Cynthia’s Cat

Mr. Rabbit took Cynthia to the elevator. He pressed the button on the fourth floor. Is the murderer hiding behind the scenes on the fourth floor? The gentleman Mr. Rabbit blocked the elevator door with his hands, and Cynthia got out of the elevator before he got out. The subtle details made Cynthia feel that Mr. Rabbit was not exactly a "puppet".

The tone on the 4th floor was much colder than those on the lower floors. Walking through the long corridor, a huge and exquisitely carved door appeared in front of them. Mr. Rabbit clasped the iron ring on the door gracefully. After three beeps, Mr. Rabbit stood aside respectfully, and Cynthia saw the door open automatically.

Mr. Rabbit bowed to Gentleman Cynthia, "Honorable player Cynthia, the master has approved you to enter the room alone, and I am standing at the door waiting for you to come out."

Cynthia nodded to Mr. Rabbit, "Thank you, Mr. Rabbit for leading me."

Cynthia hugged Arthur and entered the room. It was a very wide and empty space inside. There was a ladder far away from Cynthia’s station. On the ladder was a stone chair like a throne, on both sides of the stone ladder. Placed with human-shaped stone sculptures.

The owner Mr. Rabbit said has never appeared. Cynthia looked at the strange environment around her. She was more cautious every step she took. Cynthia could feel Arthur in her arms very uneasy.

"Master Cynthia, I don't like the smell of this very much. It is full of the smell of death."

Cynthia also felt that from entering the room, the temperature gradually became lower, and Cynthia looked at the empty "throne" with cold eyes.

"Arthur, do you mean that the current owner of Merisig Castle is a dead man?"

Arthur nodded solemnly, "Probably yes, Master Cynthia! This room doesn't give me a sense of life."

Cynthia hugged Arthur and walked to the side of the stairs. She faced the empty "throne" and said cautiously: "Hello, the master of Merisig Castle, I am the player Cynthia. I am very happy to meet you this time. ."

After Cynthia finished speaking, no one appeared to respond to her. Cynthia frowned. What do you mean? Let her come here but avoid meeting her, her upbringing quickly calmed down the unhappiness in her heart.

"Dear Master of Merisig Castle, since you don't want to meet with me, I will leave first."

Cynthia turned and left without a trace of hesitation. Just as Cynthia left behind, a little boy laughed innocently, "Hahahaha! Sister, you are really not fun at all. Why don't you look for me so fast? Just gave up."

Cynthia looked back and saw a little boy with a crown. He propped his face with his hands and fiddled with the scepter in his hand with a bored expression.

Cyril saw Cynthia turning his head, his expression looked very excited, as if he saw his favorite toy.

"Sister, this is Cyrel. You are the first person who wants to see me in so many years. I like you very much. Can you stay with me forever?"

Cynthia rejected Cyril's proposal, "Sorry, I can't stay, I still have important things to do."

Arthur was trembling in Cynthia's arms. The breath on Cyril was so terrible! ! ! The breath of death exuding from this room came to this little boy's body. This was the most annoying breath for Arthur, as the envoy. He regretted following Master Cynthia to see the owner of Merisig Castle.

Arthur quickly told Cynthia how he felt, "Master Cynthia, you have to be careful of this innocent child, he feels very dangerous to me..."