Fonta Le Mans did attract most of the vampires, and in this case, there was nothing Christine, Natasha and Spencer Jessica could do other than pray for Le Mans.

The three of them walked out of the room gently, and then cautiously walked forward in the corridor, there are still vampires on patrol here, and Christine and the others at this time need to avoid fighting as much as possible, because the battle will definitely attract other vampires.

In order to avoid the vampires patrolling over, the three of them had to hide on the upper floor, this is a tall tower in Lonely Castle, it is strange, there are no guards here, although going to the tower, it will trap the three Christine, but at this time they have no way out, they can only go to the tower.

The tower was ascended by a spiral staircase, and Christine felt like she had climbed for a long time, and finally reached the top, and there was a gate at the top of the tower, and the gate was firmly closed, and it felt like it had not been opened for years.

Christine gently pressed her hand against the door, and suddenly, she felt a strange force rush into her body, and before she could exert force, the door gently opened.

Christine's eyes widened, and she made eye contact with Natasha and Jessica, who agreed to be stunned, and nodded slightly, Kristen walked through the door first, followed by Natasha and Jessica.

It was a richly decorated hall, with a red velvet carpet spread underfoot, and some paintings neatly arranged around the hall, and Jessica gently walked over to them, carefully examined them, and then she suddenly covered her mouth, she wanted to scream, but she held back.

"These are Roland Agatha paintings!"

Jessica said excitedly, but she noticed that Christine and Natasha were looking at her with confused eyes, and Jessica immediately suppressed her excitement.

"I'm so sorry, noble lady, low-level people like Chris and I don't understand art. Natasha sneered sarcastically.

"Natasha!" and Kristen looked dissatisfied with Natasha's tone, obviously she didn't want to embarrass Jessica, she looked at Jessica apologetically, and Jessica just shrugged her shoulders.

"Roland Agatha, more than 300 years ago, was born in the northern part of the Alor continent of the princess of the Roland Kingdom, she was the greatest painter of the Alor continent at that time, but Agatha just caught up with the decay of the Roland Kingdom, she changed from a princess to a commoner, but her paintings have continued to be brilliant. Jessica patiently explained.

"It seems that the owner of this room is quite fond of the painter. Natasha said lightly.

"Perhaps...... The owner of this room is Roland Agatha herself. Christine said softly suddenly, staring at a portrait of a woman.

"What? Chris, you're obsessed with art too?" Natasha said with a smile.

The title of the painting is self-painting, and the name on the signature is Roland Agatha. Christine pointed to the portrait and said softly.

Christine's words attracted the attention of Natasha and Jessica, who approached the portrait and saw what Christine was referring to, which was a beautiful, dignified woman in a pale dress, blonde hair and blue eyes, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh my God, is this Roland Agatha herself? she's so beautiful!" exclaimed Jessica.

"Cut! I was ......" Natasha wanted to be strong, but after she saw this portrait, she suddenly had a feeling of self-shame, indeed, the woman in the portrait was so beautiful, even Natasha, who was once very confident in her appearance, did not dare to say that she was once more beautiful than the woman in the portrait.

"Roland Agatha's self-painting has never been leaked before, and this self-portrait must have been expensive. "Jessica is a big fan of art, especially paintings, and she really has a lot of them in the town of Polipoli on the Free Frontier, so she's quite coveted them at this time.

"Maybe she's just glorifying herself. Natasha said angrily.

"You're just jealous!" Jessica couldn't help but start to retort, she has always been a competitive girl, but the object of her previous argument has always been the high-level ranger on the free side, Wingman Miria.

"You two stop me first. Christine impatiently stopped the two of them from arguing, and then continued to ask, "What happened to this Roland Agatha, and what was her condition after she died?"

After her death, she traveled all over the continent of Yarrow, and her fame was already quite large, and she had never been involved in politics, so no one would threaten her, on the contrary, many people wanted to protect her, but she never seemed to have sought out anyone as her partner. Jessica obviously knows a thing or two about Roland Agatha's story, after all, it's her favorite painter.

"And what about her end, is she a stranger?" Christine continued.

"It's strange to say, the legend of Roland Agatha gradually diminished like this, and finally it was as if this person disappeared out of thin air, no one knows where she ended up, some legends say that she ended up in the far west of the continent of Osyk, and some people say that she left the main material realm and went to another plane. Jessica shrugged, apparently that was all she knew.

"I want to ...... Our great painter did not go to the Osik Continent, let alone to other planes, but stayed in the Yarrow Continent, stayed here, where we are standing now. Christine looked at the portrait and said softly.

Jessica was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, she also looked at the portrait, what Christine said was not unreasonable, so to speak...... Roland Agatha may have become a vampire, or perhaps she was somewhere in this castle at this time.

"Even if this was Agatha's room, it's clear that no one has been to this room for years, maybe she's a vampire, but she's probably dead. Natasha spread her hands, apparently not much interest in the topic.

Christine was still staring at the portrait, she tilted her head, trying to think about something, and then suddenly looked for something in the room, this tower, in addition to this hall, also contained a compartment, which was the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Christine saw that the large bed was facing a dresser, and there was a jewel pendant hanging from the dresser, Christine stepped forward, picked up the jewel pendant, and then went back to the hall, she looked at the pendant, and then looked at the portrait, this pendant is the pendant worn by Roland Agatha in the portrait.

"This pendant looks quite valuable, is there anything special about it?" asked Natasha with interest.

"This is the Soul Stone. Christine said softly.

"Soul Stone, what's that?" Jessica was surprised, as was Natasha.

"I don't know......" Christine kept staring at the portrait, which made Jessica feel a little uneasy.

"You don't know, how do you know it's a soul stone?" Natasha also noticed Christine's strangeness.

"She told me...... Christine slowly raised her arm and pointed her finger directly at the portrait, or rather, at Roland Agatha in the portrait.

Natasha and Jessica followed Christine's fingers together, looked at the portrait, looked at Roland Agatha, suddenly, they felt a wave of dizziness, a wave of nausea, at this moment, as if the world was turned upside down, they felt that they were constantly spinning, as if their souls were about to be emptied, and finally, they couldn't resist, their whole bodies went limp, and the three of them collapsed to the ground together.

"Welcome to the Tomb of Souls. ”

A hollow, emotionless voice came, the voice came from nowhere, Christine, Natasha and Jessica raised their heads at the same time, but the world seemed to be just dark......