"Hmm. Ron nodded.

Bradley Manor, anyone with normal intelligence can see that something is very wrong inside.

And such a dangerous and terrifying place is not marked on the military map, which is undoubtedly a dereliction of duty for the military of the Best Empire.

Ron thought back to the pile of bones that almost filled the entire basement, and he didn't know how many people had died there.

And the doom items around his neck

The coldness brought by the pitch-black arm in the palm of his hand made Ron's face a little cold......

Four days later.

Under a slightly dreary sky, a black carriage drove slowly on a gravel-paved road.

Behind the carriage were three black horses, two of which rode tall figures in gray cloaks.

One of them wore a hood and could not see the exact appearance, while the other was a young man with yellowish hair and a somewhat gloomy face.

He carried two two-handed swords with black scabbards on his back, and wore thick silver armor gloves on his hands holding the reins, and the overall appearance was simple and cold.

Ron looked up along the road into the distance, and a large black wall loomed into view.

From time to time, you can see walking figures on the city wall, which are soldiers on patrol.

"This is Blackstone City, isn't it?" Ron asked, turning his head to the side.

"Yes. Ian's voice came from the hood. "I came here twice with my father when I was younger, and my family still has some property here, so I'm quite familiar with it. ”

"Yes, then please leave this matter to me. Ron said calmly.

"Don't be so polite. Ian smiled. "In addition to the delicious wines in Black Rock, there are many precious spices and black teas that you can source if you are interested. ”

"We'll talk about that then. Ron said lightly, his mind didn't seem to be on it.

In the past four days, although nothing strange happened to the doom item, Ron found that as soon as he fell asleep, the whole person would dream of the scarlet meadow, and then face the strange woman who was motionless like a stone sculpture.

Although this does not affect his rest, it is not good to be like this for a few days.

Even when he was awake, Ron occasionally had the illusion of being watched by the woman at all times, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ian, who was on the side, also seemed to see Ron's absent-mindedness, stopped talking, and hurried away in silence.

Ten minutes later, Ron and his party slowly drove into the gates of Blackstone City.

After passing through a few lively blocks, the carriage finally stopped in front of a corner shop under Ian's leadership.

The shop looks very old, there are not many pedestrians around, and it looks very deserted.

The wooden signboard was covered with fine cracks, with the words "Gomoratan" vaguely written on it, and at the bottom was a circular pattern of a blue wolf's head, unknown for sale.

Ian took control of his horse and walked to the front of the shop, jumped off his horse, tightened his cloak and turned back.

"Wait for me here, I'll be out in a moment. ”

Without speaking, Ron and the others nodded.

Seeing the response, Ian pushed open the door and walked inside.

After about ten seconds, the door of the store opened again, and an old man in a black dress, but with gray hair, walked out of the store quickly.

The old man's cloudy gaze swept over Patrick, who was sitting in the carriage, and Ron, who was next to him, and said in a respectful voice.

"Excuse me, who is Lord Ron? ”

"I am. Ron spoke.

"Hello, Lord Ron. The old man bowed. "Master Ian let you in, and only allowed you to be alone. ”

"Okay. Nodding, Ron jumped off his horse and entered the shop at the old man's signal.

When Ron entered the shop, the old man looked back at Patrick, who was waiting, and said in a flat voice.

"My lord, the young master told you to buy some supplies for the journey, and if there are no accidents, please come here again in two hours. ”

Before Patrick could respond, the old man followed Ron into the shop.

Patrick, who was sitting in the driver's seat, opened his mouth in embarrassment, and finally smiled helplessly, and could only control the horse and walk towards the lively neighborhood behind.

On the other side, Ron, who walked into the store, casually swept his gaze around.

In the dim light, he could see that the shop was very spacious, with scattered tables, chairs and sofas, and at the back of the shop was a huge counter with various drinks and glasses, and a young woman in a black leather coat was standing behind the counter, wiping something with a white silk scarf down.

The woman looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair, and an ordinary appearance, but her skin was unusually pale, and her bright red lips were slightly pursed, and she looked serious.

Ron found that the entire store was empty except for the woman.

Just as he was about to ask out loud where Ian was, the old man's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Lord Ron, please go this way, Master Ian is waiting for you inside. ”

The old man respectfully pointed to a hidden door on the side of the counter, which was half-open to a somewhat dark corridor inside.

Nodding calmly, Ron strode to the door.

It's just that when he passed by the counter, he glanced at what the woman was wiping, only to find that it was actually a red eyeball.

And the pupils of the eyeballs contracted from time to time as the woman wiped them, as if they were living creatures.

Seeing this, Ron frowned, but he didn't ask much, and directly pushed the door and walked in.

The hallway behind the door was not long, and soon he came to a black wooden door at the end, behind which there was a faint conversation between two people, one of whom Ron could hear as Ian, and the other as a crisp girl.

After a pause, Ron reached out and knocked on the door.

'Knock knock. ’

Soon, Ian's voice was heard inside.

"Is that Ron? Come on in. ”

Hearing the response, Ron pushed the door open.

It was a room that looked like a study, with two huge bookshelves erected on either side of the room, on which neat rows of thick books were placed.

In the middle is a row of gray-black leather sofas, and three teacups are placed on the delicate round table in the middle of the sofa, and a faint fragrance wafts out of the teacups.

At this time, Ian, who had taken off his hood, was sitting on the sofa next to the round table, and opposite him was a middle-aged woman in a long red dress, looking at Ron who walked in with a smile on her face.

"Auntie, that's what I'm talking about as a friend, Ron. Ian introduced to the middle-aged woman.

"Hello Ron, I'm Ian's aunt, Verena Roberts. The middle-aged woman gestured to the sofa next to her. "Sit down, I'm glad to see Ian make pure human friends for the first time. ”

"Hello, Ms. Roberts, I'm Ron Felton, and I'm honored to be a friend of Ian. Ron bowed slightly before stepping over to the couch and sitting down.

"Alright, aunt, don't say anything else, we've come this time to find out about Bradley Manor in Ansel's Forest, where we've come across something and might need your help. Ian said directly.

"Bradley Manor?" Verina frowned at hearing the term, and the smile on her face was retracted. "You mean you've been to that manor?"

"Yes. Ian nodded. "You know where?"

"That's not a good place," Verina's face grew serious. "I mean, you're lucky to be back alive, and behind that manor is a natural nest of cat-headed bats with tens of thousands of mutated cat-headed bats, and you're not going to tell me you've provoked those things, are you?"

Seeing the change in Verina's face, Ian's two wolf ears shrugged down slightly, and said embarrassedly.

"That's part of it, and we're probably in a bit more trouble than that. ”

"Oh?" Verina frowned, her fingers tapping lightly on the couch. "What else have you encountered, tell me about it?"

"This," Ian's gaze immediately turned to Ron.

"It's some weird thing and a bad luck item. Ron on the side said.

"Doom item!?" Verina's expression suddenly became solemn, and she looked Ron and Ian up and down, and finally stopped on Ron. "Is it on you?"

"Yes. Ron nodded, touching the empty underside of his neck. "Right here. ”

“”

Verina was silent, her gaze fixed on the caress of Ron's palm.

It took a long time for her to speak slowly.

"Can I touch it?"

"Absolutely. Ron nodded, walked over to Verina, and leaned over slightly.

Verena reached out and slowly touched the bottom of Ron's neck, and when her fingers touched the invisible black arm, her face changed suddenly, and her fingers immediately withdrew.

"Sure enough, it's a doom item!" she looked at Ron with some horror. "Tell me, Ron, what did you encounter there, and how did this thing end up on you?"

"Yes, ma'am. Ron replied immediately.

Looking at Verina like this, Ron felt as if she knew more about doom items than Ian.

In Ron's detailed narration, Verina's face became more and more ugly, and her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

When Ron had finished talking about Bradley, Verena didn't speak, she slowly got up and left the couch, walked to the bookshelf on the left and began to rummage through it.

After a while, a thick black book was pulled out of the shelf.

"That's all there is to know about Bradley Moon Manor. Verina returned to the couch and opened the book. "This is the writing of a bard who once worked as a butler in Bradley, and who almost witnessed Bradley's rise and fall and even his demise"

The pages flipped quickly, and after a while, Verina stopped, placing the book on the round table, motioning for Ron to look.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the scene you see in the manor. ”

Hearing her words, Ron picked up the book and looked at the page.

'The sky was burning, the screams were shouting, I saw everything in the manor burning, the angry crowd had long since lost their minds, they were controlled by the devil, everyone's eyes were blood-red, they were rushing into the manor with rudimentary weapons, smashing everything they saw, killing all the people of the manor, oh my God, what did Bradley do wrong'

Ron frowned at this paragraph, although the rhetoric in it was a bit exaggerated, but from the description above, it was indeed like the picture he saw.

Looking at Ron, whose face was getting darker and lower, Verina spoke.

"And the girl in red shoes who leads you to these things, I think is Bradley's third daughter, Olivia, and in this book Olivia is the only kind girl with blonde hair, who eventually finds her in the closet of her room after her death. ”

Closing the book, Ron looked up.

"So, Miss Zweig, I want to know if there's any mention of that doom item in it, or do you know how to get rid of it?"

Without answering his question immediately, Verina closed her eyes slightly, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Doom items, it is said to be a terrible thing attached to people after death because of strong resentment and vicious curses, with irresistible strange abilities, the form of each doom item is different from the bad luck in it, and the things encountered after carrying it are also different, however, most of them have no good results, I have lived for so long, I have only seen one doom item in my life, it was on one of my best friends, you can't imagine how she left me in the end She accidentally suffocated to death in the morning while washing her face, I already knew that everything has completely changed since she put on that damn ring, the whole person smells of bloody rot all the time, just like the smell on your body. ”

Verina seemed to be caught in a memory, and her face became a little painful.

"So, I later consulted a lot of information to investigate the ring, and finally I found that all the owners of the ring died of suffocation, so I knew that the ring was a doom item, but although I knew that the ring was a doom item, I did not find a way to disarm this thing, and it seemed that none of the bearers could survive except death. ”

Listening to Verina's narration, Ron didn't speak yet, and Ian next to him frowned.

"But aunt, I remember reading in the family books, in addition to that, there seems to be a way to transfer the doom item, is it fake?"

"You said that you said that it was a way to transfer bad luck items to get rid of bad luck, and I know it. Verina pinched her eyebrows and said helplessly. "But I've looked up all the information about the Doom Item, and this method only knows that it's a transfer, but I don't know how to transfer or what kind of transfer to use, but"

She looked up and looked at Ron seriously.

"I don't know how to deal with the Doom Item, but I do know how to avoid it as much as possible, and that is to try not to touch anything associated with the Doom Item. ”

"Something related to the Doom Item?" Ron was slightly stunned before reacting. "You mean, fire?"

"That's right. Verina nodded. "The previous Olivia was burned, which means that this doom item is very likely to be related to the flames, and if you try to touch it as little as possible in the future, maybe a candle can burn you to death. ”

“”

Thinking of Verina's friend who had suffocated to death from washing his face, Ron nodded cautiously.

"Okay, I see. ”

"Hmm. Verina looked at him tiredly. "I didn't expect to see a second item of doom on you in my life, that's right, I remember that the book said that your weird arm necklace still has a strange name, called, Witch's Blood, it is said to be a precious antique left over from an ancient ruin, with its own historical heritage, in the glory days of a certain empire, this thing was still regarded as a holy object for a while, it is really ignorant"

"Witch's blood?"

I didn't expect the doom item on his neck to be so big, and for a while Ron still didn't believe it.

After a long time, he saluted Verina again and said respectfully.

"Thank you for telling me so much"