There is an existence that Anna cannot sense and that the Baron and Petra know nothing about: the door.
The last time it appeared was back at Wanghai Cliff. Almost four weeks had passed, and the continuous situation almost made Lu Li forget about it.
So today, the "door" of choosing the right time comes again.
Lu Li almost answered it. After all, no one can be particularly vigilant about their surroundings at all times. It was the strange reactions of the Baron and Petra that saved him.
"I'm fine, it's just an illusion caused by low sanity." Lu Li explained to the Baron and others, and then said in a voice that only Anna could hear: "It's the 'door'."
The cold aura spread out a little, then disappeared in an instant. Anna's eyes flickered as she looked around the basement: "It left?"
"Um."
There has been no reply from the investigator headquarters about "Gate". The Shadow of Thread incident is over, and Lu Li plans to go to Tesla to inquire.
If he could survive the Ritual of the Threaded Shadow.
During tea time, the head maid brought nutritious porridge cooked in the kitchen and distributed it to Baron Petra and the least injured Lu Li.
Nutritious porridge was useless against colds, but after eating a bowl of hot porridge, Lu Li felt much better, although the coughing still didn't stop.
As time went by, under the heavy rain, the outside light was already dim enough at four o'clock in the afternoon that oil lamps were needed. I heard that the wind and rain would stop briefly tomorrow morning, and then there would be a huge storm cloud covering the sea.
It's almost the time when Lu Li and others usually "get off work", but today is an exception. The plot will really start after dark.
And it might be the end.
The head maid brought dinner to the three people in the basement.
【Most of the people in the mansion have fallen asleep.】
[Sarah quietly climbed out of the quilt, put on clothes that were easy to move around, and slipped into the woodshed in the back garden.]
While they were eating dully, obscure ancient sounds suddenly sounded in everyone's minds.
The baron pursed his lips, threw the knife and fork into the plate in front of him, raised his head and said to the butler: "She is coming, please leave."
The housekeeper refused without thinking: "I'll stay."
The baron pushed the dinner plate away, then raised his hand to push the butler: "It's useless for you to stay here, it will only distract me."
The butler finally failed to overcome the stubborn baron and agreed to leave, taking away the dinner that they had not had time to finish.
The lightning that lit up on the steps lengthened the shadow of the housekeeper, and the closed door blocked out the sound of wind, rain and the thunder that he just remembered.
There were only a few flickering oil lamps left in the basement.
A few minutes later, Sarah arrived together with the obscure ancient voice.
["Miss, please let me go. Everything was forced by the master of the family. I did not betray you and did not kill Adam!" Maid Eileen cried and begged. 】
[The oil lamp in her hand reflected half of Sarah's indifferent face. She was indifferent to her former best friend's begging for mercy. She withdrew her gaze from the servants Lu Li and Petra and stood in front of the long table. ]
"Unless it kills me, it won't even think of hurting you." Anna whispered to Lu Li, her tone cold.
"Um."
Sara put down the black oil lamp that did not emit any light, ignored the three people cuffed to the wall, and began the resurrection ceremony in front of them.
["Moss...flesh...candles, and a spell..." Sara silently recited the materials that needed to be prepared, clasped her hands together, and silently recited the spell that she had recited countless times. 】
Eerie murmurs echoed in the cold basement, and in the obscure ancient voice, the description of this passage was that the surrounding light became distorted and dark, and what appeared in the sight of Lu Li and others was that patches of black began to appear on Vincent's body.
The spots expanded and spread, joining together, turning Vincent's body into pitch black.
When the surface of Vincent's corpse was completely transformed into pitch black, he...or rather it, sat up stiffly.
[The cloudy eyes, stiff movements, cold skin, and the silhouette sitting up in front of her eyes made Sara's mood fall to the bottom. She failed again.
[The screams and exclamations of the servants were particularly harsh, and Sara almost wanted to kill Vincent who sat up again - but she didn't do it. It can temporarily help as an assistant, such as carrying the servants onto the altar. ]
Sarah was not in a hurry to conduct experiments. She began to sort out the processes and results of several rituals before and after, and tried to find the key to the problem that could not truly be resurrected.
But she was just a newcomer to the mystery. She couldn't think of anything, so she could only use the stupidest but most useful method: keep trying.
Petra followed Sara's "Vinson" and walked towards the corner——
"I never thought we would meet again in this way." Petra spoke proactively, looking at Sarah. "Miss, is this why you killed your closest servant? To resurrect your lover."
Facing her impending death, Petra behaved calmly and calmly.
["The closest? What a sarcastic word." Sarah sneered, watching the seriously injured Petra being carried onto the patchwork table by "Vinson" and wrapped around her body. 】
"Yes, although I don't understand why you want to hurt us, we are indeed the closest people to you." Lu Li said at this time: "For example, after Petra was attacked by Laura controlled by you, his first choice was
Reporting to you, not treatment."
His words were useless, and Sara, who had fallen into paranoia, could not hear any words.
[Sara took a hemp rope from the corner of the basement and put it around Petra's neck. A large amount of blood had been lost several times before. This time, Sara wanted to avoid the loss of blood——]
"I lost a lot of blood during the day," Petra reminded Sara.
[The servant's words made Sara give up hanging, but that was all. Sara began to smear moss and place candles on Petra's body, and she had a new idea. 】
[What would happen if the resurrection ritual was performed while Petra was still alive?]
At this time, Petra suddenly laughed.
["What's wrong?" Sarah paused briefly, raised her head and asked.]
"I'm laughing why I didn't think of it until now." Petra's smile was wry.
【"What do you think of?"】
"Can I say my last words?" Without waiting for Sarah to answer, Petra turned her head and looked at the two people standing by the wall: "Lu Li, Eileen, listen, these are my last words."
"After this incident is over, go to my friend and tell him that he should take the initiative and boldly pursue it. Maybe there is a deep gap, conflict or even hatred between them, but everything has the opportunity to change. Don't let it be because of opposition.
Just give up. Remember, enemies and friends will be remembered, only strangers will be forgotten."
The content of Petra's last words appears very inappropriate at this time.
He looked at Lu Li deeply, with a deep meaning in his eyes, and asked, "Do you remember?"
"Yeah." Lu Li nodded to him.
"Very good." Pate smiled, retracted his gaze, looked directly at Sarah, and faced his impending death calmly.
