《Dusk God》Chapter 7- Riddle Finding
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I come downstairs the next day and found that there were a very well dressed man and a guard. Once I went over to the bar table to order food I see both of them walking over to me.
"Is this him guard?" The well-dressed man asked with a questioning glance.
"Yes Sir, this is the man who went into your house and recused you." The guard said with a small bow between us and said, "I will take my leave, my lord."
After the guard left he started talking to me. He was the viscount I saved from the bandits in his own house.
"So do you have the letter?" He asked getting straight to the point.
"I might have," I asked playing around.
"It was nothing important, but a promise I want to keep if you did find it. If you found anything else though I can't promise anything." Making a serious face he said.
"I might have it, but let's talk a little about the bandits," I said.
"It was nothing. But to get the bandits off of me I told them where my family heirloom is." After a minute he continues. "Even though I said that even I didn't know where it was and told them my family riddle that was passed down. The guards later found my son too inside of a prison-like room in the storage house."
"Good for you. So what's the riddle and yes I have the letter." I said while showing him the letter he left in the mansion and storing it back in my inventory.
"Since you have the letter I will give you all my money that I have and my house, which includes my nobility." After saying so he gave me a document saying that all his property has been passed to me and that all his money in the bank has been transferred to me.
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"Don't you need money?" I asked.
"Yes, but my son has some in the bank so I should be fine."
"The riddle isn't useful to me anymore, so I'll tell you." Said with a blissful smile.
"What walks on four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, and three in the evening?" He asked and after he did he fell into his chair and relaxed. 'Looks to be something always on his mind.'
"I don't know but I'll find out later or pass it on to my family later on," I said with a smile.
"Don't give it to much time or you'll be like my late father he keeps looking till he was dead." He gave a wary smile.
"Well so did I." He continues with a smile.
After he left I checked the system to find the answer and from that the answer was human.
'But where will the human be? Well, I guess I'll find out where it is after looking at my new mansion.' He thought.
I then went to the Town Hall to change my name officially to Dracula Pre. 'I don't have to hide anymore I guess.'
After doing so at a fee of a gold he made his way to the mansion, which is almost 20 Minutes away in a wagon I 'borrowed'.
After getting there I walked in to find a group of ten maids and butlers waiting for me inside bowing.
"All of you want to be my servants? I don't think that will do, I only need one perfect servant." I say with a serious face.
Then making my way into the doorway then I turned around and said. "You all will come in one at a time, if I like you then we stop."
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When the first came in I asked, "What is your name and what do you do around here?"
"My name is Steven my lord and I cook." He bowed.
"Good now I'll ask some questions." My eyes turn blood red while I ask "Do you know where I can find something that says or looks 'Human' In this house?"
After asking these questions to all my servants I didn't find anything that I wanted. Then I went onto the next exam question.
"Can you bring people to die if I told you?" I asked with a wicked smile. Only four of the ten told an answer and 2 of them said yes.
"Since only you two don't mind, that's tested it. Bring five people each into the dungeon downstairs."
"Yes, sir" "Yes my lord" They replied.
Not all man has the balls to send a family to death after all.
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