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Chapter 17 Attending the Meeting (Follow-up Reading on Tuesday)

After declining the request to go back to the manor with Morrison, Ryan and Harvey watched each other leave the classroom.

"What do you think?" Harvey turned to look at Ryan.

"Either it's a wraith or a curse." Ryan shook his head. "Based on my current understanding, it seems that only these two things can cause this effect."

Harvey took Ryan's words and said: "The probability of the Wraith is not high. If he is really entangled by the Wraith, there should be residual breath on him."

"Do you think it's a curse?" Ryan frowned slightly. If it was a curse, it would be more difficult. He didn't know much about curses.

"I'm not sure." Harvey shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Morrison is just an ordinary person. After half a month of nightmares, he is only mentally depressed. Even if it is really a curse, the strength of the person who cast the curse is not strong." Where to go."

"The point is that this Mr. Morrison is a Sir."

Harvey poked Ryan with his elbow and emphasized: "The kind of jazz who is especially rich."

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Ryan glanced at Harvey, who was winking. He couldn't figure out how this guy became a priest.

After returning to the room, Ryan decided to trust Harvey's judgment. After all, although this guy is out of tune, he must have more experience in this area than him.

If Mr. Morrison was really cursed, the person who cast the curse should not be too far away, so it would be too conspicuous for him to wear a priest's robe.

Taking off the priest's robe, Ryan took out a white shirt and black trousers from the closet. This combination will never be outdated on any occasion.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ryan always felt that something was missing.

"I'm missing a hat." Ryan searched in the cabinet and found a flattened bowler hat, which hadn't been used for a long time.

Ryan patted the non-existent dust on the top hat, put it on his head and looked in the mirror again.

In the mirror, he looked like an elegant gentleman, and a wand of half a meter was barely enough to be used as a decorative wand.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ryan twisted the handle to open the door and walked towards the outside of the church.

Walking out of the church, Ryan suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, and there was still a lot of rain left over from the rain on the slate floor in the morning.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he left the Holy Light Church after coming to Layton City.

It's around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ryan looked at the endless stream of pedestrians on the road, and he was a little bit troubled. If he knew it, he would have asked Mr. Morrison to wait for him.

Now that there is no free ride, he can't go back to the Holy See to find a carriage, right?
While Ryan was hesitating, a carriage suddenly drove towards him not far away.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dylan." The groom in front of the carriage skillfully stopped the horse in front of Ryan.

"You are?" Ryan frowned slightly, looking suspiciously at the middle-aged man driving the carriage, who was still wearing a white shirt and tuxedo.

It looks like a butler's outfit.

"I am Sir Morrison's butler. The Sir ordered me to wait in the church to pick you up to the manor."

"Mr. Morrison?" Ryan was taken aback. It seemed that the other party was really tormented by the nightmare and couldn't stand it. He even specially arranged a carriage to wait for him at the door of the church.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Ryan nodded and got on the carriage.

This is a carriage with two horses and four wheels. The interior of the carriage is not only soft, but even decorated with silk.

Mr. Harvey was right, this Sir Morrison was indeed rich.

As the butler began to control the carriage, Ryan opened the curtains, and the sun after the rain slanted from the sky into the carriage.

Sir Morrison's manor is a little far from the church. After all, the location where the Holy Light is located is almost the most prosperous place in the entire city. The rooms here can be said to be expensive.

Even if Sir Morrison is rich, it is unlikely to buy a manor in the center of the city.

Speechless all the way.

After driving for more than an hour, the carriage finally arrived at the east area of ​​Layton City, where most of the nobles in Layton City lived.

"Mr. Dylan, we've arrived at the manor." The butler's voice came from the front of the car.

"Excuse me, Mr. Butler."

Ryan pressed his top hat with his left hand and leaned down from the carriage. A manor house with a gorgeous and exquisite architectural style appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a large grassland not far away.

Speaking of a manor, it can only be regarded as a villa with a relatively large yard, but being able to own such a large piece of land in the east of the city is enough to show the strength of the opponent.

After Ryan got off the car, a servant greeted him and guided him to the reception area of ​​the villa.

Entering the villa, Morrison walked over in an expensive suit.

Morrison first glanced at Ryan's clothes in surprise, and then saluted with his hands on his chest.

"Good evening, Mr. Lane."

"If you don't come again, I'm going to go to church to spend the night with the cheek."

"Good evening, Sir Morrison." Ryan smiled slightly.

When Morrison returned home, he seemed to have removed his makeup, and his expression looked much more sluggish than when he was in church.

"I've prepared a dinner for you. Let's start again after sharing dinner?" Morrison tentatively asked.

"You can arrange it, I have no objection." Ryan smiled.

Although Morrison looked very bad, he was not in a hurry for these three or two hours. During the time before dinner, he could just go around the villa and see if he could find any clues.

"Sure enough, I read it right today. You look like an elegant gentleman after changing your priest's robe. If I didn't know you, I would only think you were a nobleman." Morrison sighed.

"Sir Morrison, there is still time for dinner, why don't I visit your manor first?"

Ryan smiled slightly and did not continue to be polite. After all, he is not really here as a guest, and completing the commission is the top priority.

"Of course no problem, please allow me to introduce my collection to you." Morrison nodded.

Ryan spent nearly an hour browsing most of the entire villa, but he didn't find any clues.

"It's a little strange." Ryan frowned slightly. It was expected that he didn't find any traces of the wraith, but there seemed to be no curse in the villa.

According to Harvey's analysis, the person who cast the curse should not be very strong, so there should be some clues left in the villa.

Things like the medium of the spell or the traces left by the caster.

For low-level curses, the caster cannot be too far away from the cursed person, and it is even very possible to be in this manor.

"Mr. Lane, dinner is ready." Morrison interrupted Lane's thoughts.

"We'll talk about other things later, food is always worth living up to, what do you think?"

"Just arrange it as you wish, Sir Morrison." Ryan nodded thoughtfully.

　Thanks to Ant for the monthly pass.

　　Today is Tuesday, please also please turn to the last page to follow the update page.

　　Although there was no chance for anyone to see it, hahaha.

　　Then the style of these chapters has changed a little bit, and it will be a bit more verbose, because Erzhu said that I didn’t describe it, so I tried to add some, I don’t know how everyone feels.
　　
　
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