Mysterious Tribulation

"You go out first."

　　 In the room, Aaron waved his hand to make the maid retreat.

After the door was closed, Bruce still looked at Clark's body in disbelief, and muttered: "Impossible... The teacher is obviously healthy... He has a strong physique like a ghoul, he... He is extraordinary. Who could die like this?"

　　 Bruce's sluggish gaze turned to Aaron.

　　 Aaron sighed and said: "He died of...extraordinarily out of control. I found a suicide note on his desk. He might have predicted this..."

　　 After speaking, he handed a will to Bruce.

　　 This will is not forged, but true.

　　 It can be seen that Clark has long been determined to die, otherwise he would not prepare poison for himself and write a suicide note.

　　 is just pursuing the instinct of being alive. He always had a fluke mentality until he was broken by Aaron...

　　‘Maybe...people are inherently contradictory creatures. ’

　　‘No one can really recognize themselves until the moment of death. ’

　　 Aaron sighed in his heart and saw Bruce's eyes turn red again.

"teacher……"

He wiped his tears and said: "The teacher's solicitor will handle his ordinary property. There is also a will in the law firm... The teacher appoints you as his executor, and then let me follow You go to Pulmouth..."

　　 As for this real will, because it is mysterious and extraordinary, it is of course impossible to be notarized and executed by a lawyer.

　　 "Yes, this is the item he left for you, a token of your school!"

Aaron flipped his hand and handed the vertical eye necklace that he had studied to Bruce. He saw the latter cherishly put it away, and continued: "Well...your school, is it called-'Eye of Ancient Meng'? What does'Gu Meng' mean?"

"The teacher said...'Gumeng' is a powerful creature that lives in the spiritual world, and maybe even in the secret history. The founder of the school had seen each other during sleepwalking, was guided by the other, and embarked on the path of'secret'. ..."

　　 "It turned out to be like this."

　　 Aaron, who felt that the mysterious knowledge had been enriched again, said: "Your teacher wants you to go to Pulmouth for further studies. This is his wish. What are you going to do?"

　　 "After the teacher is buried, I will set off!"

　　 Bruce's eyes are firm.

　　 "Very well, next, let's contact the lawyer and the publisher... Your teacher has a final book that needs to be published."

　　 Aaron said: "That is also his last wish."

　　……

　　 The book dealer Dickett walked into the living room of Clark's house.

He was slightly fat and had a red rosacea. He took the handkerchief from his arms and wiped it on his face, and said in a sad tone: "Oh...Bruce...I and Clark are old friends, please don't Too sad, may the Holy Spirit bless his soul!"

　　 After Dickett saw the people in the living room clearly, he couldn't help but startled again.

　　Because Bruce didn't seem to be in charge here, Bruce stood up and asked Dickett to sit on the sofa with a maid serving black tea next to him.

　　 In the process, Aaron has been talking with the lawyer opposite.

　　 The lawyer is named ‘Bartolo Rogel’ and he is an attorney from a law firm that works with Clark Das. He is assigned to deal with Clark’s estate.

　　 "Please sign here..."

Bartolo watched Bruce sign an inheritance statement, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Field, according to Mr. Das's will, he donated all the books to the school. Besides, his wife has died of illness and has no children. , So I leave the house and bank property to you. If there is no problem, I will leave first... Then we can make an appointment to go to the bank."

　　 "I have one more thing."

　　 Bruce nodded and said, "I plan to use all the teacher's cash fortune on the publication of his last book, which is why I invited Mr. Ken over."

　　 "The last book?" Dikter Ken's eyes lit up: "I don't know what Professor Darth's last book is about?"

　　 "With regard to the research of Earl Greenson-Aaron Sotos, my teacher has made a new discovery in an ancient ruin, which is enough to shock the history of the academic world!"

　　 Bruce had obviously read the work, and said solemnly: "I know that publishing a book requires a lot of time and formalities... But I can pay for it, so can I see it published as soon as possible?"

　　 This is a decision he made after discussing with Aaron.

　　 Through publishing the book at his own expense, the process is as quick as possible. After all, Bruce needs to go to Pulmouth as soon as possible, and there is not much waiting time.

"no problem!"

　　Dickett’s eyes lit up. The publisher must not lose sight of the author’s own risk.

　　 He admired: "The research on the Earl Greenson has always been a hot topic. To be honest...Even if I help to publish, I think the success rate is very high, and those publishing houses are even willing to offer a preferential price..."

　　 "Because my teacher has been cooperating with you, so I thought of you. The only requirement is to be fast."

　　 Bruce nodded and turned to attorney Bartolo: "Could you draft an agreement for us? Charges are extra."

"certainly!"

　　 Lawyer Bartolo raised an eyebrow and happily agreed.

　　 And Bruce then gave part of the manuscript to Dickett.

　　 Well, these manuscripts have been reviewed by Aaron to ensure that there is no mysterious content in them.

　　 The most important thing is... he also mixed some private goods into it, and restored the life of the green devil a thousand years ago.

　　‘Well, this feeling of autobiography for myself is a bit subtle...’

He watched Bruce bid farewell to the book dealer ~www.readwn.com~ he turned to Bartolo: "Bartolo, you are an experienced lawyer, better at property rights. I have one thing too. I want to entrust you."

"Speaking!"

　　 Bartolo forcibly endured a smile, feeling that today was his lucky day, and he received three orders in one go.

　　If this has always been the case, his income may be higher than that of a well-known barrister in the royal capital!

　　 "Well...I should get a museum recently. Regarding the transfer of property rights in this area and the subsequent issues of trusteeship, I need a legal assistant..."

　　 Aaron is very plain and authentic.

　　 "Museum? Which private museum is it?" Bartolo asked curiously.

　　 "1 Green Forest Avenue, Sotos Museum!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　Bartolo was holding up the coffee cup, and the coffee in his mouth was sprayed out, but fortunately, Aaron was no longer across from him.

　　 "Sorry...cough cough..."

　　 Bartolo looked at Aaron in surprise while wiping his clothes with a towel: "Please say it again."

　　 "You heard that right, it is the oldest building in Green Forest City-Sotos Castle."

　　 Aaron spread out his hands and made a helpless expression.