The tea water floated upward, and immediately poured a perfect arc-shaped water curtain above Arthur's head, dripping tea droplets, still crimson and translucent, competing with the bright moon hanging high.

Crimson as blood.

Bright as frost.

All of a sudden, they echoed each other.

Even if the arrows are as rapid as rain and the projectiles are as dense as snow, they will be overshadowed.

The killing machine on the arrows and projectiles disappears invisibly between breaths.

Only ...... are left

Dead air!

The death that permeated the entire manor was like a pair of hands grabbing the necks of these attackers, robbing them of the last of their lives.

One by one, corpses tumbled off the steep mountain wall.

By the time it hit the ground, it had already been shattered.

With each sound, the sound of flesh and bones breaking, more people appeared on the cliff, and the coarse salt blessed in their hands was thrown out as if they didn't want money.

The sneering was incessant.

The red brick powder, which had also been blessed, poured out along the cliff below.

Soon, the red bricks were joined end to end to form a 'circle'.

A 'circle' that traps the young 'medium'.

And what is left of this 'circle' is also in the final 'gap'-

Step, step!

The sound of clear footsteps echoed in the mountain stream.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat rickety figure and gray temples walked out of it.

Middle-aged people walk very slowly.

Because, every step will be sprinkled with red brick powder.

Ten steps are ten paths.

A hundred steps is a hundred paths.

By the time the middle-aged man walked out of the mountain stream, the original 'gap' had already become the most solid point.

Of course, it's not just because of the enchantment formed by the red brick powder.

More because of the middle-aged themselves.

"Good evening, Lord Credos."

The other party greeted the young 'psychic medium' enthusiastically.

The young 'psychic' rubbed the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes because of the yawn, and not only did he not let go of his legs, but he leaned back, as if he had no bones, and collapsed loosely in the chair.

"I'm glad you're here.

But the tone of your voice, I don't like it. ”

Listening to Arthur's words, the middle-aged man looked surprised.

"You know me?"

The other party asked.

Then, without waiting for Arthur to answer, the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

"Of course you should know me!

If you don't recognize me, why bother with it?

There is no legacy of 'Hilter Tower' in 'Ymir Manor', right?

You're just trying to lure me out. ”

The middle-aged man said quite confidently.

'The face is so big! ’

Arthur complained to himself, but on the surface he shrugged quietly.

"When Freeman told the Earl, I knew I would soon be discovered—even if I had set up a 'cordon' in the 'Sixty-Six Staff'.

He could only stall for me.

But......

That's enough. ”

The middle-aged man was talking to himself, while pulling an empty chair over and sitting opposite Arthur, under the light of the [Alert Oil Lamp], the other party's face became clearer.

The emaciated face and deep nasolabial folds make the cheekbones more and more towering, making people feel that this is a mean and difficult person to get along with.

In particular, those eyes are more like they want to burrow into human flesh and dig out your heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys.

The other party's sitting posture was regular, his back was straight and he was not leaning back in the chair, his hands were on his thighs, and the words in his mouth continued.

However, this time it is not a self-respecting narration, but an inquiry.

"Your Excellency Credos, can you guess what I did with the time he delayed for me?"

[Observing words and colors] and [eyes like torches] flashed rapidly.

Arthur saw pride and pride.

I saw a bit of happiness.

Immediately, Arthur guessed.

"The rest of the 'Staff Group', are you okay?"

"Of course!

The people of the 'Sixteenth Staff' and the 'Sixty-sixth Staff' who were traveling with me were already in order—unfortunately, not all of them, otherwise I would have laughed out loud right now!

Those bastards, who do they think they are?

If it weren't for His Highness's orders, how could I possibly work with these stupid fellows?

Do you really think that I, Melville, would choose to join the 'Sixteenth Staff Group' because I am afraid of the 'Death Poets Society'?

They think too highly of themselves. ”

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Or else?"

Arthur asked rhetorically.

Immediately, the smile on the middle-aged man's face stiffened a little.

"I, Melville, was once the leader of the 'Death Mask', and I not only founded the 'Death Mask', but I am also the strongest of the 'Death Mask'!"

The middle-aged man's voice was raised a point.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Arthur pursed the corners of his lips.

It seems that the other party chose to join the command of the Countess of Nanlos because he was afraid of the 'Death Poets Society'.

Of course, it was only now that Arthur had heard the name for the first time.

Arthur had never heard the name before.

The so-called 'death mask' has not been heard either.

But this does not prevent him from stimulating the other party.

With the blessing of [bluffing], Arthur's words and expression were even more appropriate, at least when Melville heard the sentence 'ah, yes, yes', the anger in his heart surged uncontrollably, and when he saw the corner of Arthur's mouth, it was even more uncontrollable.

"I'm not afraid of the Dead Poets Society!

I've fought them several times!

They all recognized my strength!

Although they are all called 'death' for such a battle to happen, I ...... With my strength, I have gained their respect! ”

As he spoke, Melville raised his head proudly.

Then, ignoring Arthur, he began to pick up the teacup on the table and pour the brewed tea into his own cup.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Arthur was puzzled in his heart.

'[Little Curse] still affects the sanity? Nature? ’

The moment the other party appeared, Arthur began to mobilize his dead qi and cast the [Little Curse Technique] on the other party.

Although the effect of the curse has not been shown for the time being, one thing is certain, the other party's [spirituality] has also been affected.

Usually, there is a high probability that there is nothing to do, but once you touch the fact that the other party is unwilling to face, even if it is just a word, you will become impatient.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be what it looks like in front of you.

'Another toad-like, Harris-like guy?' ’

Arthur thought to himself, and said slowly.

"Don't drink other people's tea."

"Oh?

Don't tell me, you poisoned the tea! ”

Melville looked at Arthur with interest, he dared to drink, naturally he was sure, he was sure that there was nothing in the tea.

Moreover, it is quite mellow and tastes good.

Arthur stared at the other, his body slumped in his chair sitting up straight.

The young 'psychic medium' said word by word-

"No, I don't poison the tea!

I just want to remind you that in a tea like this one, which has not been carefully selected, there will be hair, boogers, nails, stones, bugs, and by the way, there may be ......

Foot skin! ”

Burst!

(End of chapter)