At the top of the staircase, there was the faint sound of servants talking and cleaning.

The empty room was silent, there was no light, only the light of the corridor outside the door penetrated into it, so Charles who was blocking the door unconsciously pulled a narrow shadow on the stall outside the room.

The white shoe was covered in shadows, and it looked dull.

Staring at it, Charles frowned.

If memory serves, because of Peace Day, Alan is wearing these white boots today.

Now that he has disappeared without even putting on his shoes, it means that Alan is not leaving on his own initiative, but passively being robbed!

The servants of the manor were unaware of this, and Charles did not wake them up.

With a thought, his originally dark pupils shrank suddenly, and then a little dark golden glow appeared.

The world became no longer normal in his eyes.

The hazy and illusory gray ghost was born backwards, flickering rapidly in the bedroom, and finally returning to normal when a certain "progress" was reached.

Charles saw what was going on in the room.

……

Outside the door, a figure swept by, accompanied by a faint noise, it seemed that the black-robed monks were searching the manor.

The brown-haired boy pushed the door in this environment and sat at the head of the bed, his face full of confusion.

And then he just sat there, as if thinking about something.

It wasn't until the black-robed friars had withdrawn from the manor that he walked out of the room, and soon returned to the bedside, his slippers ready to go to bed.

As soon as he took off one of his shoes, a long green tongue suddenly popped out from behind his back and dragged him off the bottom of the bed with a whoosh.

The angle is not very clear. Charles took two steps forward, and then he realized that the owner of the tongue was a toad!

After restraining Allen, the toad didn't know what magic he used, and the young man, who was originally about 1.6 meters tall, suddenly turned into the size of a grain of rice, and was swallowed by the toad after being dragged over!

Then I saw this little thing with dark spots all over his body turn his head and rush out of the bedroom window. Ignoring the wall, he eventually disappeared into the room.

"This toad ......"

Charles was a little stunned by the toad's special abilities, but then fell silent.

If I'm not mistaken, that thing seems to be the toad in the fat earl's study, right?

The one he saw last time he went to flip through the books.

"Is it so powerful?"

Charles muttered, but was slightly relieved.

Although I don't know the specific details of the toad, it is related to the fat earl, so I don't think it will hurt Allen.

But where will the toad take Alan?

He was puzzled. He even opened the window to look down, once again activating his own Eye of Destiny's ability to probe the past trajectory of things.

However, it was a pity that he only saw that the toad had popped out and disappeared into a mouse hole in the corner of the villa, and nothing else was found.

It's obviously impossible for Charles to get into the rat hole, and it's impossible to organize people to dig it with great fanfare, so if you can find clues, it is estimated that it will be directly exposed to the sight of the church-

There was still surveillance around the manor, and although he didn't see it, he could feel it.

In fact, since the last promotion, Charles has felt that he has strengthened in some ways.

"It shouldn't be a problem."

Closing the window, he took one last glance of the room, then stepped out and returned to his bedroom.

In fact, this incident made Charles secretly relieved.

He was still thinking about what the cheap brother would do if he went far away. The main reason is that there are too many undercurrents hidden in the city now.

No one can guarantee that it will be safe to stay here.

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about that.

"I wish you a nice trip."

muttered, closed the door of his room, and closed the curtains again. He then sat down in his chair, thought for a moment, and picked up a book on the table next to him and read it.

Since there is surveillance here, it is naturally impossible for him to "disappear" casually. Still need to wait a little longer.

He believed that he would not be under very strict scrutiny, and that as a member of the church, although he was now a member of the family of a "traitor", he was relatively unimportant.

Second, he had just been summoned by the archbishop, and there was no need for ordinary church members to care if he was suspicious.

Finally, Charles believes that the people who are watching the manor are not likely to be spying on these people inside the manor, but outside the manor. For example, the fat earl and his comrades will return and visit for some reason.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been unaware for so long since Eren disappeared.

"It's a pity you overlooked a toad."

Muttering secretly, he gradually immersed himself in himself.

Hazy, a dark world came to mind.

In the middle of the world, a figure in a white tuxedo and white trousers comes into view.

The figure emitted a faint "steam" of the same color as the clothes on its body, wafting up and disappearing into the dark world.

This was obviously his spirit body, and that "steam" was a special power that appeared after he advanced to the third level.

With this special power, he would be able to make a temporary spirit outing, otherwise Charles would not have been able to use that unique ability on his own.

The spirit has black hair, its eyes are open, its eyes move with Charles's thoughts, its posture is erect, and it wears a medal card on its chest, and its whole body is bathed in the dazzling light represented by the power of thought.

And within the light, there were faintly countless gray-black meteors swirling around the body.

It was the many souls devoured by the Charr, and some special power that represented the Black Death.

A pair of illusory bone wings behind him still existed, but they became flickering and faintly hazy.

Charles thinks that this may be due to the incomplete fusion during the promotion, and that Deathwing still has remnants.

The reason why it is said to be an afterimage is because this thing has become a look, and it has no effect except for being handsome.

The power that makes up his scythe is the abundant spiritual power in his spirit, and the black streamers that are wrapped around his spirit.

It has nothing to do with the current Wing Shadow.

Charles quietly observed his spirit, feeling the changes after it had been promoted. It wasn't until he felt that the time was almost up that he withdrew from this state of "inward-looking".

Placing the book in his hand on the bedside table, he stood up and walked towards the villa bathroom.

After robbing the holy artifact in the morning, it was left unattended by Charles in another world.

It's night, all the chores are pretty much done, and it's time to deal with that thing.

The main thing, of course, is to deal with the necromancer in it.