A group of people pushed open the wooden door and entered the lobby of the Crow Inn.

Contrary to all Rao's expectations, unlike the old and dilapidated appearance, the interior decoration and furnishings of the hotel were unexpectedly good, clean and tidy, and slightly luxurious.

All walls are clad in oak wainscoting and leather wallpaper, which effectively insulates the outside from moisture, preventing the walls from moisture and mildew, and drying out the interior.

The hall on the first floor is five meters high, and the huge copper chandelier is clearly antique, covered with green patina, and dozens of butter candles burn quietly above, radiating a soft glow.

The wooden floor was uneven and creaking to the touch, apparently over the years, and a thick wool carpet was laid in the center of the hall, and stone sculptures were displayed on the shelves on either side.

The huge benches in the hall were covered with bearskins, and the fireplace was burning brightly with a pleasant crackling sound.

Maxim ran over and sat down on the bench, he stretched out with his eyes closed, stroked the thick and soft bear skin with his palm, and said leisurely with his legs crossed:

"It's so comfortable! It's much better than I can imagine the best-case scenario! I thought we were going to have to live in those cold, damp huts in the countryside and suffer, but this time we have come to the right place! ”

Rosemary and Edgar also loved it, and the sisters held hands and looked around excitedly.

Everything in the inn is full of history and history, which makes you feel mysterious and interesting.

Baron Victor stood respectfully aside, playing the role of his bodyguard, and he watched the two princesses run around like a loving old king.

Victor loved the inn very much, mainly because the roof was high enough that even a tall giant like him didn't have to walk on his waist, and everything satisfied him, and Victor hummed a song and went to the front desk of the inn to book a room.

When the two royal sisters saw the bearskin, they also ran over and sat on the bench, they put their arms around Maxim's arm left and right, the three brothers and sisters snuggled together, and Princess Rosemary leaned on the prince's shoulder and closed her eyes:

"Great! I love this hostel! This is our temporary nest, and this trip will definitely be very enjoyable! ”

Constance pushed William to stroll through the cloister at the edge of the hall, both drawn to the paintings on the walls.

The paintings on the walls are not the usual landscapes, nor portraits of celebrities, but rare paintings of classical religious epics created by Templar painters.

Most of the content is holy envoys fighting hell demons, and each one is painted magnificently, which is very eye-catching.

Judging from the antiquity of the frames, these paintings should be quite old.

Prince Constance stopped in front of an oil painting, and he was quite accomplished in the appreciation of classical art, and admired it with interest:

"This ambassador's drawing is also fantastic! Look at the solid muscle lines, the holy white wings, and the bloodshot eyeballs are drawn, almost like they are alive.

The brutal image of the demon of hell is also vivid, and those sharp horns and hooves must have been drawn like goats, which is great! This must be the work of a well-known master, but unfortunately it is not signed. ”

Young Master William, who was in a wheelchair, became interested in a bust sculpture.

The sculpture is placed in an inconspicuous corner and is carved from a single piece of white jade.

The delicate carving clearly shows the face of an adult man, his face is elongated, the top of his head is bare, only some remnants of hair around the ears, and the muscles on his face are tense, and he is full of the image of an old-school aristocrat with a resolute and ruthless personality.

The statue has a hooked nose and thick lips, high brow bones, deep eye sockets, and a pair of uncolored stone eyes staring coldly ahead.

William stared at the statue for a long time: "This person doesn't look ordinary, I always feel that the person in this sculpture is ...... There are inextricable connections with this inn, and they all seem cold and weird. ”

The old man who was in charge of receiving them heard William's words, and he came over, rubbed his hands, and said:

"Honorable young master, you really have a vision, this statue depicts the original owner of this big mansion."

Konstanz was also interested, and asked, "Do you know this name?"

"Hehe, this name is known to everyone in our Wusong Town, and everyone knows it.

He was a blue-blooded nobleman of Guvalstad, the last Earl of the Deep Wood Valley, Brandon Hargosolis VII. ”

Hearing this name, William and Constance were shocked, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, they looked at each other, and their voices trembled:

"Now, isn't it...... This is the prototype of the legendary Count Brandon, the infamous vampire? ”

"Hey, hey," Lao Rao laughed with a little smugness, not at all surprised to scare the two young men:

"That's right, this is the statue carved by the engraver according to Benrui, Count Brandon, this noble lord has been dead for more than eight hundred years, and his bones may be rotten, but his name is still alive.

To this day, his influence is reflected in all aspects of life,

The most famous joke is that at the very mention of Count Brandon's name, the baby is so frightened that he immediately stops crying. ”

At this point, the old man smiled and spread his hands, and continued: "I tried it on my grandson, but it didn't work, I should cry or cry." ”

At this moment, a big black crow slammed into the window of the inn, "Boom! "The glass was shattered, and the shards fell to the ground.

The sudden sound frightened the two young masters with glasses, William almost bit his tongue, and Constance clutched his chest and gasped.

A maintenance worker from the inn rushed over when he heard the noise, this person was in tattered clothes, and his mouth was swearing:

"Fuck, damn raven, this is the third time this month, I wish Lord Count had come back to life to suck the blood of these beasts! These nasty, wow-wow-wow-stinging guys! It's annoying to find a job for Lao Tzu! ”

The worker cursed, but did not delay his work, and he quickly brought a long ladder from the storeroom, and a waitress held a chair, and the worker climbed up to clean the remaining broken glass from the window lattice, and then sealed the window with a film made of pig bladder, and finally fixed it firmly with nails.

William looked up at the statue of Earl Brandon again, and he felt that the cold stone eyes seemed to be turning, staring at him.

He felt a chill rise up his spine, but his thirst for knowledge was clearly better than his fear, and a new idea brewed deep down in his heart - he wanted to gather more information about the vampire count, find out the truth about the incident, and then write it down in his notes