Chapter 256 Hometown
Yirui couldn't believe that the invincible monster that had been chasing her nightmares could be solved so easily.
"The other party must be a truly powerful person in the mysterious world."
She looked at Fang Xian with a hint of gratitude and admiration.
Fang Xian frowned and stared at the monster corpse on the ground.
After the three monsters died, their bodies quickly melted into black slime.
These mucus seem to have life, constantly wriggling and gathering together, as if they can be revived.
“Purification!”
He thought about it, and used his own level of [Ancient Bronze] to cast a purification array taught by the Mystic Academy.
Fang Xian used his mental power as ink to draw a mysterious rune.
The white light fell, causing the dark slime to let out a high-pitched scream and evaporate into thin air.
'Actually...if you add a subject to pray to during the ritual, such as a true god, the effect will be better...I can only rely on myself at this point, but it's okay.'
Fang Xian watched calmly as the dark mucus evaporated completely, leaving only a little residue.
It was a piece of black iron with three lines of words written in mysterious language on the surface - 'Dreamland Admission Ticket'.
The second line is - 'Informal member level'.
The third line is the complement of the two above - 'one-time'.
On the back of it is a mystical symbol, consisting of an inverted triangle frame and a snake-like line in the middle, emitting a faint light.
There was silence in the dream.
"Do you... recognize this thing?" Fang Xian grabbed the piece of iron in his hand and looked at Yi Rui.
"Is this... that relic?"
Yi Rui covered her lips, as if trying to hide the shock on her face, and stammered, "I am a fan of mysticism. I once participated in a secret gathering during the Empire and explored a certain ruins with a few friends... I recognized the symbol on the iron sheet. I saw it on a stone slab in the ruins , but it broke after I touched it... I always thought it was destroyed."
"In fact, it just transferred to you. It has no malicious intentions. It's just that the aura it exudes has polluted your nightmares, causing you to be chased by nightmares, your mind is extremely unstable, and the mysterious power may get out of control at any time..."
Fang Xian analyzed: "In short... you were almost killed by a temporary ticket!"
The mysterious world is so unreasonable.
Perhaps simply because you know too much or come into contact with some strange objects, extremely dangerous and terrible things may happen.
"I... I always thought I was cursed by that relic, so I fled the empire and wanted to stay away from it... Who knew that it has always been with me..."
Yi Rui looked at the iron-shaped "invitation" or "ticket" with a complicated expression.
"As payment for saving you, it belongs to me."
Fang Xian didn't bother to be polite with her and directly declared his sovereignty: "Or... do you still want to study it?"
"No, no... this is as it should be, it belongs to you!"
Yi Rui quickly shook her hands: "Lord of the Iron Blood... I don't want to be chased by nightmares again. The feeling of not being able to sleep all night is really terrible..."
"Very good, then the deal is done." Fang Xian snapped his fingers.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the ancient castle continued to shatter in all directions with him as the center.
…
Inside the train carriage.
Yirui opened her eyes.
Her shadow immediately returned to normal, without any abnormality.
The passenger sitting next to him had no idea that a life-threatening accident was happening right next to him and was then silently eliminated.
If there had been just a slight mistake, most of the passengers in this carriage would have returned to the embrace of the River Styx.
After calming down the mysterious power that was about to run away, Yirui immediately turned her gaze to the opposite side, only to find that the seat was empty.
"That person...where is the passenger?"
She grabbed the arm of a passenger next to her and asked, "Where did that gentleman go?"
"have no idea……"
The sleepy gentleman next to him rubbed his eyes and said, "Maybe he got off the bus?"
…
Worcestershire.
Fang Xian pressed his cap, picked up his suitcase, and got off the carriage.
The black iron ticket was lying quietly in his arms, without any abnormality.
"Interesting item, but now is not the time to study it... But at least, I am sure that the rank of [Ancient Bronze] can probably suppress its abnormality."
After walking out of the train station, Fang Xian got on a public carriage directly: "Go to Roland Manor!"
"Please take a seat, sir."
The coachman diligently helped Fang Xian secure the luggage in the carriage and then tightened the reins.
Fang Xian looked at the buildings and people outside through the small glass window in the carriage, his expression not changing at all.
This is not the mentality that a wanderer who has been away from home for six years should have.
But he really doesn't have any emotions.
If you close your eyes at this moment, some information will quickly emerge.
Roland Manor is the old residence of the Roland family. The current owner should be Daniel's father, Baron Andre Roland.
In addition, Daniel has an older brother, Pete Roland, and two older sisters.
"But my two elder sisters are probably married now, and only Andre and his wife and the heir are left in the manor..."
"The Roland family lost their stable income from real estate due to a failed investment three years ago. They also owed a lot of money to relatives and friends. It was difficult to make ends meet. Even Daniel's financial support was cut off..."
"But there is no way, the manor cannot be sold... because it is the last dignity of the nobility."
In fact, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.
Even if they experienced an investment failure, if the Roland family immediately reduced their budget and led a middle-class life, they could still live a pretty good life.
Alternatively, selling the manor can also bring back a large sum of money.
But it doesn't work.
As a noble, one needs to maintain a fixed decent expense every year.
For example, a manor with a long history where guests can be entertained.
There are also several fixed festivals each year where gifts are given to each other, and the value of the gifts must be over 50 gold.
This is necessary interpersonal communication.
Otherwise, when other nobles hold banquets, they will gradually invite fewer Roland family members, and they will be slowly squeezed out of this circle and become impoverished nobles.
Even, losing the glory and status of the nobility.
It was this continuous bleeding that had the same effect as cutting flesh with a blunt knife on the severely damaged Roland family.
If this continues for another decade or so, we will probably be in real trouble.
"But... I have to admit that maintaining the dignity of the nobility and maintaining the visibility in this circle is somewhat effective... At least, if the Roland family suddenly disappeared, or was kidnapped or wiped out, it would be a major case that shocked the whole country..."
'It can be said that it is precisely because of this identity that it has become a temporary amulet in the face of huge interests.'
"It's just that... the other party didn't force it, but instead used a roundabout way."
"I'm afraid the family's financial situation will get worse..."
While thinking, Fang Xian saw the carriage leave the city and arrive at a manor in the suburbs.
