They all call me master.

Chapter 769 Burning

Chapter 769 Burning I

Count Bernaken had already guessed what Marquis Einhas wanted to do.

Rejuvenation!
Or……

Regain your youth!

After all, they were too familiar with each other - in the past few decades, they were not only people who had been hostile to each other, but also had some blood relationship.

It can be said that if there is anyone in the world who knows Marquis Einhas better than his wife, old Count Bernaken is definitely number one.

That's why he was able to arrive one step earlier.

In addition, he also prepared an argument that was consistent with Viscount Windsor.

only……

He underestimated the strength of Viscount Windsor.

'What a terrible Windsor.

It’s much more powerful than expected.

Is it...

Is this the power of love?'

The old earl thought mockingly.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, the old earl was not impatient at all. Decades of life experience had already told him that when the results were not really out, it was not necessarily a bad thing to go slowly.

However, Lin En on the side was filled with ashamed.

The apprentice and part-time housekeeper believed that it was his own mistake that led to this embarrassing situation.

and so……

He wants compensation!

Almost subconsciously, Lynn looked deep into the manor.

In addition to Viscount Windsor, there was also his lover: Rose.

Lynn's idea was very simple, to kidnap Ross and get Viscount Windsor back on track.

Lynn believed that with Viscount Windsor's feelings for Rose, this plan would definitely succeed.

But just as Lin En was thinking about whether to make a move, his shoulders sank.

The witcher apprentice and part-time housekeeper looked up and saw the serious-looking old earl.

“There are things we can do because, it’s about our honor.

There are some things we can't do because, that's my bottom line.

When honor meets the bottom line, we should adhere to the bottom line.

Because, once the bottom line is broken...

We would no longer be ourselves.”

A layer of silent force field enveloped the surroundings before the old earl opened his mouth.

Then came the old earl's earnest words.

The old earl absolutely did not want his beloved disciple to become like that bastard Einhas, and similarly, he did not want his beloved disciple to become a bastard like him.

If it weren't for his connivance!

If he had tried his best to stop it at that time!

Maybe Einhas would not be what he is now?

In order to regain his youth, he is willing to cooperate with the "Blood Drinker".

That's right!

It's cooperation!

The old count was certain that Marquis Einhas would never kill the 'blood drinker', but would drink his blood to regain his youth.

Then?

Of course, I keep taking it.

Eventually, it became a monster like the Blood Drinker.

Of course, the monster is in his view.

In the eyes of Marquis Einhas, that was probably a 'perfect promotion'.

After all, the opponent's "Demon Hunter Road" has been broken.

Even if the other party has 'climbed the stairs'!

But the last step was broken after the other party made several choices.

What if you insist on climbing?
That's really a dead end.

It would be better to try another route.

Thinking of this, the old earl sighed.

"Understood, teacher."

Lin En's respect for the old earl prevented the apprentice and part-time butler from going against the old earl's wishes. Similarly, Lin En felt ashamed of his thoughts just now.

Although demon hunters do not have the doctrine of paladins that prohibits them from attacking ordinary people.

It's not that the witchers are not noble enough. It's just that during the Silver Age, those unruly people with pitchforks caused far more trouble to the witchers than the monsters did.

Often, demon hunters do not die from the sharp teeth and claws of monsters, but from the pitchforks of unruly people.

There were even cases where "advanced" demon hunters were beaten to death because of their own beliefs.

So, the Demon Hunters made a change.

But it is only for the troublemakers. For the innocent, the demon hunters must be vigilant and kind.

"So what should we do now?"

Lynn asked as he looked at Viscount Windsor who was leaving with Marquis Einhas and others.

The apprentice and part-time housekeeper believed that the teacher would have a solution.

In fact, the same is true.

"We just need to get a head start."

The old earl said with a smile.

He would not do the act of "not tying up Ross, but just talking to Ross" - in the old earl's view, this was no different from tying up Ross.

Even more so.

Because, this is——

Moral kidnapping!

Given the education Ross received, he would definitely agree.

The old count was quite convinced of this.

But if he does this, what's the difference between him and that bastard Einhas?

No.

Although he can talk about morality and justice and say that he is doing this for the other person's good and for justice, what is the reality?

Shit!

For the other person's own good, you shouldn't disturb them. It's best to let them stay here safely.

As for justice?

Even more shit.

He himself doesn't even know what justice is!
"Lynn."

The old earl suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

Lin En, who was ready to wait for the teacher's instructions, responded subconsciously.

"Take care of Lisa for me. She's a real good girl."

Having said these words, the old earl suddenly took action.

Snapped!
A knife strike with secret techniques made Lin En faint.

The old earl adjusted Lynn's sleeping position to make his apprentice lie more comfortably, and then set up two force fields.

A warning.

A line of defense.

After making sure that he had broken through the warning force field, which would allow Lin En to wake up quickly, and that the subsequent defensive force field would give Lin En enough time to respond, the old earl put all the props, scrolls and other items he didn't need into Lin En's pocket.

Then the old earl sorted out his swords again.

Then, he took out a bottle of potion from his arms.

That is a conical flask.

The medicine inside was shining brightly in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Demon Hunter...

This is the last time I will be called a witcher."

Having said these words, the old earl drank the potion in one gulp and put on his wide-brimmed hat.

The wide brim of the hat covered the old earl's eyes, which had turned dark because of the bottle of magic potion, and the blue veins that appeared on his forehead and temples.

But the wide brim of the hat could not block the heat waves generated by the burning potion in the old earl's blood.

next moment--

call!
The flames rose up and directly enveloped the old earl.

Looking at himself wrapped in flames, the old earl once again felt unprecedented power and estimated his remaining time.

"One minute?

enough! "

As he spoke, the old count whistled.

In the shadows, the mount "Carrot" that every demon hunter would inherit came out quickly.

The strong horse came to the old earl in small steps.

Radish rubbed the old earl affectionately.

The next moment, the flames spread.

Howling!
The radish neighed toward the sky and turned into a flaming warhorse.