The Wizard's Infinite Journey

Chapter 23 Witch Hunt Night
"Amu, what do you think of my body?"

"Does it feel particularly good?"

In the spacious room, Dahl dragged Amu to walk non-stop, looking at his new attire from time to time.

Yamu looked helplessly at the appearance of Dahl in front of him: "Yes, it's already very good."

It is now the second day.

Yamu was very surprised when he first learned about Miss Solona's invitation.

When he knew that Dahl had agreed, he was completely helpless.

Sure enough, Dahl is still like this, selling his friends when he sees beautiful women.

But Yamu didn't care.

But it's just a matter of walking, it's nothing.

Now that Green Stone's reserves are basically exhausted, he is still idle when he is idle, and he just takes a walk to relax.

Just looking at Dahl's appearance, he is very attracted to that Miss Solona.

Never seen him like this before.

Yamu thought so in his heart, and he set off with Dahl on the surface.

The two continued to move forward and soon came to Miss Solona's residence.

This is Yamu's first visit to Solona's residence.

Although I also participated in banquets before, they were in other places and tended to communicate openly.

Today's is undoubtedly more private.

Walking into it, the servants inside came out and began to entertain them.

"Where's Mr. Karim?"

Yamu asked casually.

"Mr. Karim has something to do and didn't come."

The maid in front of him responded like this.

Yamu nodded, not surprised.

From the previous communication, it can be seen that this silver knight is a man of action, and he is not very interested in such things as communication.

Similarly, there is a high probability that the other party is not very interested in Serona, so it is normal not to come this time.

At the last public banquet, the other party's presence was already quite a face-saving measure, but this time there is no need.

But if Karim didn't come, Yamu felt a little bored.

This banquet was different from the last one, with very few people participating.

The silver knight is very tempered with Amu, and if he is here, he can chat with him.

Walking into the hall, Yamu saw Miss Solona.

She is wearing a long purple dress, the overall collocation is quite exquisite, her long hair is well arranged, she looks like a noble princess, full of a unique sentiment.

It can be seen that this Miss Solona has carefully prepared for today's private banquet, and this attire alone is enough to make people's eyes shine.

"Miss Solona."

Seeing each other, Yamu bowed and said hello.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Amur."

Serona looked at Yamu in front of her, with a smile on her face for the first time.

The people around couldn't help casting their eyes.

As we all know, Miss Solona has a withdrawn personality, and she rarely smiles at people.

But it is undeniable that this young lady looks pretty when she smiles, which has attracted many people's attention at this moment.

Dahl stood in the distance, staring blankly at this moment, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Please sit down."

Walking to the hall, Solona invited several people to sit down.

For some reason, Yamu had an inexplicable feeling.

He always felt that Miss Solona's gaze always seemed to stay on him.

But if you look carefully, you can't find anything special.

There is always a sense of inexplicable peeping in the dark.

This feeling made Yamu a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared quickly, and it disappeared immediately.

After the few people were seated, Yamu tactfully said nothing, and gave the right to speak to the Dahls.

He has always had a clear understanding of his own position.

Today's protagonist is not him.

After a while, he found a reason to get up and leave, looking around.

The others ignored him.

Or they wished that he would leave early, lest one more person would attract the girl's attention.

Yamu was wandering around casually.

Of course, there are also entourages on the side to act as guides for him.

"This is the studio, and all the items in it are Miss Solona's private collection."

When he walked to a certain place, the voice of a follower sounded.

"Can I go in?"

Amu asked casually.

After getting an affirmative answer, he took a step forward and walked in directly.

Walking into the studio, there are densely packed oil paintings.

There are a lot of works here, and quite a few of them are from other places. The style of the works is very different from that of the Korola Kingdom.

Yamu looked at the pictures one by one, slowly admiring them.

As a reborn person, he also has many personal hobbies.

Listening to music, reading books, and appreciating famous paintings are all one of his personal hobbies.

It's a pity that these things are quite scarce in Earl Reagan's castle.

On the contrary, there are quite a few good paintings here, which he can appreciate slowly.

Looking at the paintings one by one, there are both realistic and abstract styles with exaggerated lines.

But slowly, Yamu felt a strange feeling.

As he looked forward, he seemed to be able to feel an inexplicable sound in the dark.

It was as if someone was secretly observing and peeping at him.

At the very beginning, Yamu didn't pay attention to it, only thinking that it was a guard lurking nearby.

As Miss Solona is the daughter of the Marquis of Tuentans, it is normal for her to be surrounded by strong guards.

But slowly, Yamu realized something was wrong.

As time passed, that weird feeling continued to intensify and became more intense.

He moved forward slowly, finally focusing on a painting in the center.

It was a rather huge painting, several times larger than other paintings purely in terms of volume.

What is depicted on the white paper is a woman who was pierced by a spear.

On a piece of grass, a slender woman was wearing a long robe, and her chest was pierced by a knight's spear.

From the wound, crimson blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

The woman was wearing a badge, which seemed to be engraved with some kind of imprint.

Farther away, a group of figures that seemed to be knights stood there, quietly opposing the woman.

The spears were held in their hands, as if they could throw them anywhere.

The moment he saw the painting, Ya Mu felt a throbbing in his heart.

The weird feeling in my heart suddenly rose, and it intensified at this moment.

A premonition rose in Yamu's heart.

The strange feelings emerging from his body at this moment seem to come from this painting.

"What's the name of this painting?"

Standing where he was, he stared at the painting and asked the question.

The attendant on the side did not respond immediately, but was silent for a long time, and then spoke in an inexplicably hoarse voice: "Witch Hunt Night."

A witch hunt night?

witch?

From the title of the painting, Yamu quickly extracted the keywords.

"Witch."

Yamu stared at the painting, looking at the master who was bound to death by the knight's spear in the painting.

His mind slowly concentrated.

Unknowingly, the sight in front of him began to gradually change.

The vision in front of him began to blur.

In the painting, the originally distorted lines began to change and gradually became much clearer.

The abstract picture gradually changed, and with the spiritual mutation, the witch's appearance gradually became clear, and finally turned into a crazy and cold face.

She lay flat on the ground, as if she could smell the fresh air around her, which contained a strong smell of blood.

Not far away, there were only a few black shadows with blurred lines that turned into knights in exquisite armor.

They were armed with long guns, their bodies were full of powerful aura, and their stern faces were staring at the crazy witch in front of them.

And the witch was pierced by the spear, exuding an ominous aura all over her body.

She seemed to be dead, and her body was nailed to death by a spear on the spot, but she didn't seem to be completely dead, and her whole body was full of ominous charm.

And Yamu was in it, and at this moment, his whole spirit seemed to be swallowed up.

It wasn't until a long time later, I don't know how much time passed, that Yamu's spirit suddenly returned.

Intense panting sounds kept ringing on the spot.

He stood there, almost collapsed to the ground, and couldn't help panting heavily at this moment.

"That was just now."

Thinking back to the scene he had just seen, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"That's what happened."

Serona's voice came from the side.

Yamu raised his head subconsciously.

The entourage standing in front of him did not know when they had disappeared.

Solona stood quietly behind him, looking at him.

Her appearance was still the same as before, exquisite and beautiful, and she seemed to have an inexplicable aristocratic temperament.

Her vision, however, was different.

Having just experienced the previous scene, Yamu's spirit is a little sharp at this moment.

For some reason, from the sight of Serona in front of him, he could feel a strong sense of joy.

The other party is very happy?
why?
"Witch hunt night?"

After calming down a little, Yamu raised his head reluctantly and looked at Solona in front of him: "And this painting, what is it?"

"Just as you think."

Solona spoke softly: "In the past, on this continent, there was a kind of existence called wizards, and they ruled everything."

"Later, the knights united to overthrow the wizard's rule, and only then did everything created later."

"And this painting is the work left by a wizard in that period, and it also represents the epitome of that period."

Yamu raised his head and looked at the oil painting in front of him.

Opposite him, the oil painting was placed there, and it was still exuding that inexplicable fluctuation at this moment.

Compared to before, the mural at this moment has become a normal mural again, and it seems to be no different from other works.

"wizard."

At this moment, Yamu remembered the female corpse in the dense forest of Ximu Village.

Is the body of the suspected witch also a product of that period?
Yamu thought in his heart.

"Mr. Yamu, you are very special."

On the side, Serona's voice continued to come.

She looked at Yamu with an uncontrollable smile on her face: "You know, I have put this painting here since I got it, and it has been more than ten years now.

"But until now, only you can see those pictures."

(End of this chapter)