There is no hand withdrawn.

Freya looked up at the little feet with a complicated look.

It was a little girl wearing an aristocratic princess dress, her face was pale without a trace of blood, her big eyes were pitch black, and she looked at her with bare feet and a smile on her face, as if she still had a look of hope.

If it weren't for that cold and abnormal feeling, except for her appearance, this little girl seemed to be no different from an ordinary living person.

And the expression seems to be different from that of ordinary unconscious spirits.

Thinking about it, Freya suddenly smiled. "Little guy, what's your name, tell Sister Sù, my sister can play with you."

"Name?" Hearing Freya's question, the little girl was slightly stunned, and then actually showed a thoughtful look.

Sure enough, he may have the ability to think. Seeing the little girl's appearance, Freya felt as if she had guessed correctly.

If you don't have the promotion to a wizard, you might have to be afraid of facing this kind of ordinary spirit, but now you won't.

The powerful spiritual force field that lingers around the official wizard can be said to have a strong corrosive effect on the spirit body in essence, and the spell attack of positive energy can hit itself.

After all, spirits are only the embodiment of the spirit of a person after death, and the types are different.

The one in front of him seems to be the most ordinary spirit, not a resentful spirit with strong malice towards people.

Seeing the spirit standing on the bookshelf and thinking hard, Freya was not in a hurry, and continued to open the previous information box.

It's just that when she was about to open it, another pair of white and tender little feet suddenly appeared in front of her out of thin air.

"Sister, can you play with me?"

Same voice, same tone.

This made Freya slightly stunned. She looked up at the source of the voice, only to find that it was still the little girl.

The same dress and face, as well as the look of hope.

On the other side, the little spirit girl was still thinking hard and cute.

"This is ......," she frowned slightly. Something didn't feel right.

'Huh......'

A faint cool breeze blew through the ventilation system, causing the purple flames overhead to sway slightly.

A cold chill slowly enveloped her heart.

"Sister, can you play with me?"

Suddenly, another identical voice came from behind her.

Freya turned slowly, and there were two identical little girls, staring at her with hopeful eyes.

This made Freya subconsciously take two steps back. Looking at this strange thing with a slight frown.

'There are no evil thoughts, it's really just ordinary, but ...... Could it be my fault? ’。

Just as she was thinking, the same voice suddenly came out again, only this time it was a large one. It's like the overlap of many immature voices.

"Sister, can you play with me~"

The crisp children's voices are getting longer and longer, and in the end, they seem to be connected into a piercing and weird laughter, giggling.

Freya's brain was in a trance for a moment at the sound.

"Hmm..."

Instinctively covering her head, she saw in a trance in the cloudy vision that the entire huge bluestone room was full of the same little girl.

And stretched out his little white hand to grab her.

A strong cold aura pressed from all directions, like black cold tentacles caressing her whole body.

"Damn!!"

Freya, who was covering her head, waved her hand violently.

An invisible distorted force field suddenly erupted from her!

'Whew! ’

A slight thud swept through. These weird little girls melt as quickly as a snowdrift on a summer day.

After a while, the whole stone house was quiet again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Freya slowly lowered the hand covering her head. His eyes were a little cold.

There was still a mental force field around him that had not completely dissipated, making the air feel a little distorted.

"No, ordinary spirits don't have this ability at all, something should be interfering with it!"

Being able to influence the spirit of a full-fledged wizard is close to the level of a resentful spirit.

'Smack. ’

With a crisp snap of the fingers, six purple flames split out. Suddenly, the stone house brightened.

With the light brought by the purple pass, Freya's eyes scanned the surroundings. A faint cyan rune loomed in the bottom of his eyes.

The force field exploration of the gifted spells fills the entire stone house.

She didn't have to wait long for Freya to take shape. Then he walked straight to the last shelf.

Reaching out and gently caressing the bookshelf, a green light flashed.

The wooden bookshelves slowly moved open, revealing the shape underneath.

It was a gray-white trace, different from the surrounding bluestone slabs, as if it had been added later.

Seeing this, Freya's eyes lit up slightly.

In her field of vision, a distinctly black tentacle-like aura of evil thoughts emanated from the trace.

'Sure enough, there was something! ’

Thinking to herself, she slowly put her hand over the mark.

A thin 'buzzing' sound slowly emanated from her hand, and then Freya slammed into it.

'Click! ’

With a crisp sound, the mark suddenly cracked open a fine crack in the spider web, and quickly spread.

After a while, a small piece of pitch-black hollow was revealed.

A faint smell of decay mixed with black smoke emerged from the hollow.

Freya squinted slightly, letting the negative energy brush her cheeks.

In that hollow, there was a small dry skeleton.

Judging by her height and rotting coat, she was almost the same as the little girl she had just seen.

The dry bones are lying on their backs, with their hands crossed, and the spine of the skull and body twisted abnormally, apparently unnaturally dead.

What made Freya care was that there was a black slender key in the middle of the dry hands.

Faint runes could be seen in the middle of the key, and a faint breath of negative energy and evil thoughts emanated from it.

"That's what changed the nature of ordinary spirits." She muttered under her breath.

However, just as Freya was about to pull the key out, her wrist suddenly froze, as if it was being grasped by an invisible little hand.

"Do you want to protect this?" Freya stared at her wrist and frowned slightly. The voice was a little cold. "This thing is not something you can touch, I'm here to help you get rid of it!"

'Shhh ’

With a soft sound, Freya violently broke free of the coldness and pulled the key out of her arm bone.

As she pulled out the key, a small voice rang out from the bone.

"Sister. Not ......"

It was the little girl's voice, but it grew farther and farther away, and eventually dissipated completely.

Not paying attention to the whispering voice, Freya held the black key in her hand thoughtfully.

"In addition to being able to change the nature of the spirit, does it also have the power to condense the spirit?"

The black key was unusually cold, and the slightest evil thought twisted like a worm. Let the hand holding it have the illusion of a living creature.

I guessed the origin of this strange key.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she jerked her head up.

Her head was in a trance, just like it had been before, but it was much lighter than before.

in her field of vision. She suddenly found herself crouching in front of her, the little girl she had just seen.

However, it gradually became translucent, as if it had immediately dissipated.

"I... Can you look directly at the spirit? She blinked in shock.

Although he had been able to sense the position of the spirits and attract the attention of the spirits because of his own constitution, he had never been so clear.

As if she understood something, she lowered her head to look at the key in her hand, and then gently let go of her hand.

The little girl in front of her disappeared into thin air, and then she picked up the key again, and the little girl reappeared.

This kind of magical picture made her extremely curious.

And the dissipation that brought her this ability to look directly was the key in her hand.

But. Just as Freya was experimenting three times, the translucent little girl also completely dissipated, as the most ordinary spirit form. It is because of the condensation of this key that it can last for so long, otherwise, it is estimated that there will be no more at the time of death.

She looked calmly at the place where the little girl had disappeared, and then she took the key directly into her robe.

Half an hour later.

Freya walked out of the corridor alone.

Squinting slightly at the light outside, a tall soldier in silver-white armor stood at the door of the basement.

Seeing Freya walking out, she hurriedly greeted her and said respectfully.

"Mistress Freya. I'm the Lord of the Castle who arranged to protect you, and my name is Jace. If you have any requirements, you can also let me know. ”

"Oh, really?" She glanced at the soldier. Nodding slightly. "If you're tired, then take me to the city lord."

"Yes, sir." Jace saluted, then walked ahead to lead the way.

The castle of Raymond City is large and magnificent, and it also has a certain historical background, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the Angelian family.

It is said that the countess's family used to belong to the wizarding family, and it was only because of the decline of the blood relationship that they chose to develop in an ordinary city with poor resources for wizards.

The attendants and servants you meet along the way will salute the Jace guards in front of you, and you think that the status here is not low.

However, he cast curious eyes on Freya in the back.

But Freya didn't care.

For ordinary people, as long as it is not involved in a higher field, she will not care.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here abruptly.

No matter how powerful the power of mortals is, they will not have much influence on wizards.

And in some of the darker wizarding areas, some ordinary city people are even more dedicated to serving wizards, and at the same time, there is no freedom to speak of.

In this regard, Freya can be said to be more merciful.

'Now, the general direction is almost mastered, then the next thing is to slowly check one by one, if there is no accident, that guy will not be too far from this city, but this key ......'

She vaguely felt that this thing seemed to be able to solve her own physical problems, and what made her more interested was that looking at the appearance of this key, it was obviously not one.

Perhaps something can be learned from the countess. ’

After all, the countess was also a wizard apprentice anyway.

Fifteen minutes later.

In the ornate living room, the countess sits on a sofa in a lady's aristocratic suit, with delicate snacks and strong tea in front of the table.

It's just that the tea seems to be much cooler, and it seems that she has been waiting for a long time. (To be continued)