Walking into the living room, Karun closed his umbrella and hung it up before shaking it three times to get rid of the water.

Dis walked up the stairs, and Karun watched him go before hearing Puerh's voice from the sofa.

Karun walked over and sat down, placing Puerh on his lap.

"I have a question," said Karun.

"Ask away," replied Puerh.

"Alfred once said that he fought Dis and it was a draw, but Dis only used techniques below the level of a judge. Is it possible that Dis intentionally suppressed his power to play with Alfred and ended up injuring himself, like his arm?"

Puerh widened her eyes and looked at Karun.

"Why are you asking such a strange question? Dis would have to control his strength carefully when fighting that radio monster. He wouldn't want to accidentally crush it," said Puerh.

Karun leaned back on the sofa, realizing that the burns on Dis's arm he had treated after coming back from Mr. Hoffen's hospital in the ambulance were not caused by Alfred but by Dis himself.

Karun had always thought that Dis's injury was related to Alfred, but now he realized that his previous assumptions might not be true.

As Karun got to know Dis better, and as Alfred's attitude towards Dis changed, especially after their visit to Mr. Moore's house, Alfred became more respectful towards Dis.

The longer Karun spent with Dis, the more he realized how powerful Dis was.

Karun remembered the day he and Mina were standing on the third-floor windowsill, and Dis had gone into the bedroom to change his clothes and grab his suitcase before leaving the house. Dis wasn't going to Lady Molly and Alfred's house on 128 Mingke Street that day.Who did Dis go to find, who did he fight with, and who has the ability to hurt Dis?

"Karun, come up here." Aunt Mary waved to Karun from the second floor.

"Okay, Aunt."

Karun went up to the second floor, and Aunt Mary continued up to the third floor.

Usually, when the family discusses things, they do it in the dining room on the second floor. They rarely go to the third floor because that's where Dis's study and bedroom are.

Even the most active of the family members, like Lunt, would deliberately walk lightly on the third floor.

"We've been waiting for you." Uncle Mason stood at the door of Grandpa's study, which was open.

Karun walked in and Dis was sitting behind the desk, holding a teacup and drinking tea.

Aunt Winnie stood next to the desk with a stack of files, while Uncle Mason and Aunt Mary stood next to Karun.

"Come and take a look, this is what your uncle and the others arranged." Dis said to Karun.

"Okay."

Karun walked over and Uncle Mason put his hands on Karun's shoulders. "Come, sit down and take a look."

"Oh, okay."

Karun sat down and the first thing in front of him was a bank book with a balance of 100,000 Rael.

Rael is the currency of Wien, not only circulating in Wien and its colonies, but also highly valued in other countries.

The exchange rate of Rael to Lubi is about 100 Rael to 150 Lubi. Because Rulan is somewhat like a subsidiary of Wien, its finances are almost completely tied to Wien. Although this means that it loses most of its currency independence, the difference between the official and black market exchange rates of Lubi and Rael in Rulan is very small.

Therefore, there is already a deposit of 150,000 Lubi on this bank book from the National Bank of Wien.

"This is the agreement contract." Aunt Winnie pulled out the document below and showed it to Karun. "We, the Yinmoleis Funeral Society, have applied for a loan from the bank in the name of the society, and the procedures have been completed.

Next, when you arrive in Wien and have chosen the house you want, you can contact the local National Bank of Wien personnel to process the loan.

The maximum amount of the loan can be up to 3 million Lubi, which means that when you look at the house there, the price and various fees should not exceed 2 million Rael."

Aunt Mary also said, "The 100,000 Rael in this bank book is your emergency money, don't count it as part of the house, and don't add it in. This is for your emergency use.

As for the loan, we will take care of it, and your share of the monthly dividends at home will be deposited into this card every month.""The only problem is that the owner of the house you bought is still the Yinmorris Funeral Society. We have to wait until we pay off the mortgage before we can change it to your name, Karun."

Karun understood that his uncle and aunt were discussing buying a house for him in Vienna.

Actually, Karun knew that the family didn't have much money in the public account due to recent big expenses such as the acquisition of the crematorium and the purchase of a new hearse. His uncle, aunt, and aunt all invested a lot of money in the public account.

Therefore, the 3 million Lu coins loan must have been obtained using the funeral society... and even possibly using the Yinmorris family villa under his feet as collateral.

"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt, and thank you, Aunt, but I don't think I..."

"Just treat it as buying a property in Vienna on behalf of the family. It's empty anyway, just live there for now," Uncle Mason said.

At this moment, Dis also put down his teacup and responded, "Hmm, let it be."

Since his grandfather had spoken, Karun stopped being stubborn and was about to get up and thank the elders, but he was once again held back by Uncle Mason's hand on his shoulder.

"We are family, don't be so formal."

Aunt Mary also smiled and said, "Mina and Chris have good academic performance, and they will probably go to the University of Vienna in the future. By then, they can also live there. It's always better to have your own house than to rent one."

"Well, you can keep the passbook and contract documents," Aunt Winnie put them in a leather bag and handed them to Karun.

"Okay, I got it."

"Now that everything is settled, you can go rest first. Dis and I still have some things to discuss with Karun," Dis said.

Uncle and Aunt and Aunt all left the study and closed the door.

"I'm not worried about your adaptability at all."

"Please rest assured, Grandpa. No matter where I am, I will make myself live a sunny life," Karun said.

"Very good." Dis smiled, "I didn't have much to say in the first place. You, a 'sunny' person, have already said everything I was going to say."

"Grandpa, you can still say it. I like to listen."

"I won't say it."

"Grandpa, there is something..."

Dis looked up and glanced at Karun, asking, "What is it?"

"Grandpa, when we came back from the hospital where Mr. Hoffen was, was there something behind us when we arrived at the door?"

It was still the Yinmorris family tradition to never let doubts linger overnight.

Dis's gaze slightly condensed as he looked at Karun.

"Was it someone from the Order of the Gods? Sent by the Order of the Temple?" Karun guessed.

Dis shook his head and said, "It's not them."

"Then who was it...""I don't want to hide it from you, but I don't think it's useful for you to know. It's better if you don't know, so this is an exception, and I don't plan on telling you.

Although it's a bit troublesome, I can handle it. That's my promise."

"Troublesome?" Karun rubbed his fingers on his leather bag and tried to continue asking, "More troublesome than the Order of the Gods?"

"In fact, the Order of the Gods, including the Order of the Temple, is not troublesome," Dis said. "Compared to that, I, your grandfather, am the one who is causing them a headache right now."

"What about this thing?"

"I still don't plan on telling you, but its troubles will end."

"In... two days?"

"Yes, in two days, all troubles will be resolved, and everything will be sorted out. When you go to Vienna, you can stand on the deck of the cruise ship's business cabin with Miss Eunice and enjoy the view of the sea while drinking wine.

I won't let my grandson go on a trip in a panicked state like a refugee."

"Really... can't you tell me, Grandfather?"

"You've asked three times, and this is my third answer. I don't plan on telling you."

"Okay, Grandfather."

Karun stood up with his leather bag and prepared to go back to his room.

Dis spoke up, "Sit down."

"Hmm?"

Karun sat back down.

Dis took out a candle from under the desk, and the candlestick was a black cube. Dis used a match to light the candle, and the flame was a normal orange color.

"Just sit here and watch it. After it burns out, you can leave."

"Okay, Grandfather."

Although he didn't know why, since it was Dis's request, Karun followed it.

Dis stood up and walked out of the study.

"Snap."

As soon as the door was closed, Karun saw the orange candle flame in front of him turn blue.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became... somewhat oppressive.

Gradually, Karun sensed that there seemed to be two pairs of eyes staring and scrutinizing him from some corner of the study.

Unconsciously, Karun swallowed his saliva and straightened his back a bit. Instead of looking around, he continued to stare at the blue candle flame in front of him.

...

After Dis walked out of the study, he went straight down the stairs to the first floor. In the corner, a large golden retriever was sleeping.

Hearing the footsteps coming down, the golden retriever opened its eyes, glanced at Dis, and closed them again.

Dis walked up to the golden retriever, picked up its leash, and the golden retriever got up, shaking its body a few times, seeming a bit puzzled and confused. But it instinctively didn't dare to resist Dis and was led out of the living room and out of the yard.

The rain was still falling.

But there was a delicate man in a wine red suit standing at the door. When Dis walked out, he held the umbrella over him.The umbrella was intentionally not very big, just suitable enough to completely cover Dis, but it would inevitably wet half of his own shoulder.

At the door, there was a limited edition Suntland parked.

After escorting Dis to the gate, Alfred opened the car door, and after Dis got in, he put away the umbrella and sat in the driver's seat.

"The Oakwood Cemetery in the East District."

"Okay, sir."

Alfred started the car.

Soon, they arrived at the Oakwood Cemetery.

This cemetery had a cooperation agreement with the Inmolei's family. Basically, if the guests handled by the Inmolei's family chose to be buried in the soil, they would be placed here.

At the entrance of the cemetery, Alfred got out of the car first, held up the umbrella, and then helped Dis open the door.

After Dis got out of the car, Alfred handed him the umbrella.

"Let's go in together," Dis said.

"Is it appropriate, sir?"

"In a few days, I need you to tell him about what you saw and heard tonight."

"Okay, sir."

"It's already difficult for you to keep tonight's driving a secret from him. As his grandfather, I won't be happy if you keep things from him, even if it's for me. But just say it's my idea, he can understand it, as long as you don't do it again in the future, it won't affect your future promotion."

"..." Alfred.

Is the matter of my promotion really that obvious?

Dis walked towards the cemetery, and Alfred followed him with the umbrella.

Finally, Dis stopped in front of Mr. Hoffen's tombstone.

Alfred glanced at the tombstone with some doubts. Was the old man missing his deceased friend on this rainy night?

Dis waved his hand backwards.

Alfred understood and took a few steps back while holding the umbrella.

And Dis, who had lost the shelter of the umbrella, was not hit by the rain, but the rainwater bypassed him.

At this moment, black lines spread out from Dis's feet and then collectively entered under Mr. Hoffen's tombstone.

"In the name of order - I allow you to awaken!"

Alfred, who was standing behind, didn't feel surprised to see this scene, but he found it somewhat interesting.

When other people miss their deceased friends, they can only think about them while looking at objects, but his own master can call his friend back to life.

There was a sound of cracking coming from the soil under the tombstone, and then the soil began to loosen and bulge. After it bulged to a certain extent, it began to crack and fall under the washing of the rain.

Mr. Hoffen's head had already emerged from the ground, and he looked around first, especially paying attention to the mud all over his face. He couldn't help but complain:

"Dis, couldn't you have awakened me on a sunny night?"Alfred dropped the umbrella and took the initiative to dig Mr. Hofmann out of the soil.

Mr. Hofmann began to move his body. "After death, it's really impossible to move naturally. It's so stiff and unfamiliar."

He touched his face. "Oh my, how much wax did Mary put on my face? The rain and mud can't wash it off!"

He looked at his clothes. "Mason is a good boy. These clothes should be expensive. Even when I was alive, I didn't buy clothes like this."

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Mr. Hofmann stumbled to Alfred and asked him to remove the staples from his head. "I feel like I can't close my mouth when I speak. Mary fixed me with staples."

Alfred helped him remove the staples, but Mr. Hofmann's face collapsed. "I regret taking them off. Taut skin is so important for an old person, especially for an old person who has already died."

"But it doesn't matter now because I'm already dead. Although I still feel like myself, in reality, I'm just a version of myself that retains most of my memories."

Finally, Mr. Hofmann, who had finished warming up, looked at Dis, who had been standing in the rain without getting wet. "Oh, Dis, you're really shameless!"

Mr. Hofmann approached Dis, and the rain no longer fell on him. "I can't maintain my spiritual consciousness for too long, can I?" he asked.

"Well, although you're a believer of the Truth God Sect, you have always followed the academic path, which means you don't have much spiritual energy in your body. Although I have blessed you, it can only last for three days. After three days, your memory will begin to decline, and you will gradually lose your thinking ability."

"If we refine your body and apply a formation, we can delay this time, but it's still like sand through our fingers."

"It's too tragic. I don't want that. I think it's better to die cleanly. Please cremate me next time."

"Okay.""Do you know, Dis, when I died, I already guessed that you would call me back. So when I died in the hospital that day, I was very serious about creating that sad atmosphere, but when I thought that you might call me back later, I couldn't get into the mood.

By the way, what's up?"

"Help me set up a formation."

"What kind of formation?"

"A seal."

"Seal who? Don't you know how to do a regular sealing formation?"

"Seal... an evil god."

"Are you finally going to make a move on Karun?" Mr. Hoffen jumped up and said, "How can you be so ruthless and do this?"

"You kept asking me to kill him before you died."

"Now that I'm dead, do I still need to care about peace? Once a person dies, there's no moral burden. It's easy. Besides, he even called my grandfather!"

"It's not to seal Karun."

"Not to seal Karun, but to seal an evil god. Oh my god, after I died, have evil gods become as common as roadside cabbages in this world?"

"There is only one evil god."

"Only one evil god?"

"Karun is Karun, and the evil god is the evil god, there is only one evil god."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hoffen immediately widened his eyes:

"Are you saying that Karun is not an evil god, but that the ritual I helped you conduct actually did summon an evil god down?!"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Mr. Hoffen shouted.

"Because Karun hadn't made his choice yet at that time. Now, he has chosen the path he wants to take.

That evil god is now very weak. For some reason, although he had modified Karun's body, he ultimately failed to enter it.

Then, my grandson woke up and was isolated outside. He was almost imperceptible. A newly arrived evil god is naturally good at hiding himself, and an evil god who has just arrived but has no body is even harder to detect.

In fact, if he hadn't shown his resentment and hostility towards Karun a few times while lurking in the dark, I might not have even noticed his existence.

I tried to deal with it, but it is indeed very weak, yet its existence form is very special.

I summoned the soul fire with both hands, but it was not a pure soul form. Although I hurt it, I couldn't erase it.

So, I need your help now to permanently dispose of it."

"Dispose of it?"

Mr. Hoffen caught the key word, because Dis didn't say erase.

Dis nodded and his gaze fell on Alfred, who was standing there in shock.Originally... originally... originally... the great existence is not really an evil god!

But, but, but...

Something's not right.

That strange magical language, that holy song that made his soul tremble, and the curse trigger...

"Are you disappointed?"

Dis asked Alfred.

Alfred immediately shook his head, then his face showed an almost twisted and ferocious excitement:

"No, no, no!

Master, I am not disappointed at all!

I firmly believe that the young master is a great existence.

Look,

As you said,

Even the evil god couldn't compete with the young master. This can only prove that the young master is more powerful than the evil god!"

There are many types of murals.

The murals of ordinary deities and the murals of great true gods, although they are both called murals, they are completely different!

You know, there are still many small churches with inheritances. The deities they worship are actually a segment stripped from the myth narrative of the Bright Church. To put it bluntly, they are like supporting roles standing in the corner of the Bright Church murals. In some small religions, they are the true gods they worship!

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!

Alfred really wanted to go back to the studio now and sing to all the radio users in Roja City who were listening to his channel!

"So, Dis, what is your purpose in placing him?" Mr. Hoffman asked.

Dis replied:

"Since he has decided to take that path and is determined to go see the outside world, as a family member, we can only support him.

His uncle, aunt, and aunt gave him some money and a house.

As a grandfather, I can't just sit idly by.

So, I'll give him an evil god to accompany him."