There was an outsider standing across the door, and there was a prisoner with a bad expression next to him.
No matter how relaxed Ronald and Patricia were, it was impossible to discuss some important matters under such circumstances.
From geographical figures to academic insights, time passes little by little in the aimless conversation.
But I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Ronald always felt that when something related to academic aspects was mentioned in the conversation, Patricia's concentration level would suddenly increase.
From all aspects, compared to a mysterious noble lady.
This guy is more like a math geek.
After sitting like this for about half an hour, when the sky outside the window had completely turned from yellow to dark, the knock on the door rang again.
Bang bang bang——
"excuse me."
This time, the voice outside was different from before.
It is a low and deep male voice.
The owner of the voice is very active and full of initiative.
Without waiting for Ronald and Patricia in the room to respond, he simply pushed the door open and entered.
Ronald looked at the other person carefully.
This is a man with black hair and green eyes, with an unusually calm face and temperament. He seems to be between thirty and forty years old. As he walks forward, the majesty of the superior is vaguely visible.
At the same time, there is no trace of the bloat brought about by pleasure on this man's upright body.
He has strong muscles, and his strength can be seen through his clothes.
This is the Warden of Burrenwich.
——[Bach Klitchens].
To have such a status at this age is undoubtedly a winner in life.
But apart from these, Ronald was more concerned about this guy's clothes.
The warden, who had just returned to the mansion, had no coat on his body. On the outside of his white shirt, there was a strong leather strap, which was shaped somewhat like an armpit holster.
Of course, the outfit the warden is wearing is not a Colt 1911.
It was a book that was well wrapped and no detailed appearance could be seen at all.
——This is his original text.
Seeing such a look, Ronald could confirm this without any doubt.
As the holder of the original code, it is only natural to carry this powerful magic item with you.
Unfortunately, due to the layer of protection, he couldn't see which 'masterpiece' this was.
While Ronald was sizing him up, the warden had already walked to the table in the center of the room.
His eyes glanced straight at Jennifer. He immediately understood the identity of the person in front of him, and then immediately waved:
"Take this lady to the first floor and prepare some food for her."
"Yes, sir!"
In response to the warden's order, someone immediately came in from outside the door and took away the sorceress.
Immediately, the warden said with a normal expression:
"Ms. Nicklaus, and this... Mr. from the Bureau of Investigation?"
Ronald replied immediately:
"Ronald, just call me Ronald."
"Okay, Mr. Ronald."
After confirming the names of the two people in front of him, the warden's expression returned to seriousness:
"I'm sorry that my butler has left two of you here as guests. If possible, I hope to be able to entertain you two in person right away."
"But it's a pity that I probably won't have time tonight."
Hearing these words, both Ronald and Patricia noticed something strange.
According to normal social interactions, no host would say something like this upon meeting a guest after waiting for a period of time.
For Bach, who was the warden, this was extremely abnormal.
"You two, let's talk while we walk."
Seeing the appearance of Ronald and Patricia, the warden simply made a suggestion and at the same time turned around and walked out.
"This was just announced, so it's only natural that you two don't know."
The two of them, Ronald, looked at each other and then followed.
As the real power figure in Berenwich, the warden's words were full of weight.
Thinking back to what I saw at the Investigation Bureau this afternoon...
An ominous premonition immediately came to mind.
While leading the two of them outside, Warden Bach explained to the two of them as completely uninformed persons:
"Just half an hour ago, the operators of the Mysterious Events Investigation Bureau identified an imminent riot by cult warlocks that would cover the entire city."
"Now the higher-ups of the Investigation Bureau have issued a raid order in accordance with emergency rules."
"Tonight in the Burrenwich area, multiple exclusive small-scale operations of annihilation will be launched. Considering the manpower issue, I will be responsible for handling the Linzhong Road side."
Having said this, the three of them had already walked to the porch on the first floor.
The maids who had been prepared came over carrying a brand new coat, warm shoes and a poncho, and then dressed the warden skillfully.
While getting dressed, the warden continued:
"You two, since you haven't been notified to join the plan, you'd better go home immediately tonight."
"Otherwise, the mysterious people walking on the streets will be easily attacked."
Patricia nodded and thanked:
"Thank you for the reminder."
"It's nothing." The warden waved his hand, but his tone was still calm, "If I have time in the future, I will invite Miss Nicklaus to be my guest again, and I will definitely make up for today's rudeness."
"Please forgive me for being rude today."
After exchanging a few polite words, the three of them arrived at the door of the mansion.
It was different from when Ronald and I came in.
In addition to the doorman, there was also a man dressed as an investigator and a young man with a firm expression standing here.
Naturally, ordinary people cannot be involved in mysterious matters.
It seems that this is the person who will be working with the warden tonight.
"You two, we have to meet up with the others, and we won't be able to see each other off anymore."
"I wish you have a nice trip."
After saying goodbye to each other, Ronald, the two of them, and the warden and his entourage walked towards the forest road in different directions.
The night is getting darker.
The gas lamps on the Linzhong Road side have already been turned on first. Each street lamp illuminates the snow underfoot, just like beacons lighting up the sea in the dark night.
Walking on the streets is like in a fairy tale.
The light shines on the falling snowflakes in the sky, giving people a dreamy feeling instead of snowflakes falling in the sky.
Staring at the white-gold figure holding an umbrella beside him, Ronald had to admit that this felt like a very good homecoming.
But what is worrying is the situation in the city of Burrenwich.
The cult warlock that Ronald and Nicole bumped into today should be closely related to this incident.
If the original text of this school of thought is really the Cthulhu Mythos...
Then the Bureau of Investigation fails, and Ronald feels that he needs to change his city to live.
At this time, Patricia, who was walking beside her, spoke: