"Sir, Lord Viscount Kemp, Speaker of the House of Lords, is downstairs. While Sir Hansen and Roger were discussing how to solve this problem of the church once and for all, Sir Hansen's butler came to the door, knocked on it, and spoke.

"Why did he come here?" said Sir Hansen and Roger looked at each other, both with some surprise in their eyes.

Although the three of them are all working for the Church of the Lord of the Sky, they are not together, and even in the political camp, they are in a hostile state, on one side are the commoners, on the other side are the merchant faction, and on the other side are the aristocratic faction.

Hansen and Roger were both born in Lanxi, although one is a resident of Cage City and the other is an ordinary civilian, but both of them have similar lives and circumstances, so they still have some content to talk to each other, and the two are also because of the mediation mission they jointly took over this time.

However, Viscount Camp is an old aristocrat, and Hansen and Roger, who were born in Lanxi, have no topic, even if it is the same mediation task, they have not had any discussion with the two, and even the mediation letter is sent separately.

Now Viscount Camp suddenly appeared in Hansen's mansion, and did not send a servant to inform him in advance according to the normal rules, so that the master's family was somewhat prepared, so he came over directly, and an old nobleman like Viscount Camp, who is very interest-oriented, should not have such an almost rude behavior.

Sir Hansen and Roger were surprised, and both felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't say that something was wrong, so Sir Hansen instructed the butler to bring Viscount Camp up.

After a while, Viscount Camp came to Sir Hansen's study, and when he entered, the old man did not wait for the two of them to stand up and salute, but said directly: "Gentlemen, are you not here today because you are uneasy?"

Sir Hansen and Roger were stunned, and both nodded in agreement.

Roger spoke, "I received news that there was no movement on Lady Sylvia's side, and I felt that something was wrong, so I came to Sir Hansen to discuss what to do. ”

Sir Hansen added: "I also sensed that something was wrong, and when I wanted to go to Secretary General Roger, he took the initiative to find him. As he spoke, he asked in a deep voice to Viscount Kemp, "Could it be that you are also ...... Viscount?"

Viscount Camp nodded, said the uneasiness he felt before, and then said with a solemn face: "This matter is very wrong, the three of us felt uneasy almost at the same time, I think this may be an omen." ”

"Omen, what omen?" Roger asked, frowning.

Sir Hansen seemed to understand the old man's words, and said in a deep voice, "Sylvia may have sent someone to Hanlock City to strike at us, so we have received a sign at the same time, which may be a warning from the Lord." ”

Roger said in disbelief, "How dare she? How dare she send someone to assassinate a high-ranking government official, and why would she target us......"

"Because we intervened in that matter, we were not outsiders, but participants, participants against her heirs. Viscount Camp looked at Roger and said, "Don't say anything like she dare, she's a witch, and there's really nothing in this world that she doesn't dare." ”

"And what do we do now?" Roger asked.

Sir Hansen and Viscount Camp were silent for a moment, then looked at each other and said in unison, "Go to the Templar." ”

Obviously, both Sir Hansen and Viscount Camp knew very well that if Sylvia really sent someone to deal with them, then the person sent was definitely not an ordinary person, definitely a strong person with extraordinary power, and this kind of person had to go to the Sanctuary first to avoid this limelight, and then find other capable people to solve the matter, such as Rupert Fitz or King Philip.

Thinking of this, the three people in the room couldn't help but regret participating in this matter.

Just as Sir Hansen was about to tell his servants to prepare the carriage, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong around him.

"What's the matter?" Viscount Camp wondered when he saw Sir Hansen suddenly freeze in place.

"Something is wrong. Sir Hansen said truthfully, "But I just don't know what's wrong." ”

"Sound, there was no sound around. Roger was obviously a little more attentive and quickly sensed that something was wrong.

It was lunchtime, and Sir Hansen's cook was preparing food in the kitchen below, and the other servants were helping, and although the room was separated by a thick plank, it was still impossible to block out the sound.

Sir Hansen's apartment building was next to the main road, and there must have been a lot of horse-drawn carriages walking back and forth on the street outside, and the sound of the carriages crushing the stone pavement and the neighing of horses mixed together to form a noise that could easily be transmitted into the house.

However, at this moment, no sound could be heard in the ears of the three of them, as if everything around them had disappeared and they were in a world of absolute silence.

Sensing that something was wrong, the three immediately walked out of the room and went downstairs, and when they went downstairs, all three of them took out their weapons, a delicate mechanical crossbow, or a firearm that used special bullets, and at the same time each took out the transcendent items that had been taught to them, so that when they encountered someone who used supernatural powers, they could effectively deal with some attacks.

The three of them went downstairs and immediately saw that the servants of Sir Hansen's house were lying on the ground, looking as if they were dead.

"It's a coma!" said Sir Hansen, wiping the pulse of one of the servants' neck leaning on the stairs, probing his nose again, and then telling the story.

"We got out of here immediately. The sense of crisis in Viscount Camp grew stronger, and he made a decision without hesitation, and before the other two agreed, he walked to the door of the apartment and opened the door.

It's just that the old man was stunned the moment he opened the door, because the scene that greeted him was not the small garden of the apartment he saw when he came, but himself, a self with shock written on his face, as if there was a mirror standing in front of him.

"What's going on?" Sir Hansen and Roger, who were also aware of the anomaly, stepped forward with vigilance, and looked at themselves in the mirror with a worried look.

Sir Hansen pulled Viscount Camp and Roger back for some distance, then picked up a vase on the tea table next to him and threw it at the mirror, which saw through the mirror unobstructed.

Seeing this scene, Roger immediately said: "It seems that this is just a phantom ......"

Before Roger could finish speaking, the vase that had been thrown into the mirror flew out of the mirror, fell to the ground, and shattered.

"We're trapped!" Although Viscount Camp didn't know what was going on, his years of experience still allowed him to quickly judge the current situation of the three of them.

Roger turned to look at the window next to him, and when he saw the scene of the small garden outside the window, he immediately said, "Window, we can go out through the window." ”

Viscount Camp shook his head and said, "It's impossible, it's impossible for the other party to miss such an important entrance as the window." ”

Sir Hansen seemed to think of something, and said, "Let's go to the rooftop!"

Hearing this proposal, Viscount Kemp nodded, he didn't know if it would be useful, but he could give it a try.

So the three of them immediately went upstairs again, and soon passed through a secret door and stairs to the entrance and exit of the rooftop.

Sir Hansen took a breath and opened the door as if he had made a big decision.

However, when the door opened, there was no such mirror image in front of it, and what was seen was the rooftop outside.

The three of them were all ecstatic at this scene, but they were all very cautious, and Sir Hansen took an object and threw it tentatively towards the door.

The thing didn't disappear and fly back out like the vase downstairs, but it passed through the door and landed on the rooftop outside.

The other two had each tested a few times, threw a few things in case something happened, and the results were normal, as if they had seen that strange situation downstairs had disappeared.

However, they are not so naïve, in their opinion, the current situation should obviously be that the people sent by Sylvia are attacking them, and since they have already made a move, that person should not let them go so easily, and there is a mirror downstairs blocking the way for them to leave, but the rooftop does not, which does not mean that the rooftop is not dangerous, but it may be a sign that the rooftop is very dangerous.

"We should stay here. Roger suddenly suggested.

"Stay here?" Sir Hansen and Viscount Camp both frowned, they didn't think it would be better to stay in the house, because from the perspective of many circumstances, such as the sleeping servant, the anomaly at the exit downstairs, etc., all showed that the enemy had invaded the house, and staying in the house could only passively wait for the other party to attack them, which neither of them wanted to see.

"If you want to stay, stay! I'm not going to stay and die. Sir Hansen said to Roger, and then walked to the door of the rooftop, looked out carefully, then took a deep breath and stepped out.

However, what worried the three did not happen, Sir Hansen did not encounter any attacks, and the other two were relieved to see this scene, but they still watched Sir Hansen stay outside for a while, and made sure that there was no danger before walking out.

When he reached the rooftop, the voices that had disappeared before reappeared, and by this time Sir Hansen had reached the edge of the rooftop, and he looked out into the street, and when he saw the passing vehicles and pedestrians, he immediately waved his arms and shouted loudly, hoping to get the attention of those people, and the other two ran over and did the same.

However, what is strange is that no matter how much they shout and wave their arms, the people on the street don't seem to see them, and they don't react as they should.

"Damn, what's going on?" Viscount Camp felt some pain in his throat, stopped calling, cursed, and said, "We'll find a way to get down from here......"

As he spoke, the light around him suddenly dimmed, as if time was passing at a rapid pace, and before a few people could react, the sky became completely dark, and the surrounding streets disappeared, replaced by a deep black, as if what they had just seen was an illusion.

"It's a trap, let's get back ......," Roger said anxiously, ready to turn around and go back inside, but he found that the entrance and exit from before had disappeared, even the rooftop beneath their feet had disappeared, and they seemed to be suspended in the air.

"What's going on?" the three of them became extremely nervous, and their hands involuntarily grasped the holy and pseudo-artifacts given to them by the Lord of the Sky on their bodies.

A gentle force emanated from the holy and pseudo-artifacts they held in their hands, causing their restless emotions to recover quickly, and their bodies radiated bursts of light because of this power, as if they had been blessed by the Lord of the Sky.

"Praise my lord!" all three of them drew the emblem of the Lord of the Sky on their chests, and prayed sincerely.

At this moment, the three of them almost simultaneously had an inexplicable feeling, which drove them all to look up.

Huge bubbles covered the entire dark sky, and each of these bubbles contained an eyeball, and the pupils of these eyeballs were all aimed at the three of them.

Seeing this scene, the three people invariably had an extreme fear in their hearts, and all the thoughts in their minds seemed to be stirred together by someone's stick, all of them couldn't speak, their hands couldn't move, they couldn't even think normally, the only thing they wanted to do was shout, shout, laugh, cry, and jump.

"Sir, sir, what's wrong with you?" the butler, who had just sent Viscount Camp to the study, was downstairs directing the servants to prepare lunch, and it seemed that the Speaker of the House of Lords would have lunch here, and he must prepare the dishes in a hearty manner, lest he be said to be a redneck table.

However, just as everything was going on in an orderly manner, all the people in the kitchen downstairs heard a burst of shouting from upstairs, mixed with very abnormal crying and laughter, and then heard someone jumping hard overhead, slamming the floor, and the sound of furniture falling to the ground.

Sensing that something was wrong, the butler immediately ran upstairs with a few strong servants, and then knocked on the door to ask, but the answer given by the door was only some crazy shouting and crying and laughing.

The butler immediately asked the servant to slam the door open, and then rushed in, and what caught his eyes was a mess of the study, most of the furniture was pushed to the ground, all kinds of books and documents were scattered all over the ground, and the three people in the room were all screaming and laughing in the room like a madman, crying and laughing, all the clothes on their bodies were torn, and they were frantically hitting the ground and walls with their heads, and even the blood on their heads did not stop.

Seeing this scene, the housekeeper immediately asked the servant to control all three of them, and immediately sent someone to find a doctor, and at the same time notified the families of the other two to inform them of the current situation.

For a while, the news that Sir Hansen and the other three had suddenly gone crazy slowly spread from this small apartment building and gradually spread.