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The pair of dark golden eyes looked at them silently, with unknown emotions simmering deep in the pupils. It was like a desperate prisoner who had tried hard to find death but gained nothing. Because he had already accepted the judgment of fate, he became indulgent and reckless in everything.

"Some things are in the past, why do you insist on it?"

These words hit everyone's heart hard, clearing away a lingering fog. Mason looked at them, his heartbeat quickening. He tried to turn the story from a conspiracy record into a melodramatic novel.

He is gambling.

It's not surprising that there are people in this world who can match his confession. To put it bluntly, these are very typical common knight qualities, and there are always one or two talented people who can fit in. He originally wanted to climb up the ladder and give this vest a shocking and unconfirmed identity.

But he didn't expect that the other party would quickly come up with a lot of quotations from classics. Smart people tend to overthink things, and Mason broke out in a cold sweat.

Stop bragging, stop bragging. I don’t remember any of the names or empires you mentioned!

He even used some vest side effects in order to end this torture as soon as possible, but he heard the answer, Rambo, Rambo...

Rambo's eyes lit up.

"Can you tell me more about this... mmmmmm...!"

Please, can you save me some trouble? Rick quickly covered Rambo's mouth to prevent him from saying anything to irritate him. Brainworm Bloodline is impeccable as a think tank, but once he encounters something he doesn't know, he tends to be impulsive. He smiled stiffly to smooth things over, trying to get away with it.

"Hahaha, hahaha, it's getting late, let's not keep the Baron waiting, let's go over there quickly."

Well done, Rex, you are worthy of being my most trusted partner!

Mason looked at him deeply, put away his murderous aura and walked out with a refreshed spirit. He walked cleanly, and Rambo found an opportunity behind him and suddenly stepped on Ricks's foot. The bloodline man was very strong, and the man's face was twisted in pain.

Rambo snorted and walked away with a mocking look on his face. Rex looked bitter and resentful, and when he saw Orih stop in front of him, he shook his head and said, "You can offend anyone else, but go and offend the brainworm."

"Is that what I want to offend?"

I was afraid that we would all be cut in half! You have never seen a worm corpse, so you don't know how vicious it is!

Rex followed him out the door in a bitter mood, sighing that no one understood his conscience. On the corridor outside the door, armor decorations and hanging swords were set up at intervals. It can be seen that Ronald is indeed a standard knight, and his home is full of the style of knight literature.

When they found the baron, he had already put his mood into shape and warmly invited them to taste the local specialty tea.

This smoky tea has a minty effect, and after drinking it, you'll feel cool from head to toe, and it's very refreshing. But Mason wasn't interested in anything else, and after taking two sips, he put down the cup and looked like he was going to have a long conversation.

"Mr. Ronald, the sooner we can eliminate the monsters, the better. Ya'an City is in urgent need of manpower. May I ask where the Viscount and his men are now? If possible, I would like to meet with them."

Ronald took off his helmet, revealing a face with blond hair and blue eyes, looking righteous, which was quite consistent with people's stereotype of knights. Hearing this, he couldn't help showing a little embarrassment.

"Your Excellency the Viscount and his men are not in the territory now..."

Ollie poked her head out and asked in surprise, "They are about to lose their titles, but they are still running away?"

"The Viscount left because of his child's illness. I'm here to watch over you, so you won't be a problem for now. If you need anything, you can tell me, and I will fully cooperate with you."

The knight obviously felt that his lord had acted a little unfairly, and his face was filled with embarrassment. Mason was embarrassed to bully an honest man, especially since he was the cause of all this. He thought about it and brought the topic back to the goal of this mission.

"Tell me about the monster we're dealing with this time."

When it came to business, Ronald sat up straighter.

"That's a group of [Giant Ghost Wolves], and their leader is a C-rank. We don't know how they got to their territory yet, but they are obviously intelligent and only move within the range of the black fog. We can't catch them directly, nor can we get into the black fog."

The black fog is extremely dangerous to humans, especially at night. Without the special props provided by the church, it is easy to be contaminated if you enter rashly.

But no one in the room cared much. Let's not talk about Oleus and Rex. Rambo, the logistics staff, looked calm. Olivia was thinking about what kind of split work he would be assigned this time, and there was no worry on his face.

Ronald secretly observed the expressions on their faces and was roughly sure of what was going on. A slight smile also appeared on his face.

"If you need any supplies, please let me know. However, we are not as good as Ya'an City and don't have many supplies. I hope you don't mind."

"Quick victory."

Mason answered decisively that he would wait for this matter to end and call Canaan to treat the disease. Ronald liked this attitude very much. He smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. They will come out at night. You can have a good rest."

The group roughly agreed on a time plan and dispersed. In a blink of an eye, only Mason was left. Looking at the knight in front of him, a cunning look flashed across his face.

Who better than Ronald to get information about my parents? Not taking advantage of this opportunity would be a shame for the effort he put in to lead the team.

Ronald asked, "Is there anything else you need, Mr. Aurelius?"

What should I ask... How did you get to know my parents, what kind of people are they, where did you go this time...

A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. The young man handed him the empty cup and asked with a smile.

"What do you know about the existence of the black mist that has made a contract with the Viscount and his wife?"

The knight who was about to take the cup took it and replied apologetically: "This is the lord's private matter. I cannot comment on it in private."

He did not say that he did not know, because a knight would not lie. With a little guilt, the knight forced himself to divert his attention, and then he noticed the bloody break on the handle of the cup: "I'm sorry! Mr. Oleus, is your hand hurt?"

The young man realized something and raised his bleeding right hand in confusion. Ronald's face changed, and he hurried over to get medical supplies and bandaged the wound himself.

The wound was unexpectedly deep. The wiped blood seeped through the cloth, touched the rider's skin, and quickly spread into a thin blood thread.

Ronald didn't notice this, and he felt deeply guilty about the broken cups he chose that cut the guests.

This emotion continued to rise, almost drowning him completely.

Mr. Oreius came specially to help me and the lord, but I actually hurt him... This mistake is not worth dying for!

Strong emotions surged out, and the knight himself did not notice the pleading in his eyes. It was like a loyal family dog ​​that could not accept the reality that it had bitten its master, and longed for the other party to punish it to atone for its sin.

"I'm really sorry, I can't ask for forgiveness, is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

The young man's gentle voice suddenly made Ronald's heart ache. He couldn't help thinking, how could he forgive me so easily? I was the one who got hurt!

When he was extremely frustrated, a hand was placed on his head. The young man's face appeared in Onald's eyes. He looked gentle and focused.

"It's really alright, and there's no need to apologize. Although I want to know about the black mist, you're right, you need to keep the lord's secret."

Existence in the black mist...

Ronald's strong will as a knight struggled for a moment, but soon he completely surrendered to the other party's touch (Mr. Reviewer, this is a touch on the head, above the neck and there is no strange part, please leave me alone).

Mr. Aureus came here to help the Lord, he is not a bad person. And if you tell me, maybe it can help the Lord and cure Master Mason. After all, Mr. Aureus is omnipotent...

He did not realize how strange his thoughts were. The bandage on Orelius's hand had been untied at some point, and more blood flowed onto the knight's body, forming tiny patterns.

"In fact, I don't know much about the contract with the Black Mist. But ever since Master Mason was born and suffered the Black Mist curse, they have felt regret and guilt. Especially Lady Faile, she has always felt that it was her fault for being active on the battlefield at that time."

He somehow revealed what he had originally decided to take into the coffin.

"All doctors concluded that the child would not survive for more than three months, and the two adults frantically searched for solutions. Finally, a mysterious bloodline person came to the territory and had a secret conversation with the two adults."

"No one knows the outcome of the secret talks, but after that, Master Mason really survived. The two adults continued to look for a cure after the bloodline left."

At this point, the knight looked a little hesitant. He hesitated for a moment before continuing in a low voice.

"...I overheard two adults talking about finding other treatments no matter what..."

"Otherwise, when that bloodline person appears again, Master Mason will die!"