Compared to the hustle and bustle in the distance, the place is even more deserted.

On the second floor of a red-brick villa facing the statue, on a small balcony surrounded by iron bars, Angele was dressed in black pajamas, holding a cup of hot cocoa in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time.

He stood on the balcony, leaning on the railing with one hand and looking down. There are only two people in the whole villa, he and Tia, and Tia will clean the whole villa every day with great care. Part-time cleaning, food, shopping three major functions, so well-behaved that Angel sometimes feels a little lazy.

This villa, or this villa area, is what Timos calls a haunted villa. With this as the center, no one dared to buy several villas in the surrounding area. The original owners also moved out on their own. Angre simply bought all of this large area of villas at a very low price.

There are more than a dozen villas centered around the haunted house, and the entire villa community belongs to Anglie. The outside of the complex is surrounded by metal railings, and security patrols are also set up, and salaries are also paid by Angli. Others include flower and grass pruning, street cleaning, all paid for by Anglie alone.

As for the haunted house, to date, Anglie has not encountered anything out of the ordinary.

Call...

A cold wind blew.

Anglie took a sip of hot cocoa. Turn around and walk into the villa. The drink on hand is really just a plant-based drink that resembles hot cocoa. Anglie had drunk it once at Mentor Adolf's house, and now he liked the taste.

Back to the bedroom behind the balcony. Angre walked over to the table and sat down.

There was a glass oil lamp on the table, and the dim light of the fire flickered slightly.

Next to the oil lamp, there was a bundle of leather paper scrolls. The pale yellow scroll is tied with a slipknot with red silk thread. It looks a little tight.

Angre picked up the scroll and removed the red thread, which slowly unfolded.

There is a round glass rod inserted into the top and bottom of the scroll, and as long as you gently roll it along the glass rod to both sides, you can easily open the whole scroll.

On the pale yellow vellum, neat words are clearly recorded in black handwriting.

'21st: In the woods east of the city, four unknown passers-by were found to have disappeared.

22nd: On Wharf Road, three horse-drawn carriages were found to have disappeared.

23rd: Orion discovers that the black-robed man disappears as he passes by the logging site.

24th: The caravan hears a strange roar in the woods west of the city.

27th: Three men in white cloaks buy food in the city, then quickly leave.

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15 November: A caravan into the city finds the body of a gang of robbers. ’

Angliel frowned and looked carefully at the vast amount of information recorded on the scroll. This is a record of the information he bought from the mercenary union in the city at a large price. All the movements outside the city in the last two months are recorded.

Ordinary people in Lennon City would never have imagined that Ram's Academy, which was said to be ferocious and terrifying, and who spent all day with dead bodies and ghosts, was actually not far from him. Therefore, the mercenary union was at most surprised by these news, and did not attract unusual attention.

But Anglie is different. He was well aware that the anomaly recorded above was most likely related to the current state of the Academy.

"It looks like the conflict on the academy's side is probably coming to an end. He carefully put away the scroll. Tie it up again with red thread.

The information on these tracks, when boiled down, is likely to be a sign of an apprentice or wizard returning to the academy who has gone out.

"But before that, I have to go to the Yueqin Manor, where the cloth is recorded. It's best to be able to get the Dragon Scale Flower before you return. "Anglie already has a plan in mind.

"After all, I don't have anything worth exchanging for the water of Asu, and the heart of the phosphorescent giant elephant is completely insufficient. Not to mention the mental model of defensive spells. Anglie frowned helplessly, "You can't get anything without resources." Before returning to the Academy, you must get enough resources to exchange the waters of Asu and defensive spells. Otherwise, you won't be able to attack the wizard right away when you go back. ”

The next morning, the sky was overcast

In the convoy out of the city, a black carriage quietly left Lennon City. Advance in the direction of Karin, a remote northwestern province of the kingdom of Ramsotta.

Between the harvested yellow wheat fields, black carriages slowly moved along the road, and two white horses neighed from time to time.

Anglie sat in the carriage and looked sideways at the wheat fields outside the window.

Bundles of golden straw were standing in the field, some of them burning, and the red and yellow flames were billowing with smoke, and some of them continued to accumulate. Some farmers bend over the fields to pick up scattered wheat stalks. Others sat cross-legged on the ground and ate.

In the distance, the blue mountains stretch endlessly, stretching into the distance, until it is impossible to see clearly.

"Sir, it looks like it's going to rain, why don't we find a place to shelter?" asked Tom the coachman.

"Yes. Anglie answered.

"There's a mill in front of us, we can go there. Tom replied.

When Anglie heard this, he poked his head out and looked in the direction of the carriage.

In the wheat field in front of the right, on a higher ridge, a pale yellow windmill mill slowly approached.

The mill's huge windmill slowly turned, making a faint creaking sound. Outside the mill, however, there seemed to be a horse-drawn carriage parked. One red, one white. It's all a small carriage drawn by a horse.

With the oncoming wind blowing in front of the carriage, there was a faint smell of wheat grains. Angre retracted his head and said loudly to Tom.

"Looks like someone has gone in to take shelter from the rain, take a closer look, Tom. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The black carriage was a four-seater carriage drawn by two horses, without any family marks on the body. After turning into the path towards the mill. Two men also came out of the windmill, standing outside and pointing at the rapidly approaching black carriage. I don't know what I'm talking about.

Soon, the black carriage came to a halt next to the red one.

Anglie lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, patted the folds of his clothes, and put on his original black hunting suit, with black leather boots on his feet, a red belt around his waist, and a black jeweled dagger. It looks a bit like the outfit of a European officer on Earth in the previous life. It gives a concise, powerful and cold temperament.

At this time, the two men in the mill turned and went inside, and did not greet him.

Angel could tell from his back that it was a man and a woman, one was a middle-aged man and the other was an old woman. The man carefully supported the old woman, most likely an elder like his mother.

"Let's go, Tom. Go inside and take shelter from the rain. ”

"No, sir, I'm just here watching the carriage. Tom smiled innocently.

"Don't worry. The carriage will be fine. Anglie smiled, he reached out and patted the carriage, and a little black mist that was invisible to ordinary people slowly drifted into the gap in the carriage and disappeared.

"No, sir, I'll be right here. Tom shook his head.

Anglie watched as he took out a piece of clothing that looked like a raincoat from the box at the front of the carriage and draped it on. Knowing that he wouldn't listen to his own getting off. I couldn't help but shake my head slightly.

"So be it. He moved his neck, making a clicking sound. Only then did we go around the carriage and walk towards the mill.

In the middle of the mill, a huge gear is slowly turning. Gears link windmills and stone mills. There was a clattering sound throughout the mill.

But there is no flour, no wheat. The stone grinder, which resembles a sewing machine, still makes a noise, but only a little white flour can be seen through the cracks in the machine. It was wheat noodles that had been beaten before.

The mill room was the size of a bedroom, with a window on one side and a cross-shaped glass window closed. A young girl in red was lying by the window and looking out.

In the corner are two wooden tables and some chairs. The two people who had just come in were sitting on two chairs. The man was carefully pouring black tea from the old woman's teapot. The faint aroma of tea permeates this small space.

Anglie sniffled, the aroma of this black tea was very different from the tea that Timos had given him when he was leaving. So much so that he now smells a little uncomfortable. If you drink too much good tea and then replace it with a bad one, you will feel very uncomfortable.

There were also two men dressed as coachmen sitting in the other corner, whispering something.

Anglie looked around. The corners of the mill were covered with cobwebs, and there were traces of white flour sprinkled on the ground.

His entry attracted the attention of the two groups of people inside. However, these people only glanced at him, and they didn't mean to come over to talk. The girl in red turned her face and looked at Angel curiously. She wears a long pale red dress and small red leather boots, and a red belt around her waist. It looks like the children of many minor nobles. But she actually had a thin leather paper book in her hand.

The pages are turning to the middle. When Anglie glanced over, he could faintly see the delicate handwriting on the letter.

Griffido kissed her affectionately, his hand wrapped his arms around Filia's waist, as if trying to rub her into his arms and turn her into ......

This is what Anglie casually scanned. Typical romance fantasy novels. It is also the most popular thing among aristocratic girls nowadays.

The girl in red seemed to have found the book in her hand and quickly closed it with a slightly red face. Walked briskly to the old woman's side and carefully hammered the old woman's back.

Instead, Angre strode to the window and looked out into the sky.

The sound of the fine raindrops gradually changed from small to loud, and quickly became dense. Soon, the wheat fields outside the window were completely shrouded in sloping heavy rain, somewhat foggy.

In his eyes, the chip was quickly estimating the rain range and time. Rows of data are constantly brushing the waterfall in the corner of the eye. It's changing rapidly.

"10:12. Angre whispered. This is the approximate time when the rain will stop, and the error probability will not be higher than 5%.

The girl in the red dress seemed to hear him, looked at him curiously, and then took out a pocket watch-like thing from her waist pouch and looked at it.

(To be continued)