Because of the small episode that happened next to the fountain in the garden before, Jiang Feng thought for a moment and decided to settle it in his room for dinner. So he called the maid of the manor, and asked her to give the baron a message that she could not dine together, and to bring the food from the kitchen directly to his room.

Thanks to his status as a wizard, no one will blame him for his rudeness no matter what he does.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before dinner, Jiang Feng took out the magic stone he had traded from the Gray Tree House Alchemy Workshop, put it on the wooden table, and with the help of his brain and scanning gun, he began to conduct a detailed study of the material of this magic stone and the existence form of the mysterious energy field in it.

"The molecular structure is similar to quartz, and the cause of mineralization is unknown."

"Stardust content 50!"

"No wonder the natives say that wizards are not interested in creature crystals, and that those crystals are really incomparable to this thing."

What can be observed is only the content of stardust, and as for those mysterious powers such as elemental energy and spiritual energy, due to the lack of relevant information, there is no way to quantify the observation for the time being. Jiang Feng could only tell through his 4-point perception that the mysterious energy contained in this magic stone was huge, and it was much purer than the magic crystals condensed by those creatures.

This content is actually only low-level.

I'm really looking forward to what the stardust content of high-grade magic stones will look like.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to do further research, there was a knock on the door outside.

Shaking his head, he put the low-rank magic stone in his belt, intending to wait until tomorrow when he returned to the shelter to do further research, and stepped forward and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was the maid of the manor, who brought dinner to his room at Jiang Feng's request.

Dinner was bread wrapped in honey and chicken mushroom bisque, along with a small piece of grilled ribs.

From the dishes of three meals a day, you can see how particular the baron's family is. Honey and chicken are two things that can be said to be luxury food in the scarce port of Sevit, but for Baron Fred's family, they are just one of the must-have meals on the table.

After the meal, Jiang Feng was about to instruct the maid to take away the dinner plate, but suddenly found that a note was pressed under the plate containing honey bread.

Unfolded the note, and saw a scribbled line of writing on the note, which was no more than three inches long—

"After dark, please come to the room on the third floor on the left-hand side, at the end of the hallway."

……

As the night wore on, the lights in the manor went out, and at the end of the day's work, the servants yawned and returned to their rooms. After the last bell rang, the gate of the main building of the manor was blocked by the guards of the manor, and no idle people were allowed to enter.

Originally, this precept was not so strict, and occasionally there would be young maids who stayed in the baron's room and did not return at night. But that happened last night, and the manor's alert was at its highest level. Not only are guards on duty in the main building, but there are guards patrolling the courtyard all the time.

The corridor on the third floor, flickering with dim candlelight.

The sound of footsteps in the empty corridor was quite strange.

Holding the copper candlestick in his hand, Jiang Feng followed what the note said, came to the room at the end of the corridor on the left hand side of the third floor, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door gently.

Soon, footsteps could be heard behind the door.

The door opened.

However, when he saw the person standing behind the door, Jiang Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The candles in the corner of the table were dimly lit, outlining the beautiful curves, and the pajamas as thin as the wings of cicadas covered them, as if a gust of wind could blow them away. Her long dark brown hair curled slightly, like her tired eyes, casually resting on the snow-white skin on her shoulders. The bright red lips seem to have some kind of magical magnetism, making people's eyes not know where to put it.

If Jiang Feng remembered correctly, her name should have been Delaner, Baron Fred's wife and Miss Delia's stepmother.

"Your expression tells me that you were surprised?" Delanel curled the corners of her lips.

"Indeed, I didn't know that there was such a custom in Port Servit, where a married woman would invite a strange man to her room late at night," Jiang Feng said in a nonchalant tone, his gaze crossed the baroness, scanned the room, and finally returned to her, "What about Baron Fred?" ”

The scribbled handwriting clearly did not look like it was written by a woman. He originally thought that the baron had discovered that there was something wrong with the people around him and was about to ask him for help about last night's murder, but he didn't expect that it was not Baron Fred who appeared behind the door, but the woman he had always felt was a problem.

Now, the baroness had a trick on her mind, and the note was written by a servant.

"I'm sorry to give you the misunderstanding that Baron Fred brought you here." Dai Lan'er lowered her eyebrows slightly, and said politely to Jiang Feng in a slightly apologetic tone, "But I really have something to ask for." ”

If it weren't for the pajamas that made people not know where to put their eyes, Jiang Feng might still be able to feel a trace of the dignity of a noble lady from her movements. However, the hormonal smell that permeated the entire bedroom made it impossible to associate her with the word modesty.

Jiang Feng was very curious, he didn't stay with his wife at night, where did that Baron Fred go. And this Mrs. Deran, who so blatantly seduces herself, is she not afraid that her husband will suddenly appear behind her back?

"What do you want to discuss with me?"

"It's about Delia......"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't say anything, but waited for this Lady Delaner to continue.

"Delia's sword teacher told me that she had been restless when she practiced swordsmanship recently. I was worried about her condition, and though I knew that my mother was doing something incompetent, I ......" After a moment's hesitation, Madame Delaner seemed to have made up her mind and changed her tone to pleading, "I hope you can help her." ”

In such an ambiguous atmosphere, being asked by such a beauty in such a tone is that any normal man will not be able to hold it.

To be honest, if it weren't for the hint of hostility that he had detected from her before, maybe Jiang Feng would have been blinded by this charming atmosphere.

"She doesn't have that talent, I told her." Jiang Feng shook his head and said.

"But I can tell she's really into witchcraft." Delael's right hand pressed lightly against her chest, and in a slightly hoarse voice, she whispered, "If you can fulfill her wishes, I will do anything for you......"

The flame on the candlestick was extinguished by the wind outside the window.

The door had closed at some point, and the bright red lips opened and closed up and down, with a hint of phantom haze in Jiang Feng's pitch-black pupils.

Just when an impulse was about to rush to his brain, Jiang Feng suddenly came to his senses.

[Warning, Mental Energy Shock Detected]

The warning sound of Zhi Brain echoed in Jiang Feng's cerebral cortex, instantly blowing a certain "fuse" called vigilance in his nerves.

Taking a step back quietly, Jiang Feng looked at Delan'er's gaze, which was no longer alert, but had turned into outright hostility.

"You can actually resist the charm technique, it seems that your spiritual power is at least the level of a one-star wizard...... I thought that the poor mental fluctuations in you were just a half-baked wizard apprentice, but it seems that I underestimated you. Looking at Jiang Feng, who quickly distanced himself from him, Delaner sat back in his chair elegantly, still with that charming smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the wizard in front of him at all.

"Since you know that I am a wizard," Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders and hid his right hand under the cloak, "Aren't you afraid of bearing the wrath of a wizard?" ”

As if hearing something funny, Delanelle chuckled.

The laughter seemed to have some kind of penetrating power, like silver needles, piercing Jiang Feng's eardrums.

"Sorry, my lord, your sorcery may be powerful, but alas, it's not a helpless baroness standing before you, but a gargoyle," said Lady Delaner in a hoarse voice with a hint of languidness, her lips curled smugly, "and a gargoyle summoned from chaos as a sacrifice of obsidian and half-elf blood." ”

Obsidian is nothing more than an igneous rock born of magma for a materialistic civilization, but it has an extraordinary significance for an idealistic civilization. Because there's another name for this thing, and that's elemental nemesis.

Equipment made of obsidian is not only much more resistant to magic than equipment made of metal, but also has considerable hardness. It is often used to craft armor, or to be attached to armor as an additional accessory, or simply to make amulets.

Gargoyles made of obsidian are basically unable to damage them with conventional sorcery below three stars. Although it is often difficult to refine successfully because of the demonic nature of the material itself, once the refining is successful, it is not an exaggeration to call it a witchcraft killer.

"Low-level witchcraft is just a joke to me, and as for your demons, it's a nuisance, but that's all." With her legs lowered gently, Mrs. Delaner slowly stood up from her chair, her light veil flowing like a nightdress, and she walked slowly towards Jiang Feng with graceful steps. "The soundproofing of this room was perfect, no one would disturb our evenings."

"Really?" Jiang Feng said in a relaxed tone, "That's the best. ”

"Are you still being strong?" The tip of the looming tongue swam through the shadow between the red lips, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, teasing the prey that had been firmly tied to its tail, and gradually revealed the fangs hidden behind the red lips, "Don't worry, I will treat my prey very gently." ”

"I promise."

"You're going to love that feeling—"

"No need."

Ruthlessly interrupting Mrs. Delaner's self-talk, Jiang Feng pulled out the Galaxy K1 from his waist and aimed the muzzle of his gun at her forehead.

In her incomprehensible gaze, the trigger was pulled.