It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

But this difference is what makes Segner so fascinating.

The maid has already boiled hot water. Although she still can't get used to this kind of lifestyle of leaving everything to others, it will become a daily life in the future.

The hostess smiled happily as she looked at the two tired children sleeping soundly on the big soft bed.

It's just that his husband seems to have been away for too long... But that doesn't matter, he must be doing important work now, working hard for this family.

In her sleep, she seemed to see the man with a cold expression. He was wearing decent clothes and gently pushed open the door, looking at herself and the two children with a smile.

That smile is like ice melting in the sun.

Nobold stood outside the window and watched quietly for a long time, until the vague figure dissipated around him like a wisp of smoke.

Although he no longer remembers his wife and children, the Inuit hunter finds redemption and fulfillment in this moment.

-

"You mean Rand?"

The bartender at the bar looked at each other with several other regulars, the former was wiping the octagonal brown glass.

"I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know where that guy has been recently."

"Maybe it's whaling, he's always talking about adding a few more big guys to the kill list."

The somewhat strange guest drank half a glass of brandy in one gulp, narrowed his eyes and slowly exhaled the smell of alcohol.

The bartender glanced at the guest, as if he was not surprised by this, and asked casually.

"He hasn't been whaling for a long time. The last time was probably five or six years ago? You must have heard him boasting about himself in some casino or bar... You don't come to him A debt collector, right?"

"No more whaling?"

The guest chewed the meaning of this sentence together with the grilled whale meat a few times,

"why?"

The bartender shrugged, and since he couldn't refuse the two shillings pushed forward, he started talking.

"He was indeed a good hunter before, but he was also an unlucky man..."

Chapter 98 Whale Song

The bartender talked for a long time in a scattered manner, and from time to time he needed to use the stimulation of alcohol to help him recall some details.Fortunately, this strange guest was quite generous, occasionally nodding and offering wine money during the listening process.

Because of the lack of memory, the influence of alcohol and the ability to tell stories in itself.The bartender's story is long and confusing, and it's filled with overly crude subjective comments that don't make sense.

Therefore, it took a lot of effort for the guest to sort out the man's past.

Rand was indeed a well-known hunter. When he was 15 years old, he followed a fleet funded by the Americans to Nantucket Harbor to hunt whales.

At the age of 20, Rand participated in the hunting of a giant fin whale weighing more than [-] tons, and driving a kayak alone, gave it a fatal blow with a [-]-pound metal spear.

For a time, the name of the whaler Rand was quite famous throughout Nantucket Harbor.In the following years, his personal hunting records exceeded thirty.

Rand's ability was recognized by the captain of the whaling ship, and the dumpy American with a wine-nosed man married his daughter to him.

Up to this point, it is a good story. The young man conquered the sea, and then lived a happy life with his lover.

But as if to satirize the picture of happiness he built with blood and blood, all of this was broken in a shipwreck.

It was when Rand was 40 years old. The passenger ship he and his wife were on was torn apart by a group of angry sperm whales. It is hard for humans to imagine how terrible damage such a huge and docile creature would cause when it was angry.

Rand lost everything in a matter of minutes, and after losing his preparation and his well-equipped weapons, he was as vulnerable to the whales as anyone else.

The bartender said that this may be the sea's revenge on him.

Since then, Rand has stopped going to sea, only occasionally appearing in bars and casinos, numb his nerves with alcohol, and brag about his past stories.His married eldest daughter showed up several times and tried to bring her father into the family, but to no avail.

At this moment, the guest interrupted the bartender's chatter,

"I heard that Rand went to sea again recently. He joined the adventure of crossing the ocean and verifying the Northwest Passage. Rand finally came out of the shadows and defeated the ocean."

"Thank you for the story, but this is where it really ends."

He put some tips under the glass and got up to leave.

-

On a hillside, there is a whalebone house with a wide view and a view of the sea.It has been abandoned for a long time, but the miscellaneous vegetables in the courtyard and the path have been cleaned up very gratefully, as if someone would come back here to do a tidying up on a regular basis.

The sound of the tide is endless, and the setting sun connects the cascading clouds on the sea.

"I handed over the reward to your eldest daughter in your name, but I think your wish should have been fulfilled earlier."

Nobold looked at the figure leaving along the foothills,

"This is your revenge. You have to prove that you have overcome it again. There is no better opportunity than this voyage."

"Only in this way can you stand tall again in front of them, like the man they used to adore."

Beside him, a translucent figure stretched out his hand dully, walked a few steps towards the foot of the mountain, and then disappeared with the sea breeze.

Nobold watched this scene, and was silent for a long time in the cool sea breeze in the evening, and finally he looked away and muttered to himself.

"Yes, and Gracie...yes, and your wish."

-

The townhouses in the southwest block of London. Most of the people living in this block are middle-class businessmen. Although they have certain economic strength, they still have a certain distance from the real upper class.

The Williams family lives in Building 129 near the end of the street, while their second son, Gracie Williams, rents alone near the town of Cambridge.

The Williams couple have two sons and one daughter. The eldest son Daniel was trained to take over the grain business of the old Williams, while the youngest daughter Rebecca is still living with her parents.

In the eyes of the elderly, the second son Gracie Williams may be the most promising son.

He did not follow his father and elder brother to study business, but relied on his own ability to master multiple languages, successfully graduated from Cambridge University, and worked under a director of the East India Company.

"Little Gray is promising."

Old Williams shook his glass. He was not in good health, and only occasionally drank a small glass of red wine when he was in a good mood.

"This morning, I received a package from him from the East India Company. There are advance salary and several letters from him before going to sea. The salary is quite generous. It is really a very good job."

"I have met Lord Norbold, he should be a very reliable employer."

"Can Grey take care of himself? He always likes to lock himself in his study or go to literary salons held by his classmates. I never thought that he would do this kind of work that requires frequent travel abroad."

The one who spoke was a lady in her early 50s, her light blonde hair was tied back into a ball on the top of her head, she wore round tortoiseshell glasses, and she had an elegant temperament.

Her face was full of worry at this time, but there was pride in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

"I think this is a good thing. What Gracie lacks is exactly this kind of training opportunity. This kind of experience will be very helpful for his future development."

The eldest son Daniel, with a mature and introverted temperament, put down his knife and fork, and was quiet under his father's signal.

"Let's make one last announcement."

Old Williams smiled,

"I was going to use that money as a pension, but now I'm going to use it to move my family to the Richmond area."

It was a neighborhood where many palace nobles and real rich people lived. It was not an easy task to afford a life in that kind of place with the income of Old Williams. Under the puzzled eyes of his family, he explained:

"Gary told me about her, and I asked some well-connected people. The Taylor family now only has one viscount and one baron. If Gray can work under the Lord, he may not have the opportunity to have a relationship with the daughter of the Taylor family. Getting engaged, moving to Richmond at least brings them closer."

Williams Sr. raised his glass to close the family dinner.

"To celebrate Gracie's new job."

Rebecca, who was too young to join these topics, also raised a glass of juice, blended into the joyful atmosphere, and lightly bumped into others.

-

Norbord outside the window watched this scene, and slowly stretched out a finger.

The people in the room immediately became sluggish, and each moved back to their rooms stiffly.They'll have a good dream and wake up forgetting about Gracie Williams.

This is Norbird's personal decision. It is not impossible for him to fake the illusion that Gracie is still alive, even if he lives as Gracie for decades through the confusion spell.

But...he didn't think he was qualified to accept the love and affection of the Williams family as Gracie, after all, Gracie died because of his recruitment.

Nobold promised that Gracie would take care of his parents. In his opinion, the Williams family who got this wealth could live a life without worrying about food and clothing all their lives, and he would use his identity and magic power to provide them with some convenience.

The death of their son will bring them long-term grief, and perhaps letting them forget everything is the best result - although this is a bit cruel.

Some philosophers in the mundane world have said that people actually die three times.

The first death is the death of the body, the breathing and heartbeat have stopped, and the brain is no longer functioning.At this time, people will experience their first death.

The second death is the death of social relationships. When relatives and friends at the funeral look solemn, or burst into tears during the speech, a person will die for the second time.Because his death has been accepted by everyone, his complicated interpersonal relationships and his existence will be erased.

The third death is the complete disappearance of traces of a person, and the last person who remembers him has also passed away. He will be forgotten by this world, and there will be no evidence to prove that he ever existed.

As a wizard, Nobold originally scoffed at this statement.Only true occultists who can observe spiritual bodies can understand death, control death, and even transcend death.

But when he thought about these words carefully, he felt that it was really a very terrible thing.

"At least Sibyl and I will remember you. She has lived for more than 2000 years."

-

The two rows of the street are planted with tall plane trees, and the street is very quiet in the morning.

A young man in formal attire strolled down the street. He stopped somewhere to straighten his tie and looked up in a certain direction of the white building.

There was a window in the attic study, its mullion framed with lavender and elderflowers.

Almost at the same time, the window was opened, and the girl with rare pink eyes opened the curtains to breathe in the fresh air.

She was stunned suddenly, and looked down at the figure of Street God, showing an expression of disbelief and surprise.

"William, is that really you?"

"of course."

The young man smiled shyly, just like when he talked to her countless times before.

Youth as friends are invited into the building,

A girl named Ella Taylor mentioned the rumor with excitement.

"I heard that you went to sea far away. I thought I wouldn't see you for a long time. It has been more than two months, right? I also tried to write to you."