Chapter 23 Witch Hunting Night

Author: Xianyu Jienan

Chapter 23 Witch Hunting Night

"Yamu, what do you think of my appearance?"

"Doesn't it feel particularly good?"

In the spacious room, Dar pulled Yamu and kept walking there, looking at his new outfit from time to time.

Yamu looked at Dar's appearance in front of him with some helplessness: "Yes, it's already pretty good."

It's already the second day.

When he first learned about Miss Solona's invitation, Yamu was very surprised.

When I found out that Dar had agreed, I felt helpless.

Sure enough, Dahl was still like this, selling out his friends when he saw a beautiful woman.

But Yamu didn't care much.

But it's just a quick trip, so it's nothing.

Now that Green Stone's reserves have been basically depleted, he has nothing to do but just take a walk to relax.

Just looking at Dar's appearance, he was particularly attracted to Miss Salona.

I've never seen him like this before.

With this thought in his mind, Yamu decided to set off with Dar on the surface.

The two continued to move forward and soon arrived at Miss Salona's residence.

This is the first time that Yamu has come to Solona's residence.

Although I have attended banquets before, it was at other places and I tended to have more public interactions.

And today's is undoubtedly more of a private occasion.

As they walked into it, the servants inside came out and began to entertain them.

"Where's Mr. Karim?"

Yamu asked casually.

"Mr. Karim had something to do and didn't come."

The maid in front of me responded like this.

Yamu nodded, not surprised.

It can be seen from the previous exchanges that this Silver Knight is a man of action and is not very interested in such things as communication.

Similarly, there is a high probability that the other party is not very interested in Solona, ​​so it is normal not to come this time.

At the last public banquet, it was quite a show of respect for the other party to come over, but there was no need for it this time.

But without Karim coming, Yamu would feel a little bored.

This banquet was different from the last one in that there were very few people participating.

The silver knight is very angry with Yamu. If he were here, we could have a chat with him.

Walking into the hall, Yamu saw Miss Solona.

She was wearing a purple dress. The overall matching was quite exquisite. Her long hair was well arranged. She looked like a noble princess, full of a unique sentiment.

It can be seen that Miss Salona has carefully prepared for today's private banquet. This dress alone is enough to make people's eyes shine.

"Miss Solona."

Seeing each other, Yamu bowed and said hello.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Amu."

Solona looked at Ya Mu in front of her and smiled for the first time on her face.

People around him couldn't help but cast their gazes.

It is known to many that Miss Salona has a withdrawn personality and seldom smiles to others.

But there is no denying that this young lady has a very pretty smile, which has attracted a lot of people's attention at this moment.

Dahl stood in the distance, staring blankly at this moment, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Please sit down."

Walking to the hall, Solona invited a few people to sit down.

For some reason, Yamu had an inexplicable feeling.

He always felt that Miss Salona's eyes seemed to always stay on him.

But when I looked carefully, I didn't find anything special.

There is always some inexplicable sense of voyeurism in the dark.

This feeling made Yamu feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared quickly and disappeared.

After a few people took their seats, Yamu very wisely remained silent and gave up the right to speak to Dar and the others.

He has always had a clear understanding of his own position.

The protagonist today is not him.

After a while, he found a reason to get up and leave, and went sightseeing around.

The other people didn't care about him.

In other words, they wanted him to leave early so that no one more person would attract the girl's attention.

Yamu was wandering around casually.

Of course, there were also followers following him to act as guides for him.

"This is the studio, and everything inside is Miss Solona's private collection."

When I walked somewhere, the voice of the attendant sounded.

"Can I come in?"

Yamu asked casually.

After receiving a positive answer, he took steps and walked directly in.

Walking into the studio, there are densely packed oil paintings.

There are a lot of works here, and quite a few of them are from other places. The style of the works is very different from that of the Kingdom of Korola.

Yamu looked at each piece, slowly admiring it.

As a reborn person, he also has many personal hobbies.

Listening to music, reading books, and appreciating famous paintings are among his personal hobbies.

Unfortunately, these things are quite scarce in Count Reagan's castle.

On the contrary, there are many good paintings here for him to appreciate slowly.

Looking at each painting, there are both realistic ones and some abstract styles with exaggerated lines.

Just slowly, Yamu felt something strange.

As he looked forward, he seemed to be able to feel an inexplicable sound in the darkness.

It was as if someone was observing and spying on him secretly.

At the beginning, Yamu didn't pay attention, just thinking that it was a guard lurking nearby.

As the daughter of Marquis Tuentans, it is normal for Miss Salona to have strong people guarding her residence.

But slowly, Yamu realized something was wrong.

As time goes by, that weird feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

He moved forward slowly, and finally focused his eyes on a painting in the center.

It was a rather large painting, several times larger than other paintings simply in terms of volume.

What is depicted on the white paper is a woman pierced by a spear.

On a piece of grass, a slender woman was wearing a robe, and her chest was pierced by a knight's spear.

From its wound, crimson blood flowed out and dripped to the ground.

The woman was wearing a badge, which seemed to have some kind of mark engraved on it.

Further away, a group of figures who appeared to be knights stood there, quietly confronting the woman.

The spears were held in their hands, as if they could be thrown anywhere.
To be continued...