Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 23 [Fortress of Isis]

The car stopped at the coast.

Because the entire castle was not built directly on the coast, it was actually outside the coast and connected by a long black stone passage.

This passage is not suitable for driving and can only be walked.

There were already people waiting on the shore.

Because Ethan sent greetings to Sandro before leaving and confirmed that he was free before leaving tonight.

The person who greeted me was not a stranger, it was Emilio.

He was still dressed the same way, with a stand-up collar windbreaker and a bowler hat.

It looked a little flimsy at the beach as night fell, but he didn't seem to feel the cold at all.

"Hello again, Ethan."

Compared to the anger he felt when they parted last time, Emilio is now calm.

"Emilio, I must offer you my sincerest apology for what happened last time."

Ethan said as he opened his arms as if to hug him.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I can only say that it's Joan's bad luck. Let's go. Sandro is waiting for you."

Emilio said, turning around.

Behind him were two of his men, who were not as cold-resistant as Emilio. They were shivering with cold, but still came to help carry the gifts.

In fact, Ethan didn't prepare any special gifts, just things that money could buy.

But the gift he really wanted to give to Sandro today was not here.

The Blackstone Passage was longer than Ethan had imagined. By the time they reached the bottom of the castle, it was almost completely dark.

The lights in the castle were on, and Ethan could sense a solid malice everywhere.

As the head of the five Winster families, the Conti family is indeed very powerful.

Following Emilio into the castle, the first thing that caught Ethan's eye in the dim light was a huge mural.

In the mural, there is a huge figure that occupies most of the painting.

It was a woman with snake-like hair and a human body. Her figure was extremely huge, rising all the way from the sea to the sky, completely blocking out the sky and the sun.

At the same time, there were wind, rain, thunder and lightning surging around her, and the sea was boiling.

In the boiling sea water, there are a large number of marine creatures, sirens, giant monsters, and various mythical species, all crawling under this woman.

The scene of this painting is grand, the technique is superb, and there is a strong religious atmosphere throughout.

Based on the memories of his previous life, Ethan figured out that the painting should be the secular image of the sea goddess Isis, but he had never seen the content of the painting before, and it was different from the content of several paintings about Isis handed down from generation to generation.

"Is Sandro a follower of Isis?"

Ethan asked casually.

"Sandro believes in nothing but himself." Emilio paused, then added, "This painting has been there since Sandro bought the castle."

Sandro bought the castle.

Yes, he bought the castle, not built it.

Speaking of which, Sandro is definitely a legendary figure.

It was a legend several levels higher than Ethan's. Ethan's story of killing his enemies in two days and one night and taking back his property was indeed legendary, but it was not as good as Sandro's.

This is a man who started from scratch and created the largest mafia family in Winchester.

About thirty years ago, no one knew where he came from, he seemed to appear out of thin air.

In the shortest time possible, he fought his way out of the underground black mud of Winster and built a strongest underworld army that was unstoppable.

He occupied the most profitable underground business, and in the following ten years, he quickly cleaned himself up, made friends with various bigwigs in Winston's political and legal circles, and became one of Winston's most powerful people.

He spent thirty years alone to complete a journey that other families had not been able to complete in generations.

After establishing the Conti family as the leader of the five major mafia families in Winchester, he bought the castle and began to live in seclusion.

Although we call it a family, in fact, the Conti family only consists of Sandro himself. It is known that he has no wife, no children, and there is no rumor that he has a lover.

He didn't even adopt a son.

The reason why the Conti family is called the Conti family is that Sandro originally claimed that he was a Fengcui person and came from a small town called Conti.

This is actually a mysterious character.

Passing through the huge mural of the audience with Poseidon, Ethan came to the huge living room of the castle.

Unlike the castle living room he had in mind, there were no armors or weapons on display here. Instead, traces of sea god worship could be seen everywhere.

For example, there are stone carvings of sea monsters hanging on the wall, and fish scales, fish tails, and tridents carved on the corners and stone pillars.

Right under a trident, a man was holding a newspaper and reading it. The man was about the same age as Emilio, but compared to Emilio, this man looked more masculine and had a tougher temperament.

Unlike Emilio, he was not wearing a stand-up collar windbreaker, but a white shirt and suspenders, which showed off his strong muscles. Even though the living room was extremely cold and the fireplace was not warm, he looked like he had a fiery air.

"Clay, when did you come back?" Emilio frowned when he saw the man.

"What? You don't want me to come back?" The tough man named Clay was still smoking a cigar. He exhaled a puff of smoke, flicked it off, and stared at Emilio.

"I just think this matter is so difficult..."

"Yes, it was very tricky, so I sped up the process a bit. But now it seems that I was worrying too much. Even without me, things are going better than I thought. Ethan, you must be Ethan, come here, let me see you."

As Clay was speaking, he suddenly waved at Ethan.

Ethan was a little confused. He searched his memory, but it seemed that this person did not exist.

But it's normal, as my predecessor really had little interest in family affairs.

"Don't be afraid, come here, I'm your father's friend, we grew up together." Clay waved again.

Ethan walked over this time.

Clay looked at him for a while, then stood up and slapped him hard. The force was so great that if Ethan's body had not been baptized by the "Name of the True God", he would have fallen down directly.

"Good boy, good job, good boy." He handed the newspaper in his hand to Ethan.

The newspaper smelled of fresh ink, clearly having just been published. Ethan took a look and saw that the front page was a scene of him giving a speech in front of the police station.

This is an expedited newspaper.

But apparently what Clay said about a good job wasn't just about this.

"Go ahead, Sandro is waiting for you. We can talk about other things later. I didn't make it to your father's funeral, so I will definitely go to his grave to lay flowers." Clay said after looking at him for a while.

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