Even in the rain, the Soul-Eating Monster's scream before death could still be clearly heard by Su Su and Qin Xiaoxia in the distance.
Qin Xiaoxia couldn't help but smile.
Hilbert's falling asleep was arranged by him, as was his waking up time, his irrational and impulsive solo actions, and his sudden outburst of courage afterwards, not to mention the inexplicable "power" he gained.
Despite so many "fakes", Hilbert would not realize them. On the contrary, the truth about the Soul Eater and the magical power he unleashed pushed tonight's adventure to a height that Hilbert would never forget.
And it naturally lays a solid foundation for what comes next.
In ancient times, if the old scammers in the association wanted to use similar methods, they would have to go through a lot of trouble to achieve similar results, and there was also the risk of exposure, which was far less convenient than what Qin Xiaoxia has now.
At this moment, Su Su's eyes were following the soul-eating monster that was fleeing in panic in the rain.
"Teacher, do you want us to capture this thing and send it to the Chakus family?"
Su Mei's words drew Qin Xiaoxia's attention away from the location of the manor, and he casually glanced at the soul-eating monster.
"No need. With the Soul Eater's intelligence and courage, it will definitely hide immediately after being frightened like this. If there is a 'real owner', it will be a good opportunity for it to find the Soul Eater on its own. It would be bad if it is caught by us."
"And if there is no 'real owner', it would be more appropriate for Hilbert to catch the Soul Eater himself."
Su Su nodded thoughtfully. If the possible monster was very powerful, even if the Soul Eater was caught, her divination might not be effective and might even alert the enemy.
There should be nothing else to do tonight. Looking at the heavy rain, Sister Su suddenly thought of the scenes in the melodramatic romance dramas.
When a girl feels cold, the boy takes off his clothes and puts them on her, or just hugs her.
Well, it's just a thought. Don't say that I don't have the courage. Even if I do have this temperature... even I don't believe it when I say it's cold, let alone my mentor.
…
Hilbert was ultimately unable to stand up. An ordinary person's body did not have an adaptation period, and rashly using magic power to explode to that level would have the consequence of placing a huge burden on the muscles and mind.
The key point is that this magic power was imposed by Qin Xiaoxia and was not recognized by the body and soul of the body director. It is a more brutal method.
Even if Hilbert only lasted less than two seconds, it was enough to endure.
So after his muscles twitched for a while, he fell asleep due to intense fatigue.
In the early morning, the rain had already stopped.
The two servants got up and when they went to check the living room which was used as a mourning hall, they smelled a foul odor. Then they followed the odor and saw Hilbert sleeping in front of the fireplace.
The ashes in the fireplace seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, and there was a pool of dried white substance next to Hilbert, which was emitting a foul odor.
"Master, Master! Are you okay?"
"Madam! Come and have a look. The young master has fainted in the mourning hall!"
Mrs. Chakus, who was washing upstairs, was so frightened that she ran downstairs without putting on makeup.
"Ah!!!!! Hilbert, why are you sleeping here! What are these? Paint?"
Hilbert was awakened by the shouting of the servants and his mother. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw several concerned faces.
"Mom, I'm fine, just a little tired!"
After feeling it for a while, I felt like the reaction of a person who doesn't exercise at all and suddenly works out for several hours without warming up the next day. My muscles were sore all over, but it was just soreness. I could move anyway.
There is also mental fatigue, like not sleeping for several days.
With the help of the servant, Hilbert stood up, looking at the charcoal ashes on the ground and the dried liquid that still smelled bad, and he didn't know where to start to tell his mother.
In order not to worry others, he decided not to tell anyone for the time being.
"Maybe I was sleepwalking last night because I missed my father so much."
"Clean up the ground. The hearse will be here in the afternoon."
Mrs. Chakus looked her son from left to right. Apart from the bloodshot eyes and obvious fatigue, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.
"Hilbert, don't be stubborn. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you must tell me. Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
"No thanks, mother. I just want to have breakfast now and then go back to sleep."
After repeated explanations and persuasions, the anxious Mrs. Chakus finally felt relieved.
Hilbert looked at his mother's face. She must have cried secretly many times recently because of his father's death. She looked obviously haggard without makeup.
"Mother, please go back and wash up!"
Only then did she realize that she had come down without putting on her makeup. Mrs. Chakus looked in the direction of the coffin and then hurried upstairs.
After drinking several glasses of milk and eating a lot of bacon, eggs and bread, Hilbert went back to his room and fell asleep.
After replenishing my energy, I slept comfortably.
…
As time approached noon, more and more relatives and friends gathered together, and Hilbert, who was feeling much better, was also among the crowd.
Others would think that he was too sad from his slightly pale and listless face.
Only Hilbert himself knew that last night, he suddenly burst out with power far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and killed an "evil spirit".
It seemed incredible why the mysterious man said yesterday that the bloodline of the Chakus family died of a heart attack, but now it seemed that there was an answer.
Looking at the fireplace that had been cleaned by the servants, Hilbert clenched his fists secretly.
There was a hint of trepidation, but more of a slowly rising sense of excitement.
Although I was nervous last night, my consciousness was always clear. I moved at a speed as fast as teleportation, and the blue light in my hand...
"What is the origin of the Chakus family? What power is hidden in my blood? Father, you will not die in vain!"
More than another hour passed.
While waiting, the old figure of Corini arrived, but the two people Hilbert was most looking forward to had not yet arrived.
Feeling a little disappointed, Hilbert had a buffet lunch with everyone in the restaurant.
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, old Baron Chakus was moved from the glass ice coffin to the wooden coffin.
The hearse has arrived.
Relatives and friends watched as the coffin was placed on the hearse, which then led to the hearse and the relatives' and friends' cars following behind, and the motorcade headed towards the cemetery in a mighty manner.
What made Hilbert feel relieved was that the two mysterious men finally arrived, and earlier than everyone else.
They had already been waiting in the cemetery.
The two mysterious men seemed to ignore Hilbert, or rather, everyone else. They would only look at old Chakus's coffin or close their eyes to rest.
Seeing this, Hilbert did not rush over to talk to him.
The moment the priest recited the prayer, everyone understood that it was time for them to say goodbye to old Chakus for the last time.
At this time, Qin Xiaoxia looked at the coffin and sighed, then stretched out his hand and pointed there, erasing the last trace left by the Soul-Eating Monster.
After all, they are the descendants of the true people of the Dawn. Even if they die and disappear, they cannot be disturbed by those monsters for a second time.
Buried.
When Hilbert was thinking about how to start a conversation with the mysterious man, he suddenly found that the latter was standing beside him without him knowing when.
The deep gaze met his own just like yesterday, but today there was an extra warning.
"Hilbert Chakus, with your current physical condition, it's best not to overdraw the magic power in your blood a second time. This is my advice to you!"
Looking at the young man with a nervous face, Qin Xiaoxia suddenly smiled.
"Of course, the choice is yours whether to listen or not. As for the death of old Chakus, we will find out!"
"etc!"
Looking at the two people who were about to leave again, Hilbert finally said this sentence to keep them.
"You can't just come and go like this. Who are you? What's your connection with the Chakus family? Last night..."
"Anger, fear, excitement... When emotions become strong to a certain degree, coupled with external stimulation, without the suppression of willpower, the magic in your blood will give you incredible power. This is what you want to ask the most."
"Don't worry, we won't leave without saying goodbye. Go back and have a good sleep, Hilbert."
The second half of the sentence made Hilbert feel the care from an elder to a younger person.
"Hilbert, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
The caring voice of his mother seemed to bring Hilbert back to reality.
"Ah? Mother, wait, where are those two people? Where did they go?"
Mrs. Chakus looked at her son worriedly.
"Those two men left while the priest was reciting prayers."
Is it an illusion? No! It's not!
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