Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 35 Dark Red Chimney

Mr. Ards put his hand on the head of the resentful spirit, and saw that the resentful spirit turned into black mist again and drifted into Mr. Azik's body, accompanied by a baby's cry.

"Wow!"

With the cry of the baby, Mr. Ards, who had always been emotionless, suddenly raised his head. He looked around every corner of the castle, stepped back a few steps, and collapsed on the ground.

"Mr. Ards..."

Klein reached out to help, but Lewis stopped Klein, his voice was low but unquestionable.

"Let Mr. Azik be quiet, I think he will recover soon."

Klein subconsciously agreed with Lewis' idea. He lifted the top hat on his head, leaned against the pillar and waited quietly.

After a few minutes, Mr. Ards stood up, his mood was still cold, but his tone trembled slightly.

"Klein, I think, I discovered the force that made your fate incongruous. That person took away my child's skull, and I want to find him through the blood connection." Azik squatted down, unknowingly touched After some button, the ancient castle floor made a "creak" sound.

The floor was opened, and there was a passage with steps hidden under the floor. Azik walked in front, and stopped after falling about two or three meters. There was a black coffin at the end of the passage.

Mr. Ards pushed the coffin away, and when he saw the skull-less corpse in the coffin, he let out a deep mournful cry.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Ards cut his finger with a sharp nail, and a drop of blood dripped on the corpse with only bones left.

"Wow……"

There was another cry of a baby, and Klein was startled by the sudden cry of a baby. He looked around, guarding against possible vengeful spirits.

Lewis was still very calm. He looked at Mr. Azik's movements, as if he was expecting something, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After seeing Lewis' calmness, Klein also knew that he had overreacted.He set his sights on the coffin again, and saw distorted faces mixed with black mist rising up, turning into a strange door.

The illusory door opened, and pale arms rushed out, but in front of Mr. Ards, they all evaporated into black mist.

Through the gap in the door, Klein saw a white skull, which was randomly discarded under the dark brown tree, and rotted into powder in the wind.

Bang!

Countless pale arms were pinched off by the suddenly closed door, fell to the ground one after another, and dispersed into black mist.

At this time, Mr. Ards let out a long sigh, as if passing through the historical gap.

"Sorry, I didn't find him." Mr. Ards closed the coffin and said with his back to Klein.

Lewis, who was watching from the sidelines, had already recalled the whole picture of the incident, even though he tried hard to control his memory, making himself in a state of semi-amnesia for a long time.

But when things happened in front of his eyes, he could still easily recall the outline of things.

"I think I should know something." Lewis was not sure. He noticed that his memory was getting worse and worse, and he could only vaguely remember some details and the general idea of ​​the matter.

The culprit behind this is the Sealed Artifact 0-08, which is shaped like a quill pen and is called the Pen of Al Suhod in its full name. It is a product left over from the ancient god Nightmare Dragon.

Its ability is a writer, and what is written will happen. Of course, the premise is that the matter cannot be too outrageous and must be logical.

Today, this quill is in the hands of a traitor from the Church of the Goddess, and the ultimate goal of this traitor is to get the ashes, which are located at the bottom of the church, the ashes of the strong man.

"You know?" Klein looked at Lewis. In his eyes, the omniscient Lewis was cast with a strong mystical color.

"Yes, I know, but I can't tell you, because the more you know, the less you can get rid of its control." Lewis deliberately didn't tell Klein, but reminded: "I will deal with this with Mr. Azik Looking forward to our next meeting."

Under Klein's surprised eyes, Lewis called Mr. Ards away, leaving only a lonely figure behind.

He really wanted to ask the reason of the matter, but remembering Lewis' advice, he finally gave up the idea of ​​rushing forward to ask. This matter is beyond his control.

Lewis always felt that it was against harmony, afraid of involving Klein and not telling him the truth?Are you really such a kind and considerate person?

He vaguely remembers that he was just a lonely person before, and it was because of his loneliness that he was able to devote himself to further studies, and was admitted to an enviable university with his mediocre talent.

"It's a pity that I didn't meet a good mentor..."

Lewis recalled silently, the more he thought, the more painful his mind became, and the pain gradually became clearer, as if something was stirring in his brain.

Then, a strange and crazy raving appeared in his mind, which made him stop thinking immediately.

As Lewis gave up thinking, the pain began to lessen, but the sense of disobedience that existed in the spirituality was lingering no matter what.

"Lewis, where are we going next?" Mr. Ards asked after seeing the slight expression change on Lewis' face.

Lewis's head was blank, and then he murmured as if remembering something: "The target location is still Tingen City, a house with a red chimney, surrounded by green grass and flowers, and the location is on the outskirts of Tingen."

Lewis didn't know the specific location, but he knew enough details. With these details, he had the prerequisites for divination.

Picking up a wooden stick by the side of the road, Lewis used the "cane divination method" to confirm the direction of travel, and then followed the direction.

"Perhaps, we need a carriage." Mr. Ards reminded.

Lewis nodded. He hired a timed carriage, and then used divination to constantly judge the direction.

The goal this time was clear enough, and Lewis himself remembered enough details, which allowed him to easily divine the way forward.

The only thing that surprised him was that things went too smoothly. With the status of 0-08, he shouldn't be able to divination easily. After all, he didn't have the influence of Origin Castle to isolate him from the outside world.

It was late in the evening, when the last rays of sunlight were swallowed by shadows, and Lewis was out in the suburbs.

Looking out through the window of the carriage, you can see a house with a green lawn, a colorful garden full of flowers, and a dark red chimney, which looks so distorted in the dark.

"It's here." Lewis lifted his top hat lightly. He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed when he got here, even if Mr. Azik, who had initially recovered his memory and had already shown his strength, followed him.

(End of this chapter)