Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 179 The Traveler

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow falls, and travelers with their bags on their backs walk in the knee-high snow, making it difficult to move an inch.

The traveler's head was covered by a thick cotton cap, and the heavy frost and snow added a natural mask to him, heavy clothes and a tight canvas bag. At this moment, it was almost impossible to see his specific appearance from the outside, only People who saw him from afar thought he was a stupid bear with a shell on his back, embarrassed and fat.

The traveler looked up at the cliff ahead, and a magnificent black castle was standing on the cliff.

That castle was his only chance of surviving this Winter's Wrath.

Even if the traveler knows that there are signs of uneasiness everywhere in the eerie black castle, and even this cold and severe snow can only be reduced to a background board and cannot cover up its own paradoxical and dangerous atmosphere, the traveler also knows , There must have been an unimaginable death and murder there. He may never return after this trip, but he still has to go.

To freeze to death in this blizzard, or to die later in the danger that existed in the castle... He obviously had no choice but was forced to choose.

Soon, the traveler came to a suspension bridge between the castle and him, and just looked down at the extreme cold and blue mist under the cliff, his heart was already one step ahead of his life, and fell to freezing point.

Walking with difficulty, he walked carefully through the suspension bridge that was frail due to being frozen, and finally arrived at the gate of the black castle.

The traveler took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and knocked on the gate of the castle, fearing that the people inside would not hear him, he clapped his hands, knocked on the door vigorously and shouted, "Is anyone there!? Is anyone there!?"

The door was closed tightly, black and heavy, and the door was covered with snow. The poor man outside the door was shivering, and his voice was getting weaker.

Just when the traveler was about to despair, the snow on the gate trembled, the black gate slowly and cumbersomely opened inwards, a beam of warm yellow light hit the traveler's stiff face, although the light was not dazzling , but it makes travelers feel as cozy and fascinating as the warm sun under a clear Christmas.

But together with Nuan Yang, there was also a black shadow, pressing high on his face.

A tall and thin figure stood between the open door, with a high chest, holding a lighted candlestick in his hand, and gradually raised the candlestick to his chest, the light of the fire illuminated his pale and thin long face, His white hair was combed back and he was dressed in a beautiful and delicate tuxedo. He just opened his narrow eyes and stood sternly in front of the traveler.

He is elegant and decent, and judging from his clothes, he seems to be the butler of this castle.

Under the gaze of those cold eyes, the traveler's heart beat again, but he jumped cautiously, as if he was afraid of being heard by the other party, even though the violent wind of the blizzard was louder than anything else.

"Sorry to interrupt, honorable gentleman. My name is Clark. I am a traveler. I happened to travel here. When it snowed heavily, there is really no other place nearby. Could you please let me rest here for a while, When the blizzard is over, I will leave." Clark swallowed his sore throat from the cold air, resisting the pain, and shouted loudly to the other party in order to let the other party hear clearly in the university.

The butler looked him up and down calmly, then took a step back unhurriedly, and made way for him to come in, "Please come in, Mr. Clark."

"Thank you, thank you..." Clark was grateful, and walked quickly into the warm castle.

While the temperature inside might not be truly warm, it's clearly a better place to live than outside.Standing at the door, he removed the frost and snow covering his body according to the steward's guidance, and his body seemed to become much lighter all of a sudden.

"Thank you again, kind sir." Clark thanked the butler again.

The butler is like a puppet, able to maintain his demeanor at all times, as tall and elegant as before, with an indescribable sense of distance, he said lightly: "Hello, Mr. Clark, I would like to introduce myself to you, I am Valente, the steward here, welcome to the castle of my master, Earl Bluebeard."

"Bluebeard...Earl..." Clark's voice of swallowing saliva sounded in the dull and lonely castle, and his red face from the cold made him look a little funny and ridiculous.

"Yes, please thank my master. He has always been kind, hospitable, and willing to help guests like you who are in need of him. I will take you to see my master. I believe he will welcome you after he knows it. Your arrival." Butler Valente said calmly and mechanically.

As he spoke, he held up the candlestick and walked ahead to guide Clark.

On the way, Clark found that the castle was intricate, with steps and stairs, countless corridors, and different lighting in different places. The castle was like a maze.

Gradually, Clark became aware of the abnormality of the castle, and he couldn't help asking the butler Valente who was leading the way: "Excuse me, why are there no other servants in such a big castle?"

Butler Valente responded indifferently: "It's because tonight is Christmas Eve. My merciful lord sent the servants working in the castle home early for a reunion. Only a few servants were left behind to maintain the peace with me. The normal operation of the castle."

"...I hope they can return home safely." Clark raised the corner of his mouth slowly, looking at the huge snowstorm outside the window.

This blizzard lasted almost a whole day.

Under Valente's leadership, Clark walked through several corridors and around several corners to the restaurant in the castle.

A fat nobleman with white Mediterranean hair and a peculiar blue beard is sitting at the dining table. A set of exquisite tableware is set in front of him. He has a big belly and two huge hands on the table. Late supper is here.

This person is the Earl of Bluebeard that Valente said, the owner of this castle.

Under the mutual introduction of Valente's housekeeper, Clark and Earl Bluebeard got to know each other initially. Unlike Earl Bluebeard's terrifying and rough face, when Earl Bluebeard heard that Clark wanted to stay here temporarily, he almost lit up and was very happy. He couldn't help but close his mouth, he was really as hospitable and generous as Butler Valente said, and immediately said: "Mr. Clark, welcome to my castle, your arrival is a miracle in this winter for me." ! Please be sure to stay here for a few more days!"

Clark just smiled dryly and thanked the Earl of Bluebeard, and the Earl of Bluebeard ordered Valente to take Clark to change into better and clean clothes in the castle, and then come over to have dinner with him after he changed. Valente told Hera, who was working in the kitchen, to prepare an extra tableware for Clark.

Faced with such enthusiasm, Clark only felt a little at a loss, until he came to the room that Earl Bluebeard ordered Valente to prepare for him, and stayed there for several minutes, until someone knocked on the door of the room, and he hurriedly put down his luggage , turned around and opened the door.

The knock on the door was a lovely blonde maid with twin tails, she came to deliver clothes for him, "Hi, Mr. Clark, I'm Miller, here are the clothes you need, there are several sets, oh, please be sure to I think it suits you well in this outfit."

"...Oh, thank you, Miss Miller." Clark thanked the maid with a sweet smile, and then said goodbye to her, closed the door, and threw the clothes he got on the bed.

Clark stood on the spot and took a few deep breaths, then rummaged through the backpack he took off, and finally found a pocket watch. He turned on the time to check, and glanced at the night scene outside the window, "It's 32:[-] in the morning ..."

　The sixth volume begins~~~
　　
　
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