Three young wizards, suffocating in heavy clothes, stood furtively close to the house on the corner of the street.
They raised their heads and looked at the dilapidated houses in front of them, with obvious hesitation in their expressions.
Even in the Iron Curtain City, which is like a garbage dump, such houses are too dilapidated.
——No, it would be better to say that it is precisely because it is an Iron Curtain city that such houses are even rarer.
Just looking at this wall full of holes, you can tell that it completely lacks the most important wind protection function of houses in Iron Curtain City.
And if the ubiquitous magic dust in the city cannot be kept out, just relying on a household exhauster in the house will not be able to reduce the magic dust in the home to a safe range.
Unless you are still wearing heavy clothes at home. Otherwise, you cannot survive more than a week living in such a house.
It's already late at night, and even ordinary people should have gone to bed long ago.
But here's the weird thing.
The detection results of astrological witchcraft clearly showed that there was someone inside and he was awake, but the small shabby room that had almost been broken into a sieve was still dark, and no light could be seen sneaking out from inside.
A taller wizard clutched the simple astrological device in his hand tightly and swallowed: "Tony, do the witches and wizards you mentioned live here?"
Let alone a witch... they wouldn't be surprised at all even if an undead emerged from here.
It would be better to say that it would make them feel at ease. But at this moment, standing in front of a small dark room that was silent and without a trace of light coming out of the cracks and holes, the fear of the unknown gripped their hearts tightly.
According to the original plan, the three of them were supposed to break in directly and then set up a barrier as soon as possible.
But now let alone breaking in - just looking at the dark cracks that looked like devil's eyes, they didn't even dare to knock on the door.
For a moment, the sense of crisis gripped their hearts. They could only freeze at the door, not daring to act rashly.
But it was not easy to pass from the second ring to the sixth ring. It took a lot of effort to get here. All preparations and plans were made. Now if they go back, they are a little unwilling.
So they had to suppress their voices and squat at the door whispering——
"Don't be wordy... It's obviously you two who insisted on going to them at night to play at their address. It has nothing to do with me... I told you, I can deceive one in a month at most.
There was nothing to do at that time... You must come to Iron Curtain City in a hurry..."
The shortest wizard whispered uneasily and impatiently.
A slender figure patted his shoulder: "Don't bring me in, Tony. I'm different from Tom, who only thinks about women's thighs... The reason why I agreed to Tom's plan to come here in the dark is because I
Another possibility came to mind."
"What?"
"That is to say...have you considered that if you are not the only one who received that letter, it means that they should have many replies now-"
The slender wizard said in a long voice.
The larger astrology wizard replied blankly: "...so what?"
"...I think what Pete means is that they will have a lot of money."
Tony replied thoughtfully.
Peter snapped his fingers excitedly: "That's exactly it."
"However, there are other situations to consider. For example, because they were afraid that their group would be defenseless against the gangsters, they sent the letter to a place far away from their house. And we followed the letter
What I found was just the sending point."
"Of course, there is another situation..."
However, before Peter could finish speaking, an old man's cough came from the small dark room next to them.
The three of them were startled. Their voices fell silent for a moment.
After looking at it for more than half a minute, nothing happened. Peter lowered his voice again and quietly analyzed: "There is another possibility. There was no witch at the beginning. Tony was just deceived by a liar."
"This possibility can be ruled out."
Tony whispered back without hesitation: "I can't even tell the fonts and writing styles of women and men. The person writing the letter is definitely a very confident and elegant woman. Besides...even if
So what if she is really a liar? There are three of us... As long as we can get in, it’s not up to us to decide what to do? "
"And if she is a liar, she will probably have even more money."
Peter took a sip: "It's a pity that the City of Fortune has been bombed by Orlando, and several nightingales I know were killed together. Even if I get some good goods now, I have no place to sell them...
…After all, without Nightingale’s guidance, the price of a woman will be greatly reduced no matter how beautiful she is.”
"Tom should also know. In the past, there were a few nightingales in the hall where we could occasionally see nightingales, but now there are only a few wandering warblers left who don't know whether they are sick or not."
"Forget it about the Liuying. At least the nightingales can sing and dance, even if they only do it sometimes. I don't have to fuck them at night. I feel comfortable chatting with them. As for the Liuying... I would rather go to them.
Ordinary people without a job don’t want to touch those goods that have been stabbed to pieces.”
Tom tried his best to lower his voice, but his already thick voice still broke several notes and suddenly sounded in the silent air, startling the other two people.
Seeing that there was indeed no one around, the voices of the three people gradually relaxed.
Tony taunted Tom without any concealment: "What stupid things are you talking about, you stupid cow? Ordinary people can't bear the body of a professional..."
"But sorcerers can."
Pete's neutral words brought back the topic that had just escaped.
Suddenly, the three fell into silence again.
"Seriously, Tony. Regardless of whether they used a fake address or something, it would be too cowardly if we didn't even dare to knock on the door. At most, we just came to greet them and invite them out for a cup of tea -
"
"You came to greet them so late at night?" Tony sneered.
Peter hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the curse words that came to his mouth.
Then, he let out a deep sigh: "It would be great if Brother Robert came."
"...Robert seems to be in a bad mood today. It's best if we don't disturb him."
The two of them were still talking, but Tom finally became impatient.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just knocking on the door?"
With that said, Tom immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.
He knocked on the door with a look of dissatisfaction: "Aren't you just here to fuck a few girls at night? Do you still have the guts? Since they dare to send such letters, it means that they also like to play, or are you afraid of yourself?
If I’m not capable enough, I can’t wait—”
Before Tom could finish his words, the door suddenly opened. The cold air suddenly rushed out. The three young wizards suddenly shivered.
In the pitch-black air, a man wearing a heavy cloak, cotton coat, cotton gloves and mask stood quietly at the door like a sculpture.
That aged aura was so conspicuous that the three of them couldn't help but look at him with respect.
"...Old man, have you seen any beautiful girls? They should live nearby."
Tony took a step forward and put a smile on his cute baby face: "The three of us are their classmates. I heard that some of them are sick..."
"Ah, I've seen it before."
Extremely lazy, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second, a lifeless voice squeezed out of the man's mouth, abruptly interrupting Tony's words: "Are you talking about the one behind you?"
The next moment, bright red splashed diagonally, leaving a red trace on the man's face.
"It's dirty...forget it, I won't wash it."
But unexpectedly, the man didn't scream or collapse, or even tremble.
His chin is as smooth as a boy's, and his pupils are as clear as a child's.
He just stared at the person at the door, and in a voice full of exhaustion and powerlessness, he asked very softly: "Who are you?"
The charming and distinguished guest just smiled and without saying a word, he put his five fingers that were stained with white turbidity together into his mouth, and gently applied it on the tip of his tongue.
"I am, Elucard."
She spoke word by word in a proud, soft and melodious voice. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net