A dead man.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Viscount Bird had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, he didn't know why this maid appeared in front of him, but now these questions were meaningless, she was dead. Moreover, he killed it with his own hands.

"Oh my God!"

At this moment, Thomson also walked to his master's side, saw the corpse under the steps clearly, and couldn't help but shout with a blue face.

"Master, you, you killed someone?!"

"Well, it's not my fault!"

Viscount Bird frowned and whispered angrily, he couldn't figure out what was going on with this damn castle, maybe he shouldn't have left the guest room at all, but now? In the corridors on either side, there were endless corridors in the dim light, and it was obvious that something was wrong with the damn place. And now Viscount Bird himself is quite chaotic, and things that shouldn't have happened have happened one after another. None of this could have been a coincidence, and until now, Viscount Bird had never seen anyone else in the castle except his own servants.

Could it be that the lord wants to get revenge on himself?

Viscount Bird thought for a moment, and then shook his head, he himself is also a low-level swordsman, and his sensitivity to the surroundings is quite sensitive, he can feel that at this moment, around him, he can't see anyone at all, and he can't sense the breath of a living person. In fact, even the maid herself didn't feel her breath at all, as if she suddenly ran out the moment she appeared.

Although he said that he had killed someone, the other party was not a person with status, and the maid was only a civilian in the final analysis, and at most he would lose some money later, but at the moment this situation made Viscount Bird very worried, he looked up and looked down, only to see that it was pitch black, after all, it was late at night, even in the castle, no one was moving around at will.

And now, Viscount Bird is faced with a dilemma, should he go to the lord, or leave the castle?

From the point of view of the aristocrat's self-esteem, he naturally wanted to go to Yulian and ask him to give him an explanation, after all, he was the master of this place, and as a guest, he was so frightened without being warned in advance, which was definitely a big problem. But instinctively, Viscount Bird wanted to be able to leave the castle immediately, he stood next to the stairs, looking at the stairs hidden in the shadows below, and couldn't help but be in a trance, the stories he had heard when he was a child instantly appeared in his mind, those terrible stories, those terrible rumors, those fantasy corpses, the doubts and fears that he thought had been dispelled returned to him at this time.

What to do? No, you can't leave, it's a shame for the nobility to run away without a fight, and besides, Twilight Castle is located on a high mountain, and even if you want to get to the town below, you have to go through that damn mountain road. In the middle of the night, it is obviously very dangerous to venture down the mountain, and besides, who knows if there is anything dangerous hidden in the woods on both sides of the road?

Well, the only thing left is to go to that lord.

Thinking of this, Viscount Bird straightened his bow tie, then snorted coldly, clenched his long sword, and slowly walked down the stairs.

Heavy footsteps rang out again.

When walking past the maid's corpse, Viscount Bird couldn't help but look at her a few more times, to be honest, he still regretted his rash move, after all, this girl is also very beautiful, it is a pity to die like this. Moreover, he is also a member of the Bird family anyway, and if this matter spreads and is publicized by someone with a heart, then the family's reputation will also suffer, which is definitely not what he wants to see.

However, it will only be said then.

Viscount Bird looked away and looked back at the stairs at his feet, and then he slowly walked down with his back against the wall.

"Huh?"

After turning a corner, Viscount Bird's eyes widened in surprise, what should have been a corridor had now become a wall, where decorative flowers and mirrors were placed, no different from the platform he had just passed. What's going on? Isn't this supposed to be the first floor? How could a wall suddenly appear?

Viscount Bird frowned, if he had believed in his own memories before, now, he no longer dared to rely on his own memories. Although he is very confident, he remembers it very clearly and clearly. But in the reality of this castle, there are always all kinds of errors, Viscount Bird subconsciously wanted to look up to confirm his position, but at this moment there was already Thomson's footsteps behind him, so he could only give up this idea and continue to walk down. No matter how panicked he was, he had to maintain a detached composure in front of his servants, otherwise it would be difficult to maintain his dignity as a master.

Turning the corner again, the bright light dispelled the heavy darkness, and after seeing this bright brilliance, Viscount Bird was also secretly relieved, it seemed that he had really misremembered, and now this was the real way down to the first floor. Thinking of this, he turned around, and at the same time subconsciously lowered his head—and then, standing stiffly in place.

The corpse of a maid lay on the steps not far from her feet, her blank eyes wide open, her pretty face sunken into a strange twisted shape, and a wound from shoulder to chest was slowly bleeding, merging with the crimson carpet, indistinguishable from each other.

Are you kidding!

Viscount Bird gritted his teeth, he was sure that this was the maid he had killed on the platform on the second floor, but she shouldn't be on the platform above her head at the moment, right? So, I remember it again? It's even more impossible!

The sound of heavy breathing came from behind, and Viscount Bird could make out without looking back, it was Thomson's voice, apparently, he also saw the corpse, and was very nervous - perhaps, he also remembered the terrible rumors about this castle, after all, he had been by his side since he was a child, and naturally he had heard those terrible stories, so what now?

Faced with this scene, which was completely beyond his own cognition, Viscount Bird was really a little undecided for a while. He wanted to go back and confirm the corpse - but what was the point? What if he did confirm that the corpse was on the landing above him? What if the corpse was identical below? And what if the corpse was gone? What if he was gone? Viscount Bird was a little unsure of where he was, and he was not even sure if he was still in the castle.

Damn it!

And at this moment, a nameless anger suddenly surged into Viscount Bird's heart.

I'm a nobleman! I'm a member of the Bird family! How can I be intimidated by this damn curse? No, you can't scare me!

Thinking of this, Viscount Bird strode down again, he never looked back at the maid's corpse, but kept going down, he had already made up his mind, no matter what, he must find this damn exit, there must be an exit here!

Level 10, Level 50, Level 100.........

Viscount Bird doesn't remember how many steps he has descended, he feels a little tired, but every time he turns the platform around the corner, he can always see the corpse that fell not far below, she still maintains her previous form, motionless, Viscount Bird's mentality has begun to gradually change a little, he is tired, until now, he has lost count of how many steps he has descended, but he knows very well that this has long exceeded the concept of what it should be, and now he is like a mouse trapped in a circular cage, running helplessly, trying to reach an end that will never exist。

And with all this, Viscount Bird's mood also began to become agitated and restless, and this mood reached its peak after he saw the maid's body again.

"It's you again!!"

This time, Viscount Bird did not step over her body as before, but instead walked over to the corpse with a scream, raised his sword in the air, and his face was hideous and iron-blue.

"Okay, you want to follow me, I'll see when you can follow me!!"

A cold light flashed.

The sharp sword easily sliced off the maid's head, and then Viscount Bird gritted his teeth and kicked it in the head, and soon the deformed head flew down the stairs like a ball, disappearing into the endless darkness.

"Come again, you bitch!!"

Viscount Bird raised his sword again and stabbed the maiden's body, and he frantically stirred hard, cutting one wound after another on the corpse.

"I'll cut off your head, cut off your hands, cut off your feet, see you follow me again, let you follow me again............!!"

Viscount Bird shouted frantically, as if to vent the fear he had been accumulating, and almost lost his sense of proportion, and under his sword, the corpse gradually became a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood flew all over the walls, and at this moment, suddenly, Viscount Bird heard a slight sound on the stairs behind him.

"Da......... Da......... Da ........."

With a rolling sound, a twisted and deformed head slowly rolled under Viscount Bird's feet, and lay back next to the corpse, as it had been cut off, without any change.

After seeing this scene, Viscount Bird's body holding his long sword high stiffened, he stared blankly at the head at his feet, those godless eyes did not have any expression, only Viscount Bird's own fear was reflected.

Thomson ......... You go and see what's going on below. ”

Holding back his fear, Viscount Bird gave the final order, all along, in order to maintain the dignity of his master, he had always walked in front of himself, but now, Viscount Bird no longer wanted to do this.

“.................................”

No one responded, and the sound of heavy breathing still came behind him, but there was no response.

"Thomson, didn't you hear what I said?!"

Viscount Bird turned away angrily, but then he was surprised to find that the one who had been following him was not his servant at all..................

"Master?"

Looking at the back of his master, the loyal servant couldn't help but be a little puzzled, after seeing the body of the maid, his master seemed to have lost his soul, and stood still at the top of the stairs for a long time, what happened to him? What was he thinking?

Thinking of this, Thomson was a little uneasy.

"Master, what's wrong with you?

A terrified Thomson grabbed Viscount Bird's shoulders hard, forcing him to turn to look at him, and then, as if he had seen something terrible, he screamed and fell backwards, then rolled his eyes and lost consciousness completely.