Hehe. ”

When Gerry saw Roger, her cheeks twitched and she squeezed out a smile that didn't smile.

"Smack!"

She placed a stack of documents on the table.

"I made a point of returning to the family to find information about the Stuart family for certain people."

Gorway looked at Roger, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light, "What about the red-haired woman?" ”

"Dumped by you?"

"You mean Amanda?"

"She's back in Injiman." Roger said as he picked up the materials on the table.

"How's it going, any clues?"

Govi, who was hit by the size of Amanda's chest, already hated Amanda to the bone, and Roger hurriedly changed the topic.

The simple-minded Gerway was fooled again, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"I promised you something, and I will definitely do it, and when I returned to the family library, I stayed in it for three days and three nights, and finally found a clue from the abundance of information."

"Remember the last time I told you, 100 years ago, Ingman couldn't find the so-called Stuart family, so I expanded the search."

"A descendant of an earl named House Stuart was indeed found in aristocratic families throughout Europe."

"However, after investigation, this family did not meet the requirements you said, did not relocate, and the family was dissolved 50 years ago."

"So I changed my mind, and according to the conditions you gave, I found a family that was very close to what you described."

"The Lieta family."

Sunny flipped to a page in the information, pointed to a round badge and said to Roger, "With daffodils as the base, swords as lines, and figurative letters on both sides. ”

"It symbolizes that this family originated in ancient Teartus." Gorway glanced at Roger, "You guessed it right, it's Stuart's reverse writing, and it also symbolizes the fairness of the family's scales all along. ”

"Exactly a hundred years ago, this old nobleman of Elder split in two, and some of them left Elder and, according to the direction of the wind and the route at that time, it is very likely that they reached the Bordeaux you mentioned."

"And the other, because there was no male heir, the Duchess at that time had a broken surname after marrying Jager Green."

"100 years have passed, and the former Duke's family has completely disappeared into history, and the only thing that remains is a manor house in Dublin."

"But after my investigation, now, this manor has also been sold to the Brando family......"

Roger flipped through the materials in his hand, and he noticed a name mentioned above.

"Jager Green?"

Roger looked up and glanced at Gway.

"Yes, you guessed it right, it's that Green."

"The writer of the famous Grimm fairy tales."

"He's still alive?"

Roger looked surprised.

Gervay shook her head, "It's just his name that has been handed down, the Brothers Grimm back then were amazing transcendents, and the fairy tales they compiled reflected the monsters active in the shadows of reality to ordinary people in plain language. ”

"In addition, the successors of the two brothers will also take turns to be the head of the Knights of the Round Table!"

Roger's eyes rolled, and this identity was obviously more surprising than writing fairy tales.

But soon Roger thought of the page of fairy tale manuscript he had obtained, "Since the two brothers wrote the Grimm fairy tales, does that mean that they have in their hands a cursed item containing a dozen or dozens of fairy tales?" ”

"The so-called Grimm's fairy tales are not just a book, they are very likely to be a powerful cursed item, a miniature world!"

The Brothers Grimm, the story world of the legacy, the mighty Knights of the Round Table, and these are just a part of the Privy Council.

It is no wonder that Europe under the control of the Privy Council has been able to maintain basic stability for almost a hundred years.

But they have a strong backbone.

"As a powerful transcendent, he would take the initiative to write a children's book."

Roger pretended to make a joke unintentionally.

Hearing his words, Gowey immediately retorted: "What is a children's book? ”

She couldn't help but pout, "What is circulating in the outside world is only a popular version, and the real Grimm's fairy tales are a detailed monster illustrated book, and it is the enlightenment book for many transcendental people." ”

"It is said that there is a big secret hidden in the real Grimm fairy tales."

Speaking of which, Govi was obviously reluctant to say more, but Roger confirmed his thoughts from the information she revealed.

"There's the specific address on it."

"If you really want to find out all about the Stuart family, I suggest you go to the manor house in Dublin and see it for yourself."

There was a hint of apology on Govie's face.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you this time, there was a big incident recently, someone bumped into a deer head spirit in the woods!"

"This terrifying creature hasn't been seen in nearly a hundred years, which has caught the attention of the Knights of the Round Table, and many people have been sent to that area."

"Deer head?"

Roger looked puzzled, but soon he remembered the earth-shattering roar he had heard with Amanda in the woods that night.

Could it be that guy?

A thought popped into his mind.

"Little Red Riding Hood in my hand may belong to the Knights of the Round Table?"

Roger thought about it carefully and found that it was really possible.

"It's okay, good luck, and hopefully next time there's a task I can help with."

When it comes to cursed items, Roger is now extremely enthusiastic.

Dublin, the capital of Aard, is not too far from Blairshire, and when Govy left, she even left a car for Roger.

After a brief rest, Roger drove to Dublin that day.

Compared to Blairshire, Dublin is much more luxurious and prosperous, with flowing streets, hurried crowds, and a quiet and peaceful big city atmosphere.

It's clearly more of a truly modern city than laid-back Blairshire.

When he arrived in Dublin, it was close to evening, and Roger did not rest, and drove directly to the location stated in the address.

A manor house on the outskirts of the city.

Before he could get close to the manor, Roger saw a number of luxury cars converging, and they were heading in the same direction as Roger, apparently a mansion on the top of a hill.

Even in the suburbs, with a forest on its own around the capital, this estate can be called a mansion in its own right.

Driving near the top of the mountain, Roger was stopped in his way.

"Sir, please show your e-invitation code."

A black man in a crisp suit stopped Roger.

E-invitation code?

What the hell is that?

Roger pretended to look down inadvertently, and the moment he looked up, the Axe Fa moved, "You've checked my invitation code, I can get through, right?" ”

The black man was in a trance, and he nodded mechanically, but Roger waited for 10 seconds, but the barrier in front of him still did not move.

"Shit, damn electronics!"

Black men were seduced by Roger, but the electronic program apparently didn't think so.

Just as Roger didn't know whether to go back the way he came, or to sneak in, a fiery Ferrari approached at the nearby checkpoint.

A figure sitting in the driver's seat caught Roger's attention.

Roger whistled lightly.

"Long time no see."