After the holy sword is broken

Burgess' eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes expectantly, his royal blue pupils were full of crystal brilliance.

The side is empty.

The brilliance in the eyes dimmed in an instant, as if thousands of stars were extinguished together.

I didn't come back.

It's different from what you said.

Do you want to lie back and wait for him?

Burgess decided to be magnanimous and give him another chance.

Close your eyes and lie back on the pillow.

when will he be back

Will you give him a good morning kiss?

If he pretends to be asleep...

Heart beat faster and faster.

Burgess opened his eyes and looked at the curtain above.

can not fall asleep.

When is he coming back?

Forget it, don't sleep, go down and wait for him—no, go down for morning tea.

Burgess lifted the quilt and got up.

The maids outside the door heard the movement, opened the door, and came in to serve the lord.

"Irene." Burgess stopped the maid from taking off his pajamas, and motioned them to put the changed clothes by the bed.

"Has Alger come back?"

"Back to your words, not yet."

Burgess sighed, and said to himself in a low voice: "Really, it's been so long..."

He waved to the maids: "Go down first."

"Master Viscount."

The Knight Leader suddenly appeared outside the door.

"what's up?"

"Countess Launo is dead. Her body was discovered by servants this morning. All the evidence at the scene points to Mr. Alger."

snooping.

Snooping everywhere.

Perception, in dreams, sounds the alarm.

When I opened my eyes, the ubiquitous sense of spying disappeared without a trace.

When Argel woke up, he was lying on a big soft bed.

The surrounding environment is not any familiar scene, and the clothes on his body have also been replaced with strangely shaped robes.

All the weapons and amulets that he carried with him were confiscated, but there were no restraints on his body.

Get out of bed, put on your shoes, and come to the door.

Gently tugged on the door, and it opened.

Outside is a deep corridor, without any guards, and the power of magic cannot be felt.

Walking along the corridor, did not meet a person.

Every door along the way can be pushed open, but what you see is exactly the same room.

At the end of the corridor is a flight of stairs.

Deep and dark as if leading to an abyss.

[Go down and have a look. 】

There's nothing to be afraid of anyway.

Go down one step, one step, one step.

It was dark before my eyes, and it was bright again.

In the wide hall, there are two oil paintings hanging on the high walls, each depicting two ladies.

They sat beside identical vases with identical irises.It's just that the face is different, and the gemstone ring on the hand is also different.

One is a ruby ​​ring and the other is a sapphire ring.

Argel discovered that the identical iris contained an inverted pentagram representing evil.

At the same time, he heard low sobs from around him.

The mournful weeping came from all directions, and the real source could not be discerned.His five keen senses seemed to have failed suddenly, unable to discern the truth for him.

Where is this place?

Is it the mage tower of the evil mage?

It seemed that something had been forgotten, and an invisible force prevented him from recalling it.

Tiredness keeps coming, drowsiness, dizziness, and may fall down at any time.

leave here!Get out as soon as possible!

Subconscious and conscious, intuition and rationality together issued a warning to him!

In a daze of consciousness, he pushed open a door——

The sun shines through the window, falling like a veil onto the dark brown wooden floor.Sparse dust floats in the air, drifting with the air currents, and under the illumination of light, it appears extraordinarily clear.

The grotesque scene just now seemed to be just an illusion, and Alger recognized that the room in front of him seemed to be the room he had woken up in the first place.

Or maybe just another room.

According to the route, it is impossible for him to turn back to the original point, and in this nameless building, there are too many identical rooms.

And more importantly, when he left the room, the windows were closed and the curtains were drawn tightly.Even, when he wandered around the house, he never saw any light from outside.

It suddenly dawned on me that the feeling of depression just now was probably also related to the light.That impenetrable feeling, as if he could no longer find his way to the outside world.

"grown ups."

Suddenly two voices sounded behind him.

Female, the exact same voice, one left and one right, came at the same time, superimposed together.

It feels eerily similar to the experience just now, and it's creepy.

Argel turned around abruptly.

He suddenly realized that he didn't notice anyone approaching, even if he didn't rely on his naturally sharp five senses, this situation was extremely rare for a sword master.

This situation means two possibilities.

Or, his perception has failed.

Or, he encountered an enemy strong enough to escape his perception.

Behind, are two young women dressed as maids.

The same long curly chestnut hair was tied back, the same face, with the same respectful expression, and the same movements, bowed their heads to salute him.

The only difference is that they each wore an earring, and the style was exactly the same, as if they were the same pair.

The two earrings are worn on the left ear of the person on the left and the right ear of the person on the right, and they are also symmetrical like a mirror.

Alger felt his head start to dizzy again.

"We are in charge of serving your daily life under the order of Your Excellency the Duke."

"Bertha," said the woman on Alger's right.

"Kath." The woman on Alger's left said.

Fortunately, not even the name is exactly the same...

He would probably go crazy if he were asked to call two people, number so-and-so and number two.

"you……"

As soon as Alger opened his mouth, he saw two maids facing him lower their heads respectfully.

Well, let him think about what to say and what to ask when meeting a stranger for the first time under such circumstances.

"Duke Iris? You follow his orders."

"Yes." The maid on the right replied.

"where is he?"

The maid did not answer.

"twin?"

"As you can see." This time, it was the maid on the left who answered.

"Where is this place?"

"One of the properties of the Iris family, the most important house of the Duke." said the maid on the right.

The most important house...

Alger chewed this sentence twice.

"What time is it now?"

"In the morning, the eight o'clock bell has just ended." The maid on the left replied.

chime?

He didn't hear any bells.

In the big cities and towns of the human empire, a large mechanical clock is often placed. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, the bell rings every hour.

There is no such mechanical clock in Dock Town.But Wangcheng is the most noble and wealthy place in the entire human empire. More than one mechanical clock is installed in the whole city. The sound of the bell ringing on the hour can be heard even in the most remote and humble slums.

This meant that he was in a remote place where he couldn't even hear the bells, or that there were some barriers that isolated the bells that enveloped the whole city.

"My lord." The maid on the right called him back to his thoughts.

The maid on the left continued: "You should wash up and have breakfast."

No, very wrong.

It is clearly the same path, but the current environment is far brighter than before. Those cursed ones are exactly the same, and they have quietly changed into a normal one.

Here is the study room, there is the reception room, and further forward is the lounge, dining room, guest room...

The part of the road that I walked alone just now seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by another look.

That weird scene only remained in his memory, like a hallucination that only he knew.

"Portrait? You mean the two oil paintings hanging on the stairs on the second floor?"

The maid on Alger's left asked.

At this time, Alger was sitting at the dining table, and the food in front of him remained untouched.

The twin maids who stood in front of him just now are standing behind him.The orientation changed, and for him, left and right also changed.

Alger noticed that among the twins, the one who spoke first was often the one with the earring in the left ear.

The maid on the right answered, "These are the two wives of the Duke, both of whom have passed away."

Alger recalled the few words he had heard at Count Silasso's banquet.

【First the two duchesses, and then the son of the duke's family. I don't know if the duchess will also...】

Rumor has it that the Iris family is a cursed family.

Death and accidents go hand in hand.

"I heard that the Duke's eldest son..."

"About a few months ago." said the maid on the left.

"My lord, please have a meal." The maid on the right said suddenly.

Alger looked at the food on the table.

Thick slices of white bread, fried in butter, stood in a basket with saucers of jam and condensed milk.

In front of them are baked crispy pies and almond pudding with a lot of milk.A glass of red wine was on hand.A little far away, put a large bowl of fruit, fresh enough to drip water.

He really wanted to eat it...but this is in the enemy camp, who knows if there will be any condiments added to it.

Alger's eyes fell on the almond pudding.

Involuntarily think of someone.

He should like this kind of snack very much.

"Please rest assured," said the maid on the left, wanting to dispel his concerns, "The Duke will not do anything to you."

Do you believe me?

I haven't seen you for so long, who knows if you have defected into the enemy's camp?

"I want to see Duke Iris." Argel didn't move the thing in front of him, but just made his request.

Burgess walked in from the door, took off his coat while walking, and threw it on the ground.

Knight Joseph followed behind, picking up the clothes he threw on the ground.

"I don't believe what they say," Burgess loosened his neckline, his sapphire blue eyes were icy cold, "Speak to Marquis Clare and Count Calid for me..."

The names of seven or eight nobles were reported in succession.

"Tell them it's time to pay back the favor."

Before Joseph could answer, Irene hurried over.

"Master Viscount."

Burgess looked up at her, beckoning to speak.

Irene waved away the servants around her, confirmed that the door was closed tightly, took two steps closer, and lowered her voice: "My lord, this is a secret letter from Your Royal Highness."