"...All right."
Dubois had also seen what Edward intended-not merely to leave everything to someone else, but that his eagerness to enter Trier's aristocratic circles must have been aimed at some definite goal.
But what did that matter?
My goal is very clear, anyway: to seize this rare opportunity and become a Beyonder!
Just you wait, Roselle!
Chapter 468: The Twilight Hermit Order
Dubois suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, Mr. Sparrow, isn't it time you gave me that latest-style suit you promised me?"
"First, I never promised you anything."
Edward looked at him and said mildly, "Second, aren't those antiques in the basement enough for you to buy a suit?"
"Uh, didn't you say those were my wages?"
He coughed. "Besides, I'm planning to give some of those things away as gifts... to help Mr. Sparrow find an opportunity to meet Roselle..."
Edward suddenly raised an eyebrow and waved a hand.
"The 2,000 Verl D'Or on the dining table is your operating budget for now. Come to me for more when you've spent it."
Ignoring his reaction, Edward turned and returned to the second floor, quickly entering the bedroom. He used his Secrets Sorcerer abilities to isolate the bedroom in another space before taking the small, silvery-white cross out of the Leather Pouch.
It was flickering with a faint glow.
The Russian Priest had said that this cross was proof of membership in the "Sunset Elderly Group." Whenever a gathering was held, he could use it to project his spirit body into His Corpse Cathedral to attend.
So did its faint flickering now mean a gathering was about to be held?
He only needed to inject spirituality into the cross to find out, but Edward wasn't mentally prepared to face the Russian Priest of this period yet-
Could the Russian