Early in the morning, a two-horse carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the manor, and Joseph opened the window and cautiously glanced into the manor.

"Sir, it's a long way to get to the Green Castle here, and the road in the second half of the journey is not easy, I'm afraid it will take us a while."

It was a rough-faced man who spoke, he was tall, his face was covered with furrows, and his palms were extraordinarily powerful.

"Wait a minute, Heng...... No, Roger said it, and Chloe had agreed to his request. ”

While the two were talking, they saw the main entrance of the manor open, and a tall, thin man in a half-large black trench coat walked out of the room.

He wore a top hat on his head, covering half of his face, and it was autumn, but his tweed coat was a little thicker than the season.

Roger wrapped his whole body tightly, his hands were empty, and Emily, who followed behind him, only carried a small suitcase in his hand, which was estimated to only fit a few changes of clothes.

"Chloe actually agreed to you on this outing?"

Seeing that Roger and Emily were not followed by others, Joseph took the initiative to get out of the car to meet them, and Emily obediently put the suitcase in her hand on the shelf behind the carriage, and then nodded at Roger and turned to leave.

Despite Chloe's repeated requests, Roger did not agree to let Emily go with him, not for a distraction but for other purposes.

The memories obtained from the brain of the original owner of the body are fragmented and even contradictory, and Roger is careful to keep it in its original state.

He was still a little confused about the cause of the body's death, but a conversation not long ago made Roger realize that "himself" was dead, and Chloe seemed to know part of it, but was reluctant to talk about it in detail.

It's just a vague and unserious mention, stay away from those people.

Roger didn't have the idea of delving, the conspiracy that could be involved at the level of this body was very limited, and the enemy of this level could be easily crushed even with Roger's current strength.

Bothering to investigate for this little thing is easy to expose flaws, so it's better to disguise it, and if there are follow-up matters, you can also take this opportunity to test it.

He lost his body and suffered severe trauma to his soul, which greatly reduced his strength, which made Roger's actions much more cautious.

But that doesn't mean he's intimidated by it.

Impatience doesn't solve everything, he has already guessed something, and now all he wants to do is to determine the information and then take targeted action.

As long as you find your body, the soul and body are reunited, and recovery is a breeze.

He had thought that he would have to find some way to get his sister, who was so powerful in his memory, to his approval, to his death, but to Roger's surprise, Chloe only hesitated before agreeing to his request.

He then told him to be careful, and told Roger to prepare a gift for him when he returned.

"Let's go."

Roger boarded the carriage, and as he opened the door, his gaze swept over the driver of the car, his gaze narrowly condensed.

The body is strong but not bloated, the bones are thick, and the muscles are elastic, even if the other party does not show it, but Roger can see his strength at a glance.

It's just a simple physical quality, just above the extraordinary, after coming to this world, many of the people Roger is currently in contact with are very ordinary.

Even his cheap sister Chloe, Roger could sense the hidden danger in her, and he could see that she was not lightly injured, but what made him feel strange was ......

Chloe's body can only be considered athletic and elastic, and specifically, it only makes her skeleton well-proportioned and bumpy, which at best enhances some aesthetic appeal.

As for the specific capabilities......

Hehe, what do you mean?

When these thoughts popped up, Roger's heart was extremely calm, as if he was observing a beautiful sculpture.

The body he is now manipulating is a dead corpse, and the corresponding impulses naturally cannot be generated, and even if the soul is strong, some side effects have begun to appear.

He became calmer and more sensible.

On the balcony on the third floor, Chloe watched the carriage gradually leave, and then slowly withdrew her gaze, when a voice came from behind her, "Miss, why did you let the young master leave the manor?" ”

"Although he said that he was going to the Green Castle to participate in the outing, but once those guys pestered the young master again......"

"They don't have a chance." Chloe said categorically that she had gone out of her way to deal with some issues before returning to the manor.

Although the whole process was a bit smooth and excessive, the guys she wanted to kill were dealt with by the kingdom's inspectorate before she could do anything.

But the dead can't be in trouble.

Chloe thought silently, and at this moment, she suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky turn and fall forward violently.

Cracking sound.

The low table next to her was knocked over by her, and the tea set on it was scattered all over the ground.

"Miss!"

The housekeeper stepped forward and hurriedly supported Chloe.

"Your soul is wounded."

"It's okay."

Chloe took a deep breath and replied with a pale face.

"I'm going to take a good rest for a while, and I'm going to wait for Heng ......"

"Forget it, I don't know why he changed his name, maybe he really wants to start over."

"When Roger comes back, he will be very happy to see the gift I have prepared for him."

"It's not that he doesn't have the idea of revitalizing the family, but the world is so cruel, even if it can only be through the first awakening, I will do everything I can to let him go further."

"Even if I burn myself at that time, I will set his soul on fire!"

"Miss......"

The housekeeper's eyes flashed as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated and swallowed anyway.

She knew Chloe, and once she had made up her mind, there was little she could do to change it.

Stomp, stomp!

As the carriage drifted away from the estate, the speed of the carriage increased, and the driver looked rough but skilful enough to minimize the jolting.

But the technological development of this world is really backward, and the road is not smooth, and there is nothing wonderful about the whole journey.

Joseph's compartment is not too large, but it can accommodate at least four people at a table, and only he and Roger are naturally extremely comfortable at this time.

At the back of the carriage were two accompanying columns of knights, one sent by Chloe and the other by Joseph.

After all, this world is far from peaceful, beasts and thieves, and the kingdom's sphere of influence is not yet safe, let alone the unknown region outside of it.

Since getting into the car, Roger has not said a word, just staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, Joseph tried to find a few topics but did not get a good response, coupled with the long journey, slowly fell asleep in the bumps.

After some time, Joseph woke up from his slumber and looked up to see Roger, who was still in one position, and a rough voice came from outside the carriage.

"Two gentlemen, here we are!"

Green Castle.

Unlike Roger's manor, this is an old-fashioned castle built on top of a hill, with mottled walls and visible cracks in some places.

In normal times, the surrounding green forest envelops almost the entire castle, but at this moment it is early autumn, and different kinds of plants show colorful colors due to the change of seasons.

Bright as blood, brilliant as gold, with green and other colors scattered all over the mountain, the whole castle and the surrounding scenery are integrated into one and like an unfolding picture.

To be sure, the autumn scenery here is not inferior to Roger's manor.

It was just a private outing, so there was no need to go into the city to disturb the baron, and the carriage deviated to a small manor near the castle.

"Joseph, you've come just in time, if you're a little late, you won't be in time for the upcoming hunt."

As soon as the carriage stopped, a young man with curly brown hair and a friendly face stepped forward.

Roger noticed that the young man was visibly surprised at the sight of him, but he hid it well and did not notice it by Joseph.

From the introduction, Roger knew that the young man's name was Bundy, and according to Joseph, this guy should be from the royal city, and although the family is currently in the middle, at least he can still be stronger than the owner of the Green Castle.

After entering the manor, passing through the garden and fountain directly opposite the door, the two entered the main hall, and there were quite a few people who came to participate in this outing, in addition to the nobles of the nearby territory, there were also some dilapidated nobles like Roger.

No matter how difficult it was behind the scenes, at least on the surface, everyone maintained basic decency, the women were richly dressed, the men spoke elegantly, and a handful chatted with each other.

The most talked about Roger as they passed by them were art and opera.

Under Bundy's guidance, Roger and his wife soon met the initiator of the outing, Bisca, the eldest daughter of Baron Greencastle.

Biska looked twenty-four or five years old, she had a broad skeleton, she looked taller than the other women, the dress had a shallow mark on the chest, although the face was good, the chin was slightly pointed, and the high cheekbones made the whole person look a little arrogant.

In fact, the emotion in her heart at the moment was completely written on her face.

Joseph stepped forward to kiss the hand, but Biscar pretended to be reserved.

When it was Roger's turn, he just nodded symbolically and stepped back.

Even manipulating a corpse, Roger didn't want to get close to Bisca's palm that had been licked by countless people.

Biska's gaze shrank slightly, and a cold snort came out of his nose, but he didn't say anything.

She had long heard Roger's identity from other people, and although she was once one of the down-and-out nobles like Roger, she had no sympathy for her at the moment.

The glory of the family will continue.

Joseph is good at dancing with long sleeves, and his whole person is like a butterfly wearing only flowers, as if every guest here is a flower, and he frequently shuttles through the crowd.

Roger found a slightly quiet sofa to sit down, even if the perception of his body was not as good as before, but just by sweeping his eyes, he could easily get the information he wanted from the shape of his mouth.

Soon after Roger and the others entered, several more people walked in one after another, and seeing that the time was about the same, Bundy clapped his hands.

"Let's go, let's start today's hunt!"

"It's just a hunting outing, I guess everyone is not interested, everyone here, all men must participate in the hunt, and win by the quality and quantity of the prey."

"The winner will definitely be favored by all the women present."

Bundy blinked at this, causing everyone to laugh.

"In addition to this, the winner will have a chance to receive the Hero of the Kingdom, the recipient of the Order of Valor, the future Baron of the Green Castle—"

His voice rose sharply.

"Mr. Russia's pointers!!"

"Medal of Valor?"

"Dross!"

Everyone was talking, and with a high-pitched voice, a tall figure slowly walked down the stairs.

He didn't wear a military uniform, just an ordinary hunting suit, with a rigid appearance, a slightly rough face, and the well-fitting clothes showed a strong physique.

Half of the arm is missing from his left hand, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, this is no longer a shortcoming, but a special glory.

"Dear brother, you really should have a break with us."

Bisca stepped forward.

Roger hid behind the crowd and slowly stood up, glancing at the young officer standing on the height.

"It's a weak ......"

He muttered under his breath.

With his current vision, there is no way to hide his observation from a simple physical strength.

The most obvious feature of what he had experienced before, whether it was a cursed land, a special alien dimension or a completely new world, was the strength of his body when he entered the transcendent.

It's actually quite easy to understand.

From rats to dragons.

But the Dross in front of him, the so-called hero who survived from the Kingdom Fortress, is a real professional soldier......

But it seems that it is not as good as Joseph's coachman.

"Pure mage route?"

"But as long as you reach a certain level, the strength of the physical body is easy to break through ......"

"Or is there something special about the soul?"

Everyone stepped forward, saying praises without hesitation, and Roger's eyes flashed.

"Everyone is so weak, is it because I'm too cautious?"

When he was hesitating whether to do it directly, he suddenly sensed a special fluctuation.

Roger quietly shifted his gaze, but his attention was quietly focused on Bundy, who was talking and laughing with Bisca.

Following the peculiar aura fluctuations, Roger looked out the window, but all he could see was deep jungle and silence.

At the same time, at the end of Roger's line of sight, several figures appeared from the treetops, almost merging with their surroundings, and they could not be detected without looking closely.

"Bundy has word that the hunt is about to begin, and Dross will be with him."

"It's time to get to work!"

The young man in the lead swept away his usual laziness and said solemnly.

"Mr. Javier, do you think the spies of the Federation will reveal their identities because of Dross?"

Someone asked softly.

It turned out to be Javier, a young nobleman who had been making trouble for Chloe in the castle not long ago.

"I hope so."

Javier grinned, "Because of this, our actions this time have not been in vain!" ”

He said indifferently, seemingly indifferent to Dross's safety.

"Don't be too nervous, do your job." Javier then comforted.

"After all, there are many similar plans being carried out all over the kingdom, and we don't know what the Federation's group of spies will choose."

"How's the previous review going?"

"If that group of spies wants to get close to Dross, then blending in with the guests would be the best way to go."

"And those who are declining and marginalized are more easily infiltrated than ordinary aristocrats."

"Don't let go of any suspicious characters."

Javier said coldly.

"Sir, this is the result of our investigation."

Someone handed a piece of paper to Javier's hand, and quickly glanced at it, and when he saw the last name at the end, Javier's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth showed a playful smile.

"Tsk, dear Chloe, it's only been a long time before your dear brother has come to the door."

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