They all call me master.

Chapter 766 Boom V
Faced with the butler's question, Count Bernaken couldn't help rubbing his brows.

For the old earl, he could draw his sword and fight ten trolls head-on, but he had no idea how to convince a not-so-normal noble.

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

He really wants to go home and play Gwent!

Why does he still go out and work hard even though he is retired?

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

Wouldn't it be better to just hide quietly and show up after he dies?

After all, at that time, he wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore!

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

Immediately, the housekeeper Lin En said -

"Master, you are a demon hunter!"

"retired."

"Master, you are the last Demon Hunter Master in South County!"

"retired."

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

"retired."

"Master, are you going to forget the traditions of the witcher?"

"retired."

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

He's retired!
Why do we still have to do these things?
Would he have visited Windsor if he hadn't followed tradition?
"Ugh!"

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

The wooden roof had become smooth but not translucent after years of wear and tear. He had read in a miscellany that in the imperial era, some nobles would spend a lot of effort polishing wood to make it as beautiful as jade. When he was young, he also chose a pair of walnuts and prepared to try this technique.

pity……

Just when it was about to be completed, it was smashed to pieces by an ogre.

Even if he finally skinned the ogre and used it as foot pads, it would be of no avail.

And after that, he became discouraged.

However, I was not unhappy.

After all, his Gwent skills are pretty advanced.

and……

The ladies in the club are also very sexy.

Even though he could not show his true face, his alias 'Old Bob' was well-known in Port Pulte.

'I don't think Lisa will be mad that I have to cancel our appointment tonight, right?
She invested in a store for me before, but unfortunately I lost it playing cards. If she knew about this...she would be really angry, right? '

The old earl thought about the troubles facing his other identity.

"Ahem, teacher, please be more serious."

Lynn coughed twice and changed the way he addressed her.

Such changes forced Count Bernacon to take things seriously.

The old earl thought for a few seconds.

Then, Dao——

"Lin En, from now on you will be the only Demon Hunter Master in South County. You have to..."

"Teacher, there is a limit to joking!

As one of the demon hunters, I am very clear about my own strength!

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

Lynn's expression became more serious.

Count Bernacon immediately raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay."

The old earl kept saying this.

In his heart, the old earl was thinking that he might as well let the identity of Bernaken die. After all, compared to Bernaken, his alias "Old Bob" lived a more comfortable life.

Decided!
After resolving this matter, he will let "Bernaken die", then go find Lisa and start a new life with Lisa using the identity of old Bob.

Having made his real decision, the old earl sat up straight.

"Was Peel's body burned?"

"Burned!
Before burning him, I had smeared his entire body with [Holy Salt].

The silver sword also stabbed into his body again until it was completely burned."

Seeing that the old earl finally took it seriously, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

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

He had carefully selected Peel.

Today's delivery of the letter was also a test. If he passed, Pierre would become his seventeenth apprentice.

pity……

Lynn took a deep breath and pushed the melancholy feeling out of his mind.

“R.I.P. Pierre.”

After the old earl said a word of comfort, he took out sword oil and began to apply it to his two swords.

The steel sword and the silver sword were both soaked in sword oil bit by bit.

The same thing happened to Lin En, who was sitting opposite.

Moreover, this butler is silently preparing more "curses".

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

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

Similarly, this is why the old earl is called the master.

Because the old earl changed the original fighting style of the demon hunters.

'Curse Seal' has evolved from an auxiliary skill to an indispensable part of the frontal battlefield.

"Master, we're here!"

The driver said this and stopped the carriage.

Similarly, this driver was also one of Lynn's apprentices.

Therefore, after the carriage stopped, the coachman looked around vigilantly.

In the eyes of the coachman, even though the sun had not yet set, the manor was already shrouded in thick fog, and it looked like late at night.

Especially the inexplicable things are stimulating his [spirituality].

Not only did it make his whole body go limp, but it also caused pain in his temples.

“Relax!

Go back to the previous fork in the road first!

Wait for our news!"

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

The driver, who was a disciple, did not refuse, nor did he make any rebuttal.

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

Wheels and wheels.

The carriage drove away.

The old count then went forward and knocked on the door.

Boom, boom, boom!
"Windsor? Windsor?

Your old friend comes to visit you!"

cried the old Count.

Then, the tall iron gate opened straight open——

Squeak!

The harsh friction sound of the door hinges was enough to prove that this door was not often opened.

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

Not to mention the sudden fog.

It is no longer [spiritual] vision.

It was a truly realistic vision. Thick fog surged in from the depths of the manor like a wave, covering the sky.

The sunset in the evening 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. She was sitting in front of the dressing table, gently combing her hair.

The more I combed my hair, the longer it became.

Moreover, the longer the hair gets, the more you comb it.

In the blink of an eye, a pile of them accumulated and spread towards the feet of the old earl and Lynn.

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

But the next moment, Lin En's expression changed slightly.

The butler disappeared right on the spot.

The old earl's face was full of helplessness. He didn't even look at the figure combing his hair in front of him, and disappeared.

However, at the moment when the old earl disappeared, several figures appeared.

The leader had two swords on his waist, and the emblem of two swords with a red background on his cloak trembled slightly with his steps.

Looking at the strange scene before his eyes, he drew his sword directly——

Clang!
(End of this chapter)