Master's attitude was firm.
Th-this.. this isn't a matter of money!
Montbanes V and Wife said somewhat guiltily, "This item's significance to us far exceeds money."
Oh?
Master let out a cold sneer.
At that moment, the manservant brought in hot coffee and iced cola.
Master first picked up the iced cola and handed it to Wood beside him, saying, "I know you like drinking cola."
But—
If you take the hot coffee first and then the iced cola, the cola will lose its flavor as its temperature rises.
“..”
Wood looked at the man blankly: "Boss, why do I feel.."
(He can't understand what you're saying?)
—In fact, I have long known why you paid such a high price to purchase this Obsidian Knife, why you deliberately leaked the news to lure me here, yet were unwilling to sell the Obsidian Knife to me.
Master picked up the hot coffee with his hands, which were still wearing transparent silicone gloves, said slowly, "You intend to use this Obsidian Knife, stained with holy blood, to kill a sacrifice and sign a hundred-year contract with the Stone Demon, don't you?"
Sacrifice? Stone Demon? A hundred-year contract?!
Montbanes V and Wife showed exaggerated expressions: "Mister Master! The Montbanes Family has been a devout Catholic family for generations, we have never—"
Do you dare to place your hands on the Bible and swear that your family has been devout Catholics for generations?
“..”
Don't forget, in the occult circles of New York, nothing can be hidden from me.
Master looked up, glancing at the twins playing and chasing each other on the lawn outside the floor-to-ceiling window, said softly, "When do you plan to bring the Sacrifice you have chosen back to the Manor?"
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Chapter 22 Gabriel and Gargoyle (9)
Mister Master!
Mrs. Montbanes blurted out, "We are devout Catholics; we would never and could never betray the Lord! Please, don't—"
If your faith is truly that devout, then why are you so keen on collecting mystical objects?
Master sneered at them, "As far as I know, a hundred years ago, the bankrupt Montbanes I came to New York and took the initiative to sign a contract with the Stone Demon, trading his eldest son's soul for immense wealth."
Mister Master.. this kind of baseless thing.. I can, I can at any time..
A lawsuit for damages to the family's reputation?
Master let out a disdainful laugh and asked Montbanes V, "You didn't just enter the mystical circles today; there is no way you don't know that secular legal documents are nothing more than signed toilet paper to the mystical circles!"
“..”
—It wouldn't be hard to make me give up the acquisition of the Obsidian Knife. Sell me the contract between Montbanes I and the Stone Demon, or allow me to attend and participate in your upcoming Sacrifice and Renewal Ceremony as a guest—I am very interested in that deal between your family and the Stone Demon.
Having finished speaking, Master stood up, returned the untouched coffee to the Servant, then removed his transparent rubber gloves, shaking them lightly in his hands—
Poof!
The Rubber Gloves spontaneously ignited, rapidly turning into fine dust that fell into the ashtray.
Montbanes V and Wife were stunned by this scene, blinking their eyes in disbelief.
I will not leave any traces that could lead back to me, including fingerprints, in any place where I feel unsafe.
Master "kindly" explained, taking the empty glass of cola from Wood: "The people around me are the same."
As the words fell—
Clang!
The Glass Cup fell into the Ashtray, shattering into countless Tiny Particles.
This.. this..
The expressions on the faces of Montbanes V and Wife were truly kaleidoscopic.
It is not an illusion.
"It's not an illusion," Master added.
“..”
You still have three choices—sell the Obsidian Knife to me, transfer the Contract between Montbanes I and the Demon to me, or invite me to attend and participate in your Sacrifice and Renewal Ceremony as a guest of honor—I will give you three days to think; you must provide a clear response before midnight on the fourth day.
“—If we, as a couple, reject all three of your options, what will happen to us?”
Montbanes V and Wife asked tremblingly.
Nothing will happen.
Master stated nonchalantly, "You—including your ancestor Mister Montbanes I and this house he left behind—will become something that never existed because of your absolute refusal."
“..”
The faces of Montbanes V and Wife gradually lost their color, turning even paler than a corpse in the blink of an eye.
Master turned around and said, "Let's head back."
Yes.
Wood spoke submissively, unable to suppress the pride swelling within him.
..
..
Boss! You were absolutely cool just now!
As soon as his buttocks hit the car seat, Wood couldn't wait to curry favor with Master: "Before today, I'm afraid The Couple has never encountered such a vicious and blatant threat."
I didn't threaten them; I was merely stating the facts.
Of course!
Wood nodded repeatedly. "Boss, your power has long been unfathomable. What is completely impossible in the eyes of ordinary people is as casual and simple as breathing to the Boss."
You're getting better and better at flattery.
Master said dotingly, his fingers messing up Wood's hair, "Your tongue is the same, getting more and more agile, as agile as if it were equipped with a motor.
Does the Boss like flexible tongues?
Who wouldn't?
Master's voice was somewhat low and hoarse: "Actually, there is no need for you to always keep your posture so low, you.."
But I'm afraid..
Wood said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that everything the Boss is giving me right now is just a dream, afraid that the Boss will discard me once he finds a better option, afraid.. afraid.. afraid that without a past, I am a tree without roots, a handful of water without a source, not knowing when I will suddenly have nothing left.."
You lack a sense of security?
Yes.
Wood replied gloomily, "I know the Boss is sincere toward me, but as long as my memories haven't returned, I.. I.. Boss, what is the deal with that Obsidian Knife?"
“Why the sudden question?”
Because when you were admiring the Obsidian Knife, Boss, your eyes were filled with nostalgia and affection—the previous owner of that knife was someone you knew, wasn't he?
.. I don't know how to explain it to you.
Master said with a slight, helpless lowering of his voice, "That knife did indeed once belong to someone very important to me, but the black bloodstains on that knife also belong to that person.. So.. I.. I am very surprised. I never expected to see this knife again after so many years.."
Was that person someone important to the Boss?
That fellow is not human, strictly speaking.
Master said directly, "His importance to me is completely different from the definitions recognized by the secular world."
Th-then, He..
He is already dead, he can never come back.
Master said coldly, suddenly grabbing Wood's arm and pinning him between the car seat and himself.
Boss, you..
I am feeling extremely agitated right now, even a bit overexcited, I need to do something to calm this sudden heat.. Can you help me?
.. Of course, I would be more than happy to, but, but..
Wood carefully looked at the Boss's face, which appeared even more sharp and imposing due to the backlight: "Even if you are in a bad mood, please try not to be too rough. I know you are feeling terrible right now and need to vent, I—mmph!"
His voice was suddenly stifled, but the kiss that sealed his lips was not the violent, savage act he had expected; on the contrary, it was exceptionally tender, filled with intense lingering affection.
—Boss, you..
“My feelings right now are not anger, but love.. I am so happy that I was able to meet you. I want to hold you, to truly feel your presence..”
With those words, an even deeper kiss sank into their mouths, bringing a searing sensation.
..
..
The vehicle gradually receded into the distance, the carved iron gates slowly closed. Montbanes V and Wife suppressed their forced smiles and hurried back to the Living Room, drawing the curtains.
What should we do now? He seems to be serious!
Serious?
Montbanes V's voice was somber: "No power can stop us from completing the Sacrifice! To continue the glory of the Montbanes Family!"
But..