<!--Chapter Content Begins--> Count Rekal asked suspiciously while chewing on these words:

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"But, God does exist."

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Old Saman said, "Unbelief in gods here does not mean not believing in the existence of gods, but it means that these gods are not as worthy of following as the truth."

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Earl Rekal looked at old Samman and asked, "How do you know so much?"

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Old Saman rolled his eyes at Earl Rekal and said disdainfully, "I've listened to many more quotations than you."

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"Is that the servant too?"

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"Um."

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"I didn't have time to listen to it, and I didn't understand a lot of things. It seemed that it was translated from other languages, and there were too many referential meanings."

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"It's alright, it's normal for the elderly to have poor understanding. I, a young man, can teach you."

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"Hey." Earl Rekal put his hand on old Saman's shoulder, "Yes, yes, I like to hear this young man."

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At this time, old Samman turned to look at Karen again and asked, "Is the characteristic of your Inmelles family belief system really learning?"

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Obviously, in the eyes of old Saman, so many beliefs are piled up here like a grocery store. No matter how you look at it, the word "learning" cannot contain it.

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Earl Rekal said, "In the early years, when I was traversing the sea, I often cooperated with Wayne's navy to break through the military ports of other countries. Do you know what those sailors and soldiers who have killed the red eyes will do after breaking through?"

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Old Salman replied, "I can imagine it."

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"You can say an adjective..."

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Old Saman shook his head: "I don't dare."

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"Okay." Rekal nodded in understanding, "but the newspapers and propaganda of Wayne at that time was that we brought civilization to those uncivilized barbarians, so that they could learn our advanced culture."

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"alright, I understand."

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"You're young and you don't have much knowledge. You have to make up for this slowly. If you have to ask to the end, it's not appropriate."

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Karen watched the two taunt each other and didn't bother to interrupt them.

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Anyway, in his eyes, the characteristic of the family belief system inherited from grandfather is "learning". , but collected through the process of learning.

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"Okay, it's time for me to leave." Karen stood up, ready to leave.

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Old Saman got up and said, "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit us."

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Count Rekal said, "Thank you for taking the time to visit us when you are looking at my descendants and granddaughters."

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A black vortex appeared in front of Karen, and after walking into it, the vortex disappeared.

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Old Saman looked at Earl Rekal and asked, "Is that fiancee of his your descendant?"

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"Yes." Count Rekal raised his chin deliberately.

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"Why aren't you married and no offspring?"

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"Because my descendant girl has awakened her bloodline, and she has to sleep for half a year to digest it. After the digestion is complete, she will…"

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"If you don't get married and have offspring, you will be used as Sleeping Beauty? Which genius idiot made this arrangement?"

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Count Rekal: "..."

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Karen opened her eyes and walked out of the performance hall. It was raining lightly outside, and Borg had prepared an umbrella to help Karen hold it up.

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After entering the castle, there was no servant to inform him that Eunice was awake, which meant that Eunice was still asleep.

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Karen didn't disturb her sleep, but walked up to the third floor, went to the study, and sat down behind the desk.

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Borg brought in coffee and tea, then exited the study and stood outside.

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Karen opened the drawer. He remembered that he had put a few books here, and the people of Allen Manor would not touch what they left behind.

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In the drawer, there are a few more photos and a painting.

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In the photo, Alfred is sitting in front of the grave, holding a notebook in his hand like a priest reading.

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The same scene is presented in the painting, the difference is that a lot of exaggerated artistic expressions are made, such as adding more gloss to Alfred to make him look more sacred, like spreading the divine voice in the world on behalf of the gods.

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And on the tomb, there are also some color changes, giving people a feeling that the people inside are being inspired to wake up.

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Before going to Darkmoon Island by himself, Alfred was responsible for transporting old Saman's coffin back, and he had to arrange a formation in the performance hall of Ellen Manor and arrange the rest of the coffins even if they were empty now.

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Cullen once reminded Alfred that Count Rekal might not be awakened by Alfred, so he could change Count Rekal into the coffin after he returned.

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However, after he came back, what Alfred reported to him was that everything was done in the auditorium.

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Karen was slightly surprised when she heard the news.

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Alfred explained that he took his own words and recited it to Count Rekal, and finally made Count Rekal wake up on his own initiative and change his place to sleep.

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Karen didn't believe this reason, even though the photos and scrolls were placed in front of her.

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Is it because Ah Fu's "sound" ability has been improved to the extent that it can penetrate a certain medium?

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Since leaving Raylan and coming to Wayne, Alfred has been almost indispensable in Cullen's life. To be exact, no one can refuse to have an Alfred by his side.

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But Cullen still ignored Alfred's own progress. He lost all the aura of alien demons, and his listening and voice abilities were greatly improved.

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This "maximum" has always been an approximation here in Karen.

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But now it seems that Alfred's ability improvement has refreshed his estimates.

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Limited by the fact that he is still working for the Whip of Order Squad, there is not much room for him as a servant to use his hands and feet in the near future.

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He is rarely needed to fight, just be a housekeeper.

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That's why Alfred wanted to integrate the small group of demons in York City, because he also wanted to do things and play.

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Karen stretched out her hand and lightly pinched her eyebrows.

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As the leader of a small team, while enjoying the help and convenience provided by the team, he also has to take on the responsibility of helping the internal members of the team to arrange development.

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It seems that there is still a need to mention the position.

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If you can form your own Whiplash of Order team, then everyone in the Funeral Club will have something to do.

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Even for this purpose, the selection of the gate of reincarnation is determined by himself.

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To get this spot is to be one of the 12 best people in this age group, to be the captain of the Whip of Order team,

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Definitely surplus.

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If you slowly accumulate merit and promotion, it is still too slow.

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Excellent as a captain, didn't he also waste so long in Sangpu City?

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However, Karen doesn't think that these photos and this painting were put here by Alfred's order to take credit for him.

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Alfred is out of this stage long ago.

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But it cannot be ruled out that someone else wanted to flatter Alfred, so he placed it like this.

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Karen rang the table bell.

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Borg pushed open the door of the study and walked in, carrying a thermal bucket in his hand. He opened the bucket, which contained ice cubes and clips. After placing the thermal bucket in the corner of Karen's desk, Borg took a step back:

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"Master, please instruct you."

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"never mind."

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"Yes, young master."

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Karen picked up the clip, put a few ice cubes in the water glass, and then shook the glass while leaning back slightly to the right, looking at the vastness of the dark night outside the study window.

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Looking at it, fatigue gradually struck.

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Karen put the water glass back on the desk, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and closed her eyes.

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When she slept until it was dawn outside, Karen heard a knock on the door and opened her eyes. Karen yawned and rang the table bell.

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Borg pushed open the door and reported to Karen:

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"Master, Miss Eunice is awake."

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"Okay, I know."

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Karen walked into the bedroom first, and found that Pu'er and Kevin were not in the bedroom. They should be setting up the formation overnight.

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After a brief wash, Karen walked out of the bedroom and came to Eunice's room on the second floor. The two maids at the door were taken away by Borg, and Karen pushed the door and entered.

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"Well…"

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Eunice had just taken a shower and walked out with wet hair in her pajamas.

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"I'll let them call you later."

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"But I can't wait."

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Karen stepped forward, took the towel from Eunice's hand, and started to wipe her hair.

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Eunice said, "Just wake me up next time you come back, don't wait."

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"I'm happy to wait."

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After drying Eunice's hair, Karen sat down on the sofa, the doorbell rang, Eunice walked over and brought in a plate with breakfast on it.

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Karen took a glass of milk and took a sip. Eunice helped him peel an egg and put it to Karen's mouth. Karen took a bite and reached out to take it.

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"I made you clothes." Eunice stood up, "I'll take it out and try it on for you."

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"Breakfast first," Karen said.

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Eunice nodded, sat down and continued to eat breakfast.

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Karen stopped after eating two eggs and a piece of bread, and woke up in the middle of sleep with a bad appetite.

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Eunice also finished eating quickly, looking at Karen with some anticipation: "Should I go get my clothes out?"

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"I'll go with you."

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Karen stood up and went to the cloakroom with Eunice.

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Eunice took out three pieces of clothes, a black robe of order, a brown trench coat, and a thin suit-style coat.

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"You did it all?" Karen said in surprise.

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"Well, it's actually not difficult. Sometimes I dream of designing styles when I sleep, and I can put them into practice as soon as I wake up. Of course, I have a few helpers by my side to do it with me.

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It's just that I heard that the robes of the gods are usually inlaid with formations, but I can't do that. "

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"I've always felt that the formation in the robe is cumbersome. The clothes should be close to the body." Karen took off his coat and put on the robe. The satin was very comfortable, especially the neckline, and the details were very thoughtful.

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Went to the mirror and looked at it, Karen showed a smile on the corner of her mouth, saying:

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"I think you can open a ready-to-wear store in York City in the future."

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"But I have no interest in making clothes, I just like making clothes for you."

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"Then open a separate studio at home to make clothes for me. There are many empty rooms in the backyard of the funeral club."

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"Can."

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"Oh, yes, Mr. Pavaro's two daughters are also learning to draw and design, and they can be your helpers."

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"But, have you helped them arrange their future? Sorry, that's not what I meant."

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"I know, but unless their disease can be completely eradicated, the comfortable life under protection is already the most precious and cherished thing for them."

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"Yes, they are so pitiful. I have gifts to give them. According to what you said last time, the people living in the funeral society, Mrs. Lake, and your employees, I have prepared gifts."

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"They'll be happy for sure."

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Karen knows that this is a way to swear sovereignty. Although she still has to stay in Ellen Manor, she is eager to live in the backyard of the funeral home and start a new life as soon as possible.

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I tried on the remaining two clothes and they all fit well.

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"There's no need to modify it, I'll take it back and wear it later."

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Karen walked to the sofa and sat down. When Eunice walked past him, Karen reached out and pulled her directly into her arms.

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Eunice didn't resist, but took the initiative to put her arms around Karen's neck.

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"Want to hear a story that happened to me recently?" Karen asked.

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Eunice shook her head and said, "I want to experience it with you in the future."

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"OK."

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Eunice whispered, "Should I change my socks?"

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Karen let go of her hand and said, "No hurry."

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Eunice bit her lower lip and asked, "Which one do you want?"

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"Can you let me choose?"

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"Okay, in the bottom drawer next to the mirror in the cloakroom."

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"OK."

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Karen stood up, walked into the cloakroom again, and opened the drawer.

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"Black, White, Flesh, Grid"

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Karen suddenly felt that in the future, the studio at home would not be busy designing and making clothes, but could design and make stockings first, which would be used by herself anyway.

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After a while, Karen returned to the small living room;

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In his hand, he was holding a whole drawer.

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"I'm sorry, but I suddenly found out that I seem to have difficulty choosing."

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Early in the morning, Pu'er sat on Kevin's back and came out of the basement. After they finished supper, they were busy arranging formations in the original studio of Mr. Bader. There were three formations in total. One was connected to Darkmoon Island. One is connected to Corona Island, and the other is connected to the Pavaro Funeral Society.

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They are all forms of communication, not teleportation. That's all, the people of Allen Manor can't do it alone. The decline of a family must be all-round.

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"Hey~ I'm finally done."

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Pu'er yawned,

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"Stupid dog, let's go back to the bedroom to rest, I'm exhausted, meow."

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At the entrance of the stairs, Pu'er saw Karen and Eunice just walking out and riding a handsome white horse together.

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Pu'er said with emotion, "Oh, the energy of young people is really strong."

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Kevin nodded in agreement: "Wow!"

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"By the way, stupid dog, have you ever imagined riding a horse with your goddess?"

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Kevin shook his head.

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Pu'er stretched out his paw and patted Kevin's head:

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"No prospects."

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In the morning, Eunice fell asleep in Karen's arms. Karen rode her back to the manor, carefully carried her off the horse, and walked up the stairs.

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After placing her on the bed in the bedroom, Karen covered her with the blanket and finally kissed her lightly on the forehead.

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In fact, she, like Count Rekal and old Salman, is also "in jail".

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When she was riding earlier, Karen asked her if she would feel pain.

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She said: Yes.

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Just as Karen was about to give her some advice to ease her psychological pain,

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she says:

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"So I think of you every day before going to bed and when I wake up."

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After standing by the bed for a while, Karen walked out of the bedroom and came to the third floor.

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"Master, Mr. Alfred's phone number."

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Karen went into the study and picked up the phone.

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"Hey."

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"Master, your captain has called."

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"Have a mission?"

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"He asked me to tell you that Gendi's team took on a mission to **** the goods. Now, Gendy's team has lost contact. The last contact place was on Corona Island."

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"Corona Island?"

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That is the island where Wood Allen is located, and it is also the island where he first settled before landing in York City. Allen Manor has a small town on that island, which specializes in smuggling business, and now also undertakes business with Darkmoon Island. .

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To a certain extent, that line has already been occupied by the God of Order, but Allen Manor, relying on the face of Darkmoon Island, can join it to drink soup.

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And Mr. Wood, although he only had contact with Cullen once, he also left a deep impression on Cullen, especially when he patted his chest in front of Cullen:

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"The Allen family, any kindness will be repaid!"

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He even worried that the people in the manor would dislike Karen and leave her homeland, and he promised that if the people in the manor didn't want to marry Eunice to Karen, he would marry his daughter to Karen.

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In short, he is a man with quaint pirate values.

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"What did the captain say?"

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"The captain said that he knows the relationship between this island and Allen Manor, so I want to ask if you want to solve this matter yourself. If you want, he can call some people to organize a rescue and search team. After all, Gendi is also considered him. Half a man."

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So, if it's only half of his subordinates, the captain doesn't have much motivation to come to the rescue, right?

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Karen felt that the captain should really think so, because the captain should be resting just like himself now.

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During the last trip to Darkmoon Island, the two most tiring people, one was me, and the other was the captain.

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"wait for me a while."

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"Okay, young master."

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Karen hung up the phone and asked Borg to inform old Anderson and the others, while she walked into the master bedroom and reached out to wake up Pu'er, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

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"What's wrong?" Pu'er asked, rubbing his eyes.

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"Has the communication formation completed? Can I contact Corona Island directly now?"

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"That's alright, there is already a formation stone over there, and we can connect it there after we arrange it here."

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"Okay, let's get in touch now."

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"So urgent, can't you send a telegram or send someone to contact you?"

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"It may not be too late."

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"OK."

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Pu'er could only get up. Who said Corona Island belonged to Allen's family? That "old man" was not for nothing.

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By the time Karen came downstairs, old Anderson and Mr. Mike were already waiting.

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"Master, what happened to Corona Island?" Old Anderson asked anxiously.

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His eldest son is on that island. Now, his second son is disabled, and his younger son runs away to pursue art. The eldest son, who was originally the least popular, has become the most normal one.

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"Is there a connection between the manor and Corona Island recently?" Cullen asked.

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Mr. Mack replied: "According to the past habits, telegrams and letterhead exchanges are normal, and the delivery of goods is also normal."

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Because Corona Island is a transit point for smuggling, it needs to be isolated from the outside world to a certain extent. It is impossible to directly lead a telephone line there. Basically, people are sent to the nearby shore for contact.

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Karen nodded and led the crowd to the basement.

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"Stupid dog, go and debug it." Pu'er ordered.

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Kevin stepped forward to use the dog's paws to familiarize the array, while Old Anderson and Mr. Mike next to him looked at the dog and swallowed almost at the same time.

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With a low-level formation spar being thrown into the groove, the formation started.

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A blue circle of light rose, forming an ellipse.

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After about five minutes, Mr. Wood's voice came from the opposite side:

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"Has the formation at home finally been arranged? I have kept this formation in my hands for a long time."

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Cullen said, "Mr. Wood, I'm Cullen, how are you?"

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"Huh? Karen, hahaha, it's you stinky boy. When are you coming back to the island to play, you can't just sleep with my daughter Camilla and be irresponsible."

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"After a while, I'm helping my family debug the communication array. This time I'm testing the effect of the communication array. It looks good."

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"Well, I can hear it clearly here, no problem. It will be much more convenient to communicate with home in the future, but the communication fee is not a little bit more expensive than the telegraph."

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"Okay, Mr. Wood, goodbye."

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"Goodbye, Karen."

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The array stops running, and the blue ellipse disappears.

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Karen said:

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"Something happened on the island."

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Old Anderson said immediately, "I'll organize the staff right away."

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Karen raised her hand and said, "No, this matter involves the whip of Order. We will take action. I will go back now to join my captain and the others, and try to get to Corona Island as quickly as possible."

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Pu'er said, "I'm going with the stupid dog too."

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Cullen responded: "I think maybe it's a better choice for you to stay here or be sent home by me."

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Pu'er asked, "Didn't you say you want to land on the island as quickly as possible?"

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"Yes."

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"Then notify your captain and ask him to bring people to join us at the port of Montoust between Allen Manor and York City,

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By the way, let the radio goblin carry me and the stupid dog's puppet here in a hearse, and we all gather here.

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In this way, it is much faster than driving back to York City and then going to York Harbor to board the ship, and from the perspective of straight-line distance,

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The straight-line distance between Montauste and Corona Island is even shorter. "

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Cullen looked at old Anderson and asked, "Why haven't I heard of Montauste Harbor?"

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Old Anderson replied immediately: "It used to be a small port, but it has been abandoned for decades."

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When Karen heard the words, she said to Pu'er, "The abandoned port has no ships."

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Pu'er wagged his tail and asked back, "Karen, have you forgotten what you were sitting on to come to Wien?"

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"You want to summon it?"

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Pu'er nodded and said:

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"Yes, I will summon the sea beast Acelos!"

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And at night.

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