Chapter 4 Primer two

Pirto Rogold used to live in the country, that was his memory. But since I came to Paris with my father when I was a child, the reinforced concrete buildings have filled my eyes, and I can no longer see large green plants, nor the innocent life among my friends. He grew up in this decadent society, from first grade to ninth grade, high school, college, employment, and then unemployment.Pierto has experienced all the changes that the impetuous society has provided. After graduating from university, he got married, but the down-and-out life made his wife leave quickly. Sometimes Pilto felt that marriage was like two seeds growing on an oak tree, which by chance grew on the same tree, fell to the ground by chance, and germinated together by chance.Someone went into the forest and cut down the offending tree, and the marriage ended.Unfortunately, he was the one that was cut down.

Without a job or a family, Pierto has no means of surviving in this big city. He feels hopeless and gets drunk every day.Before he knew it, he spent his last penny and borrowed to live on a park bench. Is it really worth living for him like this? Today was a fine day. The twenty-eight-year-old Pierto woke up from the bench and touched his unkempt face. The sun at noon was very warm, but it couldn't provide him with the impulse to live. He had no desires or desires, like an eminent monk, blinking his eyes, holding his body in a daze.The sense of despair clamors for his own existence all the time, telling him seamlessly that he should not live in this unsuitable society at all.

Even hunger could not arouse Pierto's desire to survive.He sinks in decadence, living and dying, it seems that there is no dividing line for him. At this moment, there was a noise in the ear.Pilto secretly looked into the woods behind the bench and couldn't help laughing.Not far away, a man found a relatively thick branch in broad daylight, and hung a rope to try to commit suicide.It was a young man, neatly dressed. Pierto secretly hoped that he would hang himself soon. An unfortunate person may have nothing to be happy about except seeing people who are more unfortunate than himself!But that damn coward didn't please him, and the guy flinched shamefully, leaving the park with a sigh.

Cursing, he stepped up to the rope.The rope enough to support the body weight was tied to the branch empty, swaying with the wind. As if hypnotized, Pilto grabbed the rope, trying to slip his neck into the noose to fill the damned void.Perhaps death was easier for his life. Just when Pierto decided to abandon life, fate did not abandon him.A middle-aged man's magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Are you Mr. Pierto?" Pilto was stunned for a moment, then temporarily gave up putting his head in the rope, and turned to look at the owner of the voice. This man was about forty years old, wearing a crisp black suit, the kind of guy who would be a lawyer if he wasn't a gangster cosplayer who got addicted to watching movies.

Obviously, this person is the latter. "My name is Anderson, and I'm your uncle's lawyer. Before he died, he gave you a property. Please go through the relevant procedures with me." said the lawyer. Pierto was stunned for a moment, and finally gave up suicide completely, and asked a little excitedly, "What did the old guy leave for me?" "It's an old castle, built in central and western Norway, a very nice old castle!" He was stunned when he heard this, the old castle?What can I use it for?The economy of the whole of Europe is now in a downturn. Even if the castle is very valuable, it may not be able to be sold.As for the maintenance costs of the ancient castle, it is impossible for him who is poor to afford it.

He was about to refuse, but the lawyer's next sentence completely interrupted his idea of ​​giving up. "Your uncle has a passage in his will, saying that if you want to refuse, he will read it to you." The lawyer coughed, "The century-old agreement has been opened, the castle cannot lose its owner!" Pierto shuddered as a flood of memories flooded his world. The century-old agreement, yes, two days have passed since the century-old agreement. This event that is very far away from him, I thought it was just a legend, but since the death of his parents, only his uncle's family and himself are left in the Rogold family. That's all.However, the uncle who is only in his early forties is growing strong and has a couple of sons and daughters. It is not his turn to inherit the old castle. Could it be that something happened to their family?

"What happened to my uncle?" Pilto asked hastily. "have no idea." The lawyer shook his head: "In the early morning of the 27th, your uncle called me in a hurry, asking me to execute the will immediately, and told me not to go to the castle. After that, I will come to Paris to find you without stopping. gone." Pierto's head drooped, and an ominous premonition filled his heart. The family once predicted that after a hundred years of peace, a storm will sweep the world.Pandora's box will be opened again. I hope that 2012 will not really be the end of the world as predicted by the Mayans!