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Chapter 422 422 Let the Saint give me face (page 12)

In his letter, Valdez gave a general introduction to the causes and consequences of the heirloom.

To put it simply, at the beginning of the establishment of the Silent City, his great-great-grandfather relied on this family heirloom to build his family's workshop, and the business was prosperous, with various 'tracks', 'pain points' and 'blue oceans' Vertical ''block'' brand.

Then by his great-grandfather's generation, the ancestral workshop had reached its peak, and it was about to reach the point of crossing the class. However, the pair of heirloom glasses were confiscated by the cult for 'illegal possession of high-risk contraband'.

The merits and demerits, the grievances and grievances among them are naturally difficult to discuss. In short, since then, the ancestral workshop has declined rapidly, and finally reduced to what Lloyd saw.

Valdez's ancestors insisted that their family had suffered unfair treatment, and the so-called 'high-risk contraband' was just an excuse. It must be someone with ulterior motives who was jealous of their family's wealth and deliberately acted like this.

Their family also tried to recover the family heirloom. They put in a lot of effort and appealed to and arbitrated, but the result was useless. In the end, they only got a cold reply that "the thing is in the hands of the saint", indicating that they should go to the saint. Want to go.

Therefore, 'recovering treasures and finding justice' has become their family's obsession and ancestral motto.

When it came to Valdez's generation, he decisively became a transcendent, hoping to find an opportunity to [meet the saint].

However, the saint never looked at him from beginning to end...

He also used some of his personal connections to inquire around. Among them, his "suffering brother" Lindsay was the most helpful, helping him find out that the family heirloom was sealed in the Saint's treasury.

Since he couldn't see the saint and had tried all other methods, Valdez started to have evil intentions and tried to get Lloyd to join him.

Although the experience of their family is indeed quite tragic, and it is indeed possible that someone has really been 'shady', this is only a one-sided statement after all, and it is a one-sided statement passed down from Valdez's ancestors.

Of course, Lloyd didn't believe everything, and even found two things that didn't make sense -

If someone is really jealous of their family's heirloom, why don't they keep it for themselves instead of handing it over to the Saint?

If someone was really coveting their family's property, why didn't anyone buy their workshop after the dust settled? Instead, let it decline?

And their family has been going around complaining and seeking arbitration for so many years, but they haven't found anyone to help them get justice? Society isn’t that dark, right?

These unreasonable things made Lloyd more inclined to think that there might be something wrong with their family heirloom...

In other words, the family heirloom was very important to the wise saint, and it was "snatched" by the saint himself.

But no matter what the possibility is, running to steal the saint's things is an act of seeking death.

Lloyd even felt that Valdes himself was somewhat aware of this, but was trapped by the ancestral precepts instilled by his fathers since childhood, which made him stubbornly want to persevere even if he didn't want to believe the reality.

Therefore, Lloyd's reply letter began by sternly rejecting Valdez's 'invitation' and reminding him not to try to offend the majesty of a saint.

But he immediately changed his mind and said that he had a way to communicate with the Saint of Knowledge, and he could resolve the matter through dialogue instead of stealing.

Finally, he emphasized that Valdez should not act rashly and wait for news from him first.

After writing the reply, Lloyd originally thought about finding a stamp to stick on it and send it out.

But then I thought about it, didn't there just be a 'messenger' beside me?

So he took out the map of the Silent City, found the address Valdez left, and then calculated the spatial coordinates.

Then he called out his [Projection], controlled it to transform into claws and head, then picked up the letter, passed through the portal, and went to Valdez's workshop.

Lloyd didn't go there himself, otherwise it would look like he was delivering the letter himself, which would be very shameless.

As a progressive young man who aspired to become a saint, of course he also learned how to use a messenger to deliver messages.

Of course, strictly speaking, this is not the correct usage of 'messenger'. Whether it was the previous letter sent by the housekeeper to Lloyd or the admission notice from Mizkatok, they are all messengers that can act independently, not Lloyd. Kind of 'puppets'.

So Lloyd's behavior is actually just 'cosplaying' the butler's messenger.

But it doesn't matter, Valdes couldn't tell the difference and was startled by the 'monster' that suddenly appeared in his workshop.

"Wow!!! Ghost... ghost!!!"

He yelled, quickly took out a revolver and emptied the drum at the 'monster'.

As a result, the 'monster' remained motionless. He just stretched out his claws casually and gently grabbed a bullet that might have hit him. With a little more force, the hard bullet was neatly cut into two pieces.

Valdez's face suddenly turned pale...

Lloyd, who was hiding behind the portal, couldn't help but chuckle, but he didn't continue to scare Valdez. He just put the reply on the table and let [Projection] return to the portal without saying a word.

It seems that after [Projection] has gone through [Synchronized Strengthening], its various attributes are stronger than mine. With my current reaction and speed, I really can't catch bullets with my bare hands.

Lloyd nodded, feeling the power of his [projection] from the details.

I feel more and more that this thing is a bit like the 'born flying sword' or 'born magic weapon' in Xianxia novels.

It's a pity that it doesn't have any intelligence at all, and it can't even execute the simplest and most basic commands. Every move must be controlled frame by frame by itself, otherwise it will just be stuck in place stupidly.

Not as good as a little milk cat...

I don’t know if I can make it a little smarter in the future. At least it can learn to do daily chores such as washing, cooking and delivering letters, right?

Lloyd was looking forward to it in his heart.

Then he looked at the time. It was already quite late in the college and it was time to go to bed.

As a result, he had just laid down and before he fell asleep, he felt a fragrant and soft body coming into his arms, exuding a feel and smell that he was extremely familiar with.

Hiltina came to him again.

It should be that he is worried that he will inexplicably enter the [deep thinking] state like last time.

It's just that Hildina is invisible at this moment and can't speak yet...

Lloyd didn't mind, but if the normal Hiltina threw herself into a hug like this, he might not be able to control himself and would cook the raw rice into the cooked rice...

"Good night, Hiltina."

Lloyd whispered, rubbed Hiltina's head again, hugged her like this, and gradually fell asleep.

He was not in a hurry to tell Hildina about Valdez, and planned to wait until tomorrow morning.

........................

Valdes, on his side, waited until the 'monster' disappeared for a while before he approached in shock and picked up the letter that the 'monster' had placed on the table.

He originally thought it would be some kind of threatening letter, threatening that he must join some illegal organization.

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