The old butler, Lien, really has no sense of existence. After Carrick recovered, he visited him with Alice, hoping that he would get better sooner and be able to share some of the work. But this old man, lying in bed, was constantly coughing and panting like a bellows, and looked terrible about to go to God.

Although Lien was terminally ill, it was useless for the castle and only added to the burden. But the kind Alice still treated her with courtesy, and specially sent an old maid to serve her life. This is definitely the best benevolence and righteousness for a subordinate who serves the aristocracy.

But today's strange behavior shows that things are not so simple. It can be seen that his legs and feet are not very neat, but he is far from being bedridden. If Alice hadn't specially arranged for Linda to live in the workshop, Lien would have easily broken into it and obtained the information of the 'antidote'.

Thousands of precautions, home thieves are difficult to prevent. Regardless of the intentions of the steward of Lien, the stay of such a person who is unfaithful to the lord in the castle is a potential hidden danger.

After looking at the mental value, minus the 20 points consumed by the split [Essence Touch] last night, plus today's fixed 5 points, and Alice's faith reaching more than 30% of the additional 1 point, there are still 17 mental points in total. There is only 3 points missing, Qin Song is slightly regretful, the ancient god's [Insight Eye] and [Resonance Thalamus] are all aimed at beautiful girls, not bad old men.

Only the descendants of Krem transformed by the [Fission Touch] of the Splitting Tentacles, such as the Gu Heart Demon, the Heart Snatcher, the Listening Demon, etc., have different functions, and can move freely from the ontology, which is highly targeted and has a wide range of applicability. It can be described as a necessary magic skill to scare people, instigate bewitchment, surveillance and eavesdropping, and kill people.

Before that, Qin Song spent all his energy on cultivating feelings with beautiful girls. If it weren't for Lane's misdeeds, his next upgrade would still be to choose between [Eye of Insight] or [Resonant Thalamus], cultivating faith as soon as possible and developing more witches.

But now, Qin Song decided to change direction.

You must know that strong fortresses are often breached from within, and unstable factors like Lien, lurking around Alice, may be a time bomb that leads to a total collapse.

However, Qin Song was very curious, with Elion's age and identity, even if he got the formula for the 'antidote', what could he do? Or was there other masterminds behind him?

In the face of any stumbling block that hindered his progress, Qin Song would not be merciful. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have [Fission Touch], even if he goes into battle in person, Qin Song wants him to see the horror of the tentacle monster.

Lion Wade, the personal servant of the Blackstone Lord Jarrot in his youth, was a shrewd and fickle man, and had been the steward of Blackstone Castle since he was thirty years old, responsible for managing the farmstead's taxes, as well as the castle's finances, and was deeply trusted by Jarrot. However, Leon was selfish by nature, greedy, and his hands and feet were not clean, and he used his power to secretly embezzle castle goods and hide them in his small treasury.

After Jarot's death, he knew that Blackstone was doomed.

The so-called loyalty is just that the bargaining chips for betrayal are not enough. Once someone shows enough chips, loyalty can be completely forgotten, at least for Steward Lean. He was nearly fifty years old, the age of the Dark Ages, which was about to enter the grave, but he did not want to die yet, and he had a son - Starn.

Stahn did not inherit his shrewdness and cunning, he was born stupid and dull, and he also suffered from leprosy, which caused his face to be ugly, and his legs and feet were somewhat disabled. As a result, Starn had no chance of inheriting his position as a steward, and could not even do the work of a man under the castle, so he had to go to the farm to be a hungry farmer.

And the treasure that Lien embezzled was for his son, but he never felt that it was enough. Until one day, his chance came. The man promised him that he would be given a great fortune as soon as he fulfilled his orders, and that his son would also be taken care of.

This opportunity was full of temptation, and after Jarot's death, when Leah was not fully in control of the castle's finances, he fostered even greater greed for his son Stane, prompting him to be even more blatant. However, after Leah sorted out the accounts herself, she became aware of his corruption and quietly deprived him of his power.

Realizing that his corruption would sooner or later be discovered, and the vault might also be confiscated, Lein had to take the risk and choose to betray the Sander family completely.

Lying on the bed, Lien did not fall asleep, and he couldn't figure out how Alice had lifted the curse of the sea god over and over again. When he learns that Karrick is infected with the curse of the sea god, Ryan is overjoyed and hopes that Karrick will die sooner, which will be of great benefit to his master's plans.

But just the other day, the old maid accidentally mentioned that Karrick had regained his health and moved back to the castle. This surprised him, he didn't believe that anyone could lift the curse of the sea god, how was this possible?

It wasn't until Alice and Carrick came to visit him that he realized it was all true—Alice had the antidote to the Poseidon's curse, and the workshop where the antidote was concocted was not far from his room.

The cunning Lion realizes the great value of the 'antidote', and if he can provide the recipe to his master, then he will get even greater wealth!

It's just a pity that there seems to be a special person guarding the workshop and carrying a hound. Lien gritted his teeth and thought that this must have been the idea of the damn Karrick.

O curse of the sea god, why didn't you send Karrick to the grave. Lying in the dark, Lien cursed viciously, his heart had long been filled with jealousy and greed, and anyone who stood in the way of his wealth should die. Including Alice, including Leah, all of them are damned!

When the ...... An abrupt voice rang out in the room, so piercing in the silence of the night.

"Who? Who's where?"

Lion stopped cursing and followed the sound to look over, but his weakened eyesight prevented him from penetrating the darkness. It must be a damn mouse, he thought to himself, and didn't pay much attention.

But when he lay down again, and the moment he looked up, there seemed to be a black mass on the gray roof, moving in a strange way.

Lion rubbed his eyes, and the black shadow that seemed to be covered with tentacles hung upside down from the roof, as if it would fall down and hit his face at any moment.

"Something!"

Lean's scalp tingled, and he hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, trembling his hands and feet and began to fumble with flint velvet on the table, ready to light the candle. However, no matter how he groped on the table, the familiar position, the familiar thing, was nowhere to be seen.

Trembling and looking up, the black upside-down shadow, moving as he moved, still twisted and wriggling hanging above his head, crumbling, as if it would fall at any moment.

"Fake! What the hell?"

Lien staggered and dodged, the dark shadow following him, the dancing tentacles like a twisted hand, looking for an opportunity to choke him.

Inexplicable fear grew in his heart, and with a pop, the frightened Lien hit the chair and fell to the ground in embarrassment. And when he looked up, the black shadow disappeared without a trace.

After observing it with palpitations, Lien slowly got up from the ground and comforted himself in his heart: it must be dazzling, where can there be such a strange thing?

Fumbling back on the bed, Lien closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, the room gradually returned to calm, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Just when he was completely relaxed, suddenly, there was a slippery and greasy thing, gently wrapped around his neck, like a noose stained with grease, to hang his neck, very real, very scary.

"Fack!"

Lien, whose scalp was about to burst, subconsciously touched his neck with both hands, but he didn't catch anything. However, he could clearly feel that there was a layer of wet mucus on his hands and neck.

Leigh's heart beat faster in an instant, and he almost fell off the bed, his eyes widening in horror, searching in the dark. The whole room was filled with the sound of his heavy and rapid breathing.

Ga ~~squeak~~

The staccato grinding sound, so harsh and terrifying in a small room. A heart-deep chill rose from the back of Lien's backbone, and he crawled to the corner in a panic, gulping down his saliva.

Sou......

The black shadow swept swiftly at his feet.

"The Holy Spirit is merciful!

The frightened Leon curled up in the corner, closed his eyes tightly, and prayed in a trembling voice. Silence returned to the room, and his prayers seemed to work. The Great Providence of the Holy Spirit helped him get rid of that weird thing.

But the fear was so strong that he had to continue praying.

"The Holy Spirit is merciful!

I don't know how long I prayed, but sleepiness began to set in, and Lien's voice gradually weakened. However, just as he was about to relax, the slippery tentacles, with a terrifying cold touch, slowly caressed his bald head, from left to right, from front to back, a trace of mucus slipped from his forehead......

Yes, Qin Song was stroking Lien's big bald head rhythmically, not to mention, it felt like a boiled egg.

"Ah~!!~!!"

Leine's mind exploded completely, and he let out a high-pitched scream that was completely inappropriate for his age, echoing throughout the corridor.

"Woo Woo ......"

Linda's hound woke up, and Lien, who was in great fear, crawled to the door as if he had heard the Holy Spirit's response.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open. As soon as the prostrate Lien looked up, behind a flickering candlelight, he half-concealed a gray strange face with no facial features -

Fack!%¥#@#¥......!!

In an instant, all the strength of Lion's body was drained, and he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. The foul smell of feces and urine began to fill the air.