There is private land ahead, no one is allowed to enter.

Beside the trail, a green sign stood in the grass.

"Buzz..."

A black car drove past on the grass on the path.

The person driving was not Ilumi, but the person sent by Sylvia to pick him up.

Illumi assumed Fletcher's identity and went to Sigrit's house wearing a golden mask.

This is the Krusegrain district on the outskirts of Kilf, a very high-end and famous villa area.

The Sigrit family is also a very famous family in the United States of America, and is even a top family locally.

Two months have passed since the election. Demetrius Sigrit, who was supported by many arms dealers and capitalists, won with an absolute majority. He remained the mayor of Kilf for the next four years.

"Click."

The car stopped in front of an iron gate. Yilumi pressed the window and looked at this magnificent manor castle.

This is the manor of the Sigrit family covering an area of ​​3,000 acres, with large grasslands, forests, rivers and beautiful scenery.

"哐啷~"

The iron door made a "clang" sound and opened automatically, and the car entered the manor amid a burst of engine roar.

The car drove straight until it stopped at the main entrance of the castle. A man dressed as a butler stepped forward and opened the door for Ilumi.

Yilumi got out of the car, followed the butler into the castle gate, walked all the way to the inside of the castle, passed through a spacious corridor, and came to a gate.

"Mr. Fletcher."

In front of the door, two fair-skinned and beautiful maids bowed to him and said hello, then turned and opened the door.

"Creak~"

Amidst the harsh sound of the door opening, Yilumi slowly stepped inside.

Inside the door is a rectangular European-style hall with three white sofas in the center and a dark red fireplace on the left. It is summer and is not in use.

Above the fireplace, there is a picture frame hanging, inside is the portrait of a man with black curly hair and a solemn face.

On the right, there is a large rectangular window.

On the other side, there are yellow and white walls covered with various exquisite oil paintings.

"Describe what happened in detail."

A deep and deep voice sounded in the hall. Yilumi looked at the source of the sound. A tall, white-haired man was standing in front of the window with his back to him.

On the sofa, sat a lean woman wearing a pure black suit, with short shoulder-length hair and a pretty face.

Ilumi glanced left and right out of the corner of her eye, and saw two strong men in black suits standing on the left and right sides of the door.

It was obvious that the people in this room were Demetrius and Silvia, as well as their two telepathic subordinates.

"We're going to the Thaddeus gang's factory..."

Ilumi slightly modified the contents and reported them to Demetrius one by one. This was something he had already thought of before coming.

"So, where is the golden mask?"

Demetrius turned slightly sideways and looked at Ilumi, or rather at the fir box in his hand.

Yilumi stepped forward, placed the box on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and opened it.

"It took four months, but it was finally back in our hands."

Sylvia looked at the golden mask in the box and sighed softly.

"You guys, please step back."

Demetrius ordered, and Illumi and the other two men in black immediately turned around and walked outside, and the door closed gently.

"strangeness."

Yilumi looked back at the door, but in fact he was looking at the lingering emotions of the two people inside. Neither of them had any negative emotions, only peace and harmony.

"What's wrong?"

The other two people were guarding the left and right sides of the gate. Seeing him standing still, they asked.

"nothing."

Yilumi shook his head slightly, walked towards the depths of the corridor, and said as he walked.

"I'm going to take a rest."

He tried to speak as little as possible to avoid revealing his identity. Although this possibility was very small, things like telekinesis were so strange that it was inevitable that the other party would not suspect him.

The two bodyguards in black did not suspect anything and allowed him to leave.

In the hall, Sylvia closed the box and looked at Demetrius standing in front of the window.

"What to do with the golden mask?"

Demetrius put his hands behind his back, looked out the window at the lawns, rivers, and woods in the manor, and said in a deep voice.

"Save it in the collection for now and don't let anyone touch it."

"Your father is dead, and we don't have a suitable candidate yet."

Sylvia was silent for a moment, put away the fir box, opened the door, and walked out of the hall.

After Sylvia left, Demetrius was immediately shocked, his eyes glowed red, and his hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

The knuckles of the fingers "crack" like a drug addict.

"Huh~"

It took a long time for Demetrius to recover. He took a deep breath and the red light in his eyes faded.

"[Face of Greed], the mask of greed."

"Four years ago, if it weren't for that person, I might have ceased to exist."

If Ilumi were here at this time, we would have seen a quite horrifying scene.

A large amount of thick blue smoke lingered around Demetrius' body, almost filling the entire hall.

Moreover, the smoke condensed into a human-shaped skeleton, floating back and forth in the hall, like Shura Hell.

"Um?"

Yilumi, who was investigating the terrain and regional branches in the castle, suddenly turned around.

"What's going on, this feeling?"

The direction Ilumi was looking at was the direction of the hall where Demetrius was.

Just now, there was an energy in his body that was ready to move, as if it couldn't wait to get out of his body.

But as far as he could see, human figures surrounded by various kinds of smoke were walking back and forth in the castle, but none of them made him feel like he just did.

"It's not an illusion."

Yilumi was very sure. The feeling just now came very suddenly and disappeared very quickly.

He suspected that there were people in this castle who could control their emotions to the extreme.

Although this kind of thing is almost impossible, the hunter world is full of strange things, so it is not impossible that it does not exist.

"Let's come again tonight."

Ilumi thought to himself that this matter was very special and he cared about it very much, even more than the golden mask.

On the other side, Sylvia carried the fir box containing the golden mask to a basement.

This basement is like a bank vault, with a tight security system and surveillance cameras in every corner.

"Didi..."

Sylvia came to the treasury door, entered the password, and the round treasury door opened with a click, revealing glass exhibition cabinets.

Each glass display cabinet contains a collectible.

Items of historical significance left behind by different eras, different countries, and even ethnic minorities that have been exterminated.

These collections were all obtained by her father, Severiano Sigrit, who spent a lot of money from outside or used violence.
Chapter completed!