What's wrong with the doctor is so annoying

This is a bustling town, with galloping horse-drawn carriages briskly running across the stone-paved streets, and people coming and going from the shops and residences along the street, it is very lively.

... No, there seems to be something wrong with saying that it is a town. This place is more like a big city in a European country. Whether it is the buildings along the street or the costumes of passers-by, you can see a strong Baroque style.

Wearing a golden holy garment in this environment is a bit too eye-catching. After thinking twice, Saga put on a relatively unobtrusive old-age gentleman's outfit outside the holy garment, and pulled up the collar of the windbreaker to block most of his face. At the entrance of a large theater, he carefully looked at every passerby.

Soon, Saga realized some problems—the people here are roughly divided into two types, one is nobles with fragrant clothes and beautiful temples, with handsome faces, plump skin, and elegant gestures; the other is skinny, The yellow and emaciated slaves didn't even have a piece of intact cloth on them, and they walked like walking corpses, as if all the energy in their bodies had been emptied.

But none of the civilian class, which is supposed to be the largest in number, has seen it. Isn't the gap between the rich and the poor here too outrageous?

Saga took a deep breath. The nobles who came and went did not hesitate to spray all kinds of expensive perfumes on themselves, but even this seemed to be unable to cover up the stench emanating from the slaves. However, these two opposite smells were very similar. Rich, quite unappetizing when mixed together.

In addition, there seemed to be another smell faintly in the air, which was very inconspicuous among the aromatherapy and the smell of sweat. However, as a golden saint, Saga's sense of smell far surpassed that of ordinary people still caught it.

Just as he was about to trace the source of the unknown smell carefully, a carriage came and stopped at the entrance of the Grand Theater. Saga immediately got up to make room, and then saw a noble lady surrounded by servants. After getting into the carriage, the huge skirt with whalebone as the bustle popped out the moment the door opened, like opening an umbrella, and the skirt was covered with layers of embroidery and silk woven bows , It is studded with pearls and precious stones like stitches.When the servants carefully lifted her entire skirt out of the carriage, everyone had to step back for some space, because the panniers occupied too much area, but the lady wore a corset on her upper body. The clothes, the waistline is extremely thin, looking from a distance, it looks like a large camping tent on a lamp post.

Even though he knew that this kind of clothing that highlighted the female figure was the favorite of the nobles in the old era, Saga was still a little nervous when he saw the real thing with his own eyes, but out of politeness, he turned his head to the other side before a smile surfaced on his cheeks. One side, making sure not to be seen by the lady and his servants.

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking fell through.

When Saga decided to change places to continue the investigation, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and they were obviously coming towards him. He had no choice but to stop, turn around, and then his pupils were shocked by the familiar face that caught his eyes. Shrink!

The young man with emerald eyes raised his head and looked at Saga, his face that had not yet fully grown was still full of youthful innocence: "Sir, my master would like to invite you to have a drink together, may I ask you to honor me?" His naturally curly brown hair is tied in a small strand at the back of his head. He is wearing a white shirt and a black waistcoat tailored to his body. He is wearing a pair of brown breeches and white high socks. Cheap hard leather shoes, very typical aristocratic youth dress.

But for Saga, the most important thing is that face, which is the face of Aiolos in his youth!

Is it a coincidence?There are billions of people in this world. It is not surprising that two people look exactly the same without any blood relationship. It is just a random event with a very small probability.But this is the underworld, a kingdom of death that even the gods have rarely touched for thousands of years, no matter what happens in front of you, it is worth being vigilant in your heart.

After calming down, Saga spoke in a gentle tone: "Your master? Is that the lady who got off the car just now? But I don't know her."

"It doesn't matter, the master always likes to make new friends." The boy made an inviting gesture, with a polite smile on his face, "My name is Raybould, and I am the lady's attendant. Please come with me."

Although the young man spoke very politely, his half-raised arm remained in an inviting posture, motionless, revealing a faint force - I am just here to inform you on behalf of the master, not to ask for your opinion .

"...Okay." Saga made a concession, walked back with the boy, and asked in a low voice by the way: "Then, what do you call your master?"

Leiboud thought for a while, and replied, "Well...you can call her Mrs. Bathory."

Saga raised her eyebrows - Bathory?If he remembers correctly, this surname comes from the famous Hungarian Bathory family in the 16th century, and the most famous Countess Nadasdi, Elizabeth Bathory, is a famous figure in Western horror legends One of the prototypes of "Bloody Mary".

Rebold led Saga into the theater with brisk steps, then directly bypassed the almost full hall, went straight to the spiral staircase in the dark backstage, and pointed out: "My master is waiting in room 307. Climb up here to the third floor, go straight ahead, and you'll be in the seventh room."

Saga nodded and stepped up the stairs.

Rebold didn't follow him upstairs, but stood guard at the stairs and raised his head with a half-smile expression: "The show is about to start, I hope you move a little faster, otherwise it will disturb the host's enjoyment, she won't necessarily I would like to let you in."

Saga glanced down at him, said nothing, and continued to climb up.

In just a few minutes, the structure of this theater was almost touched by Saga. It is a very typical amphitheater. Looking down from the top, most of the places that can be seen are ordinary auditoriums. The location is on the north side, and the VIP boxes on both sides are built against the walls, forming an arc that surrounds the entire theater.

Most of these large-scale entertainment venues that used to be exclusive to the nobles have now been transformed into movie theaters with the changes of the times. The preservation of theaters and theater troupes is no longer a whim of some princes and nobles. The burden of high art.

But for Saint Seiya, no matter whether it is a drama or a movie, no matter what kind of entertainment, Saga thinks that he is not blessed to enjoy it.

Counting the house numbers and walking all the way, Saga ignored the flirting voices and some red-faced movements coming from different boxes—sorry, he didn't want to listen to the wall, who is called Jin Jin? Saints all have excellent five senses, the effect of the sound insulation measures in the box is really...

The door marked with the cursive number "307" appeared in front of him. Saga stopped and listened carefully to the movement inside, so as not to disturb the good business of the lady.

There was only the sound of one person's breathing.

Saga secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bent his fingers and tapped on the door panel three times, enough for the people inside to hear, without appearing too hasty.

"Please come in." The woman's voice came through the crack of the door, which was vague and unreal.

Saga stretched out his hand and twisted the doorknob, but it was unlocked, so he walked in directly.

The furnishings of the box are quite luxurious, after all, it is a VIP seat, and Mrs. Bathory is reclining lazily on the chaise longue, pouring herself a drink.Hearing the sound of someone's approaching footsteps, she put down the goblet in her hand, and turned her gaze back from the stage. With the movement of her head turning, her well-manicured burgundy curly hair gracefully slid down her snow-white shoulders and neck.

With just one glance, there are thousands of styles.

Even though he had read countless people, Saga had to admit that Mrs. Bathory in front of him was the most noble and elegant woman he had ever seen in his lifetime.

"Mrs. Bathory." Saga subconsciously showed her the etiquette of an aristocratic man, "I accept your servant's invitation to come here. I wonder if there is anything you need a stranger to do?"

"...Ah, you don't have to respect me so much, just call me Garnett." There was a trace of nervousness on the other party's face, but it was quickly covered up. She tried to sit upright, but the lower /half/ His body was immobilized by the huge skirt, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Saga stepped forward and pulled the hard and tough whale bones with both hands to help Janette adjust her sitting posture. She was obviously relieved, and stretched out her hand to brush her hanging hair: "Actually, I hate it." This kind of flashy dress, but Earhart always forces me to wear it ... especially like today, when I want to go out and relax, I can't move freely with a corset and bustle."

"Earhart?" Saga said calmly, "Is he your husband?"

Garnett frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this statement: "Husband? Huh, he's just a bloody vampire!"

Saga hummed, pulled a soft chair and sat down: "Then back to the original question: Is there anything you would like me to do for you?"

Janette let out a long sigh, and her expression became serious: "Let me ask first—are you a gold saint who serves Athena?"

Saga was startled, but her face remained calm: "Why do you think so?"

Garnett picked up the hollow carved silver jug ​​on the table and poured half a glass of wine, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Saga, and began to elaborate: "To be honest, the prosperity you saw just now is just El Hart's narcissistic and arrogant guy is just a phantom. The real name of this area is 'Blood Pond Hell', which belongs to the first valley of the sixth prison of the underworld. Earhart is the guardian of Tianshouxing Ming. Fighter!"

"I think you must be wondering why I can tell your identity. In fact, it is very simple. There are only two kinds of permanent residents here. One is the so-called nobles. In fact, they are all the Bathory to which Earhart belongs. Members of the family. Decades ago, Earhart accepted the magic star engraving as the patriarch and became a underworld fighter under Hades, and then moved his family to the Blood Pool Hell; The sinful undead of others will be thrown into the blood pool hell after death, and Earhart relied on his own privileges to allow his tribe to enslave these undead until they are tortured to death."

"All in all, all the well-dressed people who appear here are members of the Bathory family. The number is fixed. I recognize the faces of each of them, and you... are the only stranger. Not long ago, ha Diss told all the underworld fighters through the small universe that Athena personally led the saint fighters into the underworld, so that everyone should be vigilant, and I think there is only one possibility for strangers who appear at such a critical moment."

Saga glanced at the wine glass pushed in front of him, picked it up and sniffed it lightly, the fruity aroma wafted out of his nostrils, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but for safety reasons, he just shook the wine glass and didn't drink it: "... ...You are very smart. But there is one thing I don't understand. Just now the young servant named Raybould asked me to call you 'Mrs. Bathory'. So you are actually a member of the Bathory family. Why did you tell me What about my important information? According to common sense, you should be on the same side as your own people."

"Damn Bathory! I'm not of that group of vampires at all!" Garnett slammed the feather fan on the floor, looking very excited, "I'm just a sow raised by them! El Hart stole my gems, forced me to wear the Bathory last name, and made me get down on my knees and lick his feet like it was something to be thankful for!"

"Ma'am, don't get excited." Saga comforted, and bent down to pick up the feather fan. After opening it a little, she found that it had fallen apart, and several pieces of the large gemstones inlaid on it fell off and rolled everywhere. Put it on the table, "Go ahead, please."

Janette's chest heaved violently a few times, and she slowly regained her composure, with a sad expression on her face: "Actually, I am not a human being, but a female snake dragon (Vouivre), and our group can use the immortality inlaid on our foreheads." Shi absorbs the essence of all things in the world, thus maintaining a youthful appearance and a long lifespan. But later, I don’t know who spread the news, which attracted a large number of human beings to hunt and kill. The worst of them is the Bathory family Many sisters were captured and imprisoned in the castle, and now I am the only one left..."

Saga immediately thought of the famous "Bloody Mary", and tried to ask: "Have you ever heard of the name Elizabeth Bathory?"

"Of course! This vicious woman! I will never forget her greedy face!" Garnett raised her brows, "She ordered the guards to search our place of residence, and imprisoned us all, forcing us to do nothing. Collecting energy for her to drink day and night, so that she will remain young and beautiful forever! Later she went crazy, locked herself in a dark room all day long, and even ordered the servants to take blood from us for her to drink, and finally she Her evil deeds were finally exposed, and she passed away not long after she was dragged under the sun for trial. We all thought that the nightmare days were finally over, but we didn't expect that her descendants would still refuse to let us go, and kept us Imprisoned until now!"

When Janette was angry, she tore off her hair accessories with her backhand, and the towering and gorgeous bun fell down: "But human beings rely on the power of female linnorms to prolong their lives forcibly, and there are side effects..."

Saga suddenly raised her hand and made a "silence" gesture, signaling to Janette to stop talking for now.

There was a knock on the door outside, quite hurriedly, and it sounded like the person who knocked on the door was already very impatient.

Saga spoke silently, and slowly uttered a word with her lips——Raybold?

Garnett was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted and nodded violently!

Saga emphasized "don't move" again, and then slowly got up.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, Leibold's crisp voice floated in, and it was still clear through the door panel: "Madam, the performance is over, if you stay outside and refuse to go back, the master will be angry."

Garnett's complexion turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she cast a look at Saga for help.

It doesn't matter, leave it to me——After explaining this sentence with lips, Saga walked to the door step by step, stretched out his hand and opened the handle, and Leiboud was outside, facing Saga's eyes with his head up, smiling broadly: "Thank you for accompanying Madam, I'm here to pick her up."

Saga moved his position calmly, relying on his height advantage to block Leibold's sight, ignoring the flash of anxiety in his eyes: "Just now your wife talked with me about the past and mentioned your master, I think it has been many years since the last meeting, and now it happens to happen, can you allow me to come and visit?"

Lei Bould looked at Saga with disgust of "Why are you so ignorant", and he had to be polite: "I'm really sorry, my master is withdrawn and doesn't like strangers to visit. I will pass on the thought for you, please ask Madam to come out quickly."

Saga stared at the face that resembled the boy Aiolos for a while, then suddenly laughed: "What if I say no?"

The smile on Leiboud's face finally disappeared, and he snorted coldly: "Then go to hell! A meddling family... Uh!"

"Before you speak harshly, you have to measure your own strength. The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to speak to me in this tone was already five meters high." He lifted his neck, and lifted his whole body, allowing him to kick his legs in mid-air in pain, "By the way, I get angry when I see this face now, you'd better quickly change back to the original, or do you think it's the best?" With this face, I will not let go?"

Rebold was choked so hard to breathe, his whole face was distorted, little by little he changed into an indistinguishable male and female boy, and his curly brown hair was gradually dyed black, turning into flowing long hair. About to be strangled to death, he suddenly opened his mouth, and his two canine teeth quickly grew/thickened, aimed at Saga's tiger's mouth and bit down hard!

However, the teeth did not feel the touch of piercing the skin, but a crisp "clang", as if biting on a very hard metal. Before Leibold could figure out what was going on, his whole body was struck by a huge He fell out with all the force, smashed through the door of the box next door, and then smashed a big hole in the thick wall of the theater. The whole person flew out like a missile with a "swoosh" and destroyed the roofs of all the buildings in the straight line. Finally, with a "bang dang", it plunged into the towering body of the bell tower, and finally stopped flying freely.

Garnett, who had witnessed the whole process of the murder, stood there dumbfounded...

Saga reminded her: "We don't have time to be in a daze. Since Leibold is unwilling to lead the way, we have to find him by ourselves."

Garnett came back to his senses and saw two conspicuous holes in the tiger's mouth of Saga's right hand wearing a white glove. He turned pale with fright, and rushed over and grabbed his right hand regardless of the inconvenient movement of the pannier: "You were shot by him!" Bite?! It's over, people infected by the female snake dragon's power will become vampires!"

"Madam, actually, you don't have to be so nervous..." Saga comforted the anxious Janette with some helplessness, and took off the gloves to reveal the armor of the golden holy cloth, which didn't even leave a trace of scratches, "He really Bite me, but just through the glove, I wasn't hurt."

Kanette rubbed her chest and panted heavily: "It's fine, it's fine..."

The theater was already in chaos. Saga led Garnett across the mess and walked to the gap in the wall. He lowered his head and looked down. The densely packed guards had already rushed from all directions. After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and nodded to Garnett: "I'm sorry madam, we are in a hurry now and offended."

Garnett hasn't reacted yet: "Huh? - oh what are you doing!!!"

Regardless of Garnett's screams, Saga operated fiercely like a tiger, broke all the whalebone skirts, tore off the thick skirts that were cumbersome at first glance, threw them all away, and then was dumbfounded, "...you Why aren't you wearing leggings?!"

Garnett covered her face: "I want to wear it too! But that pervert Earhart said that to wear a dress, you must completely follow the rules of that era... When this kind of clothes were popular, underwear/pants had not yet been invented. Come out! Where can I find leggings!"

Saga quickly took off his windbreaker and wrapped him up. Even so, his two long legs in white stockings were still exposed, so he could only blushed and apologized, and at the same time hugged Garnett and jumped on the hole. And then: "I'm sorry! I'm so rude—"

Garnett grabbed the opponent's skirt in a hurry to avoid flying out and causing a tragedy while moving at high speed. Seeing the surrounding guards grabbing their weapons and surrounding them from all directions, she couldn't help but reminded: "Be careful!"

Saga's eyes froze, and the golden universe instantly created a layer of air waves around his feet, directly blowing away all those in the way. With a sound, he moved and jumped, trampling on someone's head like a wooden stake, and instantly threw the large army away for a thousand miles.

Janette poked her head out of Saga's arms and watched the pursuers being left far behind to eat the tail gas. She was so happy that Saga called her twice before she realized: "Ma'am? Ma'am! I forgot just now." By the way, where is Earhart's residence?"

"Oh, it's there!" Garnet raised his arm and pointed to the distance, Saga looked in that direction, and a castle was so lonely on the top of the hillside, it seemed out of place with the whole world.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Let me have a good look at it, the so-called vampire family... What kind of things are they?"

The author has something to say:

Invited actor for this chapter: Mrs. Garnett, who once appeared in LC Aquarius Biography~

Guidance of clothing props: Christo & Dejere

Stand-in actor: Aspros

(The director flipped the table: Grandpa, don’t just change the characters of the script while you’re acting! Reshoots are burning money!)