Chapter 127: The Old Man, the Blood Clan
Tonight's imperial city of Sintra is destined to be no longer peaceful, due to the beginning and end of a great war, the imperial city has been plunged into very serious riots, and tonight's killing is not limited to one blood......
Moreover, after Melwitz sent Arenor away, he no longer had time to urge the soldiers to maintain order, but left and right to avoid the land of "chaos", because he was going to meet an old man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The red light above the night sky finally disappeared, and the ice crystals that fell from the sky disappeared as well, but the imperial city did not return to its former tranquility.
With many doubts, Melwitz stopped at an excuse. The houses here are very well planned, all of them are square. There are not many houses, there are four households on a piece of land, there are also two households slightly apart, and there are even detached families occupying a piece of land.
The roads are not paved with masonry, but with plaster. Although there is not much ingenuity, it does not look rough, and the whitish road is clean and elegant. The surrounding area is also covered with lush greenery, and every step or two is filled with gorgeous flowers. This is a wealthy area located in the south of the imperial capital, with a large number of villa backyards or manor-style villas.
Except for the abundance of green space and a white pavement that is different from other places, there is nothing else to explore. If you want to say that this street is eye-catching, there are only those villas where the rich live, the architectural style is different, and the statues outside the door are of different shapes, all of which are carefully crafted by the hands of masters.
Melwicz didn't want to appreciate it now, and went straight to his destination. He walked for a while and came to a two-story villa.
The shape of the villa is slightly wider at the bottom and narrower at the top, like an irregular vertical rectangle. The villa has no front yard, and Melwitz stands with a single door made of brown mahogany, with a flower basket hanging in the middle of the door, and this door is the main entrance of the whole villa.
There was a rattle hanging on the left side of the door, and Melwiitz's hand to rattle was halfway up and stopped, and he seemed a little hesitant, and only after thinking twice did he make up his mind to ring the bell......
The crisp sound of the bell came one after another, perhaps because it was now dark, and it was a long time before the door opened.
The door was opened by a woman who looked a little older, her hair had been coiled up, but she could see the color of the white snow, and her face was wrinkled but not deep.
The old woman only opened the door halfway, and she didn't look panicked when she saw the visitors outside the door, but a look that had not been seen for a long time, and her voice was also gentle and loving: "Didn't you say that you don't want to see my young lady again?"
"I'm here for the Ring. "Melwitz is a bit reserved, which is a rare sight on a daily basis.
After the old woman heard the "right ring", a trace of complexity flashed in her expression: "Even so, I just have to inform it, and the young lady will see it if she wants to see it, and if you don't see it, please go back to avoid more trouble." ā
"Okay, I'm sorry for you. Melwitz did not force it, because he knew in his heart the temperament of the "young lady" in the old woman's mouth.
The old woman did not invite Melwitz in for the time being, but closed it directly, blocking Melwitz from the door.
Melwitz was a little helpless, if it weren't for the unsolvable knots in his heart, he really didn't want to come here. But things have come to this point, and the only person who can solve the doubts is the "young lady".
......
The door of the villa was opened again, and the old woman opened the door all this time, and before the old woman could open her mouth, Melwitz understood the result.
Although the old woman opened the door, she still blocked Meliwitz's steps to enter the door: "I have a few words to say to you. The old woman saw Melwitz nodding and opened her mouth: "You have to remember, don't hurt my young lady again, the wound in my heart is not easy to treat." ā
"Rest assured. Melwiitz said in a deep voice, "I won't say anything superfluous. ā
The old woman saw that Melwitz agreed, and sighed: "I hope." Then he turned sideways and greeted Melwiez in.
As soon as Melwitz stepped into the villa, a faint scent of flowers came to his nose. The fragrance is as familiar as it is in memory.
At the entrance is a hallway, on which hangs a circular hollow wood carving above Melwiez's head, which is actually a magic lamp in shape, and the light is orange and not dazzling. On the left wall is a high platform with some artistic objects on it, and a short rectangular carpet with a pattern on the floor.
Led by the old woman, Meliwitz walked to the main hall, where the main hall is equivalent to the living room, facing south there is a transparent door that opens to the back garden of the villa, and on the other side of the main hall is a fish tank of the same height as the whole wall, the only thing that makes Melwitz feel strange is that there is only an upholstered chaise longue opposite the fish tank.
"Miss hasn't been in a good mood lately, you have to be careful when you speak. ā
When Melwiitz heard the old woman's admonition, he nodded lightly and said nothing else, after all, he didn't know what to say in his heart.
"If Miss is unwilling to accept the matter of the holy relics, it is better not to force her. ā
Hearing the old woman's words, Melwiitz felt that this was the only difficulty he had to overcome, and now he was afraid of rejection, so the only key link that could figure things out would be broken.
The old woman saw that Melwitz did not respond, and her steps were slow again, and she said softly: "My clan is complicated, it is not as simple as you think, if you can't do it, don't force it." ā
"I... Got it, I'm not going to force her. "Melwitz was moved by compassion because of the old woman's words, and finally accepted it.
"The reason why you are walking slowly is because the young lady has to freshen up before she can meet the guests, so you should take care of it more. By this time the old woman had led Melwitz to the wooden staircase leading to the second floor.
Melwitz didn't want to say anything more, the so-called guest is just like that. It's not easy to see himself, where does Melwiez dare to let people come down to see him.
The second floor was quite different from the first, and Melwiitz was greeted by a long corridor with a room door appearing at intervals on either side, until Melwiitz came to a double door.
The old woman didn't look back at Meliwitz, and dropped a sentence lightly: "You wait first, I'll go in and report." ā
Melwiitz looked at the old woman who pushed the door in, and his heart beat at a rate that didn't know what was going on, and suddenly sped up. Thinking about seeing someone she hadn't seen in a long time, Melwiez's mind gradually went blank......