The mist successfully interfered with the black silk threads that sensed the enemy, and the barrier that Finn Drost had planted in the room temporarily failed, and the communication entered the room.

The dark room was covered with aqua-blue mist, and the visibility was extremely low, except for the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and the author stepped barefoot on the carpet without making a sound, and first came to the desk, and picked up the envelope on the table.

He was going to gather as much information as he could before Finn Drost came out, and the letters on the table must have hidden secrets.

The envelope was not painted, and the communication took out the letter inside, opened a little curtain, and read it by moonlight.

It didn't take long for him to read it, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, the letter on the desk didn't provide much useful information, it was a letter from Finn Drost to his father, recording his actions in the last few days, but....

[Father, I intend to live for a while in the farmstead of the Duke of Tbilisi, the address I will attach at the end, if there is anything, you can contact me directly.... Our Lady of Black is above, may her blessed shadow shelter us. 】

Black Madonna?

The communication looked at the black statue on the table, which was too far away to see clearly, but now when he got closer, he realized that it was a polished and smooth black wood statue, the face was not polished, as if he was wearing a faceless mask, but the other parts were carved lifelike, the head of the pious jaw, and the hands with ten fingers clasped in front of the chest, which really looked like a god who had mercy on all beings.

Edward judged that the Black Madonna was an ancient relic like the Bloodline's Secret Books, and was unsure of any powers, but the mist seemed to be able to interfere with it....

As an abundance of caution, the communication did not touch the idol on the table, and he put the letter back in its place and walked towards the bathroom.

The main purpose of the communication's trip was to check whether Finn Drost was a member of the Liberty Society, and he came to the door of the bathroom, put his ear to the door, and heard the constant sound of water and the humming inside, and judged that Finn Drost must be comfortable at the moment, and it is safest to do it at this moment.

Activating the Siren's Tears, the communication turned into a small reptile and burrowed through the crack in the door into the bathroom, which was filled with mist from hot water, which is probably why Finn Drost did not notice the water mist magic activating, and the communication quickly crawled under the wide bathtub following the sound of the water and the dim kerosene light in the mist.

Finn Droist lay in the hot water filled with rose petals, a cigarette in his mouth, his two hairy legs resting on the edge of the bathtub, most of his body soaked deeply, only a head leaking, humming the ballad of his homeland, his guard was kept to a minimum, apparently he believed in the power of the black Madonna.

The pipes in charge of hot water are constantly gushing out hot water to maintain the temperature in the bathtub so that bathers do not feel the cold, and there are bottles and jars on the plates next to the bathtub, mostly essential oils and soaps used in bathing, including red wine sent by the communication.

For those who like to take a bath, bathing is a kind of enjoyment, and Finn Drost is such a person, he flicked the cigarette ash twice, picked up the wine bottle next to him, took a sip, closed his eyes comfortably, and felt the pleasure of pores relaxing in the hot water.

However....

He didn't even notice the little bug crawling up the edge of the tub.

The communication wandered along the edge of the bathtub to see if Finn Drost had any tattoos, but the light provided by the kerosene lamp was too dim, the bathroom was full of fog, and the rose petals floating on the water made it impossible to see anything.

There was no way to do this, even though the communication could be observed when Finn Drost got up from the shower, but then wouldn't the mist magic in the room outside be discovered?

Gotta force Finn Drost to get up from the bath....

While thinking, the communication stared at the window of the bathroom, and his mind was racing and calculating.

He jumped out of the bathtub, stole a bar of soap, dipped it in some standing water on the ground, and rubbed it on the ground until it became extremely slippery, then he crawled to the window, slowly opened the plug, and opened a gap.

The cold January wind poured into the windowsill, accompanied by a thick mist, and blew on Finn Drost's naked body.

Finn Drost, who had been enjoying himself, shuddered, gasped, and opened his eyes reluctantly, looking at the window that had opened at some point.

With an eyebrow, Finn Drost grabbed the revolver that was placed by the bathtub, and was about to be on guard, when he suddenly remembered that the black statue had not given a warning, so he got up scolding, intending to close the window and continue to enjoy the bath.

One foot stepped out of the bathtub, just stepped into the trap laid by the communication, and with a 'bang', Finn Drost directly performed a crack on the spot, and at this moment, his body was as soft as a gymnast who had been training for a long time.

At the moment when Finn Drost fell, the communication was quick to push the kerosene lamp off the edge of the bathtub.

Smack!

The glass shattered, the flames ignited the scattered kerosene, and the bathroom suddenly burst into flames, and Finn Drost cursed angrily, thinking that he had knocked down the kerosene lamp, and began to extinguish the flames on the ground by covering his crotch.

Take advantage of this opportunity....

The communication finally saw his body clearly.

The thin but muscular back is impressively tattooed with a triangular black tattoo and a capital G in the middle, proving the identity of Finn Drost.

This tattoo is also exactly the same as the symbol of the Freedom Society that the communication saw on Cillian Kennedy.

Finn Drost.... Sure enough, he is a member of the Freedom Society!

No wonder he doesn't want to have sex with other women, just to hide his tattoos!

Gathering this critical information, the communication quickly crawled out of the bathroom, intending to return to the church with the information to inform Mavi.

The communication walked to the door, and was just about to leave the room, when suddenly he paused, turned his head to look at the black statue of the Virgin on the table, and his eyes narrowed....

A few minutes later, Finn Drost, who had struggled to extinguish the flames, was so tired and out of breath that he had no interest in bathing anymore that he turned off the hot water valve, dried himself, and walked out of the bathroom.

Following the habit he had developed in the past, he glanced at the desk casually, lay down on the bed with the residual pain, and complained that the maid who cleaned the room did not close the window properly, and at the same time muttered about the poverty of the Romanov kingdom, and even the drainage of the bathroom was not good....

Suddenly, Finn Droist sat up and looked at the desk with lightning eyes, there....

Empty.

The black Madonna is gone!

His face was blue and white for a while, his expression was extremely exciting, he staggered to his feet, walked to the table and took a look, not to mention the black Madonna, his envelope, his suitcase, his clothes....

It's gone, it's all gone!

"Which one killed a thousand knives and stole Lao Tzu's things?!"

Under the successive blows, Finn Droist completely collapsed, he roared and pushed open the window, just in time to see the back of the communication running wildly in the moonlight, in his hand,

Still carrying his suitcase....