In the center of the room, there was only a large four-poster bed, carved with delicate patterns and crows flying on its head, and the familiar black-and-gold silk sheets and the tulle hanging from them.

It was no different from the Earl's bed in memory......

But what about the rest of the furniture? Only one bed was left alone in the empty room, and the original wardrobe, desk, sofa, cushions, wall hangings and paintings were all missing.

The floors and walls still bear the marks of the furniture's original existence, and only a whitish mark proves that Cesare has not gone to the wrong room.

The room was chillingly cold, and the wind blew in through the window, gently blowing the tulle on the bed and leaving nothing but desolation.

"That's not right...... The Count is supposed to be in this room, which wasn't the case in the first place...... What the hell is going on! ”

The successive blows made Cesare's head ache again, the fever intensified, and the physical pain made him pull his hair and his emotions and even his tone became out of control.

"Cesare? You okay? Anya tentatively stepped forward to see the silver ring on Cesare's finger trembling again, and something black seemed to be wriggling between his fingernails......

Anya tried to hold Cesare, but Cesare ignored her and walked straight to the only bed.

Not surprisingly.

Except for the neat bedding and a single pillow, which were also empty, the Count was clearly not here...... Cesare felt dizzy and his hands were propped up on the edge of the bed.

The feeling of high fever was not the same as before, and this time when the tinnitus ringing in Cesare's ears sounded again, the sound was like an eerie lullaby that made Cesare more and more sleepy, as if he was going to fall asleep in the next second......

"Anja...... I feel like there's something wrong with me, you get out of here......" Cesare said, watching his hands shake uncontrollably and reveal dark veins beneath the surface of his skin.

He heard Anya seem to be whispering something in his ear. "No...... I...... In ......", the voice was intermittent, and I couldn't make out the meaning of Anya's words at all, and slowly, my head hurt and I was sleepy, and my eyes were about to open.

At this time, there was the sound of the door closing behind the two.

Anya immediately grasped the saber at his waist in alarm, Cesare wanted to react, but the changes that were taking place in his body forced him to calm down and think, and the two turned to look back at the same time, and saw that the door to the room was closed.

The moonlight shone on the figure of the silver-haired girl, and Ilona, Cesare's childhood maid, had already stripped her black robe and changed into a light outfit.

The silver hair shimmered softly on her shoulders like a waterfall, and each strand of silver hair was as delicate as silk threads, gently swaying with the breeze, beautiful and faintly deadly.

The girl stared at the two of them with her only right eye, like a star twinkling in the night, and the moonlight illuminated her face, making her already white skin look as pure as a snowflake, and making the room even colder.

"Master Cesare, you should not move around now, please go back with me." Ilona held a blade made of sterling silver, and as she spoke, the blade deflected in a direction that shone with a deadly chill.

Cesare couldn't make out what his old acquaintance Ilona was saying, but he could guess from the tone of voice and the attitude in her eyes.

"What about the Earl? Where is the old count......" Cesare asked weakly.

His struggle to stand up straight became a luxury, something in his stomach was churning up and down, and a sudden wave of nausea caused the contents of his stomach pouch to rush into his esophagus, and a viscous black liquid flowed down the corners of Cesare's mouth.

The silver-haired girl Ilona watched quietly, and the sword in her hand tightened.

"The Earl is out at the moment, and I am here waiting for him to return...... You okay? Master Cesare? ”

After the young master finished speaking, Cesare's body instantly became worse, a mouthful of dark and strange blood spurted out of his mouth, the things in front of him became blurry and distorted, and those terrible hallucinations resurfaced in front of him.

Ilona's image slowly faded and turned into a phantom of Claudius, the golden eyes of the man in the red scarf as if mocking him, and he approached him step by step with a leather whip.

"What's wrong? My little master. ”

Cesare wanted to warn Anya but couldn't make any sound in his throat, his eyes were clearly open, but everything in his vision was slowly darkening and darkening, and he shook slightly, and finally saw Anya's frightened and anxious face......

And the boots under Anya's feet...... Cesare fell like this, his eyeballs covered with mycelium and lost all light.

Flocks of crows circled and chirped over the castle.

From ancient times to the present day, it has always been the same.

Speaking of the past, the gloomy forest was full of mycelium and monsters, and the mission of the Hunyadi family was to monitor every grass and tree in this area for generations, and strangle the darkness that was bred here in the cradle, known as the crow flock in the night.

Or the Witcher family, which is better taken literally.

Even if the Hunyadi family was backed by the support of the Pope, this mission was still difficult. The appearance of monsters is endless, and the day of resurrection of people is never resurrected.

Every hunt of the crows comes with casualties, and no one can afford to survive in the heart of a brutal battle.

As the mycelium monster itself and infected monster spin-offs appear more and more frequently, this is known to everyone.

The crows are dying less and less, and the replenishment of personnel is far from keeping up with the consumption of deaths, so there is no doubt that the crows will inevitably die out...... And the mycelium will also rush out of this forest and permeate the entire papal state, bringing the apocalyptic catastrophe recorded in the scriptures.

And the silver-haired girl Ilona was not born into the Hunyadi family, let alone a member of the crow group that hunted monsters.

Her home is in the village of Fog, a village very close to Hunyadi Castle.

I still remember that my home was always foggy and rarely saw the sun, and I often heard the old people in the town complain that large areas of fields were deserted, and that it was impossible to return to good times.

Ilona remembers that many people around her rarely laughed, and everyone lived a boring life with a sad face.

Only his family, even if life is hard, is always optimistic about life.

Ilona's mother died in childbirth because she gave birth to herself, which is what the neighbor's mother-in-law often told Ilona, and her father would always get angry with the neighbor's mother-in-law and drive her back to his shady little house with a pitchfork.

Dad told Ilona that Mom wasn't dead, but just went to a fog-free place, better than the Fog Village, better than the entire Papal Kingdom, and Mom went there to build a house first.

After waiting for a long time, when we all went to find our mother, the family would be able to live together again.