Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

The only source of light in the room was lost.

His thin outline was already blurred, on the black silk, it looked like a dry bone stuck in the mud, after struggling in vain, he was exhausted and waiting for death.

Andy never thought he would see Austin like this.

A beam of moonlight came in through the narrow window, which just happened to illuminate the silver jug ​​of water, and the faint fluorescence reflected on Austin's face.

He covered his eyes and sobbed softly, tears were shining on his wet cheeks, and his chest heaved weakly. Although his appearance was in line with Andy's judgment of him at the beginning, this situation was still not what he wanted to happen.

Andy couldn't help sighing, but he didn't stare for long, and the scene quickly turned to Hall Manor.

He followed the perspective of Old Neil through the corridor, lit the candle, and opened the door with a stooped body.

Old Neil looked much older, his energetic eyes were cloudy and yellow, his cheeks were unshaven, his clothes seemed to have not been changed for a long time, and his skirt and cuffs were stained.

This is a lady's room, with light-colored walls and many rope-woven handicrafts. There is a dressing table near the window, a pot-bellied daisy vase, and a single bed with a white veil hanging on the right.

"Julie."

Old Neil clutched his heart, tears rolled out of his eyes, he staggered and stood still, and slowly began to pack up his daughter's belongings.

This scene is intermittent and incompletely distorted. The clearest picture is Old Neil sitting at the desk writing a letter.

Andy approached, barely reading the contents of the letter.

This is a letter to the Red Knights, which tells about the death of the Duke of Austin, along with Old Neil's speculation, and he implores the Red Knights to investigate this matter in detail.

"The clock tower is old and far away from human settlements. Why did the duke go to the clock tower unaccompanied?"

Old Neil marked in red ink after this passage: DeWitt Phelps has ample testimony and is able to handle it freely, but because of this, it does not fit his character.

"I sent a lot of people to check and found the cause of the fire. Several farmers' children buried a charcoal fire near the bell tower. The high temperature ignited the decayed wood and paint. I asked them carefully and learned that This is not the first time, they often suffocate sweet potatoes with charcoal nearby, there is no other reason, and I have checked and found no instigator or deliberate guidance in it."

Old Neil paused for a moment: "But I don't think this is an exceptional incident. There are many doubts about the duke's kidnapping. First of all, the small silver jug ​​is missing. The priest's white bird can't smell the holy water, and can't trace the duke's body." The location, and the hijacker’s appearance cannot be restored through the holy water, I suspect that the ritual was interfered with by witchcraft, of course, I know that witchcraft has disappeared for a long time.”

"After the Duke disappeared, Master DeWitt's reaction was very abnormal. He did not allow a large-scale search and rescue, fearing that it would cause public panic, but as far as I know, Master DeWitt did not send more people to search for it, at least he did not write to the red man in the capital. Knights."

"Fifteen days after his disappearance, the Duke returned to Hall Manor, accompanied by a villager's son, about 15 years old, with black eyes, brown hair, and a southern accent. His personality was rude. His name was Andy. The Duke seemed to value this rudeness very much. Unfortunately, he disappeared, maybe we can find some clues from him."

Old Neil respectfully wrote the last paragraph.

"Dear President, the above are just my guesses. The Duke returned to Hall Manor, but I didn't have time to ask, and a fire broke out. This is my fault. I implore the high priest of the king's capital to use divination Ask the goddess if there is a shadow of conspiracy in this matter."

Old Neil was full of worries. He skillfully folded the letter paper, stuffed it into a thin black bamboo tube, sealed it with wax, and stamped it with the official's seal.

After completing this action, he was stunned for a while, probably because he thought of something sad. After about a quarter of an hour, Old Neil collected his mood and prepared to send this letter to the black crow to the capital overnight.

Duh-duh-

"Who?"

Old Neil turned around vigilantly, and conveniently stuffed the thin bamboo tube into his daughter's ceramic doll.

The people outside the door were silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Master, I am Jim, and someone has brought a letter from Red Pine Castle."

Old Neil heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his red eye sockets, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and opened the wooden door only when he thought he looked strong enough.

Servant Jim held a letter in his hand. He lowered his head respectfully and handed the letter to Neil. Neil saw the signature on the letter and the unique intricate patterns of the Phelps family, and rubbed his head in agitation. Rubbing between the eyebrows.

Andy read the contents of the letter behind Neil's back. It asked Neil to draw up a proposal for the change of inheritance rights in three days, and then hand it over to the Red Knights through Saber.

Old Neil laughed back in anger, and simply tore the letter in half. Jim glanced at the angry officer, his eyes were dim, and he asked in a low voice, "My lord, don't you intend to reply?"

Old Neil said coldly: "I still don't know if he is a murderer, why should I work for him."

Jim lowered his head and reminded: "Yes, my lord, the priest asked when is the best time to do Miss Julie's requiem ceremony."

Old Neil's face turned pale, as if he had received a huge blow in an instant, his eyes darkened instantly, and his voice was very tired and low: "As soon as possible."

He dragged himself out of the room: "I'll be with you, just tonight and tomorrow morning to bury Julie in the cemetery."

Jim walked behind Old Neil, and Andy saw him straighten up slowly, with greed and evil in his eyes, he pulled out the dagger from his cuff, and stabbed fiercely at the defenseless Old Neil.

The sound of screams gradually receded, and the dark corridors were blurred and gradually turned into darkness.

Andy's consciousness seemed to be caught in an earthen jar. Whether it was color or sound, it was erratic and unrealistic. He was drowsy, and he heard that soft voice softly calling his name.

The heavy eyelids still couldn't be opened, but his consciousness was slowly recovering. Andy was startled suddenly. His eyes were still dark, but his body was very heavy. No matter how much he shouted, he couldn't move his mouth or control himself to open it. Eye.

Like a nightmare, waking up stripped of mind and body.

Andy's heart sank, that wizard was weird.

"Hey, can you hear me?" A voice suddenly came in, it seemed to be far away, the sound of the urn could not be heard clearly, and Andy's eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't open his mouth to answer.

"Nager, is he awake? Why can't he move?" The dragon's voice was full of doubts, and Andy could feel the dragon touching his body, but he couldn't respond.

A pair of hands touched his forehead, and Nagel's voice suddenly became very close: "Andy? I know you're awake, but you can't talk now. It's a pity you don't have to think. I can hear it. You listen now." It's my thinking."

Andy froze for a moment: [I am Oliver]

Najier said puzzledly: "But you didn't mean to tell me that. I saw that you have a younger sister."

[Okay, never mind that, tell me where is it now? ] Andy interrupted Nagel, concerned about the current situation, as for the picture he saw before, he subconsciously concealed it.

Nagel replied: "Hey, the potion you drank is called Untouchable Memories, which belongs to the treatment of mental illness. It will allow the user to see the darkness deep in his heart, or something else. In short It's a secret, a heart knot, untouchable."

Andy's first stalk: [But what I see is someone else's memory]

Najir was silent for a while: "It's over, it's a big trouble."

[What did you say? ]

"Uh, it's nothing, it was an accident, I don't know why this happened, potions are always so magical, cough, well, no matter whose memory you see, please read it quietly until the end , Find untouchable memories, you must maintain emotional stability before you wake up, otherwise it may damage your intelligence."

[Does Austin know? ]

"Well, I will inform him again, when his expression looks a little more painful, I don't want to enter his consciousness when he is smirking, Father God, I have never seen him smile, I don't know how he looks What's up, are you so happy?"

Andy didn't speak. If what he saw was Austin's memory, then the memory Austin saw might also be related to him. Think about what he has done in the past three years. It seems that there is nothing Shameful.

[Okay, you go back, I will keep your consciousness clear, you can think, but don't be overly emotional, or you will be in trouble when you wake up]

Andy thought of the picture he saw before: [I saw a conversation in my memory that obviously did not belong to the owner's perspective. Is this true or false? ]

Nagel answered quickly: "Humans have recorded a lot of information in their subconscious mind, sometimes they can't see or hear it, but some kind of power engraves the behavior of the surrounding creatures into their minds, and they can be read through special channels, Merck Many people call it spiritual power."

Andy still wanted to ask a question, but Nagel interrupted: "The dragon told me that the Duke doesn't want you to know too much about this kind of thing, so don't ask, or you will have to cleanse your memory when the time comes."

The hands left Andy's forehead, and he heard Najier's flickering voice: "Go back."

Andy's consciousness was sucked into the water, and after a nauseating dizziness, he was able to control his vision again. When he opened his eyes, it was still the dark room, but it was extremely dirty and messy.

I don't know how much time has passed and where it spans. Austin's hair has grown to his ears, and the burns on his body are almost healed, leaving only scars.

He seemed to have lost all shape, and his green eyes were dark and hopeless, full of frightening madness.

The door creaked open, and DeWitt, dressed gorgeously, came into the room carrying fragrant food. He was sitting in an armchair far away from Austin.

"Cousin, it's been a week, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Austin looked blank, with no expression on his face.

DeWitt tapped the silver spoon: "It's a pity, the hot pie is your favorite before."

He sighed: "I can't bear to be a vicious person. Your stubbornness makes me very sad. I don't expect you to be generous. Share everything in the Phelps family with me, so I took it myself. , dear cousin, but I still don't have the heart to hurt you, I just hope to get a word from you, what does the word engraved on the small silver pot mean?"

"Well, since you don't want to speak up, I can only get the answer myself, but I don't have to be so kind to disobedient partners."

"Do you think hunger is a punishment? No, no, no, you can't even guess a ten-thousandth of the truly evil and terrible things."

"But you don't have to guess, you'll know right away."

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Thanks to Su Ximiao for the nutritional liquid duck

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