The astrologer's apprentice had never witnessed such a bloody scene in his short seventeen years of life, and even after the continuous war of St. Borun and the brutal battle of Cherry, the passage of life had touched him far less than the scene in front of him, and a familiar man had stabbed a dagger into his eye socket just a few yards away, "Miss Rose!" Jonah frantically shouted the other man's name, and the fit pounced to stop the fat woman from harming herself, but Rose Rose stretched out his fat left hand, and an invisible but qualitative wall of qi appeared in the air, "banging" to block the impact of the astrologer's apprentice.

"Don't feel guilty, we all made a vow when we joined the ghost's left hand, and this is the path we have chosen, Jonah. The Archon of the Sukasa Gorge said calmly, drawing the dagger in his right hand, and her right eyeball, which was embedded in the tip of the knife, was pulled out of the socket with a pop, and blood splattered out immediately.

"Why are you doing this!" Jonah slammed into the hard wall of air in despair, he was only one step away from Ross Rose, but it became an insurmountable moat.

"Why? I forgot why, I just knew I should. There was no pain in Ross Rose's voice, only the indifference of seeing through everything, and she flicked her dagger, her blood-stained eyeballs falling to the ground, and her bones rolled far away on the woolen carpet, leaving a shocking bright red trail. "Don't be afraid, it's just a routine ritual and it will be over soon. She smiled comfortingly, but her teeth were stained with blood, and she looked horrible. "Flutter!" the dagger plunged into her right ear, the tip of the knife submerging.

Jonah fell to his knees with a thud and thumped his hands against the wall, "Don't do it anymore...... I beg you to ......"

"Pain is just a fleeting illusion, don't be fooled by it. Rose drew his dagger, spun the blade, and stabbed himself head-on. Her fat face was dripping with blood, blood dripping down the royal blue cloak, the soft plush carpet couldn't absorb much blood, and a small pool of blood had already appeared at the archon's feet.

"I beg you...... I command you to ......" The feeling of powerlessness once again conquered the astrologer apprentice, who had already felt this deep humiliation too many times and had to choose to stand by and watch again and again. "No......" humble tears filled his eyes, and Jonah lowered his head and wailed.

"Sometimes loss is the best gift. Miss Ross drew her dagger again, and with one last sentence, swung her knife and cut the tip of her tongue.

Jonah never knew that a living person could shed so much blood, and the blood had soaked through her clothes, making the plump woman a terrifying red statue. He didn't understand why all this was going on, could it be that he was acting crazy because of a few questions from his own? Why did this mysterious organization called the "Left Hand of the Ghost" have such crazy rules?

A whirlwind blew through the air, and the steely wall of air suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and Jonah fell to the ground and stretched out his right hand to the Archon of Sukasa Canyon: "Rose, Miss Rose......"

Ross sat down on the ground wearily, staring at the helpless 17-year-old with his only remaining eye, trying to say something, but unable to make a sound, and finally turned into a meaningful bow.

"Bang bang bang!" just then there was a knock on the door, and the astrologer turned back in horror to look at the bedroom door, "Brother Jonah, have you woken up? It's been a whole day, and if you don't wake up, I'll break in." Assai's gentle and nice male voice rang out outside the door.

"I ...... I'm not up yet! I'll come back later?" Jonah replied nervously, standing up with his staff propped up.

"I just said that the old prince's wine is a bit unauthentic, maybe it was dumped by his unfilial son into a bargain, you look at the-for-tat eyes of the father and son, it's really a spark!" the Oriental man said bad things about his master happily, and the brass doorknob began to turn, "I'm in, oh, cover the vital organs." I don't know what you Western Continent people are used to, but in my hometown, the men of the whole village bathe in a big pond. ”

"No, no, don't come in yet, wait a minute......" Jonah panicked and rushed to the door, trying to lock the door from the inside, but his steps staggered due to the impact of his spirit, and as soon as he pounced in front of the door, Asai pushed the door and walked in, scanning the room with his usual bright smile: "Oh, yes, Prince Harrymaya is a real snob, look at your bedroom, and then look at the little pigeon cage where I live, the difference is too obvious!" I don't mind where you sleep, but it's a bit lonely for you to live in such a big room by yourself, isn't it, Brother Jonah?...... If you don't mind, will I move in with you?"

The astrologer apprentice's back was covered with cold sweat, and he tried his best to block the other party's vision with his body, and said with a forced smile: "Who said it wasn't, I just woke up, and the wine at the banquet was too strong...... I haven't had time to freshen up and brush my teeth, Ah Sai, can you let me tidy up first?"

The Oriental looked at him with a strange expression: "Who is the grooming for the big night? Aren't you dressed quite neatly? Go ahead, I'll sit here for a while." Voila! I have prepared drinks, fruits, and snacks for you! I only have a bottle of water in my room! Stingy, stingy......" He reached out and patted Jonah on the shoulder, and walked to the inside of the room, the small coffee table next to the floor-to-ceiling window was full of food and drink, and Assai's eyes stared straight at the delicate pastry, and walked around Jonah.

Jonah didn't have time to stop him, and as soon as he made a mistake, Rose Rose's tragic situation would be reflected in the eyes of the Orientals. At this moment, Jonah's heart almost stopped, and his mind was in a moment full of thoughts about how to explain all this to his new acquaintance, and in fact he needed someone to explain it to him, and the most confused person now must be himself......

But he saw Asai walking through the room, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the night of the garden outside, and took a deep breath......: "Ahhh Don't drive me away, Brother Jonah, and I'll stay here tonight—this is a very serious colonial declaration!"

The heart fluttered and resumed beating, and the astrologer apprentice slowly exhaled a turbid breath and said inexplicably: "Yes, the night is beautiful, of course you can live here, the bed is also big anyway." He jerked back, and was dumbfounded to find the center of the bedroom empty, nothing. Ross Rose, who was badly injured and fell to the ground, the piercing pool of blood on the white carpet, the eyeball that rolled far away, everything disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The Oriental picked up a piece of dim sum and threw it into his mouth to chew, squinting his eyes comfortably: "Squeak, squeak...... Butter, cream, sugar, eggs and flour are in just the right proportion, and the heat is so precise that just a little bit of salt is perfect...... No, such a delicious snack is not something you can come across at any time, so you must bring some back. He began to fill his coat pocket with small snacks, glancing back at Jonah: "Don't tell the miser that a plate of butter mille-feuille will not exhaust his ...... Oh, is this the legendary custard pudding? And sprinkled with raisins! There's chocolate powder sprinkled on it? It's going to kill you!"

Jonah covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming madly. He crept up to the place where the tragedy had been, and crouched down to touch the woolen carpet, which was soft and delicate, without the slightest trace of blood, and there was no evidence that a plump lady had ever fallen here, and so much blood, blood flowing like a river.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the astrologer apprentice slowly stood up, clenching his staff tightly to prevent him from falling to the ground from the violent tremors of his legs. What had just happened was by no means an illusion, nor was it an illusion or a projection of magic, and Jonah trusted his judgment and did not feel any magical fluctuations in the space. There must be, there must be some clue left, and no matter how much the ghost's left hand removes Ross and the bloodstains, it will not be possible to erase all traces perfectly!

Jonah pondered nervously. At this time, Asai suddenly turned around, twitched his nose, and said indistinctly with his mouth stuffed with food, "Do you smell rats? It seems to smell ox blood?"

A thunderclap flashed in Jonah's head, and he took a deep breath, and sure enough, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, although it was much thinner than just now, but it was clear evidence of Ross Rose's blood. Great, at least the ghost's left hand is real, Miss Ross is real, and so many frightening words about betrayers and the end of the world just now are true...... Is this a good thing? The astrologer apprentice didn't know whether to be relieved or frightened.

"Oh, oops, hunger bites the hungry tongue, no wonder ......" The Oriental man slapped his head and suddenly realized, squeaking and chewing on the things in his mouth: "I'm sorry, when I get hungry in a strange place, I can't help but want to hoard food, the poor family's children's paper, the bitter paper is used to birds......"

Jonah waved his hand weakly: "Eat slowly...... I'll go to the bathroom and wash my face......" He shuffled into the bathroom adjacent to the bedroom, closed the door, and sat on the floor with his back against the door, staring blankly at the mirror opposite. Above the carved brass washbasin was a large silver mirror, in which a thin pale young man in a blue robe stared at him with blank eyes, his empty eyes hiding a deep helplessness.

"Look!" Jonah grabbed his cowhide slippers from the floor and threw them in the mirror, then buried his face in his knees and wept.