"Who is it?"

Monroe turned his head sharply and blurted out an exclamation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know if it was because I was talking too quickly or turning my head too quickly, the dim candle flame directly turned into a hazy spark, and then went out.

The whole house was suddenly plunged into darkness, and fear rushed over Monroe's heart like a tidal wave.

Because of the window paper, the window behind him could only cast a little moonlight, which looked like the eyes of some monster were shining.

Monro clutched his arms tightly, he was terrified, afraid that in the next second a predator would pounce out of the darkness and tear him apart.

But even so, he bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from yelling out of fear.

The location of the attic was a bit remote, and Monroe was not sure how far his cry for help could be heard on a cold and windy night, and it was unknown if someone heard it, and whether he would come to his rescue against the howling north wind.

And once he annoyed the owner of the voice, Meng Luo felt that with his own strength, he couldn't hold up a few moves.

What's more, he has always shown a strong and optimistic attitude, and if he screams in panic, if others know, he will lose too many favorites, and such an outcome may be more difficult for Monroe to accept than death.

Although the sound of his heart beating in Monroe's ears rattled, his mind did not stop, but analyzed the pros and cons at a speed that made it difficult for him to be confident.

"You better light a candle, or you'll probably be the first 'Earl' to be scared to death. ”

The mysterious voice teased Monro with disdain, like a clever animal tamer playing with a beast of low intelligence.

Monroe lit the candle with a trembling hand, his movements stiff and slow.

If he hadn't pinched the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, I'm afraid that his trembling right hand would have thrown the match directly on his own body.

The orange candle flame illuminated the darkness around Monroe, as if to dispel the chill in his body and the fear in his heart.

"My lord, do you need me to help you with anything?"

Monroe spoke in a tentative tone of apprehension, and as he spoke, he looked around trying to find the location of the owner of the voice.

Until now, Monroe didn't know what had happened to him, or what to call the uninvited guest.

In desperation, Monroe had no choice but to call him an adult in general terms, and offered to help the other party.

He doesn't take the initiative and can't do anything. He is only fourteen years old this year, and he is still just a scum of the black iron rank, and even if he thinks on his heels, he can know that this guy who can sneak into the Earl's Mansion without knowing it definitely has the strength to match his ability.

If you annoy the other party and get rid of yourself silently, it won't be difficult to think about it.

There are many kinds of professionals in the Material Continent, but the ranks are common, namely: Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Legendary.

Unlike spellcasters, knights have little chance of breaking through the rank barrier and advancing to bronze until they reach adulthood (16 years old).

This is because before their bodies have grown and the metabolic cycle in their bodies has not been fully formed, there is basically no possibility of success if they want to stimulate the Dou Qi Seed to advance to bronze and become a real professional.

"Don't look for it, you can't see me!"

The owner of the voice did not answer Munro's inquiry, but expressed his dissatisfaction with Munroe's performance in an extremely impatient tone.

"Yes, yes, I offended. ”

Hearing the other party's scolding, Meng Luo immediately sat upright, retracted his gaze from all directions, and responded in a panic.

"Speaking of which, I do have something I need your help with, and I don't think you will refuse, right?"

The mysterious voice was still full of smiles, but Monroe could clearly feel the presence of that smile.

"That's natural, and I'll do my best to do it, even if my lord tells me to. However, I am just a concubine who is not treated by my father, and I don't have any connections and resources, so I am afraid that I will not have enough ability and delay the affairs of adults......"

Monroe, who has been harshly criticized by his father since he was a child, naturally has a unique way of observing words and feelings.

Therefore, while agreeing in a firm tone, in order to win the favor of the other party, he mentioned his difficulties in a rambling manner, leaving himself a way out early.

"Of course, a concubine who is not treated well by my father will not help me. The mysterious voice said in agreement, and before Monroe could feel the joy in his heart carefully, he continued: "But an earl with his own territory, it is not difficult to fulfill my commission. ”

"Do you want me to introduce you to your father? My lord, it's not that I don't want to help you, you don't know how annoying I am in my father's eyes, if I recommend you, you will definitely break up. ”

"No, I don't want to see your self-righteous father. ”

"Then what do you mean ......"

Somehow, Monroe's heart suddenly panicked, and a hazy joy grew in his heart.

"Don't you want to be the master of the Morte Collar? I think I can help you. ”

"You must be joking, how can I ..... besides, you may not be able to help me. No, no, no, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I don't even know your name yet, so I think ......"

Hearing the other party's question, Monroe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few beats, almost missing a clue on his face. However, years of disguise still made him subconsciously say words of refusal, even though they sounded so insincere.

"My name is Mephistopheles, you don't need to know the rest. There's a secret compartment above the fireplace, open it and you'll see me. ”

The cold voice didn't pay attention to Monroe's insincerity, but directly gave him instructions in a commanding tone.

"I ......"

Monroe's first instinct was to refuse, but after a little thought, he chose to accept.

The reason for him to accept this order, which is likely to be quite dangerous, was not entirely the fear of mysterious voices, but also the desire for the title of earl.

As soon as he heard this command, Meng Luo had a strange intuition in his heart: the other party was fully capable of helping him, a concubine, sit in his father's position, and the other party was willing to help him.

This feeling came so suddenly and so believably that Monroe, carried away by greed, subconsciously ignored the rationality of it.

The secret compartment is located above the fireplace, and the partition door is very thick. If it weren't for the guidance of mysterious voices, and with only those low-end exploration techniques such as "knocking on the wall" that Monroe mastered, I am afraid that he would not have discovered it in his life.

Not to mention, the opening mechanism of the hidden compartment was cleverly designed inside the fireplace, and its secrecy was even comparable to that of his father's study.

When the dark compartment was opened, a rotten breath rushed in, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.

Monlo had to wave his arm and take a few steps backwards, his body shaking nearly extinguishing the candlestick in his other hand.

By candlelight, Monro could see what was in the dark compartment: in a somewhat narrow cubicle, a palm-sized black statue was placed in the center, covered in dust.