I have to say that Gregory is also blessed by the goddess of luck, the location of the Suzuka Chamber of Commerce is remote to avoid the scope of the big explosion, and his manor is outside the city of Vikz, which is completely unaffected.

The fat merchant lost only a few merchant ships in this incident, which was barely acceptable, and it was a blessing compared to those who were ruined at every turn.

However, it is a blessing or a curse, and some things cannot be escaped after all.

The sun was setting in the west, it was getting late, and it was not easy to find a carriage from Gregory Manor, which meant that the coachman would have to return to Vikz in the dark, and it was not uncommon for jackals and leopards to devour at night in this era.

But there was always the boldness, and when Roger called out the reward to five silver coins, at last a coachman was willing to pull the job, and the two men did not have much luggage, and soon the carriage creaked towards the fat merchant's estate.

Although the coachman was missing his front teeth, his speech was a little leaky, but he was indeed very talkative, and after learning that the destination of the two was the manor, his face changed slightly, and he persuaded: "Little brother, how can you think of going to that manor at such a time, it's unlucky. ”

"What? Could it be that it's haunted?"

Roger spoke casually, but the coachman nodded like garlic, "My relatives used to be attendants in that garden, and I heard that the owner of the manor was cursed by a ghost, and now he is half dead...... Oops, it's old and gloomy anyway. ”

Gregory's manor was gloomy or not, Roger didn't know, but the coachman's exaggerated body language was full of joy.

Seeing that Roger was unmoved, the coachman who seemed to be thinking about the two of them changed his words, "I still advise you, if there is anything to do quickly, I can wait there and go back to calculate your cheapness." ”

Well, the fox's tail is exposed, and this is soliciting.

Roger fooled around, no matter what the way he thought about it, he always had to meet Gregory.

Dealing with the possible investigation of the Hand of Offa is a trivial matter, and Roger mainly wants to borrow an ocean-going merchant ship from the Suzuka Chamber of Commerce to go to Alexia, which is imminent as the Vicz ban continues.

The carriage arrived at the gate of Gregory's manor earlier than expected, and after repeatedly confirming that Roger had no intention of returning to Wickz, the coachman drifted away in disappointment in the sunset.

The fat merchant's manor didn't look like much had changed, at least Roger didn't feel the obvious aura of the undead, Linda also confirmed this, and the gate of the manor was also an old acquaintance Andre who rushed to hear the news.

Andrei, who had not been seen for a long time, was still the same, but his expression was a little haggard, and the originally elegant squire now looked unkempt, and his hair was still curled on one side.

The most bizarre thing is that his body is wrapped under a thick coat like a shell, which makes Roger subconsciously glance at the sunny sunny day, which one is this guy?

Seeing Roger leading a strange woman over, Andre hurriedly came to the door with small steps, and the original impatience disappeared in an instant, making Roger can't help but admire how quickly this guy changes his face.

"Long time no see, but why are you alone? Gregory wouldn't be taking a nap at this time, would he?" Roger quipped.

Naturally, taking the bag in Linda's hand, Andre barely squeezed out a smile: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Roger, Master Gregory has some minor health problems, and he hasn't been able to see outsiders for a long time." ”

Hearing this, Roger and Linda glanced at each other and asked tentatively, "Could it be that he was cursed?"

Andre smiled bitterly: "If it's just an ordinary curse, I'm confident to try it, but now this one on the adult is really ...... You can come with me, and you will see it at a glance. ”

Roger frowned slightly, a second-order magician, although he is not as professional as a priest to clear curses, but it is still no problem to deal with ordinary undead demons, right?

Following André into the garden, Roger found that sure enough, the atmosphere had changed, there was not a single servant along the way, and the maids of the warblers and swallows had gone somewhere last time, and the manor even gave people an illusion, as if Andre was alone.

On both sides of the courtyard, the lush garden flower beds grew wantonly because no one pruned them, but some of the more delicate plants withered, and the shriveled flower bones drooped, and they were half-dead at first sight.

Following Roger's gaze, André smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, if you want to see the bauhinia, it may have to wait until next year, and a maid said that she saw a ghost in Lord Gregory's bedroom in the middle of the night, so I sent the servants, including the gardener, back to Vikz's station." ”

"Now I'm left alone in the manor to take care of Master Gregory. Andrei added with a wry smile.

And this kind of thing? Roger Mo rubbed his chin and became more and more interested.

As soon as she walked into the banquet hall last time, Linda, who had been silent, suddenly grabbed the corner of Roger's clothes and whispered that the strong evil aura here suffocated her.

And Roger sniffed for a long time, except for the pungent incense, what evil smell was there?

Calmed down a little anxious Linda, Roger didn't notice the appearance of this place last time, under the warm lighting, paintings of various ages hung on both sides of the corridor, including landscapes and portraits, portraits are the majority, and the exquisite brushwork seems to be expensive.

There weren't many other decorations, making it look like a quirky gallery, and Roger didn't expect the fat merchant to be a collector of paintings and calligraphy.

At the end of the corridor was Gregory's bedroom, where two beautifully carved doors were clasped together, and André stopped at the door, and Roger looked over him to see a thin layer of hoarfrost condensed on the metal handle of the door.

Linda swallowed it unconsciously, and the disgust in her heart became stronger and stronger, there was something extremely evil behind this door.

"Let me do it. ”

Gently pushing away Andre, who was a little hesitant, Roger pressed the handle himself, but this time he pushed the door open, Roger couldn't help but shudder.

No wonder Andre is like a bear, it was originally a bedroom with abundant light on the sunny side, but at this time it was like an ice cave!

The temperature is out of the realm of common sense, and the source of this anomaly is Gregory lying on the hospital bed.

The fat merchant lay on the soft bed, and the ice-cellar-like bedroom looked out of place, naked and sweaty, as if he had just been fished out of a water tank.

"A few days ago, I was able to deal with some documents from the Chamber of Commerce in front of me, but now I have been asleep for most of the day. ”

Andre, who had been prepared, handed over two thickened clothes in a timely manner, and Roger handed himself to Linda, and he took the lead in approaching and inspecting.

A rudimentary magic array lined the fat merchant's body, but the gem potions on those magic nodes were expensive, and although the patterns of the magic array were passed through the key runes, it could still be seen that this was a suppressed spell.

It seems that the Linghua Chamber of Commerce has found a high-level magician, and at least it should be proficient in alchemy circles and the like.

"But you're not treating the symptoms. ”

Mere suppression does not allow this kind of power.

Andre's lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but then he didn't say anything, just smiled wryly and asked Roger to come forward and check it himself.

The spiritual power wandered around, even Roger was a little incredulous, he finally understood why he was helpless against this, that evil aura was already bound together!

Generally speaking, after all, it is foreign, no matter how powerful it is, there will always be an invasion process from the outside in, and in the end, it will be cool to consume clean people.

I don't know where it came from, but it is intertwined like an appendage, constantly consuming life, and it is difficult to give up, and no one dares to guarantee that it will not hurt Gregory.

Gu Roger knew that there were indeed several kinds of high-level magic that could achieve this effect, but the person who mastered this magic could pinch this dead fat man to death with one finger, so why use this way?

Even if it's for torture, the reason is too far-fetched.

From Andre's invisible angle, the magic converges on Roger's right eye, and the ability to see through it helps Roger.

To Roger's surprise, a hideous pitch-black skeleton clings to Gregory's body, this is the embodiment of the curse, what really surprises Roger is that the dark green unknown power lingers on his body, and the pitch-black bone frame takes root in his body like a plant, showing a strange scene of death and life coexisting.

It's natural energy? No wonder this is the case, but how can this annoying breath be so familiar?

Before Roger could think about it next, the skull that was originally curled up on Gregory in a subtle posture suddenly turned its head around, and in the hollow eye sockets, the dark green flames suddenly ignited!

"Stand back, everybody!"

It is not known why the cursed aura that had been lurking for so long suddenly erupted, but it is certain that it may have something to do with Roger's observation.

The already cold temperature in the bedroom suddenly dropped by several degrees, and the whirlwind that rolled up in the white carried ice ballast, and the whirlwind blew the books in the bedroom all over the sky.

Fortunately, there are not many servants, and the people present more or less have supernatural powers, or they will cause another storm.

The supernatural power of the curse slowly drew an eerie skeleton in the air, and it rose from its body, those tiny roots growing, and the pitch-black leaves were like countless pipes drawing life force from Gregory's body.

Roger wasn't surprised.

"Heh, it's really brainless, if you keep that state, I might not be able to, but since you have an entity, then it's better to die!"

The silver vulture was taken out by Roger with his backhand, dealing with the undead without the blessing of the clergy, Mithril, but the magical creation created by the Source Elves was still possible, and Roger was secretly glad that he had retrieved the dagger from Josel Jass before the encounter.

The magic power flowed into the dagger without hindrance, and the superior magic performance made the blade infinitely elongated, and the flames were particularly dazzling in the cold!

The bedroom wasn't spacious, and Roger sprinted in front of the undead phantom, the flowing flaming dagger swirling around him in an orange glow.

Although the magic was not as direct as the Holy Light, the skull that was hit wailed was not split in two, but the roots were indeed split in two in an instant.

Suddenly, a shrill wail came from the skull.

Banshee howling? Am I not dealing with an undead skeleton? Roger felt his eardrums, even if they were calm, and his ears were filled with buzzes.

Souls trembled slightly.

"Holy Spirit blessing!" After the battle of the space bubble, Linda can be regarded as having experienced actual combat, and helped Roger use magic to resist as soon as possible.

Turning around and giving Linda a grateful smile, Andre also recovered from the howl, Andrei didn't expect to take a sharp turn and was not ready for battle, but quickly peeled off the bangs, and the vertical pupils hidden in the center of the eyebrows suddenly opened!

Sademanra Dementor!