A sharp roar came from the dark underground, and before one sound disappeared, another one followed, echoing in the closed space, setting off a torrent of sound waves that made people go crazy.
"It's too noisy. Let them be quiet."
A tall black figure covered in a wide black robe looked into the dark depths and made an impatient voice.
Following his order, several black figures moved towards the distance with the rapid sound of breaking wind. Soon, after a few shrill screams, the annoying roar stopped, leaving only a faint sound.
of whimpering.
"Gudal, make this place a little brighter. We are the servants of the Lord. Darkness is just a place that provides false protection to those who are weak. As spreaders of light, we cannot and should not indulge in darkness." The man in black robe said.
A voice came from the other side.
"Okay, if you need..." The man in black robe clapped his hands, and several clusters of flames instantly ignited above his head, and the soft light spread to the entire space.
What was shining were several oil lamps that had fallen above the wall. The flames of the lamps trembled slightly from time to time, indicating the existence of the vents.
The lights turned on, and the appearance of this space was finally revealed in front of us.
This is a small circular black open space, with five sofas placed on the open space, forming a circle. There is a fireplace on one side of the wall, which is dark and unlit. Opposite the fireplace is a fireplace that slopes downwards.
The passage, where the previous roar came from.
In addition, there are bookshelves, several metal tables and various experimental equipment on one side. It looks like a simple laboratory.
There are circles of black stone stairs on the wall adjacent to the space, which are like threads on the inner wall of a cylinder. They wind up clockwise and spread to the top of the space where the top cannot be seen. It seems that this is the way in and out of this space.
the way.
There were two people sitting on the sofa in the open space. One was Gudal, a man in black robes, and the other was an old man in white robes. It was Belif of the Holy Spirit who had fought with Geer. There were others standing in the shadows in the corner, obviously
Their status is not enough for them to sit on the middle couch.
"Belive, how is this operation going? Did you bring good news?" Gudal's voice was sharp, making people easily think of the screaming arrows flying in the air.
"My side went very smoothly, and this operation also taught those traitors a lesson."
Belif made a gesture behind him, and several men standing in the corner came over with a bunch of things and placed them on the open space in the middle of the sofa circle.
"This is the ritual utensil used by those barbaric dynasty cultists you want."
"I hope I won't be disappointed again this time." Gudal stretched out his withered hand and rummaged through the ritual vessels for a while, and finally selected a long ritual vessel and took it out. The bronze color shone under the light.
The light is the Femis spiritual sacrifice for which Geer paid the reward.
"Yes, I feel that power, the power that makes the soul tremble." Gudal's words were full of joy: "Ivor, push the mentor out."
A person standing behind Gudal hurriedly walked into the room blocked by a stone door on one side. After a while, something was pushed out. It was a bed on wheels, with a man lying on it.
It was the body of a middle-aged man, with a bright dagger stuck in his chest. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. His expression and muscles were stiff and frozen, like a doll made of beeswax. There were three different daggers beside him.
Various types of ritual vessels are somewhat similar in style. They are all made of bronze and exude a hazy fluorescence.
Gudal stood up and placed the Femis Spirit Sacrifice next to the middle-aged man. As soon as he got close to his body, the Femis Spirit Sacrifice emitted fluorescence like other ritual objects.
"The last one is finally together. As long as we find a suitable body, the mentor can be resurrected, and our great cause has hope of success." Gudal's voice was trembling uncontrollably.
Although Belif still maintained a gentle smile, if you observe carefully, his originally tense body immediately relaxed after hearing Gudal's affirmation.
"Beliv, where are the two seeds you mentioned? Find them quickly. I can't wait for my mentor to return to this world." Gudal turned around fiercely and faced Bailiv,
Two green will-o'-the-wisps emerged from the shadow of the hood.
"Dead."
"Dead?" Belif's plain words made the will-o'-the-wisps in Gudal's eyes flicker.
"That's right, they are all dead." Belif confirmed again with a very sure tone.
"You..." Gudal's voice rose in vain, and was so sharp that it hurt the eardrums.
But Belif immediately suppressed Gudal's anger: "But I found a more suitable seed."
Gudal stared at Belif, and it took a long time for the will-o'-the-wisp to dim again: "This is left to you to handle. I just need to see the result. I hope it won't be too far away."
"No, everything is ready."
"That's good." Gudal said these three words coldly, turned around and pushed the bed back into the room again.
Belif smiled and didn't care at all. He gently touched the straight knife on his waist with his right hand.
The lights went out again, leaving only darkness and silence.
…
"Goodbye, it's a pleasure to spend a pleasant evening with you, Marquis."
Geer shook hands with Marquis Huntington with a smile.
"It's an honor for you to be happy, Ciri. Send Baron Colbenson off for me." Marquis Huntington also had a smile on his face.
"Okay, father." Shi Rui, who was standing aside to entertain the guests, agreed.
After Geer shook hands with some other guests one by one and said goodbye, he walked side by side with Shirley towards the entrance of the manor.
This is the second time in the past month that Geer has been invited to attend a dinner hosted by the Marquis of Huntington. As a person who is quite confident in his memory, Geer is not worried that he will get lost in this large manor. However,
Since the host offered to see him off out of courtesy, Geer would not refuse forcefully.
The Royal Museum incident had a great negative impact, but it was a good thing for Geer. According to word of mouth among the survivors, the brave and fearless Baron Colbenson has recently become a member of the upper class.
A popular figure, even his past was slowly dug out.
The major shareholder of the Royal Bernier Bank, a good friend of Prince Fayelino, and Prince Philip are good friends of the family, and the most devout supporter of the royal family...
Among the true or false information spread by the Brotherhood of Steel, Geer has become an upstart among the nobles of San Lotaro and is regarded as the most promising emerging noble. Of course, he has also been labeled
The most profound label - Wang Dang.
With this identity, although Gerr will be hated by some nobles, he is also welcomed by the Marquis of Huntington, who is also a royalist and a backbone member. For this "savior", the Marquis of Huntington has already been in the royal family.
Within a short period of one month after Er recovered from his injury, he sent out invitations one after another, clearly expressing his closeness to Ger.
But what surprised Geer today was that he met a very special guest - Earl James. As Prime Minister, he can be said to be the real soul of the royal party. Although he did not attend for a long time, he still took the time to talk to him.
Geer said a few words, which on the surface seemed to be normal words to encourage the underachievers, but Geer always felt that there was a special meaning in his words, as if his attendance was entirely for Geer.
While walking on the road, Geer had been thinking about his previous conversation with Count James, so he seemed a little silent. The girl beside him had no intention of starting the topic. There was an unusual silence between the two people walking side by side.
The moonlight was very good, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the bright moonlight embraced the walking boy and girl, drawing two connected shadows on the gravel road paved on the lawn.
The aristocratic girl is wearing a pure white off-shoulder dress, with her beautiful collarbones looming. The material of the skirt is so white that it seems transparent and slightly reflective, like the wings of an angel in mythology, but it is not exposed at all. The hem of the skirt is from high to low.
The curvature of her legs was gracefully and slightly raised, revealing the girl's white and slender legs, which reflected a strange light under the caress of the moonlight.
Relatively speaking, the young man's dress is a little worse. He is wearing a very ordinary black suit. Like his appearance, he is not outstanding, but he has his own unique demeanor when walking, and his temperament is as sharp as a sword. Standing there
I don't feel inferior when I'm around a girl.
The guests who met on the road gave kind smiles to the boy and girl, who seemed to be harmonious, and did not come to disturb them.
Walking through a forest path lit by lights, it took about ten minutes to walk from the banquet hall to the gate of the manor.
"Thank you for your hospitality today, and I'll take my leave."
When he saw the carriage bearing the Cobenson family crest and the eight escort cavalrymen carrying muskets at the entrance of the manor, Geer turned around and said goodbye to the girl next to him.
"goodbye."
With the girl's aristocratic smile, Geer boarded the carriage.
When the car door closed, Geer was immediately surrounded by the fragrance of another girl. He lit the oil lamp in the car, and the adjutant Luckarin sitting opposite him came out of the shadows and returned to the light.
"How is the situation?" Geer picked up the secret compartment in the carriage and took out the biographical novel he had been reading recently, and asked casually.
"It's the same as the previous investigation, nothing has changed." The qualified adjutant gave Geer a positive reply.
"kindness."
The carriage fell into silence again, and the only sounds that echoed the sound of Ge Geer turning the pages of the book were the faint sounds of horse hooves and rolling wheels coming from the gaps in the carriage.
The Marquis of Huntington's manor is located in the western suburbs of San Rotalo, while the Cole Benson Manor is in the eastern suburbs. The carriage needs to pass through the entire San Rotalo to reach it. However, with the perfect road construction in San Rotalo,
This journey won't take too long.
Within half an hour, San Lotaro arrived like a jewel on a black belt.