Sophie didn't sleep that night.
She wasn't worried about whether Wang Quan would be able to handle it, but she was acting coquettishly to Ksira.
In the master bedroom, on the princess bed that was nearly three meters long and three meters wide, Sophie, who was wearing pajamas and an eye patch on her head, hugged her doll and pleaded, "Ksira, can I really not go with you?"
"No." Ksira rejected her directly.
She patted Sophie's little head. "Everyone has their own life. I have my own things to do, and you have yours too."
Sophie wasn't convinced. "Then why can that kid Infino do it? And why can he become your disciple! "
"You two are different." Ksira still had a smiling expression on her face, but the words she said were very cold. "Infino means something different to me. Whether it's you, Elizabeth, or anyone else, you are all my friends. But only Infino, he is my hope and my future."
"Oh …" Sophie bit her lower lip hard, tears welling up in her eyes. "What's so different about him?"
Ksira didn't answer directly, but asked in return, "What kind of person do you think Infino is?"
"A little capable but arrogant boy," Sophie said with a displeased expression. "Sometimes, he shows unusual maturity..."
She asked the question that she had been wanting to ask, "Is he like me, only he looks like a child?"
"That's not important." Ksira's eyes narrowed slightly. "To me, you are all children."
"I still want to know what's so different about him." Sophie was very dissatisfied with Ksira's way of changing the topic.
"Didn't I say it before? He is my future and my hope. That's something that only he can do. "
The smile in Ksira's eyes gradually faded. "Don't talk about Infino anymore, or I will be angry."
Sophie shuddered. She clutched the doll so hard her fingers turned white.
But she really didn't ask anymore.
The first reason was that it was useless to ask something that Ksira didn't want to talk about.
The other reason was that she was afraid.
Yes, she respected Ksira, but she was also very afraid of Ksira.
In the past hundred years, she had also secretly investigated Ksira.
Ksira was a bishop of the Church of Death, but this was just a fake identity.
She was still the "Twilight Witch" who caused the "European Extinction" more than four hundred years ago.
But this identity … was actually also fake.
Or rather, she was the Twilight Witch, but not just the Twilight Witch.
According to the clues that she had found, and the rumors that she heard from other witches, Ksira … she had existed for a very, very long time.
At least, the "Frost Witch" Lenna, who had lived the longest, once said that when she was young, Ksira was like this.
In fact, almost all of the Demonesses were guided by Chirila to grasp their powers after they awakened.
But Lenna … was already an old witch who had awakened 1300 years ago.
At that time, most of the countries on the continent weren't what they were now.
There used to be a rumor among the veteran witches.
They said that Ksira might be suspected to be the origin of all witches, in other words … the original witches.
But Sophie had never thought of that.
Ksira was Ksira, nothing more.
"Let's not talk about this." Ksira suddenly took out a stack of hard paper with patterns drawn on it. "I learned this from Infino."
Then, the corner of her mouth curled up. "Come, let's play cards."
Sophie was speechless.
…
"Yo, did you sleep well last night?"
The next morning, in the dining room, Wang Quan looked refreshed.
After all, he was about to get 200,000 francs, and he was in high spirits.
Last night, Wang Quan even made a phone call to ask about the value of the Leaf Franc.
According to Leaf's search engine, one franc was equal to 100 centimes.
One franc was equal to about 1.1 RMB.
But that was two years ago.
After that, France used the euro.
And it was the RMB in two years.
In this world, the franc was on the gold standard. It was worth a lot anyway.
Wang Quan could not help but feel refreshed.
However, it seemed that Sophie did not sleep well last night. At the very least, her dark circles and eye bags were hard to miss.
Sophie glared at him before waving her hand.
The puppet butler put a box on the table.
"Here are 100,000 francs. Count them."
She did not ask about the end of the box.
There was no need to ask.
Just as Ksira trusted Wang Quan, Sophie trusted Ksira.
If Ksira said he could solve it, Sophie believed him.
Or, even if Wang Quan could not solve it, she would give the money to Wang Quan.
In her mind, the money was not for Wang Quan, but for Ksira.
"Not enough." Wang Quan rested his chin on one hand. "I remember it was 240,000."
"Not ten …"
Sophie suddenly froze.
Then she stood up abruptly. "Could it be …!"
"That 'could it be.'"
Wang Quan snapped his fingers.
He sat on the chair and crossed his legs. That extremely pretentious door slowly rose from the ground behind him. (This was also the effect he made. In fact, the original appearance of this door was to appear directly behind him from the void.)
Then, the door slowly opened. Fourteen Soul Balls emitting a faint blue light flew out from the inside.
The Soul Orbs fell in front of Sophie.
"Fourteen Soul Balls, not one less."
As for what happened after that … it had nothing to do with Wang Quan.
No! In fact, he could still generate some income!
"Oh right, I have a job here to help shape people. If you need a body, I can provide it."
Wang Quan smiled. "I don't need much. 80,000 per person."
Sophie pursed her lips. "Can you really … do it?"
"If it doesn't work, it's free."
Wang Quan shrugged. "Anyway, it's up to you whether you're willing or not."
"Okay!"
Sophie waved her hand, and the puppet butler took out a few more boxes.
"I'll pay 100,000 per person. There's a total of 53 people. Including the 240,000 from before, there's a total of 5.54 million here. "
Wang Quan smiled. "Then let all the puppets that carry the souls gather at the castle gate."
He grabbed all the boxes and threw them through the door. Then, he walked out of the dining hall.
5.54 million …
The net annual revenue of France was no more than sixty-nine million.
This was equivalent to one-tenth of the country's annual net revenue.
As expected of a noble for many years, and the kind that did not need to socialize, he really saved up a lot of money.
Sophie did not wait. Instead, she immediately got up and controlled the souls and puppets to chase after Wang Quan.
She couldn't wait to see her parents again.
Two hours later, a total of 54 people were resurrected.
Their souls were also stuffed into new bodies.
The bodies were pieces of meat that Wang Quan created with the black and red mist, and the specific shape was made by Sophie.
These 54 people … Apart from her parents, Wang Quan did not expect that she would remember the height and appearance of all the servants, attendants, guards, and maids clearly.
But now they were still in a deep sleep, and they would only wake up after their souls and bodies completely matched.
This process would take about three days.
And after waking up, they would probably have to adapt to this environment again.
After all, more than a hundred years had passed.
And there was also the Church of the Dead. Maybe they would also send people to investigate.
But that had nothing to do with Wang Quan.
Looking at Sophie, who was crying on her parents' bodies like a child, Wang Quan's eyes slightly narrowed, and he said to Ksira, who was looking at him with a smile, "Let's go, the things here are settled, let's go to Paris."
Sophie's parents were resurrected.
But what about his parents?
Even if he now had the magical power of "God", his parents … were no longer there.
A hand suddenly pressed on the top of Wang Quan's head.
He looked up and met Ksira's gentle golden-purple eyes.
"Infino, good child, you still have a master."
Wang Quan smiled and did not respond.
He just wanted to hurry to Florence to find Wangyue Lin, and then go home.
