Things in Mansion 37 are going in a direction that Xiuge never envisioned.

He never imagined in his life that he would one day have a face-to-face conversation with a big-eared goblin transformed from a shapeling.

The other party even used the arm that had just been repaired to pour himself a cup of tea.

Of course, this tea is not to be drunk.

Because the shapeshifter had not yet been able to fully digest the memories and knowledge belonging to old Sergei, he could not understand the process and method of making tea, so he not only added an excessive amount of tea, but also did not even use hot water......

However, Xiuge didn't plan to deal with a shapeshifter, because the scene inside Mansion 37 was absurd and outrageous enough.

Look at the people sitting in this living room right now!

A magical advisor who was loyal to the Legislature but was forced to be removed for some reason.

A shapeshifter that transforms into a big-eared goblin.

and himself, the illegitimate son of the Ernst family, a mage and a no, a writer of popular literature, and a potential wanted criminal by the Judicial Committee......

'What is this?' Are we're all about? ”

Shuge sighed, he silently complained in his heart, and then picked up the magic ink pen on the side, ready to start recording the confession of Sergei the shapeshifter.

The mind-and-memories of these changelings are very confused, as they are still absorbing the memories of the goblins, and at this stage, the changelings' own chaotic past experiences are heavily mixed with the memories of their victims, making their descriptions of their past very confusing.

Thankfully, Shog had plenty of experience in writing, and he relied on his own judgment to sort through Sergei's jumbled narrative as quickly as possible, and in his staccato statements, the events of the past few days were gradually revealed to Shog and Verin.

The shapelings have very fragmented memories of being taken to Salem, and according to Sergei's description, he and all of his ilk were placed in a "cold jar" and have been in a "half-asleep" state ever since, but this stupor ends after a series of shocks.

"Shock? Is it referring to the explosion that night? ”

As he took notes, he pondered, put a question mark on the text, and then circled the "shock" that Sergei described.

"After the shock...... The jars are all broken. ”

The old goblin said very slowly, "We climb and flow...... Crawl out, crawl out of the jar, I don't know where, there is water, there are a lot of things...... It's bad, but it's not cold. ”

He struggled to recall: "We could hear voices and ...... Call? It brings us to ...... It's fascinating to climb here...... But there are still companions who have run away and can't be found......"

As she struggled to understand Sergei's description, Verin asked, "You mean, after you leave the 'cold jar', you can feel some kind of power to guide you?" What is the power that brought you here? ”

"Power ......"

Sergei's understanding of the word was obviously not in place, and he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Well, it's like light, it's dark...... But there was light there, there was light and there was food, and we were hungry, so we came. ”

Verin nodded, and she turned to Sugg and said, "If that's the case, it's most likely some kind of beacon or decoy at work. ”

"Bait I can understand, what does beacon mean?"

"Hmm...... If only you understood it as something more effective than bait. ”

"Generally speaking, it's a special item made for a specific magical creature that can continuously emit a faint amount of magic, but in the eyes of some creatures, the power emitted by this beacon will be very obvious, like the light in the night, as he says. ”

Shug nodded, jot down Vilin's judgment.

He could already roughly reconstruct what happened that night, the batch of shapeshifters that had been stored in the Legality Committee headquarters and then moved out to avoid sight were intentionally released into the sewer system of Salem City after an explosion, except for one of the shapeshifters who was attracted to him and ran astray, the rest followed the power of the bait or beacon set up in advance to Mansion 37, where the Golden Boot Caravan was located.

Those hapless big-eared goblin traders would never have imagined that they had been arranged to be the food and nourishment of these shapeshifters, so except for a few goblins who woke up in the middle of the night, the rest of them were probably swallowed into their bodies in their sleep by these silent magical creatures.

And then there was everything that happened.

Sergei, who was the first of the changelings to complete the "digestion" process, left the warehouse, transformed into the appearance of an old goblin, put on clothes with his still confused memory, and cleaned the courtyard and house as much as he could, following the old Sergei's original love of gardening and cleanliness...... This behavior is actually a process of understanding the changelings' new identity.

It's just that it's a bit more difficult to get them in place in one step and without leaks.

Interestingly, the shapelings, who were originally greedy for prey like beasts, changed their nature after absorbing the wisdom and memories of the big-eared goblins, and through the communication between the two sides, Shug was surprised to find that these changelings were now extremely afraid of pain and death, and instead they were full of interest in "trading", "silverware", and other concepts that were once pursued by goblin merchants.

"We need to search here, you go about your business, don't bother us, and don't try to sneak attack...... Otherwise you will know the consequences. ”

After getting some of the information she wanted, Verin showed her tolerant and benevolent side to the changelings.

Of course, according to Shug's dark view, the biggest reason why the female mage didn't clean up the changelings was that she hoped that the magical creatures would be able to further digest and understand the memories of the goblins, so as to make up for the missing part of the information and clues.

After Verin re-energized House 37's protective magic ritual, the two of them made their way to the second floor of the mansion together, and now, the ground was littered with the slime remains left by the changeling insects, and it was only natural that Shug came up with the idea of collecting the slime.

"Do you have any special fetishes, Mr. Shuge?"

Instead of stopping Xiuge, Verin tentatively asked a question.

"No...... No, it's just that I know a merchant in the city who buys materials for all kinds of magical creatures, and he needs the slime of the shapeshifter...... As for what to do, I don't know. ”

Having developed the ability to lie fluently, he casually explained as he neatly slipped the vitalizing slime into the glass jar.

As for whether Wei Lin would believe it, he didn't care.

In the current situation, as long as he can get more life-saving means and hole cards from the dream shelter, even if it is really a social death, Xiuge will not hesitate.

This act of collecting the remains terrifies terrifies even those changelings who try to return to the collectible warehouse to stay with their own kind.

Especially old Sergey.

He shuddered when he noticed that Shuge was smiling at the large glass jars that were full of them, because he could see very clearly that there was even one of his own broken hands in it!

While packing up the loot, Xiuge did not stop exploring the old mansion, in a relatively safe environment, this task was arranged for the Running Rat, it deftly shuttled through the rooms, and the chests and cabinets hidden in the corners were quickly found, but most of the objects in it were some belongings secretly seized by the Big-Eared Goblins themselves, and there were no particularly obvious magic items.

But soon, Verin made a discovery.

"Mr. Shug, please come over for a moment."

The mage called softly, then bent down and observed from a wall of debris.

Xiuge leaned over, but saw that what Wei Lin was staring at was indeed a thin line on the wall, it was very inconspicuous, if it wasn't for the face on the wall, it would be difficult to find it at all.

"Miss Vilin, your eyesight is amazing!"

"Cat's eye potion."

Wei Lin shook an empty bottle in her hand, and then she raised her head, only then Xiuge realized that Wei Lin's eye pupils had turned into a yellow cat's eye form, and the vertical pupils looked very strange in a somewhat dim environment, and the special magical brilliance that flickered in the human eye socket could add a bit of charm to people.

As for her appearance at this time, Wei Lin obviously didn't know much, she pointed to the wall and said, "The space in these two rooms doesn't match the distance outside...... There should be a mezzanine between them, and there may be steel plates mixed with magic silver in the walls, which will be difficult for my magic to penetrate. ”

"Miss Verin means there's a secret room here? Well, even a secret room needs ventilation ducts, I'll try to find it. ”

Shug immediately understood Wei Lin's intention to find him, so he immediately commanded the Running Rat to wander around the neighborhood, and after making sure that there were no gaps and holes in the two rooms and the corridor outside, Xiug controlled it to sneak out of the house, ready to look for opportunities from the roof.

"Really good summons, a little worse than those magical creatures that are primarily lethal, but very flexible...... What's its name? ”

"Running Rat."

Wei Lin raised an eyebrow, "I'm not asking about the breed of creature, I mean what you call it." ”

"Uh...... No, Miss Viline, I didn't name it. ”

Hearing this, the expression on Wei Lin's face fell slightly: "Mr. Xiuge, summoning magic is essentially a contract between the summoner and the summoned object, and this contract is not as stable as imagined, if you want your summoned object to be completely loyal to you, and understand your mind and thoughts, then you should try to name it...... This is the general conclusion of the Law Council and all of the Academies of Magic. ”

Hearing this, Shug was a little speechless, and while he instructed the Running Rat to continue searching near the rooftop, he thought about it, naming has never been his forte, let alone naming magical creatures...... He thought it would be nice to have a running rat or something, but considering that the summon had indeed gotten out of control several times, perhaps Wei Lin's suggestion was really worth considering.

"But what can a rat be called? You can't let it have the surname Mi, right? I don't know if the legendary strongest legal department can interfere with Vann...... If you can get me out of the house to prosecute me, that's a good outcome. ”

While he was thinking about it, he made a discovery from the Running Mouse.

Under a goblin figurine on the roof for decoration, it found a hole that was very well hidden, and around the hole, there were even some magic patterns of unknown effect, and Xiuge used the information to draw some of the lines on the paper, and through these lines, Wei Lin quickly recognized that it was a magic pattern that could absorb the surrounding sounds and transmit them clearly.

"Hmm...... A magic pattern commonly used by the spies and enforcers of the Judicial Council, when carved into some pipes, allows the person on the other end to eavesdrop on the conversations that are taking place around the outside, and that pipe should lead to the secret room. ”

Convinced by Verin, Shug immediately controlled the Running Rat into the pipe, which was bent and bent, but without too many obstacles and obstacles, and soon the Running Rat reached the end of the pipe, and with its nimble tail and corrosive sharp teeth, it quickly opened the flap door to the exit of the hidden pipe, and successfully jumped into the dark room below.

"It's OK, it's next door."

Shug put aside the name of the rat for the time being, and he could now clearly feel that the running rat was located just across his wall, so he focused entirely on his summon, and the darkness gradually appeared.

Shuge first smelled a breath of blood, which originated from a corpse.

To be precise, the corpse of a big-eared goblin, dressed in a Spellcaster's robe of the Legislature, was leaning weakly against a chair, and at his feet fell a delicate crystalline gun, and his head was punched by bullets.

"Suicide...... Is it a crystallized gun? ”

Shug quickly determined the cause of the goblin caster's death, so he controlled the Rat to jump onto his desk and take a look from a high place.

The desk was filled with all sorts of papers, books, and magic instruments, and in the corner of the desk, there was a very obvious raised button, and after judging that there was no other mechanism more like a mechanism, the Running Rat immediately stepped on it according to Xiuge's orders.

With a crisp sound, the thin line on the wall in front of the two of them was immediately filled with the luster of magic, and then under the effect of magic, the heavy stone wall slowly slid open, revealing a narrow secret door that could only be used by the big-eared goblins to enter and exit.