Aunt Lym’s rigidity was not that of an ordinary person’s stupor.
It was more like a kind of muscle paralysis that occurs in an instant.
Faint, melodious music started to play.
A blurry figure appeared in the old woman’s field of vision.
The figure approached slowly, resembling a ghost but without the ghostly chill, instead exuding an aura of a superior being, similar to Gerard, but also different from him.
It had a certain softness of yin.
Beyond that, there was something discordant about the figure.
It was very strange, yet it made one unconsciously want to submit.
“Lady Lym, it is our first meeting.”
She did not head towards 111 Duron Street.
She was walking towards the beach instead.
There, Butler Reed stood guard in front of a coffin.
After paying his respects, the butler looked to the side.
It was a thicket of shrubs, shaded by palm fronds, pitch-dark from the perspective of the butler.
Yet, in the butler’s eyes, the tall, burly figure was clearly visible.
Jason thought to himself.
If he had been clinging to a sliver of hope before, at this moment, he was certain that his aunt had already spotted him earlier.
And those words must have been meant for him to hear.
Disrupt the ‘Strength of the Bloodline’?
Break the ‘Bloodline Curse’?
Muttering these words under his breath, Jason stepped out.
The butler bowed deeply in respect.
Aunt Lym turned around to look at Jason, her expression complex.
“You are a good boy,” she said.
The old woman was well aware of why Jason had appeared at 111 Duron Street.
She also knew what it meant to be there.
To pass through the electric net she set up must mean suffering pain worse than death.
Jason did not respond.
Wearing his mask, he watched his ‘aunt’ warily.
What he had just witnessed.
It was enough to inform him that his ‘aunt’ was far more dangerous than she seemed.
Gerard’s archenemy died just like that.
Easily killed by the hands of his aunt.
Moreover, up to this point, he had not sensed any powerful aura from his aunt.
She appeared completely ordinary, like any other person.
But how could an ordinary person…
Possibly make use of a secret technique?
Sweat dampened his back.
Jason was prepared to fantasize about the taste of ‘sugar’ at any moment.
At this moment, he could not think of anything that could protect him from his ‘aunt’ in front of him.
“In this world, anyone may harm you, but only I and Gerard would never do anything to truly hurt you,” Aunt Lym said, gazing intently at Jason.
Her eyes seemed to pierce through the ice hockey mask to see Jason’s face.
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Aunt Lym tried to say something, but when she spoke, Jason could not make out the words.
“Although I want to tell you more,”
“I cannot convey any information,”
“are still too weak.”
As her words fell, Aunt Lym turned and walked toward the sea.
“Master Jason, I wish you well in the future,”
“Please give my regards to Master Gerard. When he wakes up, tell him that the ‘Bloodline Curse’ has been broken by Mr. Hans. I regret I cannot inform him of this in person, nor have the chance to say goodbye,”
“As for little Reed?”
“Please tell him that I will always love him.”
The butler bowed to Jason and then, shouldering the coffin, followed Aunt Lym.
Just as their feet touched the wet sea foam––
A spray of water erupted in the distance.
A ship rose from below the sea.
Jason could clearly see “Queen Mary” written on the side of the ship!
Aunt Lym and the Butler carrying the coffin flew straight onto the ship.
In the moment of climbing aboard, Aunt Lym turned her head and waved at Jason, as a farewell.
Jason’s brow wrinkled tightly.
But before any thoughts surfaced in his mind, a sudden wave of dizziness hit him.
Jason fell to the ground.
The moment he touched the sand, the dizziness vanished, and Jason sprang to his feet.
However, in that brief moment, the Queen Mary had disappeared.
Jason shook his head quickly.