"Where is the Anzi Viscount’s Mansion?"
After gathering relevant information, Louis headed straight for the Anzi Viscount’s Mansion.
Soon, he found himself in a relatively high-class residential area with courtyards.
He cast a glance around, instantly gauging the standard of Viscount Anzi.
Though the title was among the lowest ranks, he seed to possess so assets.
Such a decorative style would be unaffordable for an ordinary viscount.
An earl above the mid-level could only manage sothing like this.
If he hadn’t dabbled in gray industries, then perhaps the viscount had a knack for making money.
Like those erging nobles, he could be leveraging his field of expertise for extra profit.
As he got closer to the mansion, a guard at the gate gave him a glance and stepped forward, saying:
"Sir, are you looking for soone?"
Louis gave him a glance and said:
"I heard the Viscount has encountered so trouble. I thought maybe I could help with it."
He smiled warmly at the guard.
To his surprise, the two guards at the entrance exchanged looks, and one said:
"I’ll go and inform the old butler of the situation."
With that, he turned and left.
Louis secretly praised:
"Looks like things are better than I thought. I don’t need to reveal my identity to handle related matters."
At the sa ti, he confird one thing.
The Viscount Anzi was likely more interesting than he had imagined.
Even without revealing their identities, the guards maintained proper etiquette.
One could discern the master’s character from the behavior of the servants.
Before long, he saw a middle-aged butler hurriedly approaching him.
Upon seeing Louis, his eyes lit up, and he softly said:
"Sir, are you here for Lady Xilin’s residence?"
Louis chuckled and said:
"I heard about it on the way, got a bit interested, and wanted to see what’s going on."
He glanced at a maid nearby, who then withdrew, after which he respectfully said:
"Please, co inside. The Viscount has been troubled by this matter for quite so ti, so having soone capable to help would be wonderful."
Louis shook his head and said:
"There’s no need for the Viscount to prepare in advance. I’m just here out of interest. If you can trust , just take to have a look."
He spoke truthfully.
But to the butler’s ears, it made him even more cautious.
His actions beca more careful.
Soon, Louis t Viscount Anzi, dressed in formal attire, sitting in the garden pavilion, who, upon seeing Louis approaching, gave a noble salute and said:
"May the Love God bless all beautiful things in the world."
Louis smiled and said:
"I don’t believe in the Love God."
To be precise, he didn’t believe in any god.
But he respected people’s belief in righteous gods.
Hmm.
Only in righteous gods.
The two didn’t talk for long before Viscount Anzi got to the point:
"Mr. Julius, if you could help solve the issue with Lady Xilin’s residence, it would be wonderful."
Louis smiled and said:
"Aren’t you worried that I might deceive you?"
"If soone like you were to deceive , then you could say I, Anzi, had misjudged."
Viscount Anzi laughed heartily: "I am a follower of the Love God, who granted eyes to witness beauty, as I said upon our first eting..."
He winked and said: "May the Love God bless all beautiful things."
"Beautiful things don’t necessarily an good things," Louis shook his head and said.
But Viscount Anzi said:
"The beauty granted by my god encompasses all the good in this world."
"Just like His teachings, beauty is not superficial; it stems from the essence of life, revealing its grace or ugliness to the world."
The last ti Louis heard sothing like this was when Beatrice ntioned the incident related to the Love God’s malfunction.
He had no intention of arguing with Anzi, only saying:
"So, can you talk about the situation with your house?"
The geographical features of the northern border aren’t really suited for the long stay of the undead.
Being a border, there’s never been a shortage of war.
But the possibility of the soil on such borders being fertile ground for spirits and undead is relatively low.
Indeed, a large number of corpses do tend to breed evil spirits.
But the corpses resting on this land also include a great number of warriors who fought valiantly to defend their holand.
If they were to rise, their first task would be to eliminate the undead transford from invaders.
Especially in a long-established state like the Ense Empire, it’s a wonder they haven’t ford a heroic spirit team for you.
The fierce aura and righteous energy from the remains of soldiers might even influence the entire border, turning it into a forbidden zone for the undead.
Actually, many years ago, the Empire had used mysterious ans to enhance this power.
Years of accumulated power have left most of the northern border without any natural ground for the undead to develop.
If there is, it’s usually one of two possibilities.
One possibility is that the undead have migrated from outside the borderlands.
The other is the appearance of higher undead, far exceeding the strength of ordinary low to mid-level undead.
If it’s the forr, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
But based on what he heard from people on the streets, it seed there was no widespread undead disaster in the territory.
This ans it’s most likely the latter.
Higher undead are at least level 10, or even exemplar undead.
Such monsters are indeed beyond the capabilities of an ordinary viscount.
"I just ca by upon hearing the news and intended to handle it casually."
Viscount Anzi praised:
"Your casual handling is a great blessing to us."
"Lady Xilin’s residence should not beco a nest for undead; it would be our loss."
"If you can manage it, I will offer the highest amount of reward I can currently prepare, and I sincerely ask for your help."
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