After walking out of the apartment and going down Mount Louga, Ryan bought two mutton pies from a roadside stall. After the meal, he sat in a public carriage that carried guests on the side of the road. The starting price was ten Finneys. After one kilometer, according to the number measurement device, each kilometer would cost five Finneys.
The nobles and merchants all had private carriages, and most of the people who took public carriages were middle-class, such as the managers of the merchant association or low-level administrative officials.
The Mount Louga community where Ryan was located was far away from the Holy Roland Block where his uncle and his family lived.
About ten kilometers.
In the past, in order to save money, Ryan would choose to walk to Holy Roland.
With his speed, even if he walked very fast, it would take him more than three hours.
Now he no longer valued money as much as before. Money was something that could not be accumulated purely by saving. The time he spent to save a few dozen Finneys was a waste to him.
Half an hour later, Ryan arrived at the Holy Roland Community.
The streets of Holy Roland were wide and clean. There was a lawn on both sides of the road, and behind the lawn were rows of independent buildings. There were more than two or three floors in these small buildings. Behind those small buildings, there was a backyard. The row of buildings were near the Lanceton River. When the sunshine was gentle, people could put some chairs and coffee tables in the backyard. They could sit on the chairs and drink tea, looking at the beautiful Lanceton River.
On the other side of the river was the majestic Holy Cross Cathedral, and there was a tall stone bridge across the Lanceton River, connecting the two sides of the river.
Although Holy Roland was in the southern district, it was different from most of the blocks here.
On Earth, most of the people living here were called middle-class, among which there were lawyers, municipal government officials, businessmen, doctors, and small merchants who are not rich...
There was an unwritten rule in this world.
The community was related to classes.
The nobles only lived in the areas of the nobles. Most of the middle-class lived together with the middle-class. The poor could only live in the slums. For example, for the nobles in Lanceton, even if one was just a small lord, he would live in the northern district. If they lived in the southern district, even in a high-end community like Holy Roland, they would hide their names and not carve their family crest on the wall.
Legend had it that in this block, there were some nobles who had lost their property.
Jordan Bell was Ryan's uncle. He was actually not qualified to live in the Holy Roland.
A long time ago, the Bell family had lived in the port area. Jordan had been just a sailor who had earned a living on a voyage merchant ship. Ryan's mother, Mary Bell, had been a clerk of a trading company.
Seventeen years ago, Ryan's mother, Mary Bell, had met a mysterious gentleman named Charles. The gentleman had bought a house in this neighborhood and had given it to Mary. Ryan had been born in this house and had lived here for thirteen years.
When he ahd been thirteen, he had been sent by Jordan to the trading company as an apprentice and had left this place.
Every year, he would only return two or three times.
Now, the owner of the house had become Jordan.
In addition, the dozen or so Gold Louis that Mary had left for Ryan had also belonged to Jordan.
After all, when she had died, Ryan had still been young, not even seven years old.
As for the gentleman named Charles, Ryan had never seen him before.
Maybe he had met the man, but he had still been a baby at that time and had no memory.
In the childhood of Ryan, when he had been in pain, he had always dreamed that his father could fall from the sky and save him from the sea of suffering.
When he grew up, he already understood that fantasy and reality had nothing to do with each other, so the figure of that person gradually left in his memory.
People could only rely on themselves!
This was the youth's life experience.
Not long after, Ryan arrived in front of an independent building.
Behind the lawn that was trimmed very neatly like a green carpet was a three-story building. The windows of the building were carved with patterns, red, yellow, and green walls. The colors were very gorgeous, and there were stone sculptures on both sides of the roof. They were eagles and leopards.
"Ryan, welcome home!"
Ryan's eldest cousin, Ronzo Bell, stood on the porch smoking a cigarette and greeted Ryan with a smile.
Ronzo was twenty-three years old this year. He was tall, 1.9 meters. And he was wearing a gentleman's suit worth more than ten Louis, a tall bowler hat, white shirt, a pair of black pants and a black vest. His blue silk tie was neatly ironed, with a gold-encrusted lapel pin.
He had a rather handsome face.
However, the hawk-nosed, thin lips on his face and his deep wrinkle as he smiled made him look a little mean and difficult to approach.
Ronzo had been educated since he was a child. After graduating from middle school, he entered the municipal office to work. In the Franka Empire, the administrative staff was divided into seven levels, and the highest level was No.1 level. Now, he was a sixth level civil servant, no longer the lowest level clerk.
In the process, Jordan Bell spent a lot of money.
He was the future of the Bell family, the beloved son of his uncle and aunt. If he did not have the work of the municipal government, the Bell family would not have stayed in this block.
Right now, his uncle Jordan was just a small manager of a trading firm at the port. His aunt Susan was a housewife, and his second cousin James, on the surface, was a bartender at a bar in Baker Street, but he was actually just a street thug.
Only Ronzo Bell had a promising future.
In the future, if they could marry the daughter of a fallen noble or the widow of a wealthy merchant, the Bell family would be able to sustain their life on this street.
With Ronzo's ability and attractiveness, this was not a difficult matter.
In the past, Ronzo Bell always disdained Ryan. Not to mention outside, even if he saw Ryan in this room, he would not greet him. Even if Ryan greeted him, he would turn a blind eye to it, although this house was the property left by his poor aunt, and he could only study and enter the municipal government department thanks to the money left by the poor aunt.
But now, he greeted Ryan with a smile.
Moreover, he said welcome home.
Home?
Was this still his home?
Ryan snorted in his heart. He took off his hat, bent over, and nodded.
In the face of his sudden enthusiasm, Ryan did not have any extra reaction. He was almost the same as usual. His expression was dull and he was not as flattered as Ronzo thought. This made his pre-planned reaction useless.
For a moment, the scene was slightly awkward.
If it was possible, he did not want to see this family.
Even the young Ryan didn't have a good impression of his uncle's family. The young man just didn't like to talk, but he wasn't an idiot. He had a balance in his heart. He knew who was good and who was bad.
The reason he came here was to take away the things left by his mother.
His mother had left a lot of things for Ryan. The valuable things had been taken by his uncle's family, leaving only some things that they thought were worthless. Most of them were letters and diaries. Now, they were placed in a cardboard box in the basement.
Perhaps he would be able to find some clues related to his past through the diaries.
Ryan walked to the door, and Ronzo had already opened it.
Then, he turned his head and smiled at Ryan.
"Cousin, have you thought it through?"
Sunlight shone through the window.The windows of the dining room were open. Outside the windows was the backyard of the house. There was a flowerbed. Inside the flowerbed, the tulips were very beautiful. They swayed gently with the wind, and the strong fragrance of flowers drifted into the room with the wind. It was refreshing.Ryan sat at a seat facing the windows, separated from his uncle's family by a rectangular table. On the opposite side sat his uncle Jordan Bell, his aunt Susan Bell, and his cousin Ronzo Bell, who was sitting on the top of the table on his right. Now, he was talking with confidence."This is rare! This is a rare good thing!"Ronzo waved his arm. The amplitude of his movement was not big, but it was very powerful.He stared at Ryan, who was opposite him. His eyes were bright and his expression was particularly sincere.Ronzo had once seen Speaker Macron's speech in the upper house a
Bang!The door was heavily closed behind him. The flower basket hanging on the door was shaking. It seemed that it was about to fall. A few seconds later, the shaking stopped. The flower basket was still hanging on the door, but it was a bit crooked than before.Ryan walked down the corridor, with his hands empty.He stood on the aisle in front of the door and looked up at the sky.At noon, the sun hung above his head. When the sunlight shone upon the ground, the heat of summer was released by the cool breeze from the Star Sea. The air was filled with the smell of the moist sea.It was lunchtime, but Ryan was driven out of the door.Because he refused to sign the contract, his uncle and his family immediately became unpleased. It was definitely not possible for him to stay for lunch. As for Ryan's request, of course, it was also rejected. They said that the rain had leaked and poured into the basement. The
Amidst the scream, Ryan could not help but blink.It was as if his entire body had fallen into the eye of a tornado, and he could not help it.That is how he felt.Ryan did not allow himself to be controlled by this feeling. His mind was still highly concentrated. In his sea of consciousness, although the golden flame was weak, it was still blooming like a lotus flower.The page of the book in the center of the flame was still half open, not closed, and not completely open.Soon, he opened his eyes.Everything had disappeared!Everything returned to normal!There was no white mist, no old woman, but only lines of tombstones, leafy trees, and the sunlight that passed through the branches. Leaves fell on the ground in front of the tombstone, swaying with the wind."Dong..."At the top of the church on the mountain peak, there was a spire with a cross, and a
The young man, Ryan, had lived in this world for sixteen years and had never stepped out of Lanceton. He had been struggling for livelihood all year round. After all, Lanceton was also considered a prosperous place in the south of Franka Empire. It was the fief of the Rose Duke, and it was also a transportation hub from the south to the north. It was a commercial city. Therefore, even if Ryan did not care much about the world, he had more or less received some information. He was not a teenager who grew up in the countryside knowing nothing about this world.This world was different from Earth.This was a world where the spirit could interfere with matter.On Earth, mysticism was just a delusion. Even if he cultivated a special technique, it was only able to increase the potential of his body. He could maintain a clear mind and remain calm like a mountain. However, when he erupted, there was still no way to surpass the limits of the human body.
Putting down the knife and fork, Ryan exhaled a long breath.The sunlight penetrating through the window and felling on the dining table had moved forward a few centimeters. Now, it was almost three o'clock.Forty-five minutes.In forty-five minutes, the food in his stomach was about four or five kilograms. Normally, Ryan's stomach should be bulging. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even get up. If he moved a little, his stomach would feel extremely uncomfortable. If he moved violently, his intestines would most likely be broken.Eating so much in a short period of time, except for trained people with a big stomach, ordinary people would not be able to do it.However, Ryan's lower abdomen was extremely flat, like a plain, not a high mountain. The four or five kilograms of food seemed to have disappeared into a deep well without a trace.The digestive system of the body naturally could not do thi
The orange sunset glow floated in the western sky, dyeing most of the sky beautiful. On the other side of the port, the sound of a whistle could be heard from time to time. It was a fishing boat that had returned late at night. The outer sea of the port was just like the sky. It was colorful and undulating.Ryan walked up the slope in a sunset.The ground was covered by dirty water. The streets were piled up with garbage. the wooden houses were randomly built. The narrow alleys could only allow the two of them to walk side by side. Having no care about the environment, the children were screaming, laughing, and fooling around...Everything was normal!There seemed to be no change!But he was different from the youth before!At the entrance of the apartment, Ryan met Aunt Schultz, who was as big as a bear."Hello, Mr. Charles!"She greeted loudly, her voice loud and clear.
Fear?Scared?Unease?These emotions did not linger in Ryan's heart. It was like an uninvited wind. After entering, it only made a turn and rushed out. It did not leave any trace and did not shake Ryan.Emotions could not be eliminated but they could be controlled.That night, Ryan was still cultivating.He continued to breathe according to the mysterious breathing technique, with a strange rhythm. He meditated and thought the golden flame in the lamp which wrapped the Book of Gold.Book of Gold's half-opened title page moved up and down rhythmically as he breathed. It was like a pair of wings, fluttering slowly.The golden light flashed as if it were breathing.Blood Sea!Gradually, they entered the blood sea and were entangled by the scarlet light all over the sky, finding it difficult to get rid of.It started again!Ryan main
A light like a bean.The air was filled with a special musty smell, and the damp air wandered around the room.Ryan sat on the bed with his back against the wall. His face was pale and his breathing was rapid. His entire body was drenched in sweat. It was as if he had just gotten up from the water. He frowned.Although he was back and his consciousness returned to his body, the feeling of powerlessness still lingered in his mind.Once one was old, it was like this when one was on the verge of death?Exhaling a long breath, Ryan slowly moved his body.This body was no longer weak. Although it could not compare to Earth's body that had been trained over and over again, this body had endless potential. Unlike him on the Earth, he could no longer become strong who had already reached the end.He wondered what was the most powerful being in this mysterious world.Now, he was only seven