Whispering Verse

The light of the gas lamp in the restaurant became darker and darker, and the emotions of the manor owners were affecting the entire manor. Shade pretended not to notice anything wrong, but said very indignantly:

"Don't look at me as a male, but I can still talk to the emperor. You are so generous in allowing me to rest. If necessary, I can ask Emperor Violet to send her servants to teach you a lesson. Said damn guy.”

So the frozen atmosphere became normal again, the lights became brighter, and the monsters at the table continued to eat. The fat monster said:

"That annoying guy also has a backer, and he has immortality. Our family has found a very good treasure. It can deal with his immortality, so there is no need to trouble the ruler of Widun, the Flower of Shakadi, blessed by the stars. Queen, your great Majesty Violet.”

It actually named more titles than Shade knew.

"So, what's the name of the guy who lives on the other side of the city?"

The old ghoul said in a vague voice with gritted teeth:

"Of course Stone Oxenfurt!"

The meal was over without giving Shade time to ask more questions. The old ghoul asked his housekeeper, who was also a ghoul, to arrange a guest room in the corner of the third floor for Shade to rest. The time recognized by the monsters in the manor is now night, so the family eating at the table also dispersed in the mansion to do their own things.

Shade did not refuse the old ghoul's arrangement. He followed the ghoul housekeeper, stepped on the creaking stairs, and carried his suitcase from the side stairs on the first floor to the third floor.

The damage condition of the third floor was slightly better than that of the ground floor, but the degree of corruption by demonic power was also higher. The furniture in the corner room was quite complete, but unfortunately it was all covered with spider webs. This room didn't even have window glass, and the snow that blew into the room almost completely covered the area under the window.

The ghost butler sent Shade to the door and left. Shade stood at the door and waited for a moment to make sure that the footsteps were far away. Then he pointed at the wooden door that could be kicked open with one kick, letting the holy silver thorns crawl through. Full of door panels.

Then he turned and looked indoors. He did not close the window that sent the cold wind in, but looked at the oil painting on the wall beside the four-poster bed.

It was a portrait. Shade looked at the woman holding a parasol in the oil painting silently, without blinking. After staring at each other like this for half a minute, the woman in the oil painting couldn't help but blink first.

"Sorry ma'am, I like to be alone when I have a break."

Shade said, and the ghost in the oil painting nodded slightly to apologize, and then disappeared from the painting. The thick spider web appeared like a phantom, blocking the frame of the oil painting. Shade was sure that he was really alone this time.

Although the glass of the window was gone, the shabby dark red curtains were still there. The wind and snow kept blowing the curtains inward, and Shade walked straight to the bed, stretched out his hand to lift the bed board, and saw a ball of White things flew towards me.

He tilted his head to avoid the white thing, and then noticed a cluster of spider webs on the wall behind him. Looking under the bed board, I saw a hairy spider as big as a human head, entrenched on a rotting corpse, its compound eyes glowing red, crawling around with a fierce look.

"Have even ordinary spiders become like this?"

The bright yellow moonlight sword pierced the spider's body, and then the moonlight slash cut it into four pieces. As the body of the hairy spider fell next to the rotting corpse, densely packed black little spiders crawled out from the body of the hairy spider and fled in all directions along the cracks in the floor in the blink of an eye.

Shade remained silent and did not speak, but looked at the rotting corpse. The body was wearing men's pajamas, and there were no fatal injuries. It seemed that he died in his sleep and fell directly under the bed board.

And if there are really "guests" who dare to rest on the bed, they may be attacked by the rotting corpses under the bed board after falling asleep.

"I know you can move."

He squinted his eyes and whispered softly. Seeing that the other party was motionless and "playing dead", he directly threw out the confining light. Then he opened his suitcase, rummaged through it, and took out a bottle of black magic potion according to the label.

"It needs to be exposed to moonlight and then shaken to take effect."

Shade read the contents of the label, put his finger on the bottom of the bottle and used the light spell. Under the bright silver moonlight, the black potion quickly turned into milky white. Then Shade shook it gently again, the milky white color faded away, and the potion turned into a completely clear color.

Uncorking the bottle, Shade poured half of the bottle of magic potion evenly on the head of the completely unable to move corpse, then put on gloves and poured the remaining half of the bottle into its mouth.

Finally, he used the long sword in his hand to draw the shape of feathers on the forehead of the corpse. After kissing the pendant hanging on his chest, he held the sword in both hands, pointed it on the forehead of the corpse, and whispered:

"Praise be to the first angel, praise be true death."

Some faint traces of light flowed on the feather scars. Shade retracted his sword, and then canceled the effect of [Light of Confinement].

"How do you feel now?"

He stood beside the bed and asked, while the rotten corpse under the bed touched his head and got up, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm in his throat when he spoke:

"It's like having an endless nightmare."

But at least under the effect of the potion, he returned to normal, and looked at Shade with rotten eyes:

"Did you save me?"

"No, no, this potion can only work on embodied undead like you who are not seriously corrupted by demons, and the effect is not very long. I will eliminate you in a while and let you truly return to death."

"Thanks."

The rotten corpse said, his cloudy and yellow eyes looked at his hands, and then at the snow blowing in from the window. For a moment, he didn't know what to say:

"It turns out it wasn't a dream."

"While you can still think, answer some of my questions. Who are you? Are you also a member of the Watson family?"

"No, I am Mr. Watson's business partner. I came to him to reconcile the accounts and stay overnight temporarily."

said the corpse.

Shade sighed:

"Do you remember what happened that night?"

"I remember, but I don't want to recall it, otherwise I will definitely lose my mind immediately."

The corpse said honestly, and Shade noticed that the light on the feather wound on its forehead was rapidly weakening.

"I can only say that it was a horrific scene that has never been recorded in any book. I was lucky. I died very early. I just lay here and heard the sounds outside, instead of seeing that scene with my own eyes."

"The Watson family has thought about this situation, so they have prepared some countermeasures in advance. Do you know what they have prepared to deal with that nasty Oxenfurt?"

The wight thought for a moment, which once again weakened the light of the feather mark on its forehead:

"Old Watson mentioned that the annoying Oxenfurt has superhuman strength, but fortunately he got something very good from a tomb robber. I don't know what it is, I only know that it is installed in In a box less than the size of a palm. The attack happened very suddenly. If that thing is still in this manor, I think you can go and look in the safe in old Watson’s bedroom.”

Shade nodded and saw that the light of the mark on its forehead had weakened to the extreme. He could still ask one last question:

“Who is the ruler of the country now?”

"Your noble Witch Emperor, I am not qualified to pronounce that great name."

It seems that the method provided by Priest Augustus can only wake the undead from confusion, but cannot be immune to the effects of the relics.

Before Shade could thank him, the light in the feather-shaped scar completely disappeared. The rotten corpse, which was not controlled by any means, immediately pounced on Shade, and then was kicked back under the bed by Shade.

Without using magic, Shade waved his hand, and from the opened suitcase, a cross made of holy silver flew out. He reached for the cross, bent down and pierced it into the heart of the corpse, so that the corpse became motionless after trembling.

This does not destroy it, but uses divine power to temporarily put it to sleep. Only by completely expelling the relics and purifying the land can these undead souls be allowed to leave.

Of course, Shade will still have to come back and collect the cross. These things are not cheap at all. This is not a silver-plated cross, but a real sterling silver cross. Even if Priest August barely charges him for the craftsmanship, Shade has spent a lot of money.

"The safe in old Watson's bedroom, is it also the safe in the master bedroom?"

After packing, he picked up the suitcase again. Shade glanced at the door that was closed by thorn bushes and had no intention of going out from there.

Scarlet butterflies flew out from around him until his entire body dispersed into a swarm of red butterflies.

The group of red butterflies held up the suitcase and flew out of the glassless window, clinging to the wall in the dark night and snow, towards the direction of the master bedroom.

But the strange thing is that the master bedroom on the third floor of the manor not only has glass, but the completely black glass actually has the function of preventing intrusion. Even if Shade transforms into his own body in the wind and snow, and then squats on the window sill, he cannot open it. That window.

Maybe he could break the glass directly with strong force, but Shade was sure that if he did so, he would probably have to face the attack of monsters in the entire manor at the same time.

"It seems we still have to enter through the main entrance."

So the glowing red butterflies once again held the suitcase and flew in the snow against the outer wall of the mansion. However, Shade did not fly back to the guest room he had just stayed in. Instead, he continued forward and flew in through the next window without glass.

This room is significantly larger than the guest room and has a separate bathroom and dressing room. And unlike the guest room with spider webs everywhere, this room seemed barely habitable.

In addition to gas lamps, there are also dim gas table lamps lighting up the tabletop area. After Shade flew into the room in the dark night and transformed back into human form, he was first surprised by the environment in the room and thought there was no one here, but then he heard a slight snoring sound.