Fairy’s Box

Looking at the green grassy courtyard, he looked at the scorching sun in the sky in a trance. He was a little dazzled by the dazzling light, and a sweet female voice suddenly came out from behind him:

"Are? Why are you here?"

Turning around, she found that Charlene was holding a flower basket in her hand, looking at herself in surprise.

"I am back?"

The black-haired knight showed a surprised expression, hurried forward, hugged the green-haired girl who was moving, and said with some hesitation:

"I just went to a strange place..."

"Know."

"Know?" He let go of Yiren in his arms and stared at him suspiciously: "What do you know?"

"You were walking in the courtyard just now, but now you are on the top floor. With this lost face, something must have happened. And you have something in your hand..."

Charlene raised her eyebrows as she spoke, her green eyes looking at the object in his hand.

thing?

Only then did Yale realize that the kerosene lamp and the stone animal head he was carrying were still there, especially the lamp, which was lit just now, but has now gone out.

"Where have you been?" she asked worriedly.

"I think, I may have crossed..." The black-haired knight used a rare word to explain his experience.

"Transmigration?" Charlene fluttered her eyes, unable to understand the meaning of the word for a while.

"Just now I seem to have reached an illusion, and I seem to have returned to a long time ago... At that time, the mansion was very dilapidated. I saw strange trees that sucked human blood, ponds that eat people, and evil spirits that I couldn't see clearly. Then I followed the evil and entered this house, which was still a deserted house at the time. I got this lamp in the wall, and after groping to the top floor, I saw a few dark shadows building a tomb... Then It came back out of nowhere."

In the end, he still looked inexplicable, he came back so unknowingly, will he be swept back unknowingly one day?

"It's incredible. The green-haired girl rubbed her head, as if digesting the information she just received.

"All in all, the secret of this mansion seems to be far more than what we have seen. I will ask Sebastian if he knows something." Yale carried a kerosene lamp and a stone The head of the beast walked downstairs alone.

"My most wise and benevolent master, why do you still have me in your hand?" After seeing him on the stone pillar, Sebastian was still far away, so he couldn't wait to send warm greetings,

"…"

The black-haired knight suddenly felt that there was no need to ask, but still holding a bit of luck, he raised the two utensils in his hand and asked, "Do you know the origin of these two things?"

"Not at all." The stone animal head said the expected standard answer.

"Think about it carefully, don't worry about this head, do you still have an impression of this kerosene lamp?" He continued to ask reluctantly.

"Oh? Think about it carefully, where have I seen this lamp?" Sebastian showed a thoughtful look. After pondering for a while, he suddenly showed an embarrassed expression:

"Please give me a little time, most likely I saw it a long time ago, a memory that requires patience."

"No problem, I'll leave them here to help you remember." At the same time as Yale spoke, he put the kerosene lamp and another stone head on the window sill, and told it before leaving:

"If you recall any details, let me know as soon as possible."

"As ordered."

Sebastian stared at the kerosene lamp condescendingly, showing a contemplative look, as if he was looking through the memories of the past.

…

"What about you, Albert, what do you know?" On the way to the hall, Yale took out the crystal bottle in his pocket and said to the resentful spirit sealed in the bottle.

After twisting the cap of the bottle, he thought that the other party would die without speaking, or yell at him, but unexpectedly, the resentful spirit showed a happy expression and screamed at himself:

"You're being watched, you're being watched by Glamorgan's true curse!"

"What is that?" he demanded quickly.

"It is the source of all curses, and you will become one of us!" Albert roared with laughter, and suddenly rushed to the mouth of the bottle, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of the seal.

Click-!

Yale didn't give him this chance, he closed the bottle again, turned back with a dignified expression and walked back to the second floor.

"My most kind and wise master, your stupid servant can't remember, please give me a little more time." Seeing him leaving and returning, Sebastian mistook him for the progress of his memory, and immediately said apprehensively.

"It's not about this."

The black-haired knight took out the crystal bottle and pinched it at his fingertips:

"Albert knows about the source of the curse. I want you to help me interrogate everything it knows. If you can do it, then you are the steward of this mansion."

"Please leave it to me!" it exclaimed happily.

"What are you going to do with only one head?" He looked at each other in confusion.

"My esteemed master, stupid Albert is very weak now. He is not my opponent. If you can, please open the seal of the bottle."

Sebastian's face is full of eagerness at the moment. He expects that this day is not a day or two. Before, he only dared to hide this idea carefully in his heart, but now he can put it into practice.

This feeling is really great!

"very good."

He opened the bottle cap according to his words, and Albert took the opportunity to rush out of the crystal bottle and was about to flee, but unexpectedly the stone animal head took a big mouth and directly inhaled it.

"This...takes...a little while," it mumbled as it chewed.

"I can wait."

The black-haired knight swung out his falcon sword, plucked Sebastian from the stone pillar, took it in his hand and walked towards the hall.

…

At this time, in the hall, several hot dishes were already placed on the long dining table. Due to the shortage of supplies, everything could only be kept simple. Charlene and Bagg were waiting around the dining table for him.

Grubby, who was carrying the saddle, was panting and limp to the side, looking like he was being tossed a lot. Under the service of two ghost maids, he swallowed clean water and salted fish.

Yale is very satisfied with what happened. Although he is still an empty lord, the rules and etiquette must be set first, otherwise it means that there will be no respect and order, which is very unfavorable to rule.

According to the vassal laws and etiquette, Charlene is the future hostess, and of course she can join the table. Bagg is a nominal vassal and can also join the table, but Grubby is just a hired servant, and there is no reason to join the table.

Unless the aquatic horse is transformed and becomes a guest invited by him.

Walking to the side of the dining table, a ghost maid came over with a copper basin filled with clear water, and Yale put Sebastian, who was chewing the spirit of grief, on the dining table. After cleaning his hands, he took the first place:

"let's start."

The appetites of the three are very good. The black-haired knight is ambitious and ready to lay a foundation. Charlene finally has her own love nest. Bagg is full of enthusiasm for becoming an official.

After eating the first lunch in Glamorgan, the black-haired knight did not announce the dismissal, waiting for the ghost maids to clean up the table, and turned his attention to Miss Headless Knight:

"Bag, do you know the origin of those jack-o-lanterns?"

Bagg picked up the small blackboard hanging on his chest and quickly wrote a sentence: "They claim to be the furniture of Lord Beverly, and all servants of Earl Glamorgan. I can feel that they are not malicious."

"Furniture... how much?"

"I didn't pay attention." Miss Selti raised the blackboard shyly.

"It doesn't matter, count them in the afternoon and collect them, I will be useful." Yale signaled her not to care, and ordered the other party's first task.

"What are you doing to count those pumpkin lanterns, are you a guard of honor?" Charlene asked puzzled.

"Slave," he replied in astonishing words.

"Slave, what do you want a group of resentful spirits to do?" The green-haired girl was confused again.

"The construction of any territory is inseparable from labor, but Glamorgan is different. It is not suitable for human survival. Then we can only seek other labor. Looking around, the only objects that can be regarded as labor are only resentful spirits. ." The black-haired knight explained patiently.

"You want to build your territory with a group of jack-o-lanterns?" Charlene's eyes widened in surprise.

"If I have a chance, I will find other monsters to supplement it. Anyway, my Glamorgan can't just be a wasteland in name. I want to run it into a real territory, not only to build, but also to pay taxes! "He expounded his ideals in high spirits.

"Where does the tax come from?" Miss Selty held up the blackboard.

"Although we don't have human residents here, we can still develop some special industries. Even if these grievances are allowed to cultivate wasteland, there will definitely be corresponding harvests."

Yale is full of confidence in this. In fact, he already has several preliminary plans in mind.

However, the premise of all getting rich is infrastructure construction, and at least the roads must be built, otherwise, even if the farming yields fruit, it will not be shipped out, or it will not be shipped out in time.

"But there is still a curse..." Charlene reminded hesitantly, fearing that it would hurt his enthusiasm.

"Of course we must guard against the curse, but we can't just do this. Next, I will visit all the sources of the curse and try to sort out the solutions as much as possible."

The black-haired knight tightened his brows and looked at the stone animal head with some headache.

Take it slow, there is no way to be in a hurry.

He turned his attention to Bagg again, and decided to mobilize the enthusiasm of the headless horsewoman and give her a promotion: "Bagger Knight, from now on, I will appoint you as the city defense officer of Glamorgan, and your subordinates are all jack-o-lanterns for the time being! "

"It's an honor!" The effect was outstanding, and Miss Guan Fan was already trembling with excitement.