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Chapter 472

"Sir, this was brought by a beggar. He didn't even see who gave him the task."

"Got it. You may leave." Duran regretted not keeping an eye on Parry. Looking at the extortion letter in his hand, he was furious.

He had worked hard with the army to steal the God's Remains from the Aiskin family, but the other party wanted him to hand it over just like that.

The hatred in his heart was indescribable.

Even though the church found out that the other party had probably transported the person through the sewers, they couldn't find him when they went to look for him. They didn't even know who had entered.

"Those priests too. How could there be such a loophole in the church!" Duran really wanted to point at those priests and scold them. For convenience, they had opened a sewer in the backyard and didn't send anyone to watch over it.

Also, the priests were not tight-lipped. After finding out that someone was in the church's sewer, it was a priest who was in charge of dumping the trash. More people knew about it than expected, and there was no way to confirm it from here.

Those people's arrogance was deep in their bones.

In the extortion letter, they wanted them to hand over the products of the Fountain of Life, or they would kill Parry Ti Axius. As for the terms of the transaction, they would explain it in the second letter three days later. Please prepare the items for the transaction within three days.

"Master, that Haarlem hasn't left the manor these days." Naturally, there were people who immediately suspected that dead leftover, but it was clear that Haarlem was so focused on knowledge that he didn't even leave the manor, so he was completely free of suspicion.

"Is this retribution?" The young corpse in the Aiskin manor appeared in front of Duran's eyes again. He was terrified. He was afraid that one day, his little handkerchief would also become a corpse there.

"Send someone to watch that beggar. Also, set up informants everywhere to find that guy's tracks." As if thinking of a certain possibility, Duran's expression turned fierce. He paused and said, "Continue to watch the Aiskin manor. Find a chance to get rid of that dead leftover."

"Understood." The butler obeyed and left.

...

"What does this term mean?" Haarlem asked Parley, who was eating at the side. The previous owner of this body did not have a passion for learning, or else he would not have gone out to meet a married woman in the middle of the night. Dust did not inherit much knowledge, and even after reading for a long time, there were still many parts that he did not understand.

Although Parry was still young, Duran had high hopes for him. She had hired various teachers to teach him since he was a child. Although Parry's bones weren't that good, he was indeed a genius in terms of knowledge. He was also quite sensible, which was why Duran liked him so much.

"Let me see, this is Cauchy, it reads: Negri! This other self is usually even more … unbridled and powerful. Of course, a long time ago, it could be called the God of Inauspiciousness and Plague. " Parry swallowed the food and looked at the words in the book. He said hurriedly, but for some reason, the only memory that remained in his mind suddenly came back to him.

Would he be able to recall his past only when he had the ability to see that person again?

"Negri." Haarlem softly imitated him and also felt a strange sensation, as if he was gaining some information from this name: "A stronger self?"

"That's right. The Cauchy people believed that there was a God called Negri. He existed inside every person's body, like a plague that every person could produce"

"Plague?" Haarlem was a bit confused: "Why would a stronger self be a plague?"

"I'm not sure either. The teacher who taught me at the time told me that it's not good to have too many people like that around" Parry was only a child around 10 years old, he knew a lot, but he didn't understand the more complicated things.

"At the time, the will of Negri was to use all means to strengthen oneself, to disregard the rules of society, to act without restraint" On the other side, Negri seemed to have noticed their conversation and smiled: "At the time, it was still a bit immature"

"This kind of will would naturally be treated as a disease by those in power, especially during the feudal era when they wanted to fool the people" Negri explained. At the time, Negri's will was still immature, but it was necessary. When one was weak, they could only develop themselves that way, and the stronger they became, the better methods they would have …

"Then what about now?" Listening to Negri's recount of the past, Lanshan felt very happy. After all, when the most important person to you was willing to share their past with you, it was a very intimate thing.

"I am the law" Negri softly said.

"Duran, your request is too much" The black-cloaked man looked at Duran and coldly spoke: "I've already done what you asked of me, losing your child is your own problem"

"I understand, Bastinfaiz, I understand" Duran nodded. Duran nodded. Although her tone was polite, everyone could hear the toughness in her words. "My Parry is my everything. He is my motivation and the biggest reason why I'm willing to take the risk to ally with you. If he's not here, it would be too good for both of us."

"I'll send someone to help." The black-robed man named Bastan Fai looked at Duran and stood up after a while. He walked out of the mansion and said, "Just this once. You have to understand that it's not like we can't change the city lord."

Watching Bastinfaiz leave, Duran let out a sigh of relief. If possible, he really didn't want to face this guy. That inhuman pressure made him very resistant, but to ensure that nothing would go wrong, he could only count on him.

Duran sighed. Working with this guy was definitely not a good thing, but for the glory and continuation of the Asius family, he had no other choice.

Time passed day by day, and Duran was very anxious. This was the first time Parry had been away from him for so long, and he didn't know what was going on.

"The bone-changing ceremony is ready, Parry. As long as you come back, you can practice the bone-forging method and become a great fighter, so you must come back safely" Duran kept praying to the great Eldridge emperor, praying that he would let Parry come back.

"Master, the letter is here!"

The announcement made Duran stop praying. He saw the same letter again, and the housekeeper opened it for him, saying the words on it.

"They told us to put the letter somewhere in the sewers. If someone is around, or if the letter is fake, they will cancel the deal and kill the young master at any time."

"Who delivered it?" Duran asked.

"It was a blind man from the slums. They gave him the letter and told him where to go. We didn't see this on surveillance."

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