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Herag visually observed that the room behind the door was five to six hundred square meters, and there was a large bed at the bottom of the room, which could accommodate six or seven people without any problem.

At the same time, heavy footsteps came from outside the door, and two guards struggled to carry a golden treasure chest.

The guard carried the treasure chest into the room and placed it in front of Herag and Kieran.

"You guys go out," Kieran commanded.

The two guards walked out with their heads down, without looking up at Herag once.

"This is the ten thousand gold coins promised by Master Josh, Mr. Herag, please check it." Kieran opened the gold chest and revealed a box full of gold coins, shining brightly.

Herag smiled and said, "Not bad."

He waved his hand and put away the entire box.

This box has already exceeded 10000 gold coins, and it was already very valuable.

"Mr. Herag can take a break here, and if he wants to go out for a stroll, he can always greet the servants at the door. There will be a grand dinner in the evening," Kieran continued.

Herag didn't see anything outside and turned around to lie down on the soft bed, saying, "Okay."

Kieran respectfully retreated and gently closed the door, giving careful instructions to the two maids at the door.

"The Kingdom of Violet is truly the largest kingdom in the south, and it is only a count who is so wealthy," sighed Herag.

Tasoni's territory is only a small part of the map, and before Herag arrived, he had never imagined that the lords here would be so wealthy.

Herag stayed in the room without wandering around, and after planning his subsequent route, he began to meditate.

Until nightfall, the maid came and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Herag, you can go to the dinner party now." The two maids at the door were very young and dressed in revealing clothes. The large snow-white area made Herag's eyes flicker.

"Well, lead the way," Herag whispered, casually touching some places. The two maids just lowered their heads and smiled without any resistance.

These two maids waited for Herag to be motionless before leading the way, taking Herag through one palace after another.

"Sometimes it's not a good thing for a house to be too big, even if you walk for half an hour to eat," Herag sighed in silence.

Although the castle is large, there are not many people, and most of what Herag saw along the way were guards and servants.

The banquet was held in the largest palace and not many people attended.

Herag made a simple count and found that there were only over sixty people, excluding servants and guards, which was very small for aristocratic banquets.

Herag saw the giant oil painting himself, Count Hoon Banks, sitting at the top of the long table, with Josh and Ruch's sons on both sides, and other children, relatives, and other figures below.

"Mr. Herrag!" Josh was very excited when he saw Herrag. He had already changed into a formal dress for attending the banquet, looking very flamboyant, and his whole body was bloated.

Upon hearing this, Count Hoon turned his head and saw Herag. He stood up and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Herag, for saving my son. The Banks family will surely remember your kindness."

Herag was arranged under the main seat, and the dinner was very quiet, with everyone eating quietly.

After a simple meal, it was the usual dance event, and Herag didn't have much interest.

Count Hoon and his son came over with wine and thanked him again, "Thank you, Mr. Herag!"

Herag touched each of them with his wine, and his nose moved slightly, as if he had sensed something.

After finishing his drink, he asked, "Is Count Hoon injured?"

Josh exclaimed excitedly, "My father was assassinated two months ago. Although the killer failed, he still left his father with serious injuries and has not been able to recover. Is Mr. Herag able to find a way?"

"It's not certain if there's anything I can do, I just smelled some familiar scent." Herrag sniffed his nose again, and he smelled the scent of dark energy particles.

Josh was very excited upon hearing this and quickly said to Count Huen, "Father, why don't you let Mr. Herag show you? He... there are many people here with mixed eyes, let's talk about it in a different place."

Count Hoon thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, and the few of them came to a quiet room next door.

Luqi also followed over, seemingly worried about his father's injury.

The Grand Knight Kieran stood guard at the door, looking as if he was not prepared to let anyone else in.

Heragra sat down in a chair and slowly savored the red wine in his glass. He had heard of this kind of wine before and couldn't afford it at all.

"Mr. Herag, can you save my father?" Josh asked excitedly.

Herag put down his glass and said, "Can you save me? I don't know. I'll have to see what the injury looks like."

"Father..." Josh turned his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Count Hoon hesitated for a moment and began to take off his coat with great effort, revealing his waist injury.

There is a black wound there, and although the surface of the wound is coated with medicine, there is still a faint smell of decay. Zhaoshuyuan.com

"Your Highness, I didn't expect the injury to be so severe." Herag observed closely and confirmed that it was caused by a demonized item. There were dark energy particles entangled around the wound, causing it to remain healed. Ordinary drugs had no effect at all.

Count Hoon smiled wryly and said, "I'm already dying soon. A few days ago, Josh disappeared without a trace. Now that Josh is back safely, I can also leave with peace of mind."

"Father..." Josh tightly grabbed Hoon's clothes.

Herragge said strangely, "Let's go? It's just a minor injury."

"Minor injury? Does Mr. Herag really have a solution?" The Hoon family looked at him in surprise.

They have already sought countless famous doctors and have no way to deal with Count Hoon's injuries.

They also considered searching for the legendary mystic, but lacking means of communication, how could an ordinary mystic specifically come to heal him as a young count.

"It can be cured, what can you do? It's very expensive for me to see a doctor." The Banks family is so wealthy, and Herag won't miss this opportunity to make a profit. He earns money from these nobles without any psychological burden.

Upon reflection, Hoon realized that he was not stingy about not wanting to give money, but rather considering what would be more appropriate.

He already knows that Herag is a legendary mystic, so what he gives needs to satisfy Herag, but what kind of thing can satisfy the wizard?

"Pure money? It seems that wizards don't lack money either, and it's inconvenient to carry too much."

"Beauty? This is not worth any money."

After thinking for a while and shaking his head, Hu En finally said, "Mr. Herag, as long as you can cure me, you can wander around the treasure trove of our Banks family, and you can pick any three treasures from it."