The moment the door was shut, the only light was gone.

In the dark space, Liam's eyes lit up with a faint gray glow, and his vision became clear, darkness has always been a companion of death.

This is a corridor made of countless black stones, on both sides of the placement of smooth as jade moonstones, when the darkness comes, about ten seconds, the moonstones have lit up fluorescent, like a street lamp to guide the direction.

The man took out a palm-sized stone from his bosom and raised it above his head, and the round stone bloomed with a gentle blue light.

"Moonlight?" Liam was surprised by the stone in his palm, and if he was not mistaken, the stone was a curse.

It is important to distinguish between magic scrolls and cursed objects, which are special paper-drawn spells that allow the user to have enough magic to activate them. Cursed items, on the other hand, are usually supernatural abilities that are acquired by people with extraordinary abilities who lose control in extreme despair and are killed by attaching their abilities to the items.

Cursed objects can be used by ordinary people and are versatile, but they also have the ability to curse on the user.

"A little janitor has such an item, and how many secrets are hidden in this place..."Liam mustered up two hundred percent of his spirits and followed the other man's footsteps downward.

After turning around and passing through several closed doors, the two of them became farther and farther away from the ground, and Liam was surprised by the scale underneath.

The sound of the "click" on the ground echoed throughout the space, and Liam's mood became heavier and heavier, and his left hand quietly inserted into the hidden pocket in his arms, holding a scroll and quietly hiding it in his sleeve.

At this time, passing by a door, Liam subconsciously glanced at the house number above, "F3".

Just when his gaze was retracted, Liam was stunned, this door was not closed!

Although only a small crack remained, it was indeed not closed, and the carelessness of the master caused the door to be closed.

With his right hand pinching the trick, his lips moved lightly, and the silent incantation was recited in an instant, "Level 1 magic; Small whirlwind. ”

A small whirlwind appeared on the palm of his right hand, and then the small whirlwind burrowed into the crack of the door as if it was alive, and exploded, this force was not strong, equivalent to the power of an adult carrying a wine bottle, but it was enough to push open a door.

"Crunch." The door slowly opened outward.

Liam was now aligned with the door that was opening, his eyes peeking in without a trace.

Darkness was the main color of the room, and the only light came from the chandelier above, and in the faint light, bright reds and wriggling pieces of flesh took up the entire table, and half of the table was occupied by ugly, fat-accumulated, disgusting humanoids.

The greasy fat was piled up into balls, the wriggling body was like a white moth in the mud, the ugly face was greedily gnawing on the food on the plate, the blood mixed with the minced meat spurted out from between the teeth, and the disgusting was incomprehensible, and in his mouth hung an ear with a silver butterfly pendant.

Whether it is smell or sight, the impact on Liam is incomparable, which is different from the crazy whispering in his head and ears before, this is a real sense of reality.

A strong feeling of nausea rushed to his throat, and Liam almost instinctively wanted to vomit, but the next moment, he realized what kind of danger this behavior posed to him.

"Level 1 Magic: Mind Purification." Immediately crushed a small scroll hidden in his sleeve, and the magic released in an instant was like a clear spring, calming down the emotions and strong physiological reactions that were almost out of control.

The footsteps farther and farther away, the door was re-concealed by a small whirlwind.

Liam's face grew more and more ugly, the fat man was eating flesh raw, and that was not the most unbearable for him, and for a brief moment he saw a small baby's palm in the plate of flesh.

If it weren't for the Mind Purification Technique, Liam would probably have been unable to suppress the evil fire in his heart.

Cannibalism, a phenomenon that is very common in nature, but as a human being, in times of peace when there is not famine and war, such a thing is unacceptable to Liam, and it is as if a voice in his heart is constantly telling him, kill the beast, kill everyone here, and judge them for their sins.

Just as this thought was being reinforced, instigating him to take action, the janitor leading the way stopped.

.....

The rooms are spacious, the extravagant furnishings, the splendid chandeliers, the comforting light and the faint incense, the expensive paintings of celebrities, all this place is not for the declining aristocrat of Liam.

The young man shook the red wine, his temperament was noble, his manners were elegant, his countenance was handsome, he was well-dressed, and all the virtues of the nobility were placed on this man, who was so perfect, perfect and creepy.

Next to the young man was a middle-aged man with a sturdy build, who looked ordinary and dressed ordinarily, but gave him a kind of bravery that was not angry and arrogant, and he was the only person in the room who carried a sword.

Recognizing the young man's identity at a glance, Liam's stiff face immediately showed a flattering smile, he had to do this, "Hello, Lord Moretti, if there is anything you need to do for you, just give me a command, why bother with you interviewing in person." ”

Cuchel Moretti put down his glass and looked at the young man in front of him with interest, with a smile on his lips, "In recent days, Liam Joshua's name has been ringing all over Lando. ”

"You praise it falsely, the small one is just holding a noble title and making a little money that is not visible." Liam smiled flatteringly.

"Hehehe." Kuschel smiled, if this smile is placed on a woman, it is a look at the city, placed on a man, looking bewitching and ghostly.

Liam immediately lowered his head, and there was heat in his heart for no reason, could it be that the heart purification technique failed?

"I called you here today because I have a deal to discuss with you."

"If you have an order, just say hello and discuss what you want."

Kucher smiled calmly, stood up, paced to the painting directly in front of him, and looked at the strange and evil painting.

"Last night, there was a fire at the Hovog orphanage, and some witnesses said that a humanoid monster with two horns was seen wandering around the orphanage before the fire. At the time of the fire, three people escaped from the orphanage, and the body of a girl was found in the forest 8 miles away, her body had been dismembered, her head was ten meters away from her body, and her lower body was hung on a tree by intestines. ”

Liam's body shuddered, Mira, the gentle girl who laughed with a small dimple, the girl who was deeply loved by Jack, the girl who was always sunny after Mass and was obviously sad but encouraged herself....

"The other two, have you found the bodies?" Liam's voice was dry, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

As Jiao Li's friend, her death outside can only show that the three of them fled together, as for why they were able to escape, it is estimated that it has something to do with Kate.

However, as the first victim, it means that Kate can't fully take care of the two, how will the monster kill the two?

"Mr. Kate is not dead, he is seriously wounded, and is now recuperating in my estate. As for the other person, her whereabouts are unknown. It was the burly man who answered.

Liam turned his gaze to the man, who had short hair, a burly figure full of strength, his hand always holding the hilt of his sword, the greatsword pointed diagonally at the ground, and a conspicuous golden lion mark on the hilt.

"Hello, I'm Liam, dare to ask your Excellency."

"Horag, a retired knight." Horag sums up identity in a simple single sentence.

"The knight doesn't have his own estate, you have other titles." Liam asked, thoughtfully.

"Horag is still a baron, and the fief is next to Katilant, Liam, and he's the one you want to work with." Kucher added in due course, looking away from the painting. "You're going to have a lot in common."

With that, Kuchel stepped out to the door, and the janitor remained at the door, respectfully opening the door and letting the handsome man leave the room.

The atmosphere grew heavy as Kuchel left, and Liam straightened up, cautiously observing the other party, thinking about how to ask about the Hovog fire and the news of Kate and Jiaoli.

Horrag obviously didn't have those thoughts, he went straight and said, "Kate is a brave squire, his courage and tenacity have enabled him to survive in pain, I admire him and will nurture him. Your Excellency Liam, as an employer, could you please let him stay on my manor for a while? ”

The corners of Liam's mouth were hooked, he took off his half-silk top hat, pressed it to his chest, and bowed slightly: "Your kindness and generosity are touching, and it is an honor for Kate to have your guidance." ”

"Well, the last person who escaped from the fire was a woman."

Liam's smile remained unchanged as his muscles froze as he tried to calm himself.

"My squire can't save her from the monster." Horrag sighed lightly as he said this, and his gaze unconsciously fell on the giant sword, "That monster has a sheep's head, invulnerable skin, and can corrode the saliva of the armor. ”

"She's dead... Is it? ”

Horag shook his head, "She's been kidnapped by monsters. ”

"Really... In other words, there is still a possibility that she will be alive. Liam thought of the skull butterfly pendant, of the key that Viscount Joshua hung around his waist, and of a particularly conspicuous, silver sheep's head key.

"Thank you for sharing, what can I do." Liam asked in a very serious tone.

"I just want to know the truth." Horag looked at the golden lion mark, "A truth that has been searching for 30 years. ”

"Thirty years," Liam muttered to himself, a number that impressed him, for in the ancient books of Mayor Duran's house, it was recorded that every viscount had succeeded to the throne 30 years after the previous one had taken the throne.