Downton estate.
This is a manor near avigstone, the capital of the northern province of the Empire. It is rich in wood and surrounded by a dense forest. It is very suitable for hunting in summer.
It belongs to the downtons. The male owner is a small famous businessman and has a good relationship with the old Crowe family. He is regarded as a new respectable man in avigstone.
It's not easy!
The Chris empire is conservative and ancient. Some government officials and senior military positions must be held by people of noble descent.
Every year, I don't know how many businessmen wave thick "golden tickets" in the hope of getting an entry ticket to the upper class society, but they are still rejected.
The downtons got the goodwill of the Crowe family and found out that their ancestors also had noble blood, otherwise they could not start the manor and enter the threshold of upper class society.
The so-called "Downton" is naturally the surname of the Rhodes.
It comes from the surname of a marquis in the Chris Empire - Auston, which is one of the 18 collateral branches of the other party, and the countless families and characters that have spread from it can only be slowly studied by special aristocratic relations experts in the vast pile of waste paper.
In fact, in the long time of the Empire, the blood of the major nobles had already spread, and there were a large number of illegitimate children that were difficult to calculate.
Now, only God can solve the problem of clarifying the complex blood relationship map.
The upper echelons of the Empire also opened a hole, allowing some outstanding and excellent talents to "textual research" out of more than one or even one tenth of their ancestors' noble blood, so as to obtain tickets to upper class society.
Of course, it's still difficult, and we have to get the help of some big families, such as Crowe.
In addition, even if they enter this threshold, these new quasi nobles are often regarded as upstarts, widely resisted in various social circles, and it is difficult to really integrate into the upper class society without the efforts of several generations.
Even so, there are still a large number of low-level successful people flocking to it.
It can be said that the owner of Downton manor is in the nearby area, but it is a successful example of the "counter attack" of the bottom people. I don't know how many rich businessmen and heroes are targeting!
In the magnificent manor.
Beatrice, the housekeeper, was dressed in a black tuxedo, and her appearance remained the same as a few years ago.
The life form of [undead] has long changed. Her life span and youth are destined to be longer than most master professionals.
"The master and wife will hold a banquet. The invited guests are all the upper class people of avigstone. I need you to ask yourself with the strictest standards... Four more maids will be sent to the kitchen. Who is the person in charge of the wine cellar? Check the wine stock."
At this time, she was looking at several girls in black and white maid clothes in front of her with critical eyes: "you... Wipe all the sculptures. Be careful, they are precious works of art."
Aristocrats like antiques very much because they have a classical charm and can prove their origin and descent.
But in fact, the so-called antiques are basically useless except for some historical and aesthetic values.
Although she was bored with it, Beatrice played the role of housekeeper very well.
Just then, her eyebrows moved.
Because the surrounding scene changes suddenly.
The manor is still that manor, but everyone has disappeared!
"Not only people, but also living creatures!"
Beatrice's pupils narrowed slightly. As the undead, she was very sensitive to other lives: "are there high-level professionals? Or did she use magical items?"
Obviously, she has been 'isolated' from reality.
Not only that, the bright sunshine and the bright colors on the silk curtains are also fading.
Furniture is stale and aging
It was as if she had been plucked from the material world and came to an old black-and-white photo.
"Beatrice, long time no see."
In a piece of black and white, the only 'color' appears.
It was a young man in a white robe. His hair was like gold and his eyes were dark and deep.
What makes Beatrice tremble even more is a kind of "temperament"!
The young man in white robe seems to be just a skin, under which lies something deeper and more terrible.
Just gazing for a long time seems to be a kind of "blasphemy". I feel that I have committed an extremely heinous crime and want to atone for it with death!
"Lord... Master!"
Beatrice fell to her knees and bowed her head deeply.
"Huh?"
Sulu touched his face: "am I exposed?"
His incarnation has clearly risen to the level that ordinary people can watch.
But when he saw the pentagram on Beatrice's forehead, he was relieved again.
This is his slave and has a certain spiritual connection with him. Now when he sees it face-to-face, he doesn't deliberately block it. Naturally, Beatrice sees more things than others!
"All right, get up!"
After understanding this, Sulu waved her hand and asked Beatrice to stand up.
The delicate looking girl still hung her head and dared not look directly at Sulu.
Sulu took a step forward, put one hand into Beatrice's forehead and "pulled" a spirit out.
This is the spirit of Beatrice itself. There are traces of rust and eight clawed spiders on it. It goes deep into the spirit and is difficult to remove.
"The residue of madness."
Sulu murmured.
At the beginning, Beatrice, as the saint of the Black Death society, was influenced by Ms. Yue for a long time.
After her fifth step, she can immediately become a 'container' for coming!
Therefore, Sulu directly replaced this influence with the crazy words of shivinado, but also made Beatrice influenced by shivinado.
God's influence cannot be completely eliminated. One can only replace the other.
Before becoming a God, this is the iron rule of the extraordinary world!
Even the Sulu at that time actually had the influence left by hivinado!
This is also the reason why Sulu was eager to become a God.
After becoming a God, everything will naturally be different!
At this time, Sulu reached out his other hand and held the eight clawed spider composed of rust.
Boom!
A crazy language emerged, like a collection of screams and shouts of countless people, and a color of pain appeared on Beatrice's spirit.
But the big hand did not hesitate and exerted a little force.
Click!
As if the glass was broken, it was composed of crazy words. With a cry of "spider", it cracked inch by inch, turned into powder and disappeared into nothingness.
Beatrice's spirit also screamed, and a large number of cracks appeared on the surface.
"Obey me!"
"Only obey me!"
Sulu whispered, and a layer of colorful light spread, replacing the influence left by the original crazy God, and "bonding" Beatrice's spirit.
"Lord... Master!"
The spirit returned to the flesh, and Beatrice stood up trembling.