The door opened, and Yang Hao walked in with a sinking face, the nobleman's task was the most troublesome, and he rarely explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly, because most of them were hidden ugliness.

Although he knew this, Yang Hao was still very uncomfortable in his heart!

"Baron Anderson, do you know the task that the wizard has given me?"

Anderson's back was close to the back of the chair to prevent himself from making faceless movements under Yang Hao's momentum: "Ensure the inheritance of my family's bloodline." ”

"I'm sure you know what that means."

"It's... Yes. ”

Yang Hao's momentum became more and more vigorous, and Anderson stumbled uncontrollably.

"Then don't say it quickly!" Yang Hao suddenly burst into tears, and at the same time used another small trick used by sound waves - the sound of shock.

Anderson lost his mind, slid off his chair, and sat down on the floor.

His eyes were glazed for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and laughed, which grew more and more miserable, until at last he became in pain, tears and snot flowing, like a wild dog.

Anderson usually pays the most attention to his aristocratic appearance, which shows how much he has been hit in his heart.

After crying for a while, he laughed again and said, "Geralt, do you understand my despair? No! You won't understand! Why? My ancestors were wizards, so why don't I have talent?! It's not fair! ”

Anderson looked like a demon, his face was distorted, his red eyes looked directly at Yang Hao, and he was no longer afraid of the power that Yang Hao exuded.

"I don't want to see your inner drama! Tell me the truth, or I'll kill you!" ”

Yang Hao directly drew out the big sword and put it on Anderson's neck, and the bloody mouth that the blade slid open made him sober up a lot.

As it turned out, Anderson wasn't a tough baron, or rather he wasn't now.

So Yang Hao got the information he wanted:

More than ten years ago, Pizarro, who was still an ordinary gangster, was obsessed with the occult and found a box in the lake by chance.

Inside the box is a mysterious oil paint.

Pizarro still has some common sense, he did not touch the oil paint, but first experimented with animals.

As soon as the paint touched the fingers of the mouse, it swam all over the body as if it were alive, and the mouse did not show any abnormality during this time.

However, a few minutes later, the mouse suddenly let out a weak scream, and the flesh and blood of its whole body shrank rapidly, and finally there was not even ash left, and the total amount of oil paint increased by an insignificant trace.

Pizarro's curiosity was aroused by the mysterious sight, and he approached Anderson with the paints, claiming that it was a witchcraft power that ordinary people could master, but it was not yet stable and needed funds to study.

Troubled by his lack of wizarding talent, Anderson immediately saw it as a lifesaver, the last fig leaf.

Without a full investigation, Pizarro was given large sums of money.

As a gangster, Pizarro has only a handful of mystical knowledge, and there are many mistakes, and he can't study anything at all.

But his strange behavior attracted the attention of the dark forces in the city.

They are a cultist who call themselves the Voyed cult, they have few members and no superior force, but they are quite knowledgeable in occult knowledge.

Anderson is a baron after all, he knows the details of this group of cultists, and he also understands that their purpose will not be simple, but the hope that cannot be touched is like a carrot hanging in front of the donkey's mouth, leading him deeper and deeper into the darkness.

Until one day he came into contact with an inexplicable existence that seemed to contain hostility and touched the talisman pendant left by his ancestors.

It was only after that incident that he came to his senses, gradually alienated Pizarro, and set out to crack down on the exposed Woyd cult.

After so many years, the city has always been peaceful, except for the addition of a clown mercenary group, it can be regarded as peaceful.

However, a week ago, on the night his son was killed, he was again attacked by the unknown being.

The shield generated by the talisman pendant almost cracked, and Anderson, whose life was threatened, hurriedly asked for help.

Because of his participation in the cult, he chose to hide the truth of the matter, but when Yeda came back and told him Yang Hao's day's itinerary, he didn't take chances.

…

Yang Hao sat on the chair next to him and went through the information he had obtained today in his mind, and he found that the source of all the strange things was that lake!

Yang Hao was about to ask, but saw the title of the book on Anderson's knee - "Lawrence's Freshwater Lake".

It turned out that he was ready.

After spending another hour flipping through the book, Yang Hao didn't get much useful information.

Much of the book deals with the importance of the Nameless Lake to Lawrence, bringing merchants and wealth.

Another most notable is an organization called the Lakers.

This group behaves in a manner similar to that of the ascetics, who exist to protect the Nameless Lake, live incognito, do not appear in front of people, and live a very hard life.

So the group faded into the shadows of history, and they were never seen again for just a few decades.

This is very interesting, Yang Hao recognizes the importance of the nameless lake to the economy of the small town, it can indeed bring wealth, but you have all chosen the life of an ascetic, which means that you are all a group of people with faith, so you must not want this!

The Lakekeepers may not exist to protect the Nameless Lake, but to achieve their true purpose by protecting the Nameless Lake.

Later, Yang Hao asked about the antique vase, and Anderson said he didn't know.

Yang Hao estimated that he couldn't squeeze out useful information, so he enjoyed a simple dinner under the service of the servants.

Unfortunately, the firelight outside disturbed Yang Hao's interest.

The place where the fire caught fire seemed to be the clown's casino, and Yang Hao, who realized this, immediately got up.

Yang Hao: "..."Damn, I'm so anxious!" Do it before it's completely dark!

When we arrived at the scene, the fire in the casino was out of control, and many people were busy fighting the fire, and the fire spread to the ground.

Yang Hao pulled a young man to inquire about the situation, the identity of the nobleman played a role again, and the young man honestly explained everything he saw.

In the evening, a group of people in black robes rushed into the casino and killed people when they saw them, they all hid, and rushed out to put out the fire when they smelled the scorching smell, and the black robes had already left.

And unfortunately, no one escaped from the fire, which means...

Just as Yang Hao sighed, a man who stumbled and had the smell of garbage on his body hobbled towards him.

That man was a mouse!

"Help... Save me. ”

After saying this, the mouse was exhausted and fainted to the ground.

Yang Hao's eyes shrank, and while he stepped forward to check, he fired ultrasonic reconnaissance around, and he thought that the rat was a trap.

But clearly, he was wrong. In addition to the people who put out the fire, only he and the rats are the most special.

"Catch you sooner or later!"

Yang Hao was a little annoyed.