CHAPTER XIII

Smooth silver fur, strong limbs, sharp claws glittering with cold light, and blood fell drop by drop on the gray floor.

A silver wolf bit Jason's neck, Jason's tear-stained face turned into a pained expression, he looked in Harry's direction, stretched out a trembling hand, as if to say something,

Click! The sound of bones breaking, the hand stretched out in mid-air also fell weakly, Jason's expression stayed forever at that moment, yes, his neck was bitten off by the wolf.

The wolf's bite clearly reached the ears of the people around them, and the frightened expressions of everyone appeared, and many people turned their eyes away from looking at the horrific scene.

Harry's eyes were fixed on the giant wolf, watching it bite at Jason's body and swallow Jason's flesh, and for the first time Harry felt the urge to kill the beast.

Harry's whole body trembled violently, he was going to rush over, he was going to protect his friend from letting that beast trample on their body and kill it! Kill it! Kill it! It was it that killed its own friend, and it was definitely going to kill it!!

Harry was about to rush over, but he was already overwhelmed by anger, and all his eyes were on this wolf, kill it!

But a pair of hands grabbed Harry's shoulders tightly to prevent him from moving forward, and Harry struggled frantically despite the pain in his body, trying to break free, but those hands were like a mountain firmly pressing Harry, preventing Harry from walking over.

Enraged, Harry turned his head and opened his mouth to bite the hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to let go, but even so, the hands did not move, and the blood flowed down Harry's mouth and over his chin.

"If you want to cry, cry out, don't hold back, it's not good for your health." Ivan lowered his head and smiled at Harry.

Harry froze, slowly letting go of his blood-stained mouth, turned around, hugged Ivan tightly, buried his face in his abdomen, and let out a low cry.

Tears soaked Ivan's clothes, but Ivan didn't care at all, still stroking Harry's head, he could understand the feeling of losing a friend, it was very uncomfortable, as if he had killed his friend, that deep self-blame, let alone in front of his own eyes.

Damn, damn, damn!! I was so useless, watching them die in front of me, I was so weak that no one could save me, Harry gritted his teeth and grabbed Ivan's clothes with both hands, tears flowed uncontrollably, as if catharsis.

"I can't stand your perverted habits, Kurt." The bearded man looked at the fat man with disgust and said.

"Oops, oops, Karp, you really don't understand the beauty of this art, no wonder you have such bad taste." The fat man turned around and said with a grin.

Karp cut and said to him, "Get your brute back, I have important things to ask, and this appearance is enough." ”

"Menba is not a brute, how many times do you want me to say it, he is my important child." The fat man was like a cat with its tail stepped on, and the whole person was fried, and said angrily.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry I forgot." Karp said perfunctorily.

"Really, every time." Kurt said indignantly, whistling.

At the sound of the whistle, the wolf stopped eating, and ran to Kurt with his tail wagging merrily, and threw him to the ground with all his might, sticking out his tongue and licking his chubby face excitedly.

"Alright, alright, stop, Menba." Kurt put his hands on the door's mouth to keep it from licking, then pushed it away, stood up, patted his dusty clothes, picked up the black top hat that had fallen to the ground, and put it back on.

Karp clapped his hands, and the crowd moved out of the way, and several men walked in, carrying the mutilated bodies from the ground, leaving a bloodied floor.

After cleaning everything up, Karp looked at the expressions of the people around him, he was satisfied, they all had a frightened expression, this deterrent effect had been achieved, and it was time to move on to the next step.

"Alright, lovely slaves, see what you just saw." Karp said with a smile, pausing for a moment, then glancing at everyone, "Now I'm going to ask you a question." ”

"The kids who participated in the auction yesterday have come forward, and I have something to ask you, and I need to answer them well."

The crowd became riotous, everyone look at me, I look at you, but no one came out.

"Come out obediently, I won't do anything to you, otherwise you will end up, you know." Karp said viciously.

The crowd finally reacted, and some people walked out, and they walked up to Karp with trepidation.

"Alright, Harry, go and calm down, so you have a chance to get revenge." Ivan spoke to Harry and gently pushed him out.

I want to calm down, I can't be reckless in anything, be patient, Harry took a deep breath and walked over with red eyes.

Looking at the children in front of him, both male and female, Karp smiled and asked, "Did any of you see yesterday's auction, who approached the iron cage covered with gray cloth inside?" ”

Everyone looked at the people around them in confusion, they were very nervous that day, who would remember this.

A cold sweat broke out on Harry's forehead, something was wrong, they had noticed something unusual about this, what should I do? Is there any way to do it?

As the minutes passed, no one answered Karp's question, and Karp gradually became impatient, and suddenly a childish voice sounded, attracting the attention of the people around him.

"Master Karp, I remember, I've been close there, what's the matter?" Harry said respectfully in the servant posture that Suzanne had taught him today, and despite the severe pain in his body, Harry forced himself to smile.

"Oh, is that you, why are you approaching there?" Karp asked.

"Because when I came in, I found that there was no place for me to sit, and I was afraid of soiling this clothes, so I ran to the gray cloth in the back and sat on it, is there any problem?" Harry replied calmly.

"Have you ever lifted that gray cloth?"

"No, I don't dare to mess with these things, I don't want to be beaten." Harry said with a look of fear.

Looking at Harry's appearance, Karp touched his mustache as if thinking about something, time passed quickly, Harry still maintained that movement, sweat was already covering his cheeks.

"Well, in that case, you can come with me." Karp said to Harry, turned around, and led Harry to the spiral staircase underground.

Harry could only follow, of course, before leaving, Harry's eyes were fixed on Kurt who was playing with the wolf, as if he wanted to keep their appearance firmly in his mind, I will never forget you, the murderer of Jason and Ivan.

Calming down, Harry understood that this matter would not be so simple, and there must be something else hidden in it, why Jason did this. There must be something unspeakable.

Karp is now going to bring Harry to the old witch, and he wants to fool the past for such a reason, which is too naΓ―ve, although this reason is very good, but Harry is still too young after all, and has too little experience in dealing with people, on the other hand, Karp, who has read countless people, has been doing this kind of thing for a long time, and his intuition tells him that Harry must have something else to hide.

Originally, when Karp encountered this situation, he was usually tortured and interrogated, but he couldn't lynch Harry, after all, Harry had been booked by the nobles, looking at his sick appearance, if it was broken, it would be troublesome, he didn't want to go against the nobles, only the old witch had a way.

"Hurry up and get me going." Karp said to Harry, who was getting farther and farther behind him.

Harry was helpless, his body had not yet recovered, and it was already difficult to keep up with the unforgettable events just now.

Finally, he passed through the old gate, the familiar fork, where Harry had been led by the maid, but Karp led Harry to the corridor in front of him, the hallway that Harry had not walked.

The hallway grew narrower and narrower, as if by magic, from a bright and spacious hallway to an eerie narrow passageway, with a strange glow from the torches, lifeless walls, and everything around him caused Harry a serious discomfort, making him very uncomfortable, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious.

It's not just Harry who is very uncomfortable, Karp is also uncomfortable, just not as serious as Harry, he would rather never come to this weird place, but considering the seriousness of the matter, focusing on the overall situation, he still brought Harry over.

"Harry, I feel an evil force, you have to be careful, it could be evil black magic." Isabet's uneasy voice rang in Harry's head, and it was clear that she was uncomfortable with it too.

"What is evil black magic?" Harry asked, questioning.

"Black magic is a taboo of magic, from ancient times to record that this is a very, very evil magic, this magic is very lethal, but it has a very big flaw, that is, you need to sacrifice your soul to the devil, in order to obtain the right to use these black magic, the people who use these magic are all evil people, they are crazy experiments, treat human life as dung, and use this black magic on the human body in large quantities, and many holy wars have broken out in history, The world has been plunged into such a catastrophe more than once, and in general, the dark arts are a catastrophe for the continent of Iscent. ”

It seems dangerous, be careful, Harry thought.

An ordinary, low wooden door appeared at the end of the passage, like a demon in the abyss calling to the confused people, Karp knocked on the door, covering his nose with a white silk scarf, because this door could not stop the stench coming from inside, it was really too bad.

The door opened automatically, the stench filling their faces, and Karp and Harry walked inside, covering their noses.

The gloomy room was filled with a mountain of strange things, a mountain of books, rotten apples, the skulls of some kind of animal, and a faint blue fire on the white candles on the walls, and the glass cabinet on the other side was filled with oddly shaped glass containers, large and small, and the liquid in them was soaked in everything, and in one of them, the dark brown liquid contained something that looked like an eyeball, and when Harry looked at it, the eyeballs suddenly looked at him, Harry was shocked, this thing was still alive!

"Come in with me." Karp said, clutching his silk scarf, and walked to one of the doors inside.

Harry followed, covering his nose, but the stench grew worse from the door in front of him.

Karp somehow put on his white gloves and cautiously pushed the door open, the stench inside the door was far worse than Harry had imagined, and the smell of complete decay in the air had a hint of sweetness.

The scene in front of him brought a strong visual impact to Harry, although he had seen the terrible scene, and his heart had prepared in advance, but everything in front of him still made Harry vomit violently, compared to the scene in front of him, those in the square just now were pediatrics.

The stumps and severed arms were scattered on the ground, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, mixed with some greasy large intestines, which were crawling with fat and large white maggots, and rats and cockroaches running on the red and black floor, it was a hell on earth.

There is an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling in the center, but the surface of the oil lamp looks like it is covered by a layer of black-red solidification, so the light is not so obvious, but it can barely illuminate the whole room.

Of course, this is not the most terrifying, but the tall back in the deepest part of this room, almost reaching the ceiling, a pair of small hands that are not coordinated with the whole huge body brandishing a kitchen knife, looking like a deformed person, constantly making the sound of bones being chopped, and the liquid that comes out splashes on the wall, as if chopping vegetables, one after another, the movements are like flowing water.

The familiar voice reminded Harry of Jason's scene, and then a hoarse, shrill voice came from around the corner.

"I need a heart."

The tall figure was stunned for a moment, then moved again, put down the kitchen knife, and its two hands seemed to be tinkering with something, as if they were searching for it.

Fortunately, the tall figure found what he wanted, turned around, held something in his hand, staggered slowly to the corner of the room, and handed it to the rickety figure standing in front of a black cauldron.

There was a strange blue flame burning under the black cauldron, no need for a torch to burn, but like a natural fire, and there was a gurgling sound from the black cauldron, and the old witch took what the figure had handed over, and threw it into the pot, causing a black and thick splash, and then threw down the strange plants on the table beside her, like a hodgepodge.

Noticing the two men in front of the door, the old witch said, "Let's go and receive the guests." ”

The swaying figure walked towards Harry, stepping on the large intestines on the ground, making a snorting sound, and Harry, who was still vomiting, gradually saw the true face of the figure in front of him, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes were full of tears due to intense vomiting, and his little face turned pale.

Run, run! Harry had only one thought in his mind, but his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't exert any strength at all, as if he had been filled with lead.