Chapter 1257: Lord Castes

Sir Dandridge Castis is probably the most legendary figure in the entire New World in more than a decade.
There is no need to introduce the deeds of this grandfather. They are familiar to Joan. Although they just vaguely guessed each other when the grandfather showed up, when Adams announced his identity, he confirmed that he saw the outlier. The legendary characters, the young visitors still can't help but feel a little bit at a loss.
"Dear Lord, we have been admiring your name for a long time. It is really an honor to finally see the true face of your old man today!"
In the end, Her Royal Highness was accustomed to the big scene, calmed down first, and greetings from Bi Gong Bi Jing.
Sir Castis smiled weakly and waved his hands to show that you were welcome.
It was such a simple action that he couldn't help but cough again, as if he had spent a lot of energy.
Joan was silently watching the "old man" closely related to his own destiny.
He looked at the grandfather's buddies, the fathers of Martha and Rebecca, the most respected people of Uncle Logan, the war heroes of Alfheim, and now the decisive figures of the board of directors of Meadgard University and the colonial company. At the same time, it is also likely to have an ambiguous relationship with the "Free Sons Association" and even the "Brotherhood of the Virgin".
Audrey, based on the face of Sir Castes, respectfully called him an "old man", which seemed reasonable, but Sir Castes was not as old as he actually was.
Joan remembers Rebecca saying that the year she was born, her father was thirty-two years old, so that's it. Jazz is now only forty-six years old. What does this look like now?
Not to mention forty-six years old, it seems that more than sixty-four years old!
Joan's eyes turned to Sir Castes' long, icy hair.
It is conceivable that this white hair is his "Hair Seal", which is derived from the blessing of "Virgin Mother" and is also a vicious curse.
Joan recalls the uncontrollable "Haifa Seal" that Rebecca inherited from her father, and secretly suspected that the reason why Lord Jue appeared extremely weak, looks like an old man with a wind and candle, and the root cause may be " On the Seal of Yifa.
At this point, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of his neck.
The deformed eyeball also originated from "Virgin"
The blood's "Seal of the Different Eyes" turned slightly in the palm of his hand at the right time, as if it was resonating with the "Scarred Seal of the Different Hair" across the table.
Lord Castis turned his head and looked at Joan deeply.
A warm and soft divine power was transmitted to Joan through his eyes, as if a pair of gentle big hands, stroking his shoulders to relax his tight nerves, and the eyeball behind the neck also seemed to be hypnotized Similarly, he closed himself and stopped the movement that was not under Joan's control.
This wonderful experience confirmed Joan's guess.
Sir Castes has seen that he is also a "descendant" of the mysterious "Virgin", and also has a "Seal", and it is calm, it seems not surprising.
Except for the legendary monk Heimdall who was standing behind the Lord’s seat, he looked at Joan thoughtfully and seemed to be aware of it. No one else noticed the silent communication between Sir Castes and Joan. Talk about some casual home-made topics.
Sir Castes seemed to have a lack of appetite. When toasting to welcome the young guests, he only touched his lips with courtesy. When facing a table full of dishes, he almost never used a knife and fork. Mouth soup.
Even these few mouthfuls of soup, he barely swallowed. In Joan's view, this is not like eating supplements, but more like taking a medicine to suppress a cough, so as not to disturb guests' interest in eating.
Sir Castis, the host, was in poor health, and the mission to entertain the guests fell on Mr. Adams.
Fortunately, Mr. Adams, who was born of this lawyer, was so funny that the atmosphere in the restaurant was not too dull.
After lunch, Heimdall directed the servant to remove the pan and brought coffee, tobacco and dessert.
Mr. Adams lit a pipe of cigarettes, leaned back in his armchair, and sprayed the clouds comfortably, and the conversation became serious.
"Hailar, the super-magic crystal vein that you assisted the dwarf prospecting team discovered has alarmed the imperial cabinet across the ocean."
"At the same time, we also received bad news. The Fijian authorities are also determined to obtain the veins. They have already appointed a mission to visit the colony of Jordonheim."
"The two colonial governments of the North and the South are not willing to give up this treasure to each other. The sovereign state behind the colony also eagerly wants to profit from this treasure. It is not difficult to see that in the near future, the forces of both sides will definitely A fierce battle for the ownership of the mining area does not even rule out the possibility of war."
Mr. Adams' analysis did not surprise Joan.
The atmosphere of the coming rain is depressing.
Joan didn’t want to see the two major colonies in the north and south, and even the host country behind him, fighting for the mineral veins. He didn’t want to see the Midgard colony become a war zone, so that the
ivory tower
of Midgard University was also affected by the war, preventing him from being able to. Study with peace of mind.
Unfortunately, Joanne knew that he was just a trivial little person, no one would care how he viewed this matter, and his wishes could not calm the dispute that was intensified by greed.
Since it is useless to say more, it is better to remain silent.
"Uncle Joseph, we are just a group of students. It is meaningless for you to analyze these grand international situations with us. After all, we have no ability to change anything. Now we are only concerned about whether we can get the mine dividend we deserve."
Hailar's straightforward answer represented Joan's voice. As for the younger brother of Zion, because of the royal background of Canaan, he may not care much about the benefits he can get, and he is more willing to listen to Mr. Adams' analysis on the political level.
Adams smiled and said to Hailar, "You little fan, only care about the benefits of real money, but after all, there is nothing wrong with caring about your own interests."
"To tell you frankly, the proven reserves of our entire crystal mine area are about 100 million tons, and the proved reserves of Jodenheim are almost the same number. The disputed area that we and the Feizhen people occupy together, It is estimated that there are hundreds of millions of tons of reserves. Even according to the most conservative estimation method, the proven reserves of magic crystal rough in the entire mining area will never be less than 300 million tons!"
"Even if it doesn't count the mining area occupied by Fijian people and the disputed area between the two parties, only the reserves on our side are counted, and there are 5 million gold Durga converted into 5% dividends!"
"With such a large amount of cash, the company's book will not be available."
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