"Diocesan Sixth Morgue? I've heard the name......"

Huggins said to Rousseau: "That place has long been abandoned, and I have seen it from the outside, both in terms of the form of the building and the size of the area, it is very suitable for running a hotel." ”

Rousseau was a little worried: "But, even then, we will not be able to get the right to operate there. ”

Huggins shook his hand: "Have you forgotten that the battle of Taylor City will start soon, although the mansion is now owned by the church, but it will not be long before His Majesty's army defeats Taylor City, it will become the property of the Holy King." ”

"If it's the right to operate, I'm in trouble with Alfonso, the commander of the Knights, and if I intercede, he should sell me this face. ”

"But we have to move fast, I'm sure there must be a lot of people in that house who are worried about it, and maybe the big chambers of commerce in the twilight west will be our competitors. ”

Rousseau sighed, "My lord, if you hadn't given up those properties in Twilight City, our lives would not be so difficult now. ”

Huggins suddenly became serious: "Rousseau, listen, those operations in Twilight City are all His Majesty's grace to us. ”

"In the past, when we worked for His Majesty, he turned a blind eye to our livelihood in the city. Now that we have been exiled for our ineffective handling of the rebellion in Twilight, it is a blessing that Your Majesty did not punish us, and we must never get involved in the affairs of the city again. ”

"I see. ”

Hudgens patted Rousseau on the shoulder: "You can rest assured at home, I will go to the Earl's Mansion tonight to have a look, if the interior decoration and arrangement of items meet the requirements, I think as long as you prepare for a week or two, the hotel will be officially opened." ”

Rousseau asked, "Do you mean to go there tonight?"

Huggins laughed, "I inquired beforehand, and the soldiers of the church evacuated a few weeks ago. ”

After comforting Rousseau a few more words, Huggins dressed himself and went out of the back room and said to Rousseau's mother, "Don't worry, everything will be fine." ”

Rousseau's mother, the old woman who always looked kind and kind, carefully took out the badge engraved with the dragon's head from her chest and said softly: "May the Holy King bless you." ”

Late that night.

Changing into a black cape and wearing a half-hung mask, Huggins followed the wall and cautiously walked to the side door of Zikel's mansion.

Crouching down, Huggins rummaged through the dirt on the ground and found two indistinct ruts.

"Isn't there no one living here?" Huggins said to himself, "but the ruts are new, and the goods are being carried...... It's heavy, could it be a thief who steals something?"

Using his power-boosting ability, Huggins figured out where to settle down and climbed over a gap in the side wall to find his way to the mansion's garden.

To his surprise, the garden was not overgrown with weeds as he had imagined, and as far as the eye could see, there were dead plants everywhere.

Huggins frowned, looked at the ancient mansion that looked like a sleeping beast in the night, and paused for a long time.

Climbing up the low wall, and then up to the attic through the gap in the wall, Huggins found a broken window and carefully climbed inside.

Stepping into the attic of the old mansion, Huggins' nose rushed into a familiar smell, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Lighting the torch in his arms and lighting the torch he carried with him, Huggins walked down the attic stairs to the hallway on the third floor, and the clutter everywhere made him whisper, "It looks like those bastards in the church have cleaned everything of value." ”

On the wall are the portraits of the former owners of the mansion, which look particularly strange in the faint light of the fire.

"A few years ago, these people were the most famous nobles in Taylor. Huggins shook his head: "Now, I'm afraid it's all a pile of dry bones." ”

Following the spiral staircase, Huggins walked to the lobby on the first floor, where the magnificent layout and well-preserved decoration made him very satisfied with the mansion.

"It doesn't take much to make this place look new. When His Majesty's army captures the city, it will soon prosper, just like the Silver Ring. Huggins let out a long sigh: "This can be regarded as finding a way for Rousseau and them to live." ”

Just as he was about to leave, some small, strange voices came from underground.

"Underneath, I remember, were the cellars and basements. Later, it was converted into a temporary morgue. ”

Huggins circled around the first floor and finally found the entrance to the basement at the end of the hallway in the side hall.

Looking at the iron lock on the iron door of the basement, Huggins first leaned his ears up to listen for a while, and then used his power-enhancing ability to directly remove the rusty iron lock.

Pushing open the iron door, the strong stench of corpses made Huggins take several steps back.

"If you really want to open a hotel here, it's definitely a big problem to deal with the corpses here. ”

Huggins grunted and lifted his collar upwards to cover his mouth and nose.

Walking into the dimly lit cellar, there were stretchers used to carry corpses, scattered clothes, and some human limbs and bones, but Huggins thought it was a little strange, and after walking for a long time, he didn't see a complete corpse.

Walking through the long underground passageway, Huggins reached the very center of the underground cellar – an intricately designed elevator.

Looking at the complex and huge lift platform in front of him, Huggins smacked his tongue a little: "I never thought it would be so big here." ”

Looking closer, Huggins noticed something wrong.

This elevator platform does not look like the original thing of this ancient mansion at all, but more like a work that was completed in a hurry a month ago.

On the stand of the lift platform was marked a sentence, and Huggins held the torch and looked at it carefully, but it was two sentences, one in Latin, and the other in Southern Imperial Chinese.

Huggins didn't know much Latin, but he knew this one.

"Live to die. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge wind pressure in the darkness hit Huggins.

Huggins, who was already on high alert, rolled forward, dodging the attack behind him, but the torch in his hand also fell to the ground.

Looking at the huge silhouette of the enemy in the darkness, Huggins, who had lost his vision, said in frustration, "I knew this was the case, I should have been inoculated with a night vision ability in Twilight City." ”

There was a loud bang, and the ground where Huggins was originally located was smashed into a large crater by the attackers.

With his reflexes he had honed over time, Huggins kicked his feet and dodged the attacker's second attack in the nick of time.

Feeling the impact of the flying sand, Huggins' eyes widened, and he secretly said in his heart, what a lot of power.

"Stop! Marcos!"

An old voice came from the direction of the lift, stopping the attackers.

Hearing this, Huggins turned his head in disbelief.

"Myris?"