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Chapter 138: The Hermitage on the Mountaintop
"Barlow, our Baldwin Monastery is just ahead."

The slightly plump man in the carriage pointed forward through the window. The middle-aged lawyer named Barlow held his hat and looked towards the top of the mountain. On the slightly raised hill, there stood an angular monastery in the old-fashioned style.

Its walls were dark grey in colour, and from a distance one could see low, dense woods surrounding the monastery. At this moment, the sky was overcast, with the low-hanging clouds curling and twisting under the force of the wind, as if a new storm was brewing, and the eye of the storm was the monastery directly below.

A country place with a disgusting climate, Barlow sneered in his heart. If Mr. Vernon in the carriage had not written a fat check that he could not refuse as legal fees, he would not have come all the way from New New Brunswick to such a hellhole.

"What a magnificent rural setting, Mr. Vernon. Is this where you grew up?"

“Yes, although it’s not very convenient at times, we can actually be self-sufficient in many things that city dwellers can buy. Do you know what the key is?

Servants! As long as there are enough servants, you can live comfortably even here, coachmen, butlers, cooks, and especially maids... As long as you beckon, these stupid heads will listen to you. "

Vernon tapped lightly on the car window frame, a pleasant smile appearing on his face, as if he was thinking of some childhood memory.

An uneducated, self-righteous country bumpkin.

Barlow disagreed in his heart, but said: "I heard that many large families that still retain the ancient surname of Mosesad still insist on living outside the city, which may be one of the reasons why they can continue to thrive.

Sir Vernon, I have a question as to why the Baldwin family estate is called a monastery."

"To be honest, when I was a kid, someone told me that it might be the old nanny or some unsuccessful uncle.

I can't remember the specific details, but it should be related to the Witch Age hundreds of years ago.

You know, in those days, there were still traces of witch activities in Mosesad, which forced many religious groups into a dead end.

The Baldwins took in a small sect at the time, and they joined hands with my ancestors to build this monastery. As for what the small sect is like now, or what they believed at the time, I don’t know. ”

Vernon took a flask from his pocket, took a sip and continued:
"Barro, what do you think of my inheritance this time? How confident are you?"

"Right now, we haven't secured victory yet, but we have a big advantage over others."

When talking about serious matters, the lawyer withdrew his far-away gaze, took out his glasses from the box and put them on, then flipped through the thick stack of documents in his bag. It contained not only the property list of the Baldwin family he brought with him, the family tree, but also many legal books.

"Let's kick that brat named Ricky out first. It shouldn't be that difficult."

"In fact, according to the inheritance law of Frostshire, he does have the right to inherit. If it is in Caldershire or Severn County, he has no share."

The lawyer responded matter-of-factly, but seeing the annoyed look on Vernon's face he continued:
"But even in Frost County, there are corresponding restrictions on his inheritance. We can make it more difficult for him in this regard. As long as he does not meet any of the requirements, he will be kicked out."

"When I went to New Newlon to pick you up, I asked about the kid's situation. I heard that after his parents passed away, he became a real spendthrift and squandered all his real estate and family assets. Can't we use this to get him out of here?"

"If it comes to court, this would indeed be favorable evidence. Unfortunately, your father is still alive. As long as he agrees, this matter..."

"Forget it, forget it. I don't know when the old guy will die. He looks like a dead man. Tell me the conditions that prevent him from inheriting the estate."

Vernon waved his hand and leaned his head to look behind the carriage. Three carriages were following closely behind his own. Inside were thugs he had hired from the factory. They were usually responsible for supervising the work, and now that the workers were on strike, he just happened to bring them here to help him seize the inheritance.

"First he must marry and have children to prove his ability to continue the family lineage."

We don't need to inform him of this over the phone. If your father dies while he is in the monastery, I can make a will on his behalf, and then I can use the excuse that I was not aware of the matter and could not confirm it, and he will no longer be eligible to inherit.

"Good, very good." As the carriage got closer to the monastery, the road became more and more bumpy. Barlow could see other country people making a living through the window. Some of them were stacking hay in wheelbarrows, and some were bending down to pick potatoes in the fields.

Seeing the carriages heading towards Baldwin Monastery, the country people stopped what they were doing, stood up and looked at the convoy blankly.

Every countryman, both men and women, no matter how old, faced the carriage and stared at them meaningfully. Under the gloomy sky and in the dark green fields, they looked like dutiful scarecrows.

The lawyer felt very uncomfortable being stared at by these country folk and quickly drew the curtains in the carriage.

"It's going to rain again, and these guys need to harvest their potatoes."

Vernon stuck his head out the window and whistled flirtatiously at a farm woman.

Hearing what Vernon said, the lawyer also felt it. The closer he got to the monastery, the more humid and stuffy the air became.

The lawyer drew aside the curtain only after the carriage had passed the farm. He saw the plants beside the gray exterior wall, low, dense dark green bushes with small red berries dotted among the bushes, attracting many flying insects.

The lawyer used his hand to drive away the annoying flying insects and was about to close the car window, but just as he reached for the glass, he suddenly found that a small lizard's head slowly stretched out from under the window frame outside the car window. It looked left and right, as if it was tracking the food in the car.

"what!"

As a city man, the lawyer instinctively stepped out, holding up his briefcase and preparing to push the lizard out of the car window.

"Don't mess with those geckos at Baldwin Priory, lawyer."

Vernon blocked the briefcase and looked at the gecko that had slowly crawled into the carriage in confusion. He had no idea when this creature had climbed onto the carriage. This went against the biological logic and also brought back his childhood memories.

When he was a child, his old nanny told him many ghost stories about geckos. Anyway, since he was born, he has been carefully following the rules of the Baldwin family. Whether he is in the kitchen, in the closet or in the bathroom, he will turn a blind eye to geckos.

It was as if the gecko was the owner of the monastery and the Baldwin family were just guests staying there.

Perhaps when I inherit the monastery I should completely remodel the house and kick out all these damn four-legged beasts.

The lawyer watched as the dark brown lizard climbed onto the roof of the car. The insects were attracted by the wonderful and dreamy lights in the car, which made it a perfect opportunity for the lizard to feast on them.

The carriage finally stopped, and the outermost iron gate of the monastery was slowly pushed open. After driving through the last section of gravel road, the magnificent and dilapidated monastery finally appeared in its entirety before the lawyer's eyes. But before he could take a closer look at its distinctive decorative exterior,

The lawyer saw that the bushes beside the carriage suddenly shook, and the next second, three huge pure black hounds jumped out from the bushes!

Have a nice weekend everyone!

Old Liu is finally going to have a holiday. What will happen when he returns to the monastery to see his cheap grandfather off to his grave? Let us wait and see.

I wanted to work hard yesterday and write four chapters, but my daughter’s birthday was today, so I had to inflate balloons to decorate the room. After inflicting the balloons, I was so tired that I fell asleep. Hahahaha
I accidentally missed the scheduled send. Never mind. I'll just send one early...

I'll see the situation today. If I can finish it, I'll add one chapter during the day, and I'll add an extra chapter on Saturday. If I can't finish it, I can only ask for your forgiveness.

Let me try my best!

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(End of this chapter)