Headshot Wizard - Chapter 338

Chapter 338

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t expect… I didn’t expect you to come to my manor so soon.”

Berkeley’s agitated voice clearly came from inside the house. After serving the cakes and drinks, several savvy servants withdrew to each other.

In the large living room, the lights are brightly lit, and the huge magic chandelier hangs on the top, reflecting the colorfulness.

Princess Hiro was sitting on the burgundy sofa, her head slightly lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Berkeley obviously didn’t notice this. He was filled with astonishment. Sheiro, who had always been dismissive of him, was able to accept his invitation, which had greatly exceeded his expectations. He didn’t expect it at all. Just today when he had just issued an invitation, this favorite woman would come to his manor.

For him, all this seemed like a dream.

Only in the shadow of a corner of the living room, Lance, who was hidden by the side, had vaguely understood something.

“Mr. Berkeley.” Princess Shiro pondered for a while, seeming to have prepared her words, and said very politely: “Please forgive me for visiting late at night. This is somewhat presumptuous.”

“No, no…Of course not.” Berkeley squeezed out a smile that he considered to be very graceful, and said calmly, “I welcome your visit. This has made my estate a lot more beautiful. It would have been tonight.” A boring night, but it won’t be anymore.”

Xiluo smiled faintly: “If this is the case, then I will make my future clear.”

Berkeley nodded.

“I want to know, that love poem-the one you recite in public this afternoon-who is the original author?” Shiro’s tone was calm, but with a hint of indisputable meaning. Although she used a questioning tone, she seemed to know something.

“Did the two have met before?” Lance moved in his heart and decided to continue listening.

As soon as this remark came out, Berkeley was immediately dumbfounded. He said dryly: “I don’t quite understand what you are talking about…”

In his heart, he was thinking secretly: Could it be that the kid told Hero this this afternoon? Damn it… Isn’t Lance? I must find a way to teach this self-righteous guy a good lesson.

Sheero’s mouth was angry, and a smile flashed in her eyes: “Mr. Berkeley, there is no one left, so I might as well say it straight. As far as I know, you have never been a person who is proficient in poetry.”

Berkeley flushed immediately, his mind was spinning fast, but he didn’t know how to make the matter go round.

Princess Hiro stared at him: “To be honest, my purpose is much simpler than you think. I used to have an old friend who likes to write poetry, I have read many of his verses… and you this afternoon There are many similarities in the poem that I recite. I just want to confirm whether he is my old friend who I haven’t met in a long time.”

Berkeley was silent, and he barely smiled: “Well, I admit that I did not write that poem.”

“But my love for you can be expressed in that poem.” He said eagerly, “Trust me, my heart will never be fake.”

Lance on the side heard this and couldn’t help rolling his eyes. The cheeks of this guy are really too thick, and they have been exposed face to face, and they are actually embarrassed to continue pursuing the other party.

Princess Hiro gave a shallow smile: “I think I can understand your intentions. But this matter, can I go back and think about it? After all, we don’t know much about each other, but I believe you are a Good people.”

Berkeley suddenly laughed, a little fluttering.

His performance is not at all what a rich man should. On the contrary, he looks like a young man who is inexperienced, which makes Lance secretly sigh that this Berkeley is not a bad person, not even a playboy.

However, such a person is destined to be only sent a good person card by a girl.

Sure enough, Princess Hiro asked urgently after saying this sentence: “You haven’t told me the original author of this poem? I really want to know if he is an old friend of mine.”

Berkeley scratched his head, and said a little bit confessed: “I’m sorry, I’m afraid the author of this poem will not be your old friend. Because he is a carpenter in our family, and his father is also a carpenter. The father and son have been living together. In the Black Mountain Manor, it is rare to leave the manor. I only recently learned that he can write a good poem, so I asked him to express this feeling for me… a professional like him, shouldn’t It’s too likely to be your friend. You may be the wrong person.”

“Oh, isn’t it?” Xiluo said unmovingly: “Then where is he now?”

Berkeley said without any motives: “The lumber yard in the north has received a new batch of wood and needs him to select it. His carpentry is still very good. By the way, he is also very good at carving and making puppets… Can take you…”

Inside the room, the conversation between the two of them was intermittent, but neither of them noticed that the shadow that was originally hidden in the corner had quietly gone.

…

“Before it should be the logging yard that Berkeley said.”

Lance drove his eagle eyes and searched the northern part of the Black Mountain Manor. Two hours later, he finally found this logging yard.

At this moment, the workers in the logging yard were working all night, and the huge noise rang through the surrounding area, and the people were dazzled by the lights.

Lance held his breath and leaned in slowly.

After exploring it again, he breathed a sigh of relief. There are mortals in the entire lumber mill, and there is no wizard. In front of a second-level wizard like him, these mortals are no different from ants.

Soon, he found a house full of puppets and puppet lines from the occasional conversation of everyone. Looking inside from the window, a young man in his thirties was making something under the dim light. His fingers are rough and they are full of calluses, but his hands are very dexterous-fine sawdust keep flying out, and in a short while, a beautiful and clean doll will basically take shape.

“Very beautiful doll.” At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the window.

A man in a cloak with most of his face hidden in the shadow leaned on the window and said to him.

The young man was taken aback. He looked at the incoming person nervously: “Who are you?”

“Don’t worry, I will undoubtedly harm you, but I am very interested in your doll. Can you tell me your name?” Lance whispered.

The young man hesitated, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said: “Singler Woking. This is my name.”

After all, he looked at Lance nervously.

Lance nodded, turned around abruptly, walked about ten steps into the distance, and turned around suddenly—

What appeared in Singler’s eyes was a dark cross arrow.

With a swish, the arrow sank into Singler’s chest, and his soul struggled and was sucked into the blinking arrow.

Lance sighed, quickly pulled out the blinking arrow, and then left the Black Mountain Manor.

…

The task of killing Singler was much easier than he had imagined. After all, the Great Puppet Master at this time was still a mortal.

And the reason why Lance used the blinking arrow was just in case. It is the safest way to destroy the person and the soul directly, and he doesn’t want anything else to happen.

“The next thing will be handled by Rodriguez.”

Lance thought so in his heart, and took out a seven-color flower from the amber ring he was carrying with him.

Although it’s a pity that I haven’t been able to spend too much time in this time and space and learn more Wanlun witchcraft, but when I think that I have helped a man who combines Wanlun’s wisdom and witchcraft a lot, if there is a need for learning Rodriguez should not hesitate to teach.

Thinking of this, he firmly tore off a red petal from the Seven-Colored Flower.

This seven-color flower has a total of seven petals. It is said that it has the ability to open up time and space and can pass on his thoughts to Rodriguez after a thousand years. Even in Gu Wanlun, it is also an incredible treasure.

The petals fell from Lance’s hands, merged into the soil, and disappeared in a flash.

Three minutes later, a strange white light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the white light enveloped Lance——

In an instant, he just felt a splitting headache.

“Fuck, I don’t want to travel through time and space anymore…” This was the only thought he had before he fell into a coma.

…

Opening his eyes, Rodriguez’s face appeared in Lance’s eyes.

To Lance’s surprise, Rodriguez looked a lot older. Although it seemed that he could use the power of the first generation of Wizard King, sending Lance through Gu Wanlun was still a very magical thing.

“I killed him.” Lance rubbed his temples and propped up his body from the cold stone platform.

“Yes.” Rodriguez said calmly, “but I still have to take you back.”

“Huh?” Lance didn’t react for a moment.

“Although you killed Singler, changed history and created another river, but…”

Rodriguez waved his hand, and a slideshow of scenes flashed across the stone wall. Lance looked at it for a while and was silent.

On the screen, although he killed Singler, the bizarre tree of wisdom still produced a fruit, which was swallowed by another person for consumption, and also gained terrible puppet skills. Everything after that is not much different from the history of this world-puppetry is rampant, Wan Lun is destroyed!

“I see, that tree of wisdom is the key.” Lance patted his head and secretly said that he was confused.

Rodriguez said directly: “So, are you ready?”

Lance sighed and nodded.

Lie down again, hold back the huge pain, relax, relax the nerves——

The strange feeling like a dream and illusion resurfaced:

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