Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 707: The Real Staff
After activating the Witch's Mark, Baron Roden did not hesitate to exert influence through blood connection.

The members of the Ruoton family who were present suddenly felt a tremendous pressure, even their hearts seemed to be oppressed, and they seemed to sense a great existence in the dark, even if it was only the tip of the iceberg, they still felt a chill in their hearts.

After coming to their senses, they dared not neglect it any more, at least not now, because this was beyond power and status. As long as their bloodline did not change, they would be controlled by Baron Ruoton, and she was just a servant. How much control would the real master of the mark have over their lives? This was something they dared not even think about, unless they had greater certainty.

"Who are you?" After achieving his goal, Baron Ruoton did not put away the witch's mark, but stood up and stared at a family member in the lower left corner.

At this time, through the blood resonance caused by the witch's mark, the other members of the Roton family also felt that this person was incompatible with them. Although he was a familiar person and they could call out each other's name, it was like a husky mixed in with a wolf pack. They looked similar, but were actually completely different.

“It’s really bad that I was discovered at this time.” The man sighed and adjusted his bow tie elegantly. When everyone’s attention was drawn to him, the jewel ring on his hand suddenly burst into a fierce flash.

This person was well prepared. He immediately hid under the table and threw out several smoke bombs while moving towards the retreat route he had long anticipated. However, he underestimated Baron Rudon at this moment. The flashes and smoke with psychic energy did not completely hinder her perception, so she was unfortunately hit by a thick pink arrow. Her legs went limp at that moment, and she managed to get away after leaving a suspicious wet mark.

"Damn it! Someone come!"

"Who is he and where has he gone!"

"Seal off the manor and find the person!"

After some chaos, the person was not caught and Baron Rudon returned to the meeting room with a grim look on his face. At this time, someone had confirmed the situation over the phone.

The person who was impersonated was not dead. He was found in the basement of the villa where he lived. Although he was a little dehydrated and malnourished, and his anus also needed a small repair operation, overall, he would be better off dead, because this idiot was impersonated, which led to the leakage of the biggest secret of the Rudon family.

"Although we don't know who the other party is, we don't have much time left, and it's time to make a choice." Baron Ruoton calmed himself down and said to everyone present.

"We will give you an answer in three days." After a brief discussion, the old man said as a representative of everyone.

"it is good."

Time passed quickly, and at the family voting meeting three days later, Baron Ruoton was surprised that, except for the unlucky guy who went to repair the chrysanthemums, everyone else agreed.

The unexpected situation at the last meeting and the appearance of the witch made them realize that the world is no longer the same.

The Ruoton family has now clearly reached a turning point, whether to continue following the traditional path of power, or to step into the extraordinary realm and overtake others.

In fact, it is not difficult to make a choice, especially with the example of Baron Rudon.

During these three days, after testing, it was found that although Baron Roden's gender had changed, she had regained her youth. Her physical condition is now maintained at that of a twenty-four or twenty-five year old. At the same time, she is almost immune to most known viruses and diseases, and her aging rate has been greatly slowed down. Her life expectancy is expected to be over one hundred and fifty years old.

That is to say, if these old guys get the same gift from the witch, they will return to their prime, which is equivalent to living another life. As for the issue of gender, haha, the distinction between men and women is not such an inconvenience. It is just a different way of enjoying life. Compared with aging and death, it is no big deal.

The older you are, the more powerful you are, the more you fear death, and the less you can resist this temptation.

After gaining extraordinary powers, Baron Ruoton found a diary recorded in a special way among his ancestors' relics. After translating together, he got to know more about his ancestors and the witch, and became more determined in their ideas.

The ancestor of the Roden family had lived for more than 200 years before coming to America on the Mayflower. He was a real antique who had experienced the Middle Ages. This made a group of people excited because it meant that they also had the opportunity to have such a long life.

The beginning of the diary uses a large section to describe the witch's horror and power. Obviously, this was written by the ancestor to advise the younger generations, because if the younger generations can see these, it means that they are once again related to the witch.

This made everyone more determined to surrender. After all, the strong are the truth. Since everyone has chosen to be a dog, they naturally want to find the strongest one. But what happened next was what made everyone collapse.
Because the witch served by the ancestor was very powerful, she ruled a large area of ​​the British Isles. However, this witch was very willful and did not care about the lives of the people at all. She stayed in the castle all day and indulged in pleasure. Almost everything was handled by the ancestor who was the witch's servant, including collecting taxes, enfeoffment, suppressing rebellions in various places, etc., which was equivalent to holding the power of the king.

But this instead made our ancestors very dissatisfied, and they began to want to fight for freedom for the people.

When seeing this, everyone guessed what would happen next. It was for this reason that even Baron Rudon couldn't help but curse a few times, let alone others. Why did this idea seem so familiar?

Being powerful, willful, addicted to pleasure, and not interfering in state affairs, these are all advantages for a powerful official!
Idiot!
Baron Ruoton and others gave the same evaluation of their ancestors' oil paintings.

You can't blame them for being filial, because if their ancestors didn't have this stupid idea, it would be hard to say who would be living in the palace of the British Empire today.

But the ancestors at that time did not think so. He had noble sentiments and idealism. He believed that people could live a happy life after they were free. After all, they did not need to pay taxes or perform military service. They could fish or hunt when they wanted. No one would restrain them and no one would punish them. How wonderful it was.

Those countries and regions that have been plagued by mold are enjoying the bullets of freedom, and the people do not know where their next meal will come from.
Although he is willing to sacrifice himself for freedom, as the witch's servant, he cannot betray the witch, but he can turn a blind eye to her.

So, with his intentional or unintentional indulgence, several folk heroes broke into the empty castle guarded by the witch, and happened to know the witch's weakness and got targeted treasures, so they successfully killed and sealed the witch, and occupied the witch's castle, wealth and territory.

With relief, the ancestor boarded the Mayflower bound for America, ready to start a new life.

Because he felt that he had done a lot of bad things, he gave himself an identity as a criminal, but his long aristocratic life made him unable to help but get a noble title, and let his descendants use this name, which not only prevented people from discovering his original identity, but also served as a commemoration. After all, although he had fallen to become a gold digger, he had once been rich.

"Make a staff!" Baron Ruoton gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words. The faces of other members of the Ruoton family were not very good either.

They thought that their ancestor was an inspirational figure who started from scratch, but who would have thought that he was a complete idiot who had been brainwashed by the light of freedom hundreds of years ago. This was really something. It is estimated that the witch never understood how she died until her death.

Baron Ruoton and all the Ruoton family members looked at the oil painting of their ancestor again and gave a final evaluation that it was a genuine staff.

(End of this chapter)