After listening to Homa's "advice", Wayne fell into deep thought.
The night wind that came from nowhere shook the shadows of the trees, making a bleak sound.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "What do you want?"
"friendship."
Homa replied simply. "We need your friendship, which is the basis for further cooperation in the future."
Under the gentle light, his eyes seemed to be flashing with inexplicable emotions.
"You are a special person, and you are in an extremely special position now." Homa's voice rose slightly.
"Maybe you don't understand now, we-"
He paused, "You can bring changes to this world."
It seemed that I had heard similar words not long ago.
Wayne felt speechless for a moment.
Just as candlelight in the dark naturally attracts mosquitoes, the influence of the Wenche family cannot be ignored in the kingdom. People who test themselves and try to win over them always come up one after another.
However, compared to the grand picture and financial interests described by others, Wayne's heart is far less important than what he already has.
The right hand that was placed flat on the table slowly tightened, as if it was holding everything invisible in the palm of its hand.
"change the world?"
His voice sounded interested. "With dark magic?"
"No," Homa denied.
"With the bright and unparalleled divine gift and unrivaled power." He said word by word.
Wayne's eyes narrowed and he stared at him coldly.
The Lownes royal family has always had a close relationship with the Holy See, and with this person's tone of not seeming to take the King seriously at all, could it be that His Majesty the King has joined a different faction, and the Holy See wants to use itself to support another spokesperson?
"The Holy See has always welcomed heroes like you." Homa didn't care about the change in his eyes for a moment, but continued on by himself.
"I heard that you are very good friends with Tasia, the rising star of the Vatican? If you are willing, you might as well represent Qingxi Academy to the Vatican for two months of further study in the next exchange and study. By then, my The master will meet you."
"With the Holy See and even the personal endorsement of His Majesty the Pope, who else would have no reason to doubt that you are a dark magician?"
Wayne immediately interrupted: "Mr. Homa's joke has gone too far. I am not a dark magician."
"It's just a matter of time." He smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "While there is still time now, if we don't do something in time, I'm afraid it will be too late in the future."
Simply relaxing his sitting posture, Wayne leaned back slightly and crossed his legs carelessly. "That's all you want to say?"
"If you are willing to reveal information about Lord Norman, I will not refuse." The well-dressed man said in a low voice, "Even some things that are inconvenient for you to handle... we can also do it for you."
He vaguely hinted to Wayne that the task of solving Norman could be handed over to the Holy See.
Wien declined to comment.
The man stood up, patted the hem of his clothes casually, put the tall hat back on his head, and straightened his tie.
"You are a smart man, Master Wayne. Therefore, I believe you will be able to make the right choice." He said, "There is no need to give the answer now. Soon the Holy See's exchange team will go to Qingxi Academy to use your With your identity and strength, you will naturally be invited by relevant people. If you are willing to cooperate, my master is waiting for your arrival at any time."
Under the cover of night, after darkness gathered silently, Homa's back disappeared.
After sitting quietly for a long time, Wayne looked at his seemingly invisible accomplices at the table and asked, "Xiaobai, what do you think?"
Xiaobai chose not to look, and turned his dark eyes away from Wayne's face, turning his head to the other side.
Sighing, Wayne yawned helplessly.
, hugged it up again.
"If, one day, Chris and I separate, will you go with me?"
Touching its bald and smooth head, I don't know why this sentence blurted out.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his tone was a bit like asking the other person, "Who do you save first if two people fall into the water?" or "Who do you go with when your parents get divorced?"
"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't have to answer."
He changed the topic and continued to implement his plan for tonight.
Let’s talk about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow.
At this moment, in another corner of the town, there were also two people who had stayed up all night.
"Karl, have you really decided to do this?" an old voice asked.
In the empty study room, there was only a dim metal candlestick placed in the center, illuminating a corner of the dark night.
"What can I do if I don't do this? I've disposed of almost everything that can be sold, except for this house..."
The man sitting behind the table looks quite young, probably in his twenties or thirties.
"The rest of the family will not agree with your decision."
Opposite him, the old man reminded in a calm tone.
"Oh, family." A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Karl's mouth, "Those people are just greedy hyenas. Whenever they smell the smell of flesh and blood, they will swarm them. In order to snatch wealth, they are even more shameless than outsiders - oh, maybe I was the same. one of them."
At this point he paused.
"However, it doesn't matter now. Even if I can't keep my title, money and property in the end, I won't let them be satisfied."
Looking at his unwilling expression, the old man sighed.
"You know, we are a branch of the Wenche family, and our family is prominent."
"Ha, the Wenche family!" The man seemed to have heard a big joke, "That was all so many years ago!"
"It's just a matter of deceiving a fool who doesn't know the truth. Do you still believe that the important people in the royal capital will remember the old friendship from a hundred years ago? Although I don't know what mistakes my ancestors made, but I just gave them away with a trivial title. What’s the difference between going to this borderland of barren mountains and rivers and being exiled?”
As if his anger was ignited, a series of complaints about the family situation followed.
"Damn it, I shouldn't have taken over the position of the head of this ruined family! I thought it was the god of luck, but it turned out that those people just wanted me to wipe their butts. They took the benefits and cursed me, and I thought it was pretty good! Now the debt is There’s nothing you can do to make up for it, and you won’t be able to blame me for disposing of some assets. If anyone dares to object, take out the money and then talk.”
The gray-haired elder sighed heavily again.
"Perhaps, we have one more chance," he said, "one...an opportunity to either make a comeback or never recover."
Karl raised his head in front of the mahogany desk that he had put a lot of effort into building in the past.
