrows indifferently when she heard her best friend mentioning "fiancé":

"I've already invited him to the dinner——Natasha, if you want to see him, just come to my dinner party in three days' time."

"Then I will definitely come!" Mrs. Natasha winked at Isa, "If your fiancé looks good, my sister will try it for you first..."

Isa Sandria picked up the gold-encrusted porcelain teacup and snorted:
"Whatever you want. Anyway, I don't like a run-down nobleman."

"Oh? Don't like it?" Mrs. Natasha said playfully, "But how did I hear that you were the one who forced my father to enter into the marriage contract?"

"Marry him at that time, maybe he can inherit the entire Igor Principality, and I can also become a duchess!" Isa sneered, "What about now? Marry him, and I will become the daughter-in-law of a conspirator, Go to the wilderness to eat dirt?"

"Then you are not interested in him, and you still go to pick him up and invite him to a banquet?"

"He looks pretty good, and he's my fiancé in name..." Yisha lowered her eyes and said, "Come closer to him and pretend to be intimate, which can just help me block those annoying people who want to pursue me in the imperial capital." Young bastard..."

"So, Isa, you are not interested in him, so I can make a move?" Mrs. Natasha smiled slyly, her eyes shining.

Isa Sandria clenched her fist lightly, but did not answer.

(End of this chapter)