Are you from the Guards?" came to greet Sieg and the others with a middle-aged fat man, full of fat, wearing a thick leather jacket and fingers full of red, green, and green wrenches.

"You're Viscount Limbatten?" said Rowell, the fat nobleman in front of him.

The fat man nodded violently at the moment, grabbed Luo Wei's hand as if he had seen a savior, and said bitterly: "You are finally here, we have all disappeared three people in the past month, and a few mysterious people have also disappeared a few days ago, and I dare not live like this." ”

"Don't worry, since we are here, we will naturally help you solve the problem. Rowell said in a good voice, and followed the other into the manor.

It was a large manor house, surrounded by a long fence with a large lawn and garden, surrounded by a cluster of log cabins where servants lived, and in the center was a five-storey building in a classical style with a number of protruding spires.

The manor was still running as usual, with a lot of female laborers repairing the garden on the lawn, and there was always a flow of people, and Sigur estimated that there were at least a few hundred people here.

Rowell and Viscount Limbatten walked in front and talked, Sig and the others followed, and there were some middle-aged servants who were weeding beside the path.

Sieg carefully observed these people, and found that these people's faces were bloodless, as if they had been coated with a layer of white powder, and some people passed by without looking up, working clumsily, and their expressions were numb.

"Huh. At this time, Jon frowned and looked at the compass in his hand.

It was a fetishistic prop that he brought out from his family, with a trace of the breath of the Eye of the Underworld, and he carried it with him for many years to receive the influence of radiation, which had certain benefits for the purity of the bloodline. But at the same time, it's also a occult item that can identify ghosts.

Sieg skimmed over and found Jon's pocket watch-like compass, which was now swinging around, and the weather was out of order.

"Isn't it broken? Sieg asked.

Jon shook his head, looked around with a solemn expression, and said, "Unlikely, this place is weird, let's be careful." ”

Sieg's heart was awe-inspiring.

As we approached the mansion, there was a swing covered with flowers, on which sat a little boy in red, who was swinging lonely.

The fat baron immediately beckoned, "William, come here." ”

The little boy ran over obediently at the moment, looking at the people in front of him a little shyly.

"This is my son William Jr. Viscount Limbatten introduced with a smile, then turned to the little boy and said, "Quick, call uncle." ”

"Hello uncle. The little boy whispered.

Rowell frowned and nodded faintly. He naturally knew that the Viscount Limbaton in front of him seemed to be interested in settling himself and the others. He introduced his son, the purpose was nothing more than to hope that his son would become a dragon, to see if a few mysteries had taken a fancy to their son, and if they were lucky, they wanted their son to apprentice and so on.

But how can a sorcerer be so easy, without the corresponding bloodline inheritance, it is difficult for mortals to enter the mysterious Xu realm.

A few more gossip at the moment, and finally entered the interior of the mansion building, a large reception hall.

Directly in front of the hall is a large oil painting, two people high, depicting a peaceful field scene, rape flowers all over the hills, several women with turbans working hard, and in the distance smoke curling from the cooking, which seems to have a village.

"Good drawing. As soon as Liu Wei entered the room, his eyes lit up at the moment, and he praised: "Looking at this handiwork, it is a bit like a masterpiece of the classical revival era." ”

Viscount Limbatten smiled and said: "It seems that the Liu Wei brothers also have some research on art, yes, this painting is from the hand of the classicist master Roman a hundred years ago, and I just happened to have some income recently, so I can take it in one go." ”

"It turned out to be the work of the Romanese masters. Liu Wei was amazed: "I have heard of the name of this master for a long time, and today I can see the real work with my own eyes, this mission is not in vain." ”

Before becoming a sorcerer, Liu Wei used to be a choral conductor in a musical theater, and he had a natural pursuit of art.

Seeger and the others were much more sluggish, and Seeger looked at this huge oil painting, although it felt a little realistic, but it was not much shocking.

After all, his illusions could have been more realistic!

"Father, it's time for me and Barbara to agree, and we're going to play games together today. At this time, William pulled Viscount Limbatton, who was discussing art with Liu Wei.

The viscount frowned, but thinking that Liu Wei and the others would have to live here for a while, and that there would be time for his son to come into contact with this group of mysteries in the future, he said in a soothing tone: "Remember not to go too far, you must come back before dark." ”

"Okay. William nodded obediently, then glanced at Sig and the others shyly, and trotted out all the way.

Next, Liu Wei simply arranged a task, and several people dispersed, each patrolling several corners of the manor, and at the same time, everyone carried a burst of transmission notes. This kind of rune can achieve short-distance communication, which is convenient for everyone to contact, and can also be located, so that they are not afraid of something strange to break them individually.

The place where Sig was assigned was on the left side of the manor, where a large number of maids lived in the manor, and it was relatively safe.

Most of the three disappearances that have occurred at Viscount Limbatton's manor this month have been for the strong-weight manservants, and Jon has the bad luck of being assigned there with another person.

Most of the maid's usual work is to take care of the garden, cleaning, cooking and washing dishes, etc. At dusk, most of the maids gradually returned to their huts and lit kerosene lamps.

For some reason, Seeger always felt that this scene was a little weird.

"It was so quiet. Sieg muttered to himself, "There was no conversation between these maids, not even eye contact, and they were all pale as if they were dead. ”

Sieg walked around the hut area a few times, then found a house, and immediately pushed the door open and entered it.

Inside, a slender woman was reading a book under a dim kerosene lamp, and when she saw Sigurt entering, she slowly looked up at him.

"There is no smell of evil spirits. Sieg felt his surroundings and walked slowly into it.

The maid stood up at the moment, her eyes fixed on Sigurd, her expression humble, but she did not speak.

"What's your name?" asked Sigger.

The servant's room was a little shabby, and it was particularly dim in the dusk, and you could feel a hint of coolness when you walked into it.

"Elizabeth, my lord. The maid bowed her head and said humbly.

"What's the name of the guy who lives next door to you?" asked Sigurt slowly.

The maid named Elizabeth was silent for a while, then slowly shook her head and said lightly, "I don't know, my lord." ”

"Don't know?" Sieg frowned, "Your cabins are so close to each other, and you work together all year round, you wouldn't know her name?"

"My lord, in the manor, it is strictly forbidden for servants to have meaningless communication with each other, and those who violate it will have their tongues cut out. The maid's voice whispered, and her face was also extremely pale.

"Uh......" Sieg was slightly stunned, he was a little confused by this kind of rule.

But considering that some suspicious nobles were very wary of their subordinate servants, and feared that they would unite to deceive their superiors and subordinates and swallow up their property, it was not surprising that there was such a strange order.

Then Sieg asked a few more questions, and the maid answered them all. Sigur felt a little bored, so he nodded and walked out on his own.

For some reason, the maid's answer did not dispel his doubts, but made him feel that there was something strange about this place.

At this time, the transmission note in his pocket began to heat up slightly, and a voice came out of it: "Hurry up to the living room and assemble, the Viscount's only son, William Jr., is missing!"