Compared with the hustle and bustle in the distance, this place seems even more deserted.
On the second floor of a red brick villa facing the statue, on a small balcony surrounded by iron bars, Angelet was wearing black pajamas and holding a cup of hot cocoa in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.
He stood on the balcony, holding on to the railing with one hand and looking down. He and Tia were the only two people in the entire villa. Tia would clean the entire villa very seriously every day. She also had three functions: cleaning, food, and shopping.
He was so well-behaved that Angelet sometimes felt like he was too lazy.
This villa, or this villa area, is the haunted villa that Dimos said. With this as the center, no one dares to buy several surrounding villas. The original owners have also moved away. Ange
Lie simply purchased this large villa area at a very low price.
There are more than a dozen villas centered around the haunted house. The entire villa community completely belongs to Angele. There are metal railings surrounding the community, and security patrols are also set up. The salary is also paid by Angele. Others include flower and plant pruning.
, street cleaning and sanitation are all paid for by Angele alone.
As for the haunted house, Angelet has not encountered any unusual situations so far.
call....
A cold wind blew by.
Angelet took a sip of hot cocoa, then turned and walked into the villa. The drink in his hand was actually just a plant drink similar to hot cocoa. Angelet had drunk it once before at his mentor Adolf's house, and now he likes it.
A taste.
Returning to the bedroom behind the balcony, Angele walked to the table and sat down.
There was a glass oil lamp placed on the table, and the dim yellow light flickered slightly.
Next to the oil lamp, there is a tied paper scroll. The light yellow scroll is tied with a slip knot with red silk thread. It looks a bit tight.
Angelet picked up the scroll, removed the red thread, and then slowly unfolded it.
There is a round glass rod inserted at the top and bottom of the scroll. Just roll it gently along the glass rod to both sides, and the entire scroll can be easily opened.
On the light yellow leather paper, neat words were clearly recorded in black handwriting.
‘21st: In the woods east of the city, four unknown passers-by were found missing.
22nd: Three carriages were found missing on Pier Road.
23rd: Orion discovered that the man in black robe disappeared while passing by the logging field.
24th: The caravan heard a strange roar in the woods west of the city.
27th: Three men in white cloaks bought food in the city and left quickly.
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November 15: A caravan entering the city found the bodies of a group of bandits.’
Angele frowned and carefully looked at the large amount of information recorded on the scroll. This was a record he bought from the mercenary union in the city at a large price. It recorded all the movements outside the city in the past two months.
Ordinary people in Lennon City would never have thought that Ram's academy, which is said to be ferocious and terrifying. He spends all his time with dead bodies and ghosts, is actually not far from them. Therefore, the mercenary union can only pay attention to these news.
I felt a little surprised that it didn't attract any unusual attention.
But Angelet was different. He knew very well that the abnormal situation recorded here was probably related to the current situation of the college.
"It looks like the conflict over at the academy is probably coming to an end soon." He carefully put away the scroll and tied it up with red thread again.
The information on these traces can be summed up as signs that apprentices or wizards who have gone out are returning to the academy.
"But before that, I have to go to the Yueqin Manor recorded on that piece of cloth. It's best to get the Dragon Scale Flower before returning." Angelet already had a plan in mind.
"After all, I don't have anything worth exchanging for the Water of Yasu, and the heart of the phosphorescent giant elephant is completely insufficient. Not to mention the mental model of defensive spells." Angelet frowned helplessly, "What if I don't have resources?
You can't get it either. Before returning to the academy, you must obtain enough resources to exchange for the water of Yasu and defensive spells. Otherwise, you won't be able to attack the wizard immediately when you return."
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The next morning the sky was overcast
In the convoy leaving the city, a black carriage quietly left Lennon City and headed towards Kalin, a remote northwest province of the Ramsoda Kingdom.
Among the harvested yellow wheat fields, a black carriage slowly moved forward along the road, and two white horses neighed from time to time.
Angelet sat in the carriage and looked sideways at the wheat fields outside the window.
Bundles of golden wheat straw are standing in the field. Some are burning, with red and yellow flames and billowing smoke, and some are still piling up. Some farmers are bending over to pick up the scattered wheat straw in the field.
There are wheat straws. Others are sitting cross-legged in the ground eating.
The green mountains in the distance are endless. They extend into the distance until they can't be seen clearly.
"Master, it looks like it's going to rain. How about we find a place to take shelter from the rain first?" Coachman Tom asked loudly.
"Okay." Angelet responded.
"There's a mill ahead, we can go there," Tom replied.
Upon hearing this, Angele stuck his head out and looked in the direction of the carriage.
In the wheat field ahead on the right, on a higher ridge, a light yellow windmill is slowly approaching.
The huge windmill of the mill rotated slowly, making a faint creaking sound. However, there seemed to be a carriage parked outside the mill. One was red and the other was white. They were both small carriages pulled by one horse.
The wind blowing in the direction of the carriage had a faint smell of wheat grains. Angelet retracted his head and said loudly to Tom.
"It seems that someone has gone in to take shelter from the rain. Come closer and have a look, Tom."
"Okay sir."
The black carriage was a four-seater carriage pulled by two horses. There was no family mark on the carriage. As it turned into the path leading to the mill, two people also came out of the windmill. They stood outside and pointed at the black carriage that was approaching quickly.
.I don’t know what I’m talking about.
Soon, the black carriage stopped next to the red carriage.
Angelet opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, patted the folds of his clothes, and put on his original black hunting suit, with black leather boots on his feet, a red belt around his waist, and a black gemstone dagger tied around his waist. Look.
It looks a bit like the European military officers' attire on earth in previous lives. It gives people a simple, powerful and cold temperament.
At this time, the two people in the mill turned around and went inside without saying hello to him.
Angelet could see from the back that they were a man and a woman, one was a middle-aged man and the other was an old woman. The man carefully supported the old woman, who was probably an elder such as his mother.
"Come on, Tom. Get in and take shelter from the rain."
"No need, sir, I'll just watch the carriage here." Tom said with a simple smile.
"Don't worry. The carriage will be fine." Angelet smiled. He reached out and patted the carriage. A little bit of black mist invisible to ordinary people slowly drifted into the gap in the carriage and disappeared.
"No need, sir, I can just stay here." Tom shook his head.
Angelet watched him take out a piece of clothing that looked like a raincoat from the box placed in front of the carriage and put it on. Knowing that he would not listen to her and get off the car, Angele couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
"That's up to you." He moved his neck and made a cracking sound. Then he walked around the carriage and walked towards the mill.
In the mill, a huge gear was slowly turning in the middle. The gears linked the windmill and the grindstone. There was a clicking sound throughout the mill.
But there is no flour, no wheat. Although the grinding machine like a sewing machine is still making noise, only some white flour can be seen from the gaps in the machine. That is the wheat flour that has been beaten before.
The mill room was only the size of a bedroom. There was a window on one side, and the cross-like glass window was tightly closed. A young girl in red was lying next to the window and looking out.
There were two wooden tables and some chairs in the corner. The two people who came in just now were sitting on the two chairs. The man was carefully pouring black tea from a teapot to the old woman. The faint fragrance of tea filled the small space.
in space.
Angelet sniffed. The aroma of this black tea was very different from the tea that Demos gave him before he left. So much so that he felt a little uncomfortable smelling it now. After drinking too much good tea, he would replace it with bad tea.
I felt very uncomfortable.
There were two men dressed as coachmen sitting in another corner, whispering something.
Angelet looked around. There were spider webs everywhere in the corners of the mill, and there were also traces of white flour sprinkled on the ground.
His entry attracted the attention of two groups of people inside. However, these people just glanced at him and showed no intention of coming over to talk. The girl in red turned her face and looked at Angelet curiously.
. She wore a light red dress, small red leather boots, and a red belt around her waist. She looked similar to many children of small nobles. But she actually held a thin leather book in her hand.
The page was opened to the middle. When Angelet glanced over, he could vaguely see the fine fonts on the page.
'Griffeydo kissed her passionately, and held Filia's waist tightly with his hands, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms and turn her into...'
This is the content that Angelet accidentally scanned. It is a typical love fantasy novel. It is also the most popular thing among aristocratic girls now.
The girl in red seemed to have discovered that her hand was exposed, and quickly closed it with a slightly red face. She walked briskly to the old woman's side and carefully gave her a pat on the back.
Instead, Angelet strode to the window and looked out at the sky.
The sound of fine raindrops gradually grew from small to loud, and quickly became denser. Soon, the wheat fields outside the window were completely shrouded in the sloping heavy rain, making it somewhat foggy.
In his eyes, the chip was rapidly estimating the scope and duration of the rain. Lines of data kept flowing in the corners of his vision, changing rapidly.
"10:12." Angelet muttered softly. This is the approximate time when the rain will stop, and the error probability will not be higher than 5%.
The girl in the red dress who was so close seemed to hear his voice, looked at him curiously, and then took out something like a pocket watch from her waist bag and looked at it. (To be continued...)