Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

“Explorers and archaeologists are all hyenas, but they share a common bottom line that cannot be crossed.”

“Don’t take what belongs to someone else.”

"Is this bottom line really not as important to you, to Mr. Rotten, as the so-called sacred object?"

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Chapter 140 Chapter 20 Charles: A little panicked

Compared to most people, this option is a multiple-choice question.

If given the opportunity, most of them would choose to give it a try. After all, the more something is missing in their heart, the more they want to fill that void.

For Peroz, the happiest and most regrettable things are the disappearance of his father and the death of his mother.

only...

Is this the bottom line for adventurers?

Peroz felt his mind was in a mess, especially when faced with Hogot's questions.

She wanted to nod and tell the other party that she would indeed cross her bottom line for those things.

but...

Is it really like that?

She finally shook her head.

This wasn't a concealment or a double-talk, but rather her truest thought: "Maybe when I really get that item within my reach, I will choose to steal it, but now... I probably won't do that."

A faint smile appeared on Hogot's face.

"I believe it's not just you, Mr. Rawdon feels the same way."

"So there may be some hidden secrets in this matter."

"Now that we are here, let's try to find the relevant truth." Hogot stood up and poured the water in the kettle in the room into the pottery and then placed it on the campfire, while speaking seriously to Peroz.

"Maybe my dad really did something..."

"It doesn't matter." Huo Ge said with a smile.

"When we got here, we had prepared for the best and the worst."

"How much worse can it get?"

yes...

In Blue's mouth, Rotten's image has become unbearable to look at.

How much worse can it get?

"What should I do?" Peroz put away his notebook and tried to sort out his confused thoughts.

"It happened a long time ago, but there are still many people in this city who know about it." Hogot said as he spread out the parchment.

"We first need to find out what happened that year and piece it together as best we can."

Peroz nodded.

Hogot placed his hand on the parchment on the table as Blue had instructed him, and then a map appeared in front of them.

"Maybe we can go to the Sin Forest later. There might be some clues there." The Sin Forest is where Rotten was cursed and petrified.

Anyone who commits an unforgivable act against Pallasti will be killed by the power of the curse and turned into a stone statue, and will have to repent for his mistakes even after death.

"You have already checked the information on Mr. Rotun. There is not much information about this place." Although he did not say much, after Charles showed his strength, Hogot also asked Peroz about some things about Rotun's body.

Peroz didn't give a specific answer, but Hogot could guess.

"However, Mr. Rawdon wasn't the only one who came here on that adventure."

"None of them came back."

"The Forest of Sin is a place most people in Pallasti don't go to. Given the customs and habits of the people here, they might still be penitent there like stones, but the belongings they carry might still be there."

Peroz's eyes lit up. If that was the case, then she might be able to find some clues from her father's companions.

"If we can't find many useful clues here, then we still have one last way." Hogot waved his hand, and the content on the parchment changed again.

"In a month it will be the National Memorial Day of Palasti. This is a celebration of the founding of Palasti, but due to the reasons for its founding, it cannot be used as a celebration, only as a grand festival of commemoration."

The birth of Pallasti was due to the gift and encouragement of Charles, and even more so due to the death of the Elf Princess. This was not something worth celebrating.

"On this day, Parasti will hold some activities. If you stand out in the activities, you will get an opportunity."

"An opportunity to ask the festival's host for a wish."

Palasti had its own king and administrative body, but festivals, masses and other grand events were held in the temple.

The National Memorial Day is usually presided over by one of the three priests in the temple.

"The host of this festival is 'Mori'."

"I've inquired about it. Ten years ago, Mr. Rawdon was the winner of the National Memorial Day. He made a request to the then host, 'Mu', and then entered the temple."

"Not long after he entered the temple, the sacred artifact was stolen."

"Rumor has it that the priest 'Sen' once had some feelings for Mr. Rotun due to some circumstances, and even defended Mr. Rotun when he was thrown into the Sin Forest."

"But because his guilt was so great, in the end..." Hogot didn't say much, but Peroz's expression became firm.

"Can you tell me about the National Memorial Day activities?"

"If possible, I still hope to get the truth from the Sin Forest or some eyewitnesses." The priests of Palasti are all demigods.

Facing the demigods and bringing up topics that made them angry, to be honest, Hogot felt like he was walking a tightrope.

If they are not careful, they will be gone.

But...this is also the fastest way to find out the truth.

Demigods, especially those from this kingdom, shouldn't bother telling lies, right?

Hogot thought uncertainly.

"I want to know more about my father." Peroz smiled brightly.

Hogot nodded without saying anything.

Not only Peroz, he also wants to know more about Rotun.

Rocks Manor.

After Doug left, Charles' life returned to its former peace.

Although several supernatural forces have already begun to deploy their pawns in Moroston, some weak aristocratic forces or businessmen have handed over some of their businesses and power for some reasons.

But so far no one has bothered him.

Just as Doug said, Rocks Manor and everything he owned were like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

Although he owns shares in the refinery and is a member of parliament.

However, it does not have any industries such as car dealerships, hotels, restaurants, services or factories.

Their main purpose of entering here was to look for miracles and clues.

And Charles was not part of their plan except that he was rich.

In the absence of demigods, Floys and others are still relatively powerful among the high-level transcendents.

Charles knew exactly what those people were thinking.

Charles didn't pay any attention to their little actions.

With Sif, Mernadette, and myself here, there won't be any big trouble in Moroston.

Although there was no major chaos, there were still some headaches in Charles.

"Mernadette, if you have time, spend more time with Lily and Lorna. Don't always stay alone in the study."

"I played with them in the evening." Mernadette said seriously while taking her eyes off the book.

"I mean, you should accompany them during the day."

"You should spend more time with your family and friends during the holidays. It's so boring to stay in the study all day." Charles pulled a chair and sat opposite Mernadette.

For Charles before, it was a happy thing that Mernadé could temporarily give up going to the school library and stay at home.

After all, this way he would have time to train her...and teach her how to become a goddess.

But now he just hopes that Mernadette can quickly return to her previous lifestyle.

When he was rescuing refugees before, that familiar melody made Charles feel a little nostalgic.

So I looked for some books that I had compiled in the past. Although most of them were destroyed by Teacher Alfo, some ideas and books were still preserved.

So Charles made a small "exchange" with those who collected these books, and in return received some of the books that Mr. Alford had kept as a memorial to himself.

After these books were exchanged back, Charles flipped through a few pages and threw them into the study...and then they were seen by Mernadette.

He had never imagined that Mernade could understand books written in the Zhuxia language. It was clear that the disappearance of the gods occurred not long after the Zhuxia language was invented.

Mernadè, how studious are you!

It's okay if it's seen, after all, the content above is not something that is too shameful to tell others. At the same time, because I write it as I want, the theories above are also rather incomplete.

but....

Because of the many things caused by the recent war, Mernadè's heart was full of doubts. However, these doubts would disappear unconsciously when she read these books.

After that, her eyes became brighter and brighter, but Charles became more and more panicked.

No...

goddess...

You don't want to let the light of righteousness shine in this world.

Although Ciel felt that the goddess was very attractive, he thought it was a bit too much. But... no matter how he thought about it, it was not right!

"Brother, it's not boring." Facing Charles' concern, Mernadette put down the book and showed a gentle smile on her face.

"You can't be bored. Anyway, it's been a long time since you played with the two little ones and me. School will start in a few days. Don't be like before these few days. Relax."

As he spoke, Charles also ruffled Mernadette's hair.

Melnadette glanced at the book in her hand with some reluctance, and then said aggrievedly, "Brother...can you read it for a little longer? I think a lot of the words above make a lot of sense."

After reading this book, Mernadette realized how naive her previous hopes and ideals were.

But she was not discouraged because the book showed her the way forward.

Although there was not much description, the ideas in the book and the description of the ideal country deeply delighted Mernade.

Isn't that a world without oppression, where everyone can afford food, go to school and see a doctor, what she has always longed for in her heart?

"No!" Charles cruelly rejected her request.

"Brother..." Mernadette stood up and hugged Charles' arm, shaking him.

Her face flushed slightly.

This was given to her by her sister Theresa. If she didn't really want to think more about the things in the book, she would have felt embarrassed to do such a thing to Charles.

My daughter is growing up... The touch on his arm made Charles a little distracted, but looking at the books on the desk, Charles shook his head.

Charles' intuition told him that if Melnadette became obsessed with these books, something terrible would happen.

so...

Even if I act coquettishly, it’s not allowed!

ba da~

While Charles was thinking this, Melnadette stood on tiptoe and gently kissed him on the cheek.

Charles' body froze for a moment, then he shook his head. "Even if I act like a spoiled child, it's no use!"

Mernadette was a little shy and disappointed.

Seeing her expression at this moment, Charles reached out his hand and gently touched her head. "But if you really want to see it, you can take it with you on the way to the commercial street."

"Really?" Mernadette hugged Charles with a smile on her face.