Vol 3 Chapter 623: The ancestral three generations are all actors, and the peace of the magic world depends on the stage...

The three ladies chatted very happily because of some previous memories. Xingqi, the man, and the "little boy" naturally couldn't insert the topic.
Note, what can't be inserted is the topic? Nothing else.
Well, in fact, Xingke had already felt this for a long time, so after eating some ribs by Eliya's "mother" silently, he silently went to Mr. Sherlock's side.
When Sherlock saw Star Carving coming over, he first bid farewell to the current Patriarch of the Malfoy family beside him, came to Star Carved and helped Star Carved to put some salmon salad on the table.
"Thank you, my grandfather."
After Xingke took the salad, Sherlock took the ribs from Xingke and handed it to the passing maid.
"Thanks, little Guise. And..."
Sherlock's expression gradually became helpless and ashamed. He touched Xingqi's head and said:
"Sorry, grandfather, I'm too weak to let you play this role."
"It's okay? Father told me before he was alive that he played this role when he was a child." Xingke took a bite of a light salad to relieve his greasiness, making a very crisp sound.
"Haha, it's true, I'm so shameless..."
Mr. Sherlock was actually used to it a long time ago. In the ninth year after his son was born, he had already understood his position very thoroughly.
An economic man who uses the absolute power to gain benefits.
This has always been his main business. To say that he is the owner of the Patriarch, it is better to say that he is a banner that pulls the Star Carvings, and runs Star Carvings from a mere person to a Cavendish family's signature.
Now, his son is "dead", but he must continue to use his grandson's shining to make Cavendish shine for another 30 years... It is impossible to say that he doesn't feel any guilt in his heart.
But guilt is guilt, but he has already passed the age of [unwilling].
He is weak, but his descendants are strong. This is a fact.
As long as I help manage everything behind the scenes, and leave everything behind for them thirty years later, this is enough, and I am also satisfied... This is also a fact.
"How is it? My performance?" Xingke asked proudly.
"Perfect! ~ As mighty and domineering as your father! I seem to have seen the age when wizards in ancient times were enshrined as gods! As if seeing Merlin--"
"Enough, enough, I will be embarrassed, the shameful title of the wizard is very embarrassing, and I can't bear the comparison between me and the man who is like Merlin..."
Sherlock didn't hesitate to praise, Xingke regretted asking that question.
"But, Little Guise, is this really good..."
Sherlock's voice became smaller:
"Mr. Endsworth is your father's old acquaintance? You treat him like that? Think of him as..."
Sherlock closed his mouth suddenly, and went on to say that this was no place.
"A harlequin who regained power for the Cavendish family?" Xingke set up a soundproof barrier at will.
"It's okay, I didn't do anything wrong, I just added a very ordinary greeting to the invitation letter I sent out."
Xingke indifferently explained:
"The rest is Elias, his recent state is not good, and his usual relationship with the Ministry of Magic is not good, his strength is still very strong, his temperament is still very dangerous... These are all very natural interlocks. Reaction, don't blame me at all."
"Well... if you knew it would be Lord Endsworth, I shouldn't let you find the harlequin by yourself at that time."
At first, Mr. Sherlock was only worried about finding a suitable enemy. Starcut said he knew the candidate, and Mr. Sherlock thought he was going to find a young dragon similar to that night. Unexpectedly, Xing Ke actually found someone more dangerous than the dragon...
"But there is nothing more suitable than him, right? Dangerous, powerful, poor interpersonal, and poorly known existence... Think about it, only let him play in friendship."
"Actually, the auction room that night was enough, but as an extension, you can just show it on the bright side. Actually, it doesn't need to be that suitable..."
Twenty-five years have passed, and it is necessary to re-show the strength of the Cavendish family.
The original banquet included such a hidden purpose. But because of the auction event, the goal was achieved ahead of schedule.
But that night everyone was masked and informal.
Everyone didn't want to admit that they were there at the time, so Sherlock suggested that Xingqi should be consolidated a little bit.
But I didn’t expect that Xingke said that he gave him the casting task of the opponent's play, but Xingke directly added a surprise to him...
"No way, who told him to actually break into the gun?"
"You……"
After Sherlock confirmed what happened to Enzworth, he stopped saying anything and went to other places.
After the banquet lasted two hours...
………
Around nine o'clock at night ~EbookFREE.me~ in front of the sofa in the Star Carving room.
"Elias, have you calmed down? When you calm down, you blink."
Xingke looked at Enzworth, who was still in the same state it was two hours ago, and asked after tapping his shoulder to unlock his hearing.
And because Enzworth has a two-hour [doll state] to think and calm down, he no longer has the flammable and explosive state just now.
He suddenly regained his sense of hearing, and when he heard the voice of Xingke speaking, he quickly blinked his invisible eyes.
Seeing Enzworth blinked according to his instructions, Xingke also released part of his restraint...
"Very well, then can you tell me now, what are you here for?"
Having unlocked Endsworth's vision and ability to speak first, Endsworth was relieved to see the light again.
Although the [Puppet State] that could not hear anything, see nothing, and feel nothing just now calmed him down, it also made him very scared.
"Huh, thank you, Guise... I didn't kill me like that to avoid future troubles." Enzworth thanked Xingqi.
"Well, no thanks. I'm not a good person who kills innocent people. You have to continue to live in this dirty and beautiful world."
"...What are you talking about? A line from an opera?"
Endsworth felt that Star Carved’s way of speaking was strange, but it’s not time to care about this:
"Forget it, my mood has stabilized now, and the meal time has passed, so let's get to the topic first.
Maybe you guessed it, I came to you this time because..."