162 Transfer of property
The demon pet can communicate through spiritual communication and speak.
However, communication of mental channels will consume some mental power, so if there is no need, it is more convenient to speak when people communicate close.
"White Amber?" Roland was a little surprised: "How did your hair change color?"
"I don't know either." Bai Amber climbed up quickly along Roland's tube, and almost in the blink of an eye, jumped to Roland's shoulder and stood: "After my original fluff fell, what I grew out now is blue. And most of my knowledge is inherited from you. I must not understand anything you don't understand."
In essence, magic pets are considered half of the spellcaster's clone. Because they are fused with the soul fragments of the spellcaster, their knowledge, common sense, and personality will have a great relationship with the spellcaster.
At this time, Vivian, who had been staying next to him, suddenly said: "I have heard before that if the caster has a special bloodline inherited from the soul, the contracted magic pet will occasionally undergo some superficial physical changes, and the color change of the fluff may also be a kind of. Vice President, do your ancestors have any special bloodlines?"
Roland thought for a while: "It seems that there is no one. They are all ordinary people."
Vivian responded softly, not seeming to believe it very much. It was not that she did not believe in Roland, but that she felt that Roland might not know what special bloodline she had.
It is very common for future generations to forget the glory of their ancestors.
The two then chatted for a while. Before Vivian went down, she hugged Bai Amber in her arms and said, "No matter what, even if its fluff color changes, it still has to be called Bai Amber. Also, even if it is your magic pet, it is still my friend. So if you want to take it to somewhere, you have to notify me."
Roland nodded. This was not a harsh condition.
Vivian seemed very happy to see Roland so easy to talk to. She went downstairs and got a pastry and fruit wine, which was a thank you gift.
Roland began to stay in the magic lab again, but two days later, a middle-aged housekeeper asked to see him and handed him a letter and a deed.
When Roland opened the letter, he found that it was written by Aldo to him.
‘Vice President, when you saw this letter, you were already the official branch president, and I left Holewen. Although I haven’t been with you for a long time, I admire your personality and deeply feel that you are a friend who can make lifelong. But I have many things to do, and it is impossible for me to stay in this country again. I took away all the women and most of the property. But I still have some more important things for you, such as some magical experiences of the demons and the secret paths of the manor. But I won’t say that you can search for it yourself. It’s best to find it within three days, otherwise the thing will expire.’
Roland fell down in the envelope and a bronze key slid out.
Have you left?
Roland lay back on the chair, a little lost.
He knew very well that Aldo might never see him in his life after leaving.
This is not the real world, there are convenient means of transportation such as planes, high-speed rail, ships, etc. It is just a matter of time to travel thousands of miles a day.
And in this world, every trip is a gamble between life and death.
Even professionals are no exception.
This also makes it increasingly important to teleport magic at a very long distance.
It’s just a pity that Roland’s current strength has not yet been able to access such profound spells.
Any surprises? Will it expire?
Roland played with the bronze key for a while, then stood up and walked downstairs.
When I walked to the second floor, I saw Vivian chatting with Bai Amber. Since Bai Amber was able to speak, Vivian didn't know how much he liked to communicate with it.
It seems that I want to finish all the things that a person or a beast has not finished before.
The two people also saw Roland and looked at him curiously.
Roland thought for a while and asked, "I'm going to visit Aldo's manor. Are you here?"
"OK."
"good."
Whether it is Vivian or Bai Amber, they all like to get along with Roland.
About ten minutes later, the two appeared outside Aldo's manor.
At this time, Aldo Manor had already appeared very quiet, with only a few guards still standing on their posts.
Roland's arrival made the light of hope burst out in the eyes of these guards. They took the initiative to help Roland open the door of the manor and then stood straight.
At the same time, a middle-aged butler trotted over from the house. Although he seemed anxious, he still bent down appropriately and asked, "Hisser Roland, are you here to accept the manor?"
"Yes." Roland nodded, and handed over the deed in his hand to the middle-aged housekeeper again: "Please help me keep it, and... recruit more people to get the manor back on operation."
"As you wish." The middle-aged housekeeper's answer was very powerful and excited. He knew that his position had been saved.
"Wait!" At this time, Vivian suddenly reacted. She stared at her big eyes and asked, "Where is President Aldo?"
"Let's go." Roland sighed: "I'll go upstairs and explain to you later."
Vivian was very sensible and didn't ask any more questions.
In the study on the third floor, Roland looked at several bookshelfs full of books, and found several booklets in the draw, and then sat on the chair. The whole manor, the most valuable thing was here.
As for the other outputs in the manor...wine, wheat, and some poultry are optional in Roland's eyes.
Vivian stood at the window and looked at the large and active manor on the ground. She was surprised: "President Aldo's manor is relatively large in the entire city of Delbon. I didn't expect that he would give it to you."
"Do you like it?" Roland smiled and said, "How about I transfer it to you?"
"No!" Vivian refused without hesitation: "I am just a small magic apprentice. I can't afford to live in such a manor. It's not a matter of money, but a matter of identity and qualification."
Roland thought for a while and said, "Then how about you help me manage it? Such a large manor, there must be someone who can trust to help you watch. Then you usually live here."
Vivian's cheeks were slightly red: "It's not impossible, then I'll live here in the future."
No problem. Because Vivian was facing away from Roland at this time, she kept looking out the window, so Roland didn't see her face.
Otherwise, you will definitely see something.
He pondered for a moment and stood up, saying, "Okay, it's time to start treasure hunting."
Vivian turned around, looking dazed.
Roland closed his eyes...the huge amount of mental power turned into tentacles, extending towards the surroundings, penetrated the walls and rock layers, covering almost everything.
Vivian stood in Roland's mental field and subconsciously swallowed.
Although Roland's spiritual tentacles avoided her this time, Vivian's strength has also increased a little now. She could feel that Roland's mental power turned into a huge, layered spider web, covering the entire manor.
A little scary.
Chapter completed!