Fujimaru Ritsuka was carried by Vlad III and led all the way to a so-called safe hut.
Next came Circe, who could fly short distances, and Lu Bu and Jin Shi from the rear rushed in last.
Entering the yard, the land covered by the beautiful green plants is like the magic circle drawn by Sun Wukong in Journey to the West. Once the surrounding zombies get close to a certain level, they refuse to move forward and hesitate, forming a circle around the house.
It's a big circle, but it refuses to go any further.
Seeing this wonderful scenery, Jin Shi was surprised and said: "Wow, brother over here, how did you do this? This is too golden!"
"Hey...gold...gold?"
The thin man called golden showed a puzzled expression. He didn't notice anything about gold. The house was a large rosewood house, the door was a vermilion lacquer door, and there were green plants outside...the only thing that could be related to gold.
Related...
He touched his hair and suddenly remembered that his hair color was golden. Maybe he was talking about his hair color!
Thinking of this, he felt relieved again: "Well, thank you for the compliment."
Well, I always feel like these two people don't understand each other correctly.
"What is this place? Why don't zombies come here?"
Vlad III narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Ah, I don't know, because I discovered this place by accident. It seems to be the legacy of a large Chinese family. I saw no one was living there, so I temporarily rented it."
"Well, it's probably because it wards off evil spirits."
A female voice suddenly broke into the conversation, it was Circe.
She held a piece of rattan in her hand and walked in from the outside. The petite and cute girl with eagle wings looked upright and youthful no matter how she looked. It was hard to tell that she was a rare and great witch from Greece.
However, in terms of knowledge, she is worthy of the title of witch.
"Although Chinese magic is not my specialty, this should be Zanthoxylum bungeanum. In ancient China, the Zanthoxylum bungeanum tree was regarded as something that can ward off evil spirits. This is the first time I have seen the real thing."
Circe looked more carefully up and down at the branch that had just been broken off, with a happy smile on his face.
That was the researcher's smile that could always be seen on Paracelsus' face.
Fujimaru Ritsuka laughed dryly, ignored her, and focused on the room.
Since zombies won’t come, you’ll feel more at ease. Isn’t this just like the safe house in a zombie game? There’s no need to worry at all!
Generally speaking, you can also get various supplies!
Fujimaru Ritsuka thought cheerfully. As soon as he relaxed, he felt that his whole body was extremely tired and his eyes were a little dizzy. This was the expression after being over-extracted the magic power from the servants.
The room is generally plain, and the only things used for decoration, besides tables and chairs, are an incense burner, a scroll of hanging paintings, and a large doll standing in the corner.
Among them, the hanging picture had been torn down, leaving only half a scroll hanging on the wall. Ritsuka was not interested in the incense burner, so he focused on the large doll.
It was a female doll that was taller than Fujimaru Ritsuka. She was wearing a beautiful white dress, reminiscent of a wedding dress. Under her burgundy hair, there were golden ornaments, which were huge and reminiscent of pipes.
The mechanical structure of the gears and gears are directly inserted into the skin of the girl doll, proving that this is not a living thing, but a machine.
“It’s so beautiful!”
Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek. It gave people a wonderful feeling of gelatin. She gently pushed her hair aside and pinched the machine part. The feeling suddenly turned into a hard, mechanical structure and skin.
There was a gap in the joint, so she couldn't help but want to use her nails to lick it, just like if she accidentally bruised or scarred it, she always subconsciously wanted to pluck it off.
"It's great, the wedding dress is what girls dream of!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka focused on her long skirt again.
Vlad III silently remembered these words and thought to himself: I will sew one for you when I get back.
But then he thought about it. Of course, the wedding dress should only be worn when you get married. However, now that the human body is incineration, except for these unreliable employees in Chaldea, not even a single person can be found alive.
, what’s the use of sewing it? Who else can be worthy of this innocent and silly girl?
Thinking of this, Vlad III forgot about sewing the wedding dress again.
"Well, I don't know. It's been here since I came here. I guess it was the interest of the previous owner of the house?"
The thin young man with blond hair said this, and suddenly thought of something. He clapped his hands: "By the way, I haven't introduced myself to you yet! I am Jekyll. My job description is Assassin. Hey, hey, he is not particularly powerful.
It’s my inheritance, I was simply chosen as an associate because I wasn’t suitable for other jobs.”
(Bullshit!)
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a loud shout suddenly explode in his mind. It was probably Hassan who was complaining about injustice. Yes, what nonsense are you talking about in front of assassin, the origin of the word assassin! Be careful of being assassinated!
"Jekyll... I feel familiar. Is it familiar? I have no impression."
Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head, indicating that he was unclear. Circe sighed and said: "Yes, after all, you are someone who doesn't even know a great witch like me. Hey, sometimes, I really envy your innocence.
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"Hmm...does Circe know about him?"
"I don't know. He is not a hero of my era. I don't know about the heroes of future generations."
Circe simply said she was unclear.
"Ah! Isn't it just like me?"
"It's different! To you, he is the hero of the past, but to me he is the hero of the future! Hum~"
Circe said and poked her on the head with her index finger. Fujimaru Ritsuka covered her forehead and muttered: "Lost!"
Jekyll looked at the atmosphere and couldn't help but put a smile on his face.
"You guys are such a happy team."
"Well, this team has always been like that."
Vlad III responded in a deep voice, his eyes never letting go of his vigilance to the surroundings.
There was always a bad premonition in Vlad III's mind that there must be something wrong with this house. But he couldn't tell what the specific problem was...
This is probably the so-called mutual induction between disasters.
"Speaking of which, everyone must be hungry. I'm going to prepare some simple food for everyone and let's take a rest. The zombies will naturally leave after being around for a while."
"Well, that would be troublesome."
Vlad III did not refuse. He stretched out his hand behind his back and gestured to Hassan, who had always been hiding in the shadows, suggesting that she should track down Jekyll and see what he was up to.