By the time Jimt quietly dived into the mountain stream leading to Ymir's Manor, Caral had been waiting for ten minutes.

Looking at the nephew of the Marquis of Einhaas, who had always shown himself to be arrogant, Jimt subconsciously showed a warm smile on his face.

Although after a brief discussion before, the other party had confirmed his true face, and there was no need to be so troublesome, but the son of the baron, the son-in-law of the marquis, still maintained his habit.

"Hypocrisy!"

Caral looked at the warm smile on Jimt's face and couldn't help but comment.

"Each other, each other."

Jimtt didn't get angry, but replied with a smile.

Then, instead of immediately walking towards the 'Yumir Manor', the two of them stood still and waited for each other to move forward.

Two minutes passed, and the two of them didn't even move a step.

"If you wait any longer, I'm afraid Your Excellency Krados will be in a hurry, right?"

Caral frowned, looking anxious.

"Well, so, why don't you go first?"

Still smiling, Jimtt reached out and pointed in.

Karal immediately shook his head and refused.

"You first!"

The two looked at each other, and neither of them meant to take a step.

After another minute, Jimtt sighed.

"Why don't you go together?"

"Together!"

Caral nodded.

However, the two still did not move.

In the end, the two could only stand side by side and step in unison - both with their legs raised and landed on the spot.

Looking at this situation, Jimmt and Caral glanced at each other, and neither of them felt embarrassed, let alone ashamed.

After all, the sudden outbreak of 'Death Qi' in the 'Ymir Manor' had just sensed it.

Although I don't know what happened inside, the palpitations brought about by the 'breath of death' are extremely clear.

The sudden feeling of oppression almost suffocated them.

More importantly, as a living person, the instinctive fear of 'death' makes them understand that if they don't want to die, they should be careful.

Therefore, the two of them at this time are far more careful than usual.

"Together?"

Caral asked again.

"Together!"

Jimtt nodded immediately.

The two noble children stepped forward again, this time no longer standing still, and both of them had a posture of moving forward and moving forward.

And then—

1 cm!

Compared to the original position, the boot has moved forward by 1 centimeter!

The pace and distance between the two are really like a ruler has been measured.

Seeing this scene, the warm smile on Jimt's face became brighter and brighter, and the arrogance in Carral's eyes became more and more domineering.

"I have a proposal!"

Jimt spoke again.

"Say!"

Caral said immediately.

"Sign the contract, or the two of us will have to die here for the rest of our lives—if the contract costs, half of each person, it can also be used as a testimony to our alliance."

Jimtt sighed softly.

Caral had no objection.

He didn't believe in Jimt any more than Jimt didn't believe him.

He couldn't think of anything other than a contract.

Even if the contract costs a lot, at this time, there is nothing else to worry about.

Subsequently—

The two of them took out the contract almost at the same time, and said in no particular order.

"Use mine!"

The two watched each other's movements, listened to the same words, and couldn't help but sigh in unison.

'Still haven't been deceived! ’

Then, the two of them pulled out the second contract from their bosoms in unison again.

They looked at each other for another three seconds, and then exchanged another contract.

Of course, this contract cannot be used.

Suddenly, Jimt and Carral stared.

"What to do?

Why don't we shout?

It's rude, but it's better than spending it here! ”

Once again, Jimtt proposed.

"Well, shout together!"

Once again, Caral agreed.

Moreover, this time the two did not delay any longer-

"Good evening, Lord Krados."

The next moment the greetings rang out in unison, Caral disappeared into the cliffs of the mountain stream - why the nephew of the Marquis of Einjas had waited ten minutes, of course, to save a hand.

"Despicable fellow!"

Jimt whispered these words, but the whole person disappeared from the place, and reappeared at the entrance of the mountain stream - why the son of the baron, the son-in-law of the marquis, was ten minutes late, of course, to save a hand.

The night breeze blows through the mountain stream, bringing a unique whirring sound.

Arthur, who borrowed Fukin's eyes to take everything in his eyes, couldn't help but nod slightly.

It's confirmed, and he's not the same kind of person.

Both were not cautious and careful enough.

If it were him, he would have to plant explosives in the mountain stream, and if he found that something was wrong, he would have to ignite the explosives when he ran.

As for the rest?

First block the opponent's back road and then talk about the rest.

Anyway, in the face of the 'lion', it doesn't matter if I can't outrun the lion, as long as I can outrun my opponent.

Seeing Jimt and Carral reappear, and about to fall into a dead loop again, Arthur couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand slightly.

Suddenly, a Labrador that had been crawling in Arthur's shadow since just now, but had not been noticed by anyone, stood up directly from the shadows.

"Kulich, go and invite my guests."

The Cream Labradoodle, sticking out its tongue as if smiling, immediately nodded and ran towards the mountain stream.

The speed is like an arrow, and the whole time is silent.

Even, when the Labrador appeared in front of Jimt and Caral, the two were shocked.

In unison, the two stepped back.

But right away, the two stopped.

Because, the two found that the Labrador in front of them was looking at them with a foolish gaze.

That kind of human-like look......

'Arcane creatures! ’

Both thought at the same time.

Then, the two of them began to think again.

'Is this the Hound of Lord Credos?'

Or is it someone else's? ’

The two men in thought didn't move their feet, even when they saw Kulic raise their front paws to follow him.

This annoyed Kulić and spewed 'death fire' straight at the two noble children.

It's not aimed at people, it's just to scare people.

And when the dark blue flames burned beneath his feet, Kuliqi's purpose was achieved, and the two noble children were startled, and they retreated again and again, their faces could not hide their horror.

Because, they recognized Kulich's 'variety' -

'Death Hound'!

At the same time, the two thought of more from Kulich's 'variety'.

And when the two of them saw 'Come with me, go to my master, Credos!' After being burned by the 'fire of death', there was no hesitation.

If that palpitating 'dead air' was the work of Lord Krados......

It's sure to be an exciting deal!

The two of them immediately had a new calculation in their hearts!

Unlike the previous ones who cowered, tested each other, and refused to move forward, this time Jimtt and Caral rushed to the 'Ymir Manor'.

The two of them rushed out of the mountain stream at an unparalleled speed, and the words of praise that had been brewing in their hearts with calculation were about to blurt out, but they came to an abrupt end.

They stared in amazement at the peak, which was entirely made up of skeletons.

How many bones are there?

Hundred? Two hundred? Or three hundred?

Layer upon layer, dense, layer upon layer, completely uncountable.

But they could clearly see the wide chair on top of these bones—a large old chair wrapped in countless broken blades of long swords, from the back of the chair to the armrests, from the armrests to the legs, every place had a broken edge, filled with scarlet rust.

It's just that in the eyes of Jimt and Caral, what they see is blood!

Countless blood formed a monstrous wave, surging and roaring.

Only scarlet remained between heaven and earth.

Endless.

But when a touch of black appeared, the monstrous waves of scarlet immediately faded, and the surging and unbridled roar became a praise to the master.

They welcome their masters.

They chanted —

Arthur. The name of Credos!

(End of chapter)