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When Lynch took Ms. Fran back to the door of the mansion and looked at the empty and motionless ordinary room, he suddenly felt a deep feeling in his heart.

"Lynch, are you sure it's here? If you don't find it, let's go back, I'll come here often in the future." Fran looked down at Lynch's head, the expression on his face full of regret.

"Yes, yes. Lynch looked up at Fran, his left eye was as dark as broken glass, and it was a bit thrilling just to look at.

"There's still a sign of me kicking through the door—" Lynch pointed to the small hole in the doorway, silent as he looked at the hole that had appeared after he had kicked it for the first time.

If he's not mistaken, he'd probably smashed the door.

Fran didn't look at Lynch again, she looked inside the door, at the gloomy hall inside, the rotting furniture, the musty smell inside, and the staircase up the middle of the waist to break.

There were no long corridors, no red carpets, no seeping murals, no dark shadows walking on the ceiling, and her perception could easily cover the entire mansion, clearly probing everything inside, and there was no situation like Lynch called "feeling like being swallowed".

She touched Lynch's head, which seemed to be frozen, opened the rotten door, and stepped inside.

"Ms. Fran—"

"It's okay, Lynch, the monster inside has already run away. ”

She frowned, the smell in the room was really unpleasant.

Lynch followed behind Fran, holding a brand new lantern in his hand, and scanning everything with his dark eyes, the light source seemed very reliable.

He even admired himself for having the courage to re-enter the place. After all, he didn't know what Fran's strength was, but with Lynch's senses here, if she wasn't a thigh-level figure, if something happened again, both of them might have to play GG.

"Let's go out. Lynch couldn't help but say to Fran.

Fran is not tall, although she is called a lady, but if you look at the back, she has a slender figure like a girl, and this kind of person really has no way to give people a sense of security.

"Okay. Fran smiled comfortingly, "There's really nothing here—"

Suddenly, Fran's speech was interrupted by a sound from upstairs that sounded like marbles falling to the ground.

Almost immediately, the two men covered their perceptions towards the second floor.

Lynch's heart tightened.

Once again, he felt as if he had been swallowed up by a black hole, just as he had felt when he stood in the doorway, and that darkness was constantly expanding, and at this rate, it would soon expand to the entire mansion.

He looked at Fran and found that Fran was also frowning, looking up at the ceiling, and muttering, "How did this happen?"

Gotta run away.

Lynch pulled Raffron's dress: "Ma'am, I think we have to get out." ”

Fran didn't move, just looked up at the ceiling like a statue.

"Ma'am?" Lynch's heart tightened again, and he tugged at Lafran's dress again, but she still didn't respond.

"Am I......" Lynch looked around, feeling that something was gradually changing in the house, and he looked at the door, but felt that the distance between himself and the door was getting farther and farther away.

Without doing anything, Lynch threw away the new lantern in his hand and ran out of the way, although he was young, but with a sword in his hand, he could easily carry a rather petite woman.

But bumps and bumps along the way are indispensable because of their size.

The pattern downstairs began to change, and the long hallway reappeared as Lynch escaped, and the people on Lynch's shoulders began to get heavier and heavier.

Hysterical, neurotic laughter and cries appeared behind Lynch.

Footsteps came from the ceiling again, following Lynch's steps, but Lynch smashed the rotten gate in front of him with the battering ram on his shoulder before the new situation appeared, and stepped out of the door again.

Almost as soon as he stepped out of the door, the weight on his shoulders came back to life.

"Okay, okay Lynch, put me down. Fran's tone sounded very calm.

It's okay to pretend to be dead just now. Lynch put Fran down and looked back, inside the broken door, the room was dark, but there was no movement, cries, laughter, footsteps, as if it had never existed. After making sure it was safe for now, Lynch looked at Fran.

"Mrs. Fran, are you alright?"

Fran brushed the dregs of wood from between his hair, his face was as pale as paper, and then he bent over, spat out a mouthful of blood, and vomited to the ground.

Lynch was taken aback and a little at a loss, so he had to repeat what he had just said:

"Mrs. Fran...... Are you alright? Shall we retreat first?"

He didn't know if Fran knew he was using her as a tool.

"It's fine. Fran's face was much better after vomiting blood, she straightened up, looked at the second floor of the mansion in front of her, and her face was solemn: "Thanks to you for saving me from here, Lynch, I have to thank you." ”

Lynch followed her gaze.

In the window of the second floor, a black humanoid figure stood out, very conspicuous against the white curtains.

While Lynch observes it, he also pays attention to projecting it onto Lynch.

Lynch snorted, his head stimulated by a pinprick of surveillance.

Fran pulled Lynch behind him, and he stared at the dark shadow on the second floor without showing any weakness.

Now is not the time to compete. Lynch, who was hiding behind Fran, felt much better, but still didn't understand Fran's behavior. I obviously didn't even see anyone else, I was stiffened and vomited blood, and I had to carry it out. Now it's not good to run outside other people's territory and look at people here?

"Hmph. The sound passed through the inexplicable space and into Lynch's ears, and at the same time, he felt something more in his body.

The figure on the second floor turned into smoke and disappeared.

"It's a mark. Fran whispered.

Lynch immediately understood what Fran meant. This kind of marking is like a mark made on the prey during hunting, which is convenient for tracking and hunting, and it also has the meaning of "this thing is mine, don't move" in it.

That's a bit of a bad luck. Lynch sighed secretly in his heart, originally thinking that the little one was bullied and asked the old one to come over to find the field, but he didn't expect the field to come back, and he made a mark after being almost beaten back.

It's not enough.

Lynch looked at the sword in his hand.

"It's strong, right?" Lynch asked.

To Lynch's surprise, Fran shook his head.

"It's not strong. She said as she pulled a few pieces of rune paper from her waist pocket, "If this place were destroyed, it would be very weak. ”

"How do you know? Have you ever seen a monster like this before?"

"Nope. Fran shook her head, the rune paper in her hand began to burn, and the remaining sawdust on her hair spontaneously combusted, but it didn't affect her hair in the slightest: "This is what my talent told me. ”

With that, she threw the rune paper into the door of the black hole not far away.

Lynch swallowed as he looked at the devoured rune paper.

"Shall we call someone?"

There were a few muffled noises in the house, and then the whole house began to collapse, and in a short time it was in ruins.

The two men stood in place until the smoke cleared and the entire ruins began to burn.

Fran looked at the burning ruins and sighed.

"Let's go. With that, she pulled Lynch and turned away.

"Is it dead?" asked Lynch.

"Of course not, I don't have that strength. Fran shook his head with a heavy face and said, "Don't patrol after you go back, live with me." However, we may have to stay a little further away from the gathering place. When the time comes, I will report this matter as above, as long as it is still in the inner ring and here, this matter will always be resolved. ”

Lynch nodded in agreement.

The crackling sound of the burning was gone, and the light reflected by the flames was gone.

Lynch couldn't help but look back.

The gloomy mansion was intact, standing in place in the black mist, as if nothing had happened in this mansion area.

The eyes in the pool blinked, surfaced, and watched the two of them go away.