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After a change of appearance, Lucid pulled the sheets on the big bed on the side, and tied the **** young man into a tortoiseshell tie.

After finishing this, she frowned and glanced at the pile of clothes on the floor with a little disgust.

There was a fancy waistcoat with bright colors, a thin old shirt, and a pair of pleated trousers.

It is exactly the piece of clothing that the young man originally wore.

In general... this suit can barely be called neat, after all, he is also a figure in the "confidential circle" of the Viscount Yorkville, and he is not too shabby and sloppy.

But this young man's status is obviously not high, otherwise he wouldn't be patrolling here in the middle of the night.

This is not a comfortable errand... at least a sweat is inevitable.

For Lucid, who has an "extraordinary sense of smell," this sub-smell is like a "dimension reduction blow" feeling.

Not only that, there are faintly other smells on this pile of clothes, an unspeakable smell...

While this made her feel resentful, she couldn't help but secretly speculate.

However, in line with the idea of ​​"having to do everything urgently", she finally put on this suit by pinching her nose.

After a closer inspection, Lucid finally relieved his heart and walked out of the room like an "empty boy", and patrolled the corridor with a gas lantern.

The crimson moonlight seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. It shone through the window on the side of the corridor, as if in a trance like flowing blood.

The "youth" in fancy waistcoats did not rush and patrolled as usual.

Stepping on a pattern of "floating" steps, "he" observes the layout of the third floor of the villa with a seemingly perfunctory appearance.

The small gas lantern swayed with the pace, making a series of creaking sounds.

Not long after, Lucid walked almost all the time on the third floor of the villa, but there was still nothing to gain.

But she didn't care, and turned to the only area on the third floor that had not been explored.

"DaDaDa..."

Amidst some unfamiliar footsteps, she gradually approached that area.

At the same time, bursts of subtle noises quietly came to my ears.

The "Youth" still looks calm on the surface, maintaining a distinctive pace, and the lantern in his hand "creaks" and continues to move forward.

But after turning a corner, "his" stepped abruptly.

A not small statue suddenly caught Lucid's eyes.

It is hidden in the curtains that are half-concealed and half-concealed, and it is impossible to see the true face at all, but it can be judged from the exposed section... This is roughly a concave and convex female image.

In addition, there are other eye-catching features.

The hair of the statue outside the curtain grows to the ankles, the roots are as thick as a poisonous snake, and there are even vivid eyes at the top.

"Original Witch??!!!"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Lucid couldn't help being surprised.

How can there be a statue of this thing in the house of the Viscount Yorkville?

This meow... isn't it occult? !

As the eyes flickered, bursts of frightened and doubtful emotions also emerged.

Everything... seems to be even more confusing.

What is the status of Viscount Yorkville? Is it the running dog of the royal family... or the secret stake of the "Witch Sect"?

Lucid's eyes flickered slightly, and he stared at the statue behind the heavy curtain unconsciously.

The flames of the gas lantern danced and flickered, stretching the shadows of the curtains indefinitely, and swayed with the flickering of the flames.

"Um?!"

Lucid stared at him, and suddenly noticed something strange.

When I just walked in before, there seemed to be a vague feeling of something wrong, but I didn't have time to think about it in a hurry.

Now it seems... this statue seems a bit weird right now.

The thought moved slightly, and she walked forward a few steps calmly, and at the same time took a few sniffs attentively.

"Ah……"

Twitching at the corner of his mouth, Lucid suddenly laughed at himself.

What kind of ghostly "primordial witch" idol... It's a high imitation at all.

On this statue, there is no "Cthulhu" aura!

This is undoubtedly a fake.

"Tsk tusk tusk... good fellow."

Thinking about it, she couldn't help being shocked.

You must know that the world of "girlfriends" is not like the 21st century...The chaotic tree statue is not a trivial matter.

To say that the Viscount Yorkville didn't know anything about such a large statue would certainly not make sense.

As the owner of the garden villa, even if the cat is blind, he should be aware of it.

What's more, the Viscount Yorkville is still an existence that is unclear about the royal family and is vaguely related to the "Great Smog" incident. If he doesn't know anything about it... how can it be possible?

But this is even more incredible.

Anyone with a little basic occult knowledge knows... The erection of statues is not a trivial matter, not to mention that the erected statues are still "Cthulhu" statues.

This kind of existence... can’t be measured by common sense at all. It’s easy to follow some unknown connection in minutes

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It's hard to send God."

This thing is not fun!

Lucid felt that he could not be rectified.

Viscount Yorkville, what is this picture?

The previous series of strict precautions were the "witches" who coveted the banshees, and they barely made sense...After all, the "banshees" were also considered extremely precious possessions.

But to build a statue at home that looks like the "primordial witch" is too outrageous.

Once something happens to this thing... it can be much more serious, and every minute is the result of Xian Jiafugui.

For a "glamorous banshee"... not so big, right?

What is his motivation?

How can you be so bold and put this thing directly at home? Does Liang*ru give him the courage?

I don't understand.

Pursing his lips, Lucid's eyes flashed with hesitation, and for a while, he was a little hesitant.

But after thinking about it again ~lightnovelpub.net~ she shook her head with a mocking smile.

Maybe I was too suspicious.

After all, Yorkville is just a Viscount, and the level that he can reach is that.

Although the previous precautions were tight, they still did not exceed the level of ordinary people.

The transcendents in the "mysterious" world are not Chinese cabbage...Although there are many, they are not flooded.

Just like the original "Night Watcher" squad in Tingen... Old Dunn, who was the captain, was only a Sequence 7.

Even most ordinary people don't know the existence of "extraordinary".

So the possibility of a marginal nobleman at the bottom of the chain of contempt, quietly hiding a "King Bomb" at home... but it is also very low.

Licking the corner of his mouth, Lucid decided to move on.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^