The inspector had just jumped into the passage, and before he had time to feel the environment in the passage, he found himself in another room.
This is a noble hall that looks very gorgeous.
It's just that the difference from the halls of other noble castles is that the inspectors saw some weird things here. For example, a teacup floating in mid-air. There were small ceramic hands on both sides of the teacup. He used the spoon to hit his body, which was crisp and clear.
The percussion sound is matched by another weird instrument squad floating next to it.
There is a teacup bunny playing the trumpet, a black and white cup playing the piano, and a goblet playing the violin...
A whole teacup band.
This is not the weirdest thing. There are several colorful dragonflies floating in the sky above the hall, as well as some strange light spots - these light spots look very gorgeous, but inexplicably give the observer a sense of danger.
While the inspector was in a daze, the teacup band played cheerful music.
As the music played, neat tapping sounds came from the curtain on the side.
The inspector followed the call and saw that the curtain was opened to a small corner, and two teams of brick soldiers, who were no more than a hand in height, walked out with common and neat steps.
These brick soldiers all wear red uniforms, white trousers, and high hats. Their cheeks are also painted with two red dots, which look very funny.
But the inspectors didn't find it funny at all, because the two teams of brick soldiers held various weapons in their hands. Bayonets, spears, muskets, rapiers... These weapons, like the light spots above their heads, gave the inspectors extreme
The feeling of danger.
It can make him feel danger, which at least means that these weapons can hurt him. You must know that he is a legendary wizard and can hurt himself. These weapons are at least very high-level alchemy tools, which are absolutely priceless in the outside world.
But here, they are assigned to brick soldiers.
The inspector swallowed his saliva, and he didn't know whether it was fear or envy. He just watched helplessly as the two teams of brick soldiers walked up to him.
tap!
The brick soldiers finished their steps in front of the inspector in a ceremonial manner, and then they separated into two sides, using stiff brick hands, they simultaneously made a welcoming gesture and pointed in the direction of the red curtain.
"Does this mean you want me to go that way?" the inspector asked doubtfully.
No one answered him.
The inspector thought for a while, anyway, he was already in the Dalmatian's belly, ready to be slaughtered at any time. He was at least better than Gruzdaward and the others now. With the comparison, the inexplicable feeling of fear was reduced.
Since there is no place to retreat, then go, go forward!
The inspector stepped forward resolutely.
Just when he took the first step, the teacup band played the welcoming music again, which obviously meant that the inspector's idea was correct.
The Brick Soldiers are here to clear the way, and the Teacup Band is here to create atmosphere.
Coupled with the atmosphere of this aristocratic hall, the inspector had a sense of being invited to a dinner by "a certain aristocratic gentleman".
Soon, the inspector arrived in front of the red curtain.
The inspector had an inexplicable hunch that perhaps the person behind the red curtain was the owner of this space.
The inspector paused for two seconds, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain. As the curtain was lifted, the music of the Teacup Band also stopped.
The inspector slowly raised his eyes and saw the scene behind the curtain.
A gorgeous long table, exquisite porcelain plates, and bright candlelight.
There are people sitting at the long table.
There is no one at the main seat directly in front of the long table. However, on the main table, a Dalmatian dog lies there lazily, showing that he is the honorable person of the main seat.
There were people sitting on both sides of the main seat, and on the right was a fat void traveler. It was like a large puddle of soft jelly, filling the small chair to the brim.
The person sitting on the left is Angel, an acquaintance of the inspector.
Angel was dressed as before and was sitting on the chair very upright. When he heard the sound of the curtain being opened, he turned his head and looked at the inspector.
Inspector: What's going on?
Angel: Well, it’s a long story.
After exchanging a look, Angel nodded slightly to him and motioned for him to take a seat first.
The inspector also understood that, having reached this point, he would definitely sit in and there would be no way to escape. Therefore, he did not hesitate and stepped forward.
There were many empty seats at the long table, but the inspector did not hesitate and sat directly next to Angel.
After all, Angel was someone he knew well.
After sitting down, a beautiful porcelain plate automatically floated in front of the inspector. The porcelain plate also stretched out his hand and took bread and a knife from the center of the table. The bread was cut into slices and placed on the plate. Creamy onion juice was poured in.
, pour it on the bread.
After doing all this, Porcelain Plate suddenly spoke, and said in a loud voice: "Be gentle when you use the fork, don't scratch my skin, and don't lick the plate after eating the bread. I hate being licked by men."
The inspector stared blankly at the porcelain plate and subconsciously replied: "Oh."
"Oh what, no manners at all, I hate vulgar men even more."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the inspector's face: "I mean, thank you."
"I still know how to make amends... You're welcome, this is my job. Please use it slowly and don't forget the rules I told you."
The inspector nodded quickly: "Okay."
The porcelain plate returned to normal, but the inspector felt that something was wrong with him. Was he talking to a porcelain plate just now? This porcelain plate was a living being? Then wasn't the food placed on the porcelain plate?
"Have I entered a fairy tale world?" The inspector couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"Fairy tale world? No, this is just an ordinary banquet room." Angel heard the inspector's whisper and said.
A very ordinary banquet room? The inspector looked at Angel with strange eyes. Is he abnormal, or is Angel abnormal? Is this also called an ordinary banquet room?
Angel: "Your plate may be a bit arrogant. This is the first time I have seen a plate with so many rules. This is an exception."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the words fell, the porcelain plate in front of Angel made a pleasant female voice, matching Angel's words: "Yes, it is an exception. I especially want to make the noble
If you are a customer, lick me all over my body, it will make me feel very comfortable, and it will be very convenient when cleaning."
Now, the inspector looked at Angel even more strangely.
Angel also felt a little embarrassed. The porcelain plate in front of him was quite normal before. He didn't speak a word and just cut the bread. Why now, when he speaks, he speaks in such a way that it makes people... whimsical.
Angel couldn't help but rub his swollen temples: Sure enough, the things released by Dalmatians, the creatures from the nightmare world, are not very serious.
This hall was actually originally a black room. However, in order to prevent the inspectors from seeing the "transparent surveillance" on the floor, Angel released his extremely luxurious nightmare.
Angel had previously used the Extravagant Nightmare Realm to fight against people, resulting in the death of many creatures in the Nightmare Realm. For example, those Teacup Bands and Building Block Soldiers had only a few defeated soldiers left.
After seeing these defeated soldiers, the Dalmatian, perhaps out of pity or premeditated, spit out a brand new teacup band and brick soldiers from his mouth.
In addition, some daily necessities, such as these porcelain plates, were also provided to the Extremely Luxurious Nightmare Realm.
Angel had never thought that these porcelain plates could talk, and what he never expected was that they first started talking because the inspector came and they spoke out of disdain for the inspector.
Seeing the strange look in the inspector's eyes, Angel felt at a loss for words.
If I had known earlier, I would have just laid a layer of fog on the ground. What kind of extravagant nightmare realm would this be? Angel thought with some bitterness.
Although his heart was complicated, Angel still had to remain calm on his face.
After all, he is the only one who can talk at this table. The Dalmatian is sleeping listlessly at this time, and it can only bark if it doesn't sleep; Wang Wang doesn't want to expose himself, so everything that follows depends on Angel.
Get it yourself.
"Sir Inspector, I know you have many questions. Why don't you have a meal first? Then I will explain them to you one by one."
The inspector looked at the porcelain plate that had become normal. He always felt strange in his heart and wanted to say that he was not hungry. But Angel spoke again. At this time, he also had doubts about Angel's identity. This Angel
Is this the Angel he knows? Does his words have any deep meaning? So, does he want to eat it?
The inspector hesitated for a moment, looked in the direction of the void traveler on the opposite side, and then quickly glanced at the curled up Dalmatian dog.
"Ahem, they... haven't eaten either. The master hasn't eaten yet, so we eat first. Isn't it a bit bad? Otherwise, forget it, I'm not hungry either?"
Angel: "They don't need to eat these human foods. However, since the Inspector is not hungry for the time being, let's talk."
Angel was eating bread slowly, but now he put down his knife and fork, rinsed his mouth with a cup, and then wiped his mouth.
"Master Inspector, if you have any questions, you can ask them now." After Angel finished speaking, he silently added in his mind: The premise is that I can tell you.
The inspector stared closely into Angel's eyes: "Are you Angel? Are you the Angel I know?"
In such a strange place, Angel was too adaptable, which made the inspector always feel that something was wrong.
Angel: "I am indeed Angel. I understand what you mean by asking this question. I... I just know a little more than you. In fact, I am just an ordinary person."
Ordinary people? Which ordinary people can recognize the existence of Dalmatians? The inspectors don't believe it at all.
However, Angel said that he just "knows more" and therefore adapts, which may be true.
Inspector: "If you are Angel, you should know what I want to ask you most right now."
Angel: "Where is this place? And, how to leave? Right?"
The inspector looked directly into Angel's eyes.
"Let's talk about the overall environment first." Angel pointed at the sleepy Dalmatian: "This is its belly."
"And we are in a space created by it. Yes, whether it is the pure white secret room where you were before or this banquet room, they are actually created by it."
The inspector captured a detail: "Do you know where I was before?"
"Yes, this is what it told me." Angel nodded and pointed to the void traveler opposite.
This time it was not a Dalmatian, but a void traveler. The inspector thought this was a bit strange, but he suppressed his doubts for the time being and did not ask.
"As for how to leave, it requires its permission." Angel was referring to the Dalmatian this time.
When Angel said this, he did not continue speaking, but looked at the inspector: "Sir, do you have any other questions?"
Of course there is, it's the same as if you didn't say it. The inspector was roaring silently in his heart, but on the surface he was still calm: "Forgive me for asking, what role did you play in this?"
Angel was silent.
After a long time, the inspector said: "If you don't want to say it, you don't need to answer it."
"It's not that it's inconvenient to say it, it's just that I don't know how to say it. Because no matter what I say, I might be misunderstood by adults." Angel sighed.
"You might as well talk and listen."
"They and I are not familiar with each other." Angel pointed at the Dalmatian dog and the Void Traveler. "In fact, we are not familiar with each other, and we have only met two or three times."
"It's called Wang Wang, and it's its... subordinate?"
"Because I am the only human being that Wangwang has ever met, and I have had some feelings for him in the past. In order to repay the favor, I am here this time to act as his messenger."
After Angel finished speaking, he looked at the inspector with a sincere face: "Sir, do you believe what I said?"
The observer smiled and said nothing, silently saying in his heart: I don’t believe it.
Angel sighed and laughed at himself: "Look, I know that adults won't believe it, and I will be misunderstood no matter what I say. But what I said is indeed true, but there are some things that I can't say clearly."
Inspector: "You said you are the messenger, what do you mean?"
The inspector decided to bypass the trust issue and go directly to the essence.
"That's the literal meaning. Wangwang has something that needs someone to help him convey it. And I, very sadly, was chosen as the messenger." Anyway, the forbidden magic here is Angel's own extremely luxurious nightmare, so
He lies right out of his mouth and is not afraid of being seen through by the police.
"What does it want to say? To whom, me?"
Angel: "Yes."
Angel: "I said before that I know about the Pure White Vault. In fact, it was Wang Wang who told me. Wang Wang has been watching everything that happens in the Pure White Vault. The reason why the Inspector was released is also what Wang Wang meant."
The inspector did not speak, but there was doubt in his heart. Everything Angel said seemed to be arranged by Wang Wang, but what role did that... Dalmatian dog play here?
He had always thought that Dalmatians were watching what happened in the pure white chamber, but now Angel said that it was Wang Wang who was watching, which made him feel a slight difference.
"Wang Wang released the Inspector because he actually wanted to reach a cooperation with you."
When Angel said this, the inspector roughly understood the situation at the scene. He was only released because he was valuable.
To put it bluntly, I was threatened.
If he had followed the temper of the inspector in the past, he would have lost his temper at this time, but now, he does not dare or show his inner emotions.
Dalmatian, the big devil, is here to control the situation!
How dare he make any move?
The Dalmatian is at least at the level of Gruzdaward's true form, and may even be...a higher miraculous creature.
Faced with this kind of existence, any dissatisfaction may be noticed by the other party. Therefore, no matter how wronged or dissatisfied you are, it is better to accept it happily. After all, it is good to be alive.
"I don't know, what kind of cooperation is this?" the inspector asked.