Chapter 605 - 410: Lord Burns’s Mission
Burns Mansion, in the reception room,
Unlike the castle's mysterious and dark exterior, this reception room exuded a sense of classical elegance. The spacious area was bathed in soft lighting that spilled over every inch of exquisite decoration, creating a tranquil and comfortable atmosphere.
The walls around were adorned with carefully selected paintings that served as historical traces, telling tales of past glory and stories. Among them, a portrait was particularly eye-catching; it occupied the central position on one wall as if it were the focal point of the entire space.
The background of this portrait was the castle itself. The middle-aged man depicted wore a pure black, ornate garment. His handsome features seemed to harbor a hint of mystery and darkness. His right hand held a gold and black patterned scepter, and he looked off into the distance with an air of expectation.
Lis looked at the portrait with interest, his fingers gently tracing the bronze frame.
Soon he found his target, the signature on the frame that recorded the artist's name, the time of the painting, and the subject of the portrait.
It was a portrait ordered over two hundred and fifty years ago by the first Duke Burns when he was enfeoffed by the Bolin Kingdom.
Over two hundred and fifty years ago, the first Duke Burns?
Lis thought for a moment. He had learned from Marion that the "Prince Frostblood," a Legendary Bloodline member Burns, was the formidable figure who had sent Marion to seek Angela.
At that time, Marion had also explained that if he wanted to find Angela, he could go to Duke Burns' Domain in the Bolin Kingdom.
Furthermore, Marion had made it clear that this "Prince Frostblood" had an incredibly long lifespan and had even walked the world of Gaia as a Favored of the Bloodline Ancestor Cain.
So the so-called first Duke Burns very well might be the "Prince Frostblood" himself?
Lis took note of the middle-aged man's visage in the portrait before him, considering he'd need to pay extra attention if he intended to visit Lord Burns.
Unless a Legendary Strongman deliberately changes their appearance, their looks won't alter with the passage of time.
In a sense, Legendary Strongmen have begun their ascension beyond the category of living beings, climbing towards a higher plane.
"However..."
Lis stroked his chin, a smile playing on his lips.
"I always feel like Marion... has aged much more than Lord Burns."
Lis didn't come here aimlessly.
After leaving the Elf Station, his next objective was to find Angela.
According to what Augustus said, it seemed Angela should be in Acot City at this time, not in Duke Burns' Domain.
This saved Lis quite a bit of trouble.
Although he had asked Augustus to tell Angela not to leave Acot City temporarily, Lis didn't put all his hopes on him.
Especially during this sensitive period, Lis did not want others besides the elves to learn about his existence, fearing that his name might be revealed through Augustus.
Better safe than sorry!
So he didn't tell Augustus his name but instead chose to leave a special positioning mark on him.
Now, Lis followed the mark he had left on Augustus and made his way directly to the Burns family's mansion in Acot City.
Fortunately, as soon as Lis entered the castle guided by the servant, he had already faintly sensed Angela's presence.
Compared to before, Angela had undoubtedly become much stronger. The pure blood and darkness she emanated were significantly more potent, causing Lis to feel inwardly alarmed.
True to her heritage as the one who had received the legacy from the deity Cain, Angela had not wasted the past year, and her strength had terrifyingly increased.
Lis remembered the adorable white Little Bat, greedy and easy to deceive—all it took was some food for Lis to squeeze and mold her body as he pleased.
He wondered what Angela was like now?
Just then, Lis sharply heard the "thump, thump, thump" of footsteps outside the door as if someone was running hastily towards the room.
"Lis!"
The door was flung open, and a white figure rushed in, colliding into Lis's arms.
"Hmm~"
The vast force of the impact made Lis take a couple of steps back, somewhat bemused as he lowered his head to look.
He saw a girl in a thin red nightgown clinging tightly to his chest, her silver-white hair cascading down like a waterfall under the light, soft and lustrous.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement, seeming to contain endless stars, dazzling and captivating. Her face resembled a delicate porcelain doll's, her skin pale and translucent with a faint blush, making her appear even more exquisite and alluring.
Especially... feeling the extraordinary weight and softness against his chest, Lis was indeed taken aback.
The girl before him had a presence very similar to Angela, and her face was extremely alike as well. However, the other changes were too drastic, weren't they?
If Angela was once a cute little loli not even ten years old, she had now turned into a beautiful young woman of seventeen or eighteen, bursting with Charm.
"Angela?"
Lis remained still, looking down at the silver-haired girl in his arms, tentatively asking.
"Mhm, what is it, Lis?"
Angela's face broke into a radiant smile. If the noble youths of Acot City who pursued Angela saw this scene, they might just shatter into self-doubt.