The old man over 80 seemed to feel the feeling he had experienced more than 60 years ago. At that time, he was traveling alone for the first time and took the money allocated from his home to operate independently. There was no doubt that the young man failed to operate and finally returned to his hometown in poverty. The old man still remembered that when he just returned to his hometown, he felt like this now, full of grievances and longings. He just wanted to return home quickly, but he didn't dare to step into the town and wandered outside the town for an entire afternoon. The current old marquis once again found his past feelings, eager to awaken his former friends, hugged them tightly, and told his longing and guilt, but there was a kind of fear that made the old man full of struggle.

Panic, this is the only word that can describe the old marquis' state after the contradiction. Eighty years of life experience have made the old marquis have been prepared for his own conflict. Anyone who faces such a thing will inevitably have such a conflict, but the panic that follows is something that the old man did not expect. The old marquis now looks so awkward when they see everything around them. The room is not elegant enough. Meilin is from an ancient aristocratic family and has always been extremely picky for so many years. If he sees the arrangement of the room now, he will definitely make fun of himself as having no style. If he doesn't have to, he will change it immediately. He is dressed too casually, which is absolutely untolerable. As long as his old friend appears in front of others and does not appear as a wizard, he must wear formal clothes and will never be allowed to wear any flaws.

If he saw his current dress as a guest, he would definitely laugh at himself like he did in the past. He hadn't seen him for forty years and was ridiculed when he first met. That was ridiculous, so he had to change his clothes now. The wine was not right. How could such wine be used to celebrate Merlin's return? It was a humiliation to him. It was ridiculous. The expensive McGinway wine on the market was just a prop to deceive those vulgar people. It was not the thirty-five-year fine aging brewed by Levine's family winery in McGinway Town. How could old friends drink it? Hurry, take the only bottle brought from the wine cellar. There are cups, cups, do you want to use this crystal cup with water ripples to hold the aging of Old Levine? It's so stupid. Change it to me for a fully transparent crystal cup. Now, right away, and...

The old man summoned more than a dozen servants in one minute, and commanded the group of servants to arrange everything according to his own ideas as crazy. Perhaps now his thinking is approaching chaos, and he can't even figure out what effect he wants to achieve. Sometimes he just issued an order and took the initiative to overturn it a few minutes later, making these servants unable to figure out what they are doing. These well-trained servants were also surprised. In their impression, the old master had a detailed plan for everything he did, and had never seen the old master lose his composure like today.

After struggling in several reception rooms on the second floor for an hour, Marquis Snape did not find the effect he was satisfied with. If Catherine hadn't been able to bear it anymore, she forced the old man to press him on the soft chair and sat down, I'm afraid the work would continue. Maybe it would be busy until tomorrow morning without any results. Fortunately, with Catherine, the Knight girl used all her own methods to comfort the old Marquis in the chaos and said distressedly: "Grandpa Snape, you should surround these servants. They don't know what to do. They just temporarily awaken Grandfather to meet and chat with you. There is no need to be so formal, and there is no need to exhaust these servants to death. Even if you don't think about it for them, you should understand the Mr. Butler who has been with you for more than fifty years. He is not younger than you, and he is still busy now."

"Miss, it's okay. Master hasn't been so happy for many years." The old housekeeper had been called over long ago and had been helping the old marquis to command his servants. Only then did he have the chance to breathe, wipe the sweat on his head and said, "Although I don't know what happened, it's my honor to make the master happy."

"Let's do it, I'll decide here for the time being." Catherine thought about it, and said like the eldest lady of the Snape family, "Grandpa Snape, okay. OK, then Mr. Butler, let's arrange it and tidy up the room now, and there is no need to change the others. As for Grandpa Snape's clothes, it's pretty good now and you don't need to change it. By the way, wine, Mr. Butler, the bottle of wine that Grandpa Snape said just now must be brought over. Now, right away, ahem, I don't want to taste it in advance. I'm trying to meet Grandpa's requirements."

No matter what Catherine's purpose was, after having a commander with a normal mind, the room was quickly sorted out under the command of the old housekeeper. Although the Marquis was still very dissatisfied, given that this was Catherine's decision, the old man couldn't say anything else, so he could only sigh helplessly. Regarding the attitude of the old marquis, Catherine and Panis looked at each other and blinked strangely. Catherine took the mitral silver coins from the old marquis and said seriously: "Now everything is ready, only one of the most critical issues left to be solved."

"What's the problem?" asked the old Marquis in confusion: "Isn't the rest the only thing that's awakening Merlin?"

"Well, this is the most critical issue." Catherine nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Who knows how to awaken her grandfather?"

Marquis Snape's mouth twitched, staring at Catherine with a strange look for a long time, then turned to Panis again, gritting his teeth and saying hatefully: "Mr. Kyle, what did you let Catherine learn from you."

"Huh?" Panis said innocently: "What does this have to do with me."

"She was never so naughty before." The old Marquis said amused and crying: "Why now..."

The old man stopped before he finished speaking because he saw a cloud of smoke rising from Catherine's hand with a smile of little conspiracy, and soon turned into a human form of uncertainty around her. In her forties, she was in a straight and fitted mage robe, pointed mage hat, neat beard, elegant and noble temperament, and a face similar to Catherine's sixty-seventh-sixth-slightly similar to Catherine. Snape didn't even need to look carefully to recognize it at a glance. This was exactly the image when Merlin left last more than 40 years ago, and it had not changed at all. Touching his wrinkled face and looking at Merlin's middle-aged image, the old Marquis was in a particularly complicated mood for a moment, and he looked at the other party with tears in his eyes.

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Chapter completed!