If you are out and about, you must carry all the important things with you, and what is the use of bringing the unimportant things into the manor?

The old apprentice waited outside the manor for an unknown amount of time, and asked his students to hide and observe the outside of the manor.

I'm afraid I just want to find some more companions to enter with.

Now Thor has a general idea of the situation on the estate. He didn't want to wait with the same trepidation as Krone, wondering if anyone else would visit.

The krona was a little embarrassed.

After he agreed to the rich merchant's request, he saw the rich merchant go on to ask for help from others.

Krone was a little unhappy on the surface, but in fact he wished that he would have more companions to take the adventure together.

Although the Bloodthorn family is now in decline, the fame and prestige of the past are enough to make him, a wandering apprentice, jealous.

Therefore, after Krone came to the outside of the manor first, he did not rush in, but waited silently in the dark, hoping to find a few reliable companions.

It's just that he didn't expect that Thor, the first one to come here, would actually walk in by mistake. However, the opponent's reflexes and quick spell casting ability both made Kron's eyes shine.

That's why he took the initiative to share the information of the manor, wanting to seek an opportunity to cooperate, but he didn't expect this little guy to be so anxious.

This time Krone was even more sure that the other party was from the Wizard Tower, and only someone from a large wizarding force would be so arrogant.

With this partner, I don't want those small fish and shrimp outside anymore.

"Alright then, we'll go in now."

Krone cleaned up briefly, and with the visibly nervous apprentice, he followed Thor to the gate of the manor.

However, Thor looked up at the gate, which was a cut above the wall, and turned to Krone and said, "There is no need to enter the manor and go your separate ways, I plan to climb over the wall over there and take a look." ”

Thinking that the place outside of the main building should not be too dangerous, Krone nodded in agreement. "Well, we'll meet in front of the castle in that hour."

Saul bowed his head and said goodbye to the two of Krona for the time being.

He walked a little around the manor wall, keeping his eyes fixed on the roofs that rose above the walls.

When he reached a small section of the wall that had collapsed at the top, he heard strange noises again.

This time he heard it more clearly, as if it were some kind of string music.

Like a lonely person, he is carelessly stirring the strings.

"This is it."

Thor held the scroll in his left hand and immediately flipped over the gap in the wall.

As soon as he landed, he stomped his foot lightly, making sure that there was soft ground and dense weeds under his feet.

At this moment, a few pleasant strings, accompanied by a melancholy melody, sounded behind him.

Thor frowned and turned his head, looking up at the man standing at the top of the wall.

"Victor, what are you playing at this time, why don't you come down quickly?"

A silver-haired young man with a harp in his hand was standing at the top of the wall, looking into the distance.

The wind tossed his fine hair tossed.

The young man's face was tinged with melancholy, and his heart seemed to be full of melancholy.

"The former wizard family has just declined." Before he finished speaking, he plucked the strings, and his low and pleasant voice seemed to echo his exclamation.

"If there is a main theme in this world, it must be melancholy." The young man's turquoise eyes sparkled with water.

Thor's forehead was bruised, and his clenched fists were shaking. The scroll in his hand made an overwhelmed sound, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

"Victor! We're here to steal, not to let you perform an opera here, and I'm going to beat you up if you don't come down again. ”

Victor was still sad, but he finally listened to Thor, jumped off the wall, and landed lightly beside Thor.

"Thor, did you talk to your brother like that?"

Thor was in a trance, as if he was a little confused, but anger took over his mind again when he saw Victor about to raise the strings again.

"If you sing again, throw away your broken piano!"

Victor pursed his mouth aggrievedly and hugged his small log harp, which was less than half a meter high, to his chest.

Seeing that his brother looked like this again, Thor waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, let's go first......" Thor froze in place, "I've been disrupted by you, I've forgotten where I'm going." ”

Victor held the piano and lifted his chin.

"Garden, you said you were going to see the garden."

"Yes." Thor patted his forehead, wondering why he had suddenly forgotten, "That garden is a lot like the center of the circle. When you pass by for a while, be careful not to run around, in case you encounter any danger...... Don't bother me. ”

"Although my brother and I are not as talented as you, I have also been promoted to the second level for many years!"

Thor said helplessly: "Am I not convinced of your strength?" I don't believe your brain! ”

Victor's expression froze, and a little disbelief gradually appeared on his face.

"Thor, I've never seen such a fierce brother as you."

Thor didn't bother to argue with Victor, he beckoned to follow, and turned to walk to the garden in the front yard of the manor.

"I just observed that the center of this estate is in this garden. Strangely, this front yard garden is too big. ”

Victor followed Thor honestly, but his eyes had begun to lose sight of the road.

"Perhaps the owner of this manor is a romantic gentleman who likes to wander among the dewdrops in the morning and evening and smell the fragrance."

"Maybe he's just missing a place to put his so-called artworks. The garden is so big, it's also very convenient to kill people and bury corpses. Thor happened to pass by a stone statue, raised his hand and knocked on it, solid, and did not find any magic fluctuations on it.

"It's strange, what is the owner of the manor doing with so many human sculptures?" Thor passed another stone statue and looked up at the life-size sculpture on the stone pier.

"That's art, brother." Victor stood under the sculpture, "Look at the panicked expression on this sculpture's face, it is so lifelike, it really looks like the work of some person." ”

Thor stared at the sculpture's expression, his eyes wide, his mouth wide open, his jaw twisted.

He couldn't feel the artistic breath, only the weird horror that made his hair stand on end.

"Be careful." Thor involuntarily lowered his voice, "I have a feeling that these stone statues may have been transformed into living people. It's just that it's been too long, and the magic fluctuations above have all dissipated. ”

"Really?" Victor learned from Thor to press his hand on the sculpture, "I can't feel the breath of life, what a poor man, I'm already running hard, but I can't escape the clutches of fate." ”

Seeing that Victor began to convulse again, Thor rolled his eyes helplessly.

"There's no mechanism, and there's no trace of witchcraft. Let's go, the treasure shouldn't be here. ”

They quickened their pace into the garden in the front yard.

The garden is large, but it has been left untended for a long time, and some of the delicate flowers have withered and withered, but clusters of brightly colored wildflowers bloom in the corners of the flower beds.

"The central point should be over there." Thor looked around again, mentally calculated again, and finally pointed to a place in the garden.

Victor followed Thor and looked left and right, with a leisurely posture and no intention of using his mind at all.

When the two of them came to Thor's estimated position, they both stopped, frowning and looking ahead.

There was a dilapidated flower bed in front of it, and someone had dug a big hole in the center, and the dirt was scattered all around, which was the dirtiest part of the garden.

"It's over, will the baby have been poached by someone else?" Victor asked, looking nervous.

Thor sensed the surroundings and didn't find any danger, he still held the scroll of the Spirit Armor in his left hand, and slowly approached the pit.

Although there has been some damage to the place, it is still possible to tell from the shape of the pit that there was once a boxy thing in the pit.

"It looks like a coffin has been buried here."

(End of chapter)