Chapter 167 Basement
Coming out of the governor's office, Samuel's face looked visibly ugly.
He thought, he should have searched inside earlier...
"Pine," Samuel said, approaching the butler. "Go and fetch Bishop Cassius, and then send for the captain of the guard."
"This is..." the butler asked in surprise.
"Regarding the murder of the previous mistress, and the families implicated... If you and the others weren't involved, then you'd better do as I say."
"No, we are from the Governor's Palace. Mr. Hermann trusts his magicians more in these matters."
"Then do as I say." Samuel rubbed his temples. "Don't worry, the liquidation will only target Mr. Herman and his cronies. You won't be in trouble if you don't do it."
As he spoke, Samuel handed the information he found to the butler.
The butler actually had a rough idea of what was going on. Although he was not directly involved in some things, he was not completely unaware of them.
There was indeed no evidence of his among these evidences - all of them were irrefutable evidence that Mr. Hermann, his magicians, and relatives had killed his wife and stolen her property.
Even some magicians who were unwilling to work for him disappeared mysteriously.
The butler sighed. He had always known that Mr. Hermann was not a completely decent person. Politicians inevitably have some shameful secrets.
But this degree is even more exaggerated than that of the previous two consuls combined.
"I understand," the butler agreed. "I'll do it right away."
After sending the butler away, Samuel returned to the governor's office. He turned the gold bracelet on his hand and called Arnold back.
"Mom, you need me for something..." Arnold came forward cheerfully, but after seeing Samuel's expression, his voice became quieter. "Samuel, what's the problem?"
Arnold forgot for a moment that Samuel knew that he had recovered his memory.
Out of some secret, perverse pleasure, Arnold actually liked to call Samuel "mother", because at certain times, these two words would give him extraordinary feedback.
However, his intuition told him that it would be best not to argue with Samuel at this time. Samuel looked very serious, and it was obvious that he had something to say -
"Arnold, I have a few things to ask you, tell me the truth." Samuel said lightly.
"good."
"But there's something I need to report to you first." Arnold paused and said, "You asked me to observe the Holy Son from the Central Church, and I discovered that my teacher's younger brother, the Archangel, was with him. They seemed to be lovers..."
Arnold told him what he had seen and what happened last night.
Samuel nodded, thoughtfully.
He can indeed make use of this relationship.
"Arnold," Samuel got to the point. "I'm going to invite the Son of God to the mansion. It would be most appropriate for him to open the basement door himself. At the same time, I'll put all the blame on your father—it was he who killed us in the first place."
Arnold's eyes flashed: "Yeah."
"Also, do you know where the nugget gold in the secret room went? Bishop Cassius said it originally belonged to the Vatican. I want to use this nugget gold in exchange for everyone's safety. We will leave here with ten tons of gold."
Just now, Samuel discovered the secret room in the office and learned what the treasure that Bishop Cassius was talking about was - a piece of gold containing powerful divine power.
The letter that came with the gift was still there, but the gold in the gift box was gone.
According to Bishop Cassius, the nugget of gold is with Arnold.
At that time, Bishop Cassius said that he probably would not agree to him taking back the treasure, but the outcome was not something Bishop Cassius could decide. At the latest today, he would be able to meet the person who could really decide this matter.
But with ten tons of gold, Samuel was not greedy for this so-called nugget of gold.
The one who can really decide this matter must be that young man.
Samuel wanted to discuss with Arnold to return the nugget to the Vatican as a gift of goodwill.
"I'm afraid not." After a long silence, Arnold replied, "The gold nugget is with my teacher, and I can't contact him right now."
Of course, Arnold could not hand over the nugget gold. Without it, ordinary gold would not be enough to keep him sane and in the same state as before he was alive. He would die completely - the same goes for other living dead. Their resurrection depends on both the word spirit and gold.
Pan's words are gradually becoming ineffective. They are now just a last gasp and will soon destroy themselves.
There's no need to even take the gold from them; they will die out on their own within a week at the latest.
Arnold had a magic mark left by the god Pan on his own heart, but he gave it to Samuel and replaced it with a gold nugget.
Anyway, Arnold didn't want Samuel to know this, nor did he want to hand over the nugget. He wanted to be with Samuel for a long, long time.
"Ah... this is a bit difficult," Samuel said. "If we're not sincere enough, it depends on whether they'll be tempted by our emotional appeal."
"I have a way to deal with the living dead," Arnold said. "All we have to do is strip the gold out of their bodies."
"But Cassius and I tried this method before, and it didn't work."
"It's useful now, because... because my teacher's words have lost their effectiveness. Now that the gold is stripped away, they will return to their normal corpse state, losing their vitality."
So that’s why. There’s another reason.
but……
"Arnold, your teacher is really annoying." Samuel complained.
Arnold also felt awkward: "Don't do it, I'll go."
He also knew that Samuel was against this.
Not to mention Samuel, Arnold himself was afraid of it. He kept himself clean and tidy all day long, and he was unwilling to touch those corpses from unknown eras.
We have to get the Vatican to work together, Arnold made up his mind.
After discussing the evening's arrangements, Samuel told Arnold to move freely: "Walk around at night and let others know that you are resurrected. When your father's crimes are made public, no one will say anything about your resurrection."
"Okay." Arnold listened to Samuel in everything.
He thought, after what happened last night, Samuel still didn't abandon him and wanted to take him and ten tons of gold away, so he had no reason to hesitate.
…
After separating from Arnold, Samuel was busy all day long.
He first met with people from the Vatican and the guards - Bishop Cassius brought all the priests with him, and Samuel learned that they were planning to strengthen the defense and set up the barrier this afternoon.
Samuel tells Bishop Cassius that he will take part in the operation during the night.
He planned to wait until night to tell Bishop Cassius how to control the living dead.
The captain of the guard also brought a lot of people over. In the conference room, Samuel presented all the relevant evidence and let them see it for themselves.
After they finished reading, Samuel expressed his opinion: "I know you all must want to arrest Herman and the others involved right now. Unfortunately, apart from Herman's relatives, I don't even know the situation of Herman himself."
"I still can't open the door to the basement—and neither can Bishop Cassius."
"The evidence is conclusive. I suggest putting Herman's matter aside and dealing with the living dead first."
"Also, with such a serious incident happening this time, everyone should think about how to explain it to the Central Church and the royal family."
Samuel's words sounded a wake-up call to everyone - Herman couldn't escape anyway, and the most important thing at the moment was the problem of the living and the dead.
"Sir Samuel, have you made any progress on the matter of the living dead?" the captain of the guard said. "I believe that at this moment, no one is more suitable than you to serve as 'Provisional Archon'."
Bishop Cassius also looked at Samuel with a smile.
After a moment, Samuel pondered and said, "I have an idea, but I'll have to wait until tonight. This afternoon, I'll discuss this matter with His Majesty the Holy Son. In the meantime, I'll leave the safety of this town in your hands."
At noon, the servants brought a simple meal and everyone had a simple meal in the conference room.
In the afternoon, the guards were sorting through the files, and Samuel agreed to let them thoroughly search the governor's office and Mr. Hermann's room.
Bishop Cassius called together several magicians and priests with clean backgrounds, and asked Samuel to clear out an empty room for them so that they could make potions. Since last night, the living dead had become increasingly crazy, and several priests had been accidentally scratched, causing their wounds to fester.
It is always better to prepare the corresponding medicine in advance than to have no medicine when you are injured.
Samuel thought about the huge project tonight and did not stop them.
He said hello to Bishop Cassius and went to do his thing - to wait for the Son of God who was secretly investigating the situation in the town in the branch church.
Arnold sent a letter saying that they were going to the cemetery.
Samuel planned to wait and see in the branch church next to the cemetery.
…
"Your Majesty, you and your husband should rest in the guest room upstairs. I'll have the maid bring dinner up. Arno is probably coming to retrieve the heart, and I have some matters to discuss with him. So, I won't bother you with anything else."
Samuel's face turned pale. He hurriedly sent Garcia and his husband away and walked quickly upstairs.
The guards had already returned to the guardhouse in the afternoon, and Bishop Cassius had also taken his men out on patrol. Seeing Samuel's grim expression, the servants in the mansion all retreated.
Wherever Samuel walked, he left a strong wind.
He was really angry—
Originally, everything tonight was in his plan, and everything progressed as he had laid out.
The blame fell entirely on Mr. Herman. He and Arnold were innocent victims, and he successfully guided Garcia to open the basement door himself.
Samuel paid great attention to detail and even continued acting after entering the door to show that he really didn't know whether Mr. Herman, who ripped out the heart, was dead or alive.
But all this was ruined when he saw Mr. Hermann's body.
Mr. Herman's death matched what he had always suspected, but the details didn't add up.
Samuel used the handle of a decorative fan to lift the blanket covering the mummy. He took one look and immediately froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.
He saw that the heart embedded in Mr. Herman's chest was still beating vigorously, and the blood vessels connected to it were the ones that completely killed the new host.
Samuel's heart sank suddenly -
This heart is not Arnold's, it is his heart.
The features are too obvious.
A black, poison-soaked heart, blood clotted in the aorta, causing the heart to be unable to beat normally.
[Samuel] drank poison before he died.
Mr. Hermann was poisoned by this heart.
But Samuel was sure that he had a heartbeat.
Whose heart is in his chest?
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