The soul fragments in the air were gradually dissipating.

If you are a necromancer, you can extract a lot of 'memories' from these fragments.

Hardy didn't feel even a little pity, the other party's 'useful' memories should have been squeezed dry by him in the past few days, after all, even the most important heirloom of Hardy's family had been 'told' to him by way of memory transfer just now.

The remaining memories of the original body are probably all kinds of tricks on how to 'lick' Karina.

What's the use of those things!

Is it emetic?

He shook his head and walked to the bookshelf next to the bedroom, where he found three books of different colors and arranged them according to the 'memory' he had just obtained.

After a while, the bookshelf automatically moved sideways to the left, revealing the wall behind it, and a circular magic circle glowed.

Soon the wall vanished on its own, and a spiral staircase appeared behind it.

Hardy took an oil lamp from the cabinet, lit it, and walked inside.

Descending the stairs, it didn't take long to reach the end.

Hardy chuckled as he held up the oil lamp and saw the light clearly.

Heaps of gold and precious stones mingled, and above that pile of treasures was a dark saddle.

It's so dark that it seems to be able to absorb all the light around it.

"Nightmare Knight!"

This thing is the reason why Hardy thinks the original is a waste.

The first-class master and the second-class pastor, the third-class Xiaode and the fourth-class technique!

It's a joke between players, draining which classes are stronger.

However, there are some professions that cannot be changed by the player, and can only be employed by NPCs, and these special professions are not in the leaderboard because they are not 'universal'.

For example, the brave bloodline of the Ryan family, the holy warrior of the goddess of light, the unicorn summoner of the elven race, and so on!

They are all special and strong professions that are no less than the Faye, and they do not need to have enough 'intelligence' like the Faye.

Nightmare Riders, also in this category.

Obviously, he has a strong bloodline, and even the transfer props have been prepared by the family, but the original body is unwilling to work hard and exercise.

Circling Karina all day long.

As a result, he lacks mental power and is unable to use the Saddle of Dread, and transforms into a powerful Nightmare Knight.

Ryan, by contrast, is much more sensible.

He would exercise for at least three hours a day before he thought about playing with Karina.

But any woman who is not so stupid can see that Ryan is more promising and more suitable to be a husband.

Hardy stepped forward with an oil lamp and bit his fingers, dripping blood onto the black saddle.

As soon as the drops of blood touched the saddle, they were absorbed.

The saddle then absorbs the light from its surroundings, forming a small black ball that eventually submerges into Hardy's body.

Pain, hunger, itching, and many 'hallucinations' followed.

But Hardy held back, stood quietly, and didn't make a sound.

After some strange physiological reactions, Hardy sighed, knowing that he had successfully integrated the transfer props.

Raise your right hand high and clench it firmly.

Vast darkness surged from all around him, enveloping him like something tangible, swirling, shapeshifting.

Soon, the giant Nightmare Knight appeared in the basement, more than three meters high, and the man's head almost hit the ceiling.

Black horses, black armor...... Only the eyes of men and horses showed a sharp red glow.

It seems extremely evil.

Hardy's mental state at this time was a little strange, he was wrapped in armor formed by dark energy, and he had a feeling of wanting to kill, but he was quickly restrained.

The helmet has good protection, with only two small holes for the eyes to look outward, and it is reasonable that the field of vision will be limited, like what you see with a telescope, and the field of view is very small.

But...... Hardy found that his vision was similar to what he would normally be without a helmet.

In other words, this set of armor formed by dark energy is not a real thing, but a kind of 'rule'.

It does not cause any negative effect or burden to the User.

As for the 'horse' that Hardy was riding, it was a 'nightmare'.

Nightmare is also a horse in nature, but it is a very special kind of war horse, from the demon world, it belongs to the fantasy level of magical creatures, strong strength, extremely violent personality, and only obeys its own knights.

This is where the term 'Nightmare Rider' comes from.

Hardy used his 'mind' to control the war horse to pace in the basement, walking steadily, and gradually, a desire to 'run' passed through the nightmare.

It's so intense.

Hardy had to gently pat Nightmare's neck with his hand and soothe it, "Don't worry, there will be a chance soon, good." ”

Nightmare's consciousness calmed down, and he snorted, and seemed to like Hardy's 'soul voice'.

After walking for a while, I carefully experienced the feeling of riding a horse, and Hardy wanted to ride for a longer time, but soon felt 'fatigue'.

The original body has barely exercised, and his body is very weak, and he can transform into a Nightmare Knight, all of which depends on the relationship with the extremely high strength of Hardy's soul.

But the shortcomings still exist, and his magic power is pitifully small.

After removing the 'Ride Summon' mode and sending the Nightmare back to the Demon Realm, Hardy sat down and gasped for air.

The sequelae of the emptiness of magic are much stronger than those in the game.

A large pile of gold coins and gems sparkled with an enchanting sheen in the dim light, and Hardy grabbed a handful and threw it down again.

"With so much wealth, I dare not say that I am the richest man in the country of France, at least I am at the top of the ranks." Hardy sneered: "I have a good bloodline profession again, and there is no problem with saying that it is Tianhu to start." ”

"However, there are only legends of the brave Ryan and the holy maiden Karina in the game, but there is no story about Hardy, which is really bad."

Muttering to himself twice, Hardy got up and walked out of the secret room, and after restoring the secret passage, he rang the golden bell on the table.

After a while, the red-haired maid pushed the door in, bowed slightly, and asked, "Master, what are your orders?" ”

"Where's Jack, the old butler? I don't seem to see him in the manor. ”

"Jack should have gone to inspect the blacksmith's shop."

Hardy remembered that in the memory of the original body, there was indeed such a thing.

Because of the low wages and some special reasons, the craftsmen and apprentices of the blacksmith shop seem to be on strike.

Hardy thought for a moment and said, "You ask someone to go to the blacksmith shop and call Jack back, and say that I have other arrangements." ”

The red-haired maid nodded, and was about to go out when Hardy suddenly asked, "Lillian, how many years have you been in our house?" ”

"It's been seven years."

"How much do you get paid a month now?"

"A silver coin."

"That's two silver coins."

The red-haired maid Lilian's pretty face was full of surprise, she hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Master, are you ready to fire me?" ”

"Why do you think that?"

The red-haired maid didn't speak, and there was a slight fear in her brown pupils.

It seems that the original body was very unpopular before!

Hardy didn't say anything, just waved Lillian away.

In essence, Hardy and Lillian are related.

She is the daughter of Hardy's uncle's cousin.

In this world, in times like this, the aristocracy and the big families control all the 'resources' and channels, and there is almost no room for ordinary people to get involved.

Even the head maid of a noble family has to be given to a distant relative who is related by blood, and it is not the turn of the child of a poor family.

"The 'father' is nowhere to be found, it is estimated that there is more luck and less luck, and the family's industry is in internal strife." Hardy held his chin, nodded lightly with his fingers, and subconsciously said to himself: "Internal and external troubles, no one is to blame for Hardy's family...... How to break the game? ”