The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 73 Living is what we do best

"Bang--"

In the room, Mrs. Blazer was leaning against the back of the bed, almost falling into a deep sleep state. When she heard the door slam, she opened her eyes as if she woke up.

After seeing that it was her husband, she eased her tense body and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're finally back." There was a hint of complaint in her voice.

"No way." Earl Blazer closed the door with his backhand and said casually, "There have been a lot of troubles recently."

Mrs. Blazer was silent for a while, then sighed slightly: "Thanks for your hard work."

Mr. Count shook his head: "What's the hard work? Compared with my grandfather and the others, at least we have a foothold now. Being targeted is the easiest thing to accept."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Blazer said helplessly, "I know you are amazing, so hurry up and rest."

"Ah."

After taking a shower, Mr. Count turned on the bed, but did not close his eyes immediately. Instead, he looked at his wife's slightly pale temples and asked, "What's going on at home recently?"

Mrs. Blazer shook her head: "No, the children are very obedient."

"However, Lynn seems to have something to look for you, and has been waiting for several days."

Mr. Count was slightly startled: "Lyn?"

"Yeah," said Mrs. Blazer. "If you don't come back, I reckon he'll be looking for you all over the street."

"."

The Count was silent for a while, then got up again.

"What are you doing?" asked Mrs. Blazer strangely.

"Go find Lynn."

"It's good to go tomorrow." Madam looked at the clock on the wall, "Don't look at it, what time is it now."

"That kid hasn't slept yet."

Mr. Count put on his slippers and said without looking back: "When I went back to the room, I took a look at them, and the light in his room was still on."

On the way, Mrs. Blazer shook her head: "What if it is in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers? Is it bad to disturb him?"

"I can hear footsteps, what are you practicing?"

Mr. Count blew his beard and stared: "It's also what he's looking for. Now that I'm here, can he still be happy?"

"Okay, okay." The Countess waved her hand irritably. "Go, go, go quickly. If I see that Lynn is not in good spirits tomorrow, don't think about it."

"."

Mr. Earl scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "I'll go take a look and knock on the door lightly. If he doesn't respond, I won't go in."

"Go, hurry up!"

"."

In front of the desk, Lynn held the envelope in front of him, lost in thought.

[Sorry, Blazer, I have a sudden business tomorrow, so I can't go with you. The address of the casino is in the Hailin Nightclub on No. 17 Street, and it doesn't open until after eleven o'clock in the evening. Please feel free to do so.

Signed: Hannah Rossetti]

This letter was delivered this afternoon.

In fact, Lynn's rejection of Rossetti had already been expected, and he was a little surprised that it was delivered so late.

Because after forming a relationship with Hearst a few days ago, he has been targeted a lot in the academy.

Like Scott, the opponent he met in the freshman match before.

After the match ended, Scott had actually been looking for a chance to get to know him, and he had made many invitations, but Lynn was a little busy recently because he was investigating the casino, so he could only refuse.

After that day, Scott's invitation was cut off, and he met him on the road by chance. He didn't even dare to look at each other, and walked directly around him.

It was clear that someone was putting pressure on his social environment.

Fortunately, he didn't have any friends in the first place. Irene might be one of them, but Irene had been avoiding him recently, and I don't know if she was pressured by Hearst - it should be unlikely, after all, The identities of the two are in the same class, and even Irene may be a little higher.

In general, the deterrent Hearst gave Lynn, after all, had no effect on his life, just a return to the past.

And this kind of undisturbed life, he still likes it.

Of course, if the other party targets him like this, Lynn must find his way back.

He has not forgotten the insult to his surname in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

But before that, he had to solve the most critical problem in front of him.

"Father, I seem to be a little busy recently."

Lynn tapped the table with his fingertips: "If I can't borrow my father's help, then my plan for tomorrow should be changed to a more conservative one."

"bang bang bang-"

There was a knock on the door, and Lynn said curiously, "Please come in!"

The door was pushed open, and Earl Blazer walked in with a serious expression.

"Father?"

Lynn was a little surprised.

"Listen to your mother, you have something to do with me." Mr. Count pulled up a chair and sat down at a distance beside him. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"That's right." Lynn hesitated for a while and said, "I want to borrow a few people from you."

"Borrow someone?"

Mr. Earl knocked on the armrest of the chair: "Lin, you have enough independent thinking ability now, so I usually don't interfere too much with your choice, even if it is a professional choice. However, Since you asked me for help, it means that this is not something you can do independently."

"So, I need a reason, a reason for me to lend you my man."

Lynn opened his mouth and said carefully, "I want to avoid unknown dangers."

"."

For this reason, Mr. Count was obviously not satisfied, but he didn't say much.

After brushing his beard, Mr. Count slowly spoke after a long time.

"Do you know that if you encounter a possible danger, as a child, your first reaction should be to ask your parents for help, not to solve it yourself."

He looked at the way Lynn was about to explain, and tapped on the armrest again: "Don't say anything that might trouble me. Now, aren't you troublesome?"

A trace of shame flashed across Lynn's face: "Sorry, father."

"No, don't be sorry." Earl Blazer said lightly, "If you really ask me for help first, instead of thinking about how to solve the problem yourself, now, I'm not sitting in front of you and talking to you calmly. already."

"As the future head of the Blazers, you should have the ability to solve problems by yourself," he said. "But at the same time, you are still a child, and you still have the right to ask your parents for help."

"A balance between the two."

Mr. Count applauded slightly: "What you have done is very good."

"I know, since you are asking me for help now, it is definitely not because the matter has reached the point where it cannot be resolved, but because you need to ensure that your success rate in completing this matter reaches 90.00% - the remaining one percent, Let the gods decide."

"Is that right?"

Lin En nodded sharply and said seriously: "Even without your help, I'm sure enough, maybe not secure enough, but the [-]% success rate is enough to be worth the risk - this is what you taught me ."

Mr. Count nodded: "Yes."

He stretched out three fingers: "My men will give you three, they are enough to ensure that you can return home from anywhere in Catalena without breaking into the palace."

"But, it's just living."

"Enough," Lynn affirmed, "and, more than enough."

Mr. Count nodded: "Tomorrow morning, they will report to you."

He got up slowly: "Now, you have to make sure you show up in front of them on time tomorrow morning, so rest."

"Yes! Father!"

Lynn also stood up and was about to send his father out of the room when he suddenly remembered something.

He looked at his father's back and whispered, "Father."

"Huh?" Mr. Count slowly turned his head, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Lynn said weakly, "That, my plan, might need some money."

"."

Mr. Count subconsciously touched his arms, but the next moment, a rare embarrassment appeared on his face.

He turned his head back again: "These things will be discussed tomorrow."

"Now, rest."

"Bang-"

Closing the door with a backhand, the earl thought for a moment about how to tell his wife that Lynn wanted money.

Thinking of a solution, he clenched his fist and seemed confident in his approach.

Letting go of his fist, Mr. Count's eyes returned to calm again.

He didn't go back to his room immediately, but went to the window in the corridor and looked up at the bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, he suddenly made a sound.

"You follow Lynn tomorrow and make sure his life is safe - you can't shoot if it's not life-threatening."

"."

The air was very quiet, and the falling voice did not respond at all, it seemed to be just the earl's self-talk.

It's just that Mr. Earl doesn't think so.

"What three are not three, I am talking about my subordinates, and you are not."

"."

"What are you worried about?" he said coldly, "If I really encounter danger that can threaten me, do you think we can run away with one of you?"

After a while, Mr. Earl's eyes drooped slightly.

"Don't worry too much. Blazer, it's not that easy to die."

"Living is what we do best."

(End of this chapter)