Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 625 The Countess

"This is the reason why those villains escaped from Hamlet New Town, because they are afraid that they will become consumables for evil spirits' servants to punish bad babies?" Sure enough, if it gets on Andrea, it will become very weird.

Kevin showed a disheartened expression. He was extremely resistant to his father's arrangement in Cassandelle, and ended up being a lord himself and accepting the bondage of his servants.

"Half the lives in the cemetery of Hamlet died due to my mistakes. That's not a joke for the lord to express his humility. Although they were dirty villains or man-eating monsters in their lifetime, I still feel a little bit guilty for them." Kai Wen's eyebrows drooped at a subtle angle, expressing a little bit of guilt in Kevin, and then he regained his strength like a lark climbing up a branch.

"Besides Mr. Unknown, Lyle, you will be the first guest I officially entertain at Hamlet Castle. Come and stay at my new home for one night, and let me repay the hospitality I received at Naslan."

"It's better to be respectful than to obey, Master Kevin." Lyle stepped back on a small festered finger protruding from the crack of the stone slab, "Let me make sure first, you did have a comfortable night in Naslan, right? There won't be any scare parties you set up or near-death prank orgies in that spooky castle..."

Kevin laughed. It seemed that Lyle was wary of what happened at the Lost Horse Bar, but he really planned to entertain his best friend well. "I sincerely intend to entertain you, and although the castle is my residence, there are many guest rooms that are used as laboratories by Mister Unknown and members of the Advanced Magic Research Society. Activities in the area. Don’t say that the joint evil spirits scare you, those guys don’t listen to me at all except for daily affairs, but they are still quite dedicated as housekeepers and servants.”

The stone road leading to the cliff has been halfway, and this is the first time in several months that Lyle has covered such a long distance with both feet.

"Tired?" Kevin turned his head and looked at Lyle who was staring at his feet.

"No, I'm just a little curious, isn't it a bit strange to let an earl walk forward?"

"Tsk." Kevin bit his thumb as if he had been poked into a sore spot, "Actually, walking more is good for your health!"

"...Tell me, what is the transportation method of your Hamlet family that makes you unspeakable."

"You also know that the evil spirits in our family were originally lonely ghosts. Let alone asking them to find a ghost carriage, their first reaction when they get close to the horse is to tear it apart. If the spirit travels instead, they prefer to carry it."

"Or, possessed."

Under Kevin's gesture, the wraith with a festering face got into Kevin's body.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack..." Kevin's body floated up, his limbs twisted strangely in the air, his eyes were lifeless, his mouth opened, and he made an inexplicable sound. "Kevin" started to move quickly, paddling in the air with his twisted joints, the speed was so fast, he reached the edge of the castle in the blink of an eye, and flew back quickly, his body slowly landed and returned to normal, the clothes twisted before There are no moving scars or wrinkles.Kevin woke up.

"As you can see, the evil spirits in my family prefer efficiency to elegance. When they control my body, I don't feel it, but I can still know what they do with my body. This kind of movement way, it's creepy, so I rarely use it. If you want to..."

"I think walking is fine."

When the two walked to the castle, the afterglow of the sun had completely set, and a faint smell of blood could still be smelled in the once dilapidated rose garden. It's kind of poetic, like a mourning poem.

The windows on the balcony opened one after another, and the cold wind made the curtains dance in the darkness, like a dead soul sealed on the windowsill longing to escape.There are lit oil lamps floating on both sides of the road leading to the city gate, and behind each oil lamp there is a vague shadow of a lamp.The tranquility was expanding, and all the candles gathered around the two of them, and behind those shadows, there was darkness beyond reach.

"Punctuality is a virtue, my master." That voice was like the cold wind blowing from the most piercing ice cave, just hearing that voice sent a chill down the spine to the brain.The black figure floated in front of Kevin, and he didn't have a lantern in his hand, so when he approached, Lyle saw the stern face.

"This is my most honored guest, Mr. Butler, please ensure that Mr. Lyle receives the most considerate hospitality in Hamlet Castle."

"That's my honor." Although no honor could be heard from the evil spirit steward's tone.Kevin went back to his room to change his dress, and Lyle went to the restaurant under the guidance of the butler.The butler didn't speak a word along the way, he was as taciturn as Naslan's ghost maid, only colder.The candles on the wall kept lighting up with Lyle's footsteps, but the faint candlelight could only provide a blurred vision, and Lyle felt that he was led by a ghost to the underworld.

"Should... turn on the lamp..." A vague feeling arose in Lyle's mind. The ominous shadow looked at the weak malice and smiled strangely. The shadow climbed up the wall and stood guard behind the candlestick. .

Lyle slowly approached the candlestick, and the small oil pot was placed beside the candlestick, as long as you add a little, the bottomed candlestick will shine a little bit.

"Guest, that's the servant's job." The butler's voice sounded behind Lyle, and the cold tone made Lyle return to sobriety. "Just tell the servants." Under the signal of the steward, changes appeared around the candlestick, and an evil spirit crouching on the candlestick slowly appeared. His deformed body filled the gap on the candlestick, and his twisted His little finger was holding the oil can.The evil spirit added oil, finished his work, and continued to gaze at Lyall with dismal eyes.

[Wraiths have strong resentment towards the living, and what they like to do most is to lure those living to die. 】

"Guest, if you rob the servant of his job, the servant will be angry, please be careful." The butler silently glanced at the evil spirit squatting on the candlestick, and continued to lead the way.

"Kevin said they were safe."

[Kevin has never encountered any danger. 】

Careful Lyle finally walked to the restaurant. The traps of the evil spirits were stopped by the butler along the way. The bad omen could only restrain his own shadow, complaining in Lyle's mind that he was bored.The feeling in Hamlet is very different from that of Naslan, whose peeps are everywhere, but there is only curiosity and pent-up excitement in those gazes.And Hamlet Castle is full of empty, malevolent stares, which makes Omen think highly of this haunted castle.

Kevin, who had changed into his dress, had already taken the main seat, and there was a sumptuous amount of food on the table, which obviously exceeded the food intake of the two of them.

"These normal foods are a luxury in Hamlet, and I can only purchase them from overseas through Mr. Unknown. The chefs brought from Cassandell handed over the cooking techniques to the evil spirits, but the fly in the ointment is that they did not remember my Eat. Eat, Lyle, it tastes pretty good."

Lyle enjoyed the food with a guarded mind. The food cooked by these evil spirits tasted surprisingly good, even better than Naslan's food. Lyle believed that this was the reason for Cassandell's cooking methods. Naslan's diet Habits were in the same vein as Narania's, and they had a preference for sweets.

Speaking of which, Uncle Ralph has a sweet tooth, and I don't know if Ms. Violet can twist his stomach.

The two ate quickly in the cold restaurant, and Kevin said good night to Lyle before leaving.

"Rest well, Lyle, I still need you to accompany me tomorrow."

"what's up?"

"To visit my nominal sister, a Countess of the House of Hamlet."

(End of this chapter)