Super Dimensional Wizard

　　When the young master mentioned "classmate", a suspicious blush appeared on his fair face.

When Butler Prang saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes.

He naturally knew that the reason why the young master was so active in delivering the letter was because the letter came from the girl in his class whom he had a crush on.

It is precisely based on this "motivation" that the young master forces himself to come to the Night Mountain at night.

 This is...youth.

Butler Pu Lang sighed inwardly, his eyes wandering to the young master's breast pocket, and he could see the corner of Cen Bai's envelope in the breast pocket.

 This is the letter that the young master is about to send to the master.

 When he saw this letter, Butler Plann's expression became slightly grim.

 Before coming, he actually already knew who sent this letter to the master.

　　—Uriel.

He is also the uncle of the female classmate whom the young master has a crush on.

The other party is in the same class as the young master, which means that the class is also at the same level. Under normal circumstances, letters from their family can be sent directly to the master.

 But the other party took a big detour and asked the young master to help him forward the letter, but there was something fishy in the process.

 As for what’s so tricky about it.

 Butler Plan, who has served Master Gulemo for most of his life, knows this very well.

Gulemo and Uriel hate each other. Although they are not to the point of wanting each other to die, the master will get angry as soon as he hears Uriel's name.

 After all, it was because of Uriel that the eldest lady disappeared.

If Uriel had sent the letter directly to Gulemo, it would probably have been like the letter not long ago. The master would have just thrown it aside without even reading it.

Uriel probably guessed Gulemo's reaction, so he wrote a second letter, went around in a big circle, and handed the letter to the young master, asking him to help deliver the letter.

 And the young master is the most beloved descendant of Master Gulemo.

 Judging from this move, Uriel still knows Gulemo very well.

Even Butler Plann doesn’t understand why Uriel is so persistent in sending a message to the master? What message does he want to convey to the master?

 Butler Plan actually didn't hate Uriel. He knew very well that the disappearance of the eldest lady had nothing to do with Uriel.

Moreover, Uriel’s decadent vicissitudes over the years were also seen by Butler Plann.

 It is actually not easy for him...

This is why, even though Butler Plan knew that the letter in the young master's hand came from Uriel, he still pretended not to know and took the young master to the Night Mountain to meet the master.

I just don’t know if the master is willing to accept this letter for the sake of the young master.

 …

 “It’s so dark, so cold…”

“The Mountain of Night has blocked all the people. It’s so cold here that it’s almost freezing. There’s a big lake next to it, and the humidity in the lake is even more bone-piercing.”

“Grandpa lives here, is he really recuperating? I feel that my body will be more uncomfortable here.”

Amid the young master's chattering, Aunt Sim led them through the long front yard and garden to the castle.

Walking into the castle, the young master finally stopped talking.

It's dark and cold outside, but the interior of the castle is brightly lit, and the stove pipes all over send a warm breath to every corner. In addition, there are many cats and dogs roaming around in the castle, making the castle not look deserted.

Of course, the most important thing is that the young master is surrounded by several puppies.

This satisfied his little vanity and made him instantly less impatient.

However, although the young master stopped complaining, he replaced it with Aunt Sim's complaint.

"The master likes cats and dogs. Every once in a while, there will be a new batch of kittens and puppies in the castle." Aunt Sim said: "As the young master said, there are too few people in the castle. , the dozen or so servants left behind spend 80% of their time taking care of these cats and dogs.”

“Just cleaning the hair they shed every day makes my head feel big.”

 Speaking of this, Aunt Sim couldn't help but curse again: "Damn the glory!"

The "glory" here is undoubtedly the Glory Church.

As for why Aunt Sim cursed the Church of Light for cleaning up the hair of cats and dogs?

The reason is also very simple. Today's Auroville, or the Dasman Empire, is almost dominated by the Church of Glory. The master often curses the Glorious Church at home. If those unpleasant words were spread, it would probably kill the master a thousand and eight hundred times.

　In order to prevent the master’s words from spreading, the servants here are all carefully selected and the most loyal ones.

 There are only a dozen or so people.

Aunt Sim’s inner vane is very clear: the master is definitely right, and the one who is wrong is naturally the Glory Church.

 Damn the Glory Church, if it weren’t for them, the eldest lady would not have suffered persecution. The master will not live in Night Mountain all year round just because he hates seeing people from the Glory Church.

　　Not to mention that he would not even dare to hire servants because he was worried about cursing Gaiden.

 So, everything is the fault of the Glorious Church.

Butler Plank obviously knew Aunt Sim very well and agreed with her point of view, echoing: "Yes, **** brilliance..."

Aunt Sim turned her head and glanced at him: "Aren't you worried about teaching the young master a bad lesson now?"

Butler Pu Lang shrugged: "The young master guessed it anyway. Besides, we were scolding Guanghui, and we didn't name him by name."

Aunt Sim took a deep look at Housekeeper Plan and hummed, "You're wise, you can go back to your room to sleep tonight."

 Plan Butler’s eyes lit up.

 Yes, Butler Plan and Aunt Sim are a couple. Just because of the relationship between the master, they have been separated all year round.

This time Butler Pu Lang took the initiative to invite Ying to follow the young master to the Night Mountain because he missed his wife.

Soon, surrounded by a group of cats and dogs, they arrived at the hall of the castle.

 There were more people in the hall.

But as Aunt Sim complained before, the servants in the hall basically revolve around all kinds of cats and dogs.

Aunt Sim casually pushed away a golden retriever that flew towards her, then walked around the black cat on the carpet and touched the palm-sized little milk cat meowing on the table.

 Finally, he came to the curtain and stretched his head to look inside.

There are still cats and dogs inside, but most of them are sleeping. Aunt Sim was not looking at these sleeping animals, she was mainly looking at the clock on the wall.

“It’s seven o’clock now. If there is no accident, I will take a rest at eight o’clock. During this hour, I usually drink tea and read the newspaper in the study.”

“Let’s go, while the master is reading the newspaper, I will take you over to find him first.”

　　Under the guidance of Aunt Sim, they reached the third floor of the castle and stopped in front of a door with a warm yellow light emitting from the crack.

Aunt Sim doesn’t need to tell you, the young master also knows that behind this door is grandpa’s study.

 Because...grandpa's voice has come out from the crack in the door.

 It’s just that grandpa’s voice is not that beautiful.

　　　“This group of priests who are not engaged in production and only know how to eat people without spitting out their bones are starting to block the road.”

“I’m not afraid of traffic jams at night, and someone might pinch my neck at night!” “If my name hadn’t been on the list, I would have spent money to find someone to deal with these sons of bitches!”

 “My glorious church of XXX…”

 A series of curses silenced everyone standing at the door.

At this time, the young master finally understood why grandpa didn't like to stay in the city. With his violent curse, people from the church would probably come to enforce the law the next day.

 Sure enough, Grandpa made the right choice to stay in Night Mountain.

Looking at the young master with a dull look on his face, Butler Pu Lang sighed softly: "At least it can be said that the master's energy is very strong, and his body is recovering well in the Night Mountain."

 “Who?! Who is outside!”

As soon as Butler Pu Lang finished speaking, he heard the master's irritable voice coming from the door.

There was only a "dong" sound, and the door of the study room was opened, and the corridor with warm orange light inside was a little brighter. But soon, the warm light was blocked by a dark shadow.

 The visitor was a middle-aged man wearing a black nightgown.

His hair was slightly damp, and he had obviously just taken a shower.

　Judging from his appearance, it is completely impossible to tell that he is already a grandfather. Only the sideburns with a few white hairs can tell that he is no longer young.

This person is the owner of Night Mountain Castle, Gulemo.

 Gulemo originally opened the door angrily. He hated being disturbed when he was reading the newspaper. But when he opened the door and saw a trembling little boy standing outside, his expression changed instantly.

 The anger on his face disappeared, his expression became gentle, and even his eyes showed a bit of kindness.

"It's Xiaobao..." Gulemo walked out with a smile and touched Xiaobao's hair: "Why are you here in the middle of the night? You said you were coming, so I went down to pick you up."

 The young master...also known as Xiaobao, obediently called "Grandpa".

Hearing the call "Grandpa", Gulemo's expression became softer: "Come on, let's go in and talk."

Gulemo took Xiaobao's hand and walked back to the study.

Steward Plan and Aunt Sim also followed in.

 The study is very warm, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers. Makes people relax involuntarily.

There is a newspaper on the desk, next to steaming tea. Apparently, Gulemo was reading the newspaper in the study a second ago.

 Gulemo did not sit back at the table, but held Xiaobao's hand and walked all the way to the sofa opposite the desk. At Gulemo's signal, Butler Plan and Aunt Sim also sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Gulemo began to care about Xiaobao's life, from studying at school to daily piano practice and music composition training.

 Xiaobao is very unruly outside, but in front of Gulemo, he is as well-behaved as a puppy. After all, his grandfather had raised him since he was a child. Even though they were not direct biological relatives, their relationship was deeper than that of father and son.

No matter what Gulemo asked, Xiaobao answered obediently.

It took nearly twenty minutes to answer this question.

Finally, after Gulemo learned about Xiaobao's current situation, he asked him the reason for his sudden visit today: "I know you kid very well, you are just crazy on your own. If there is nothing important, you will never come to the Night Mountain to find me. .”

“I noticed just now that you have been wanting to talk; tell me, what are you doing here to see me?”

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the letter from his breast pocket and handed it to Gulemo.

 Gulemo had long noticed the envelope in Xiaobao's breast pocket, and from the stamp on the envelope, he had actually guessed who the envelope was from.

 Even guessed Xiaobao’s purpose.

However, Gulemo is really nice to Xiaobao. Even though he was very resistant to this letter in his heart, he finally gave Xiaobao a chance to speak.

“Grandpa, this is the letter my classmate asked me to forward to you.”

Gulemo smiled and took the letter.

 There was indeed that familiar name on the envelope.

A hint of gloom flashed in Gulemo's eyes, but thinking that Xiaobao was beside him, he couldn't say much. I just asked Xiaobao about the source of this letter.

When he saw Xiaobao's face flushing when he mentioned his "classmate", Gulemo understood the reason.

 No wonder Xiaobao comes over to deliver letters late at night.

 It turned out to be the beginning of love.

 Moreover, I still like people from that family...

Although Gulemo didn't like Uriel very much, he didn't have any objections to the rest of his family. He thought for a while and said to Xiaobao: "You don't need to go back tonight. Just ask Aunt Sim to take you to take a bath, and then you can sleep with grandpa at night. How about that?"

Xiaobao nodded immediately: "Okay, can I hold a kitten and sleep with me?"

Gulemo smiled: "Of course. Go ahead, Aunt Sim will take you to the bathing place."

Xiaobao didn't say much and followed Aunt Sim away obediently.

When only Gulemo and Butler Plan were left in the study, Gulemo's expression finally darkened.

 “This letter...you should know who sent it.”

Steward Prang lowered his head and said softly "Hmm".

 “Then why didn’t you stop me?”

Butler Plan: "...Master, this is the second letter sent by Uriel. If he only sends one letter, I will definitely not bring it to the master."

“But he kept sending letters, and I felt that he might have something important to say.”

 “Perhaps...it has something to do with the eldest lady.”

Uriel also knows that Gulemo hates him, so in the opinion of Butler Plan, Uriel will not get into trouble with Gulemo for no reason.

Since he sent the letter twice in a row, it must be something important.

Gulemo actually thought about this. He was silent for a moment and took a deep breath: "Forget it, just give Xiaobao some face."

After finishing speaking, Gulemo sat back at the desk.

 After pondering for a few seconds, he opened the envelope, which did not look thin.

Soon, the contents of the envelope were revealed.

Six large pages, no wonder they are so thick when stacked, bulging out Xiaobao’s breast pocket.

By the light of the oil lamp, Gulemo opened the first letter and read it silently.

 About ten minutes later.

 Gulemo finished reading the letter. The reason why he read it so quickly was because the letter was actually only three pages. The last three pages were not the content of the letter, but a piece of music score sent by Uriel.

Gulemo originally thought that when Uriel sent the letter, he discovered something related to his sister, such as...discovering traces of his sister.

Unexpectedly, Uriel spent several pages describing only a harp score he obtained.

Moreover, according to Uriel, he got this harp score from a dream.

What a joke.