The mansion of the giant Paul.

The once prosperous place has now become cold and cold, with scattered fallen leaves piled up on the white porcelain floor, and the hall that no one has cleaned has been covered with a layer of dust. Simon walked on this path that should have been familiar, but for some reason he was detached, but in the face of the black-clothed Grim Reaper in front of him, in the face of the solemn and hideous bronze mask, and in the face of the blue eyes that did not have any life and vitality, he couldn't help but shudder, temporarily expelled the distracting thoughts in his heart, and fell to his knees respectfully.

"What's the catch?" the Shadow King of the Lower Realm glanced at him.

"According to your will, I will take the giant Paul to visit Amy Ulysses," he quietly glanced at the giant man who had remained silent behind him, and the face of the former squire was a little worse, "and then went to the Tallinn Chamber of Commerce to meet Hoover, and to visit Virginie at the Elven House." ”

"What I need is results. The Grim Reaper, who had been given the name of the mask, said in his usual cold voice.

Humblingly lowering his head, Simon didn't dare to look at those blue eyes, but said: "The suspicions of the three of them cannot be cleared, but the biggest suspicion is Virginie of the Fairy House." ”

The King of Shadows in the lower districts did not speak, but looked at him quietly, and there was a breathtaking power in his bland eyes, which made a chill rise in the hearts of the squire who had expressed his guess - but he could only continue with his head: "Virginie's reaction was very wrong, and she seemed to see something in the conversation with her, and she was suspicious of Paul's current state. ”

"So," said the mask word by word, without any human emotion in his cold tone, "you think she's the murderer?"

"No—" Unexpectedly, Simon shook his head, "Virginie is Lord Paul's secret lover, and not many people know much about it, and I am one of them, and with her familiarity with Lord Paul, it is not so surprising to see the flaw, I just mean ...... She couldn't stay. ”

"No one, including you, should be left behind. Cruel words poured out of his mouth, and there was not even the slightest ripple in the blue eyes of the god of death.

The attendant did not refute this, but buried his head deeply, bowed his head and tied his neck, waiting for the judgment to come.

"You're lucky," the Shadow King of the Lower Sector looked down on him condescendingly, like an insignificant speck of dust on the ground, "you're alive just because you're still useful—so, show me your worth and let me know you're still worthy of being used." ”

"I will prove my worth to you. Simon said in a state of trepidation, still keeping his head down, not daring to look at the imminent death, "Actually, I have another piece of news for you. ”

Say. The mask responded simply and directly.

"I got a message from Amy Ulysses. The squire paused, and settled down to organize his words, "He got information about the death of the giant Paul from an intelligence merchant who called himself Willy, and that Willy's intelligence merchant, as far as I know, does not exist in the lower districts. ”

"So. The tone of the statement.

"There's something wrong with that intelligence merchant who calls himself Willie," Simon said, "and someone, more accurately, an organized organization is deliberately spreading the news of Lord Paul's death, and this intelligence merchant Willie is obviously a clue that we can catch their rat tail if we just follow the vine." ”

"It's not something you have to care about," said the Shadow King of the Lower Sector after a brief silence, "what you should be concerned about is who really killed the giant Paul." ”

"I see. He was slightly disappointed with the lukewarm attitude towards death, but the attendant officer still controlled his emotions well, "I will find out the truth as soon as possible, please wait and see." ”

"Remember, all I need is the result—" Mask glanced up at him, only coldness in his azure eyes, "no questions about the process." ”

Regardless of the process...... Simon seemed to feel the murderous intent coming from these unpretentious words, and couldn't help but shudder, and then nodded silently.

He actually has his own opinion on the death of the giant Paul, and what he lacks is only the means of verification - Hoover of the Tallinn Chamber of Commerce is the founder of the Tallinn Chamber of Commerce, controls the business alliance of the Eastern District, and has a considerable reputation among craftsmen and merchants; Ulysses, the descendant of high glory may be just a false name, but the surname Ulysses is too deeply involved, and he has a complex relationship with several of the most prestigious big families in the upper district, and it is even more of a good choice to make a move against him.

But there are many things that are inconvenient for him to do, and it doesn't mean that others are inconvenient to do - as the first person under Emperor Michelangelo, as the mask of the king of shadows in the lower districts, he has enough decision-making power, with the endorsement of this one, even if it is just an ambiguous attitude, he can let go of many things, although it may not be impossible to be abandoned as an outcast, but it is better than being killed for "inaction" or "self-determination".

The slightly relieved attendant did not forget his life and death and was still in the hands of the Grim Reaper in front of him, he carefully glanced at the Grim Reaper wearing a bronze mask, hesitated again and again, and still asked with a deliberate meaning: "Lord Mask, is there anything else you need my help with?"

"There's only one thing you're responsible for. The Shadow King of the Lower Realms said lightly, "Nothing else, don't bother - I never mind showing my generosity and kindness to someone worthy. ”

Dead people are also valuable to you, right?

Simon couldn't help but think, but he wasn't stupid enough to say this, and after saying goodbye, he trembled and left the mansion, which had become desolate.

- I don't know if it was his delusion, he faintly saw a figure moving in the dark.

Wrong right......

In order to keep the news, everyone here should have been disposed of, and with a mask in charge, it is impossible for anyone to sneak in - the squire officer didn't think much about it, he still had more important things to do, but unconsciously quickened the pace of his feet, and left this place of right and wrong with his thoughts.

However, because of this, he did not see that the abandoned mansion of the giant Paul was once again rejuvenated and energetic the moment after he left.

No, perhaps it is not appropriate to describe it as vigorous and energetic—for every person in the mansion is not really alive, but only wanders in the courtyard according to the vague memories of life, like the souls of the long dead in the world of the living, numb and unkind, just a shell, just a walking corpse, nothing more.

Here, it has been reduced to the land of the dead.

The lord of the realm of the dead, of course, was the only one in the lower realms, the king of shadows, and on his right and left were the giant Paul and a very beautiful blonde woman - if Simon was still here, it would not be difficult to recognize this woman as the wife of the giant Paul, the long-dead wife, but now the dead man squirmed his purple lips slightly, and made a cold and unemotional voice.

"It's Amy Ulysses. ”

She said that it was Paul, who had been silent before, a tall and fierce man who still maintained his former majesty, but whose voice was as cold as his wife: "As a glorious man, he is too cowardly. ”

"But we shouldn't get involved in the struggle in the upper districts. The mask made a flat conclusion, but the strange thing was that it was clear that there were three people talking, and the voices were not the same, but they always maintained the same beat and tone, as if they were just one person talking to themselves in three different voices, "For the sake of one Paul, it is not worth getting involved in the whirlpool of the struggle between the Glory and the Chaos Cultists." ”

"But we have to show our attitude. "The woman's voice is more delicate.

"That little squire is a good pawn. Giant Paul said in a sullen voice, but there was still a lingering coldness in his words, "Let him attract the attention of those guys on the surface, and then we can mobilize the intelligence network and check the bottom of the intelligence merchants." ”

"It's the style of the House of the Lost. The Shadow King of the Lower Realm said calmly, "But don't act rashly until you have the evidence—it's not just the Lost House that is eyeing us, it's also the Dark Guild's bunch of madmen, and no one knows when they'll go crazy." ”

"Also, news came from the apostles of the dice house. At the mention of the mysterious intelligence organization, there was a moment of silence in the huge mansion, but the big man only paused for a moment, as if nothing had happened before, and said in a voice without any ups and downs, "Amy Ulysses intends to deal with the Dark Guild. ”

"It's a good idea to let them eat dogs. The woman said.

"But I don't think that a single Glorious One can shake the Dark Guild through conventional means. "The mask never underestimates the glorious, but at the moment when the blood of glorification is fading, the chosen one who can form an army with the strength of one person has long since disappeared with the glory of the kings, and the power of the individual has its limits in this world that relies on the collective," and Amy Ulysses does not seem to be a horseman who can only be brave in the flesh. ”

"He's a viper," Paul said, "a very forgiving serpent." ”

"It's a pity that he underestimated what we know about the Glorious. The woman nodded, "A poisonous snake exposed to the sun is no more scratchy than a kitten." ”

"You can take advantage of him. Quite rarely, the mask tapped on the armrest of the seat, "but until then, we have to make sure we don't get taken advantage of." ”

"By whom. The man, who was as tall and mighty as a mountain, asked, but as if he already knew the answer, his tone did not rise or fall in the slightest, and was as calm as the sea level before a storm, and in the tranquility there was some thrilling power.

"Dice House. ”

The Shadow King of the Lower Realm stood up, his gaze cold only.