"It's such sad news... So can you help get this money to Mr. Le Maire's family? I think they need money."

Although he knew that Mrs. Lemaire's commission was fine, Xia De still did not forget to continue acting. Then, as he expected, Mr. Delall waved at him:

"I know that Le Maire has a distant relative in Tobeysk who can inherit the estate, but only the lawyer knows the specific address. Since he has passed away unfortunately, I think there is no need to pay back the money."

Mr. Delall and Mr. Le Maire are old friends who have known each other for many years, and they are still a little sentimental when they say this.

After Xia De pretended to be enthusiastic and comforted a few words, Mr. Delall found a wine glass and red wine, and had a drink with Xia De. When the two clinked glasses, they wished the soul of Mr. Le Maire, who was buried in the sea, to rest in peace.

Xia De has achieved his goal, so there is no need to stay any longer. After drinking, he planned to leave immediately, but the liquid in the cup reminded him of another red liquid, so out of curiosity, he blinked his eyes and used the spell [Echo of Blood] to observe the room.

The result was far beyond expectations. The floor and walls were normal, but the entire ceiling was filled with **** halos. It wasn't that the ceiling was stained with blood, but that blood seeped down from the top of the second floor.

Judging from this amount, it was hard for Xia De to imagine what was going on upstairs.

"Are you sure Mr. Delall is an ordinary person?"

I had already confirmed it when I entered the door, but I still couldn't help asking.

[Very sure. 】

"Well."

It seems that there are still some things that need to be investigated clearly in the entrustment of Le Maire's estate. And since the other party was just an ordinary person, Xia De didn't think he had to pretend he didn't see it.

He nodded, put down the wine glass in his hand, and took a look at the pocket watch from his pocket:

"It's getting late, so Mr. Delal, we'll see you again."

Standing up while speaking, Mr. Delal also sent Shade to the door normally.

Opening an umbrella at the door, the young outlander nodded to Mr. Dellal again before walking out into the rain.

An hour later, Xia De returned here from the hotel. He changed into the clothes that were soaked from diving, put on a hooded cloak, and put on a mask on his face, and stood in the alley behind Mr. Dellal's house without an umbrella inside.

Mermaid Alley is a very good alley nearby. The ground is paved with bluestone slabs. Even in such a rainy day, you will not let your foot step into the mud. But the alley behind the row of small two-story buildings, like the alleys that can be seen everywhere in this era, has completely become a mud pit under the rainwater. Not many people are willing to come to this kind of place, so it is also convenient for Xia De to move.

I observed the metal pipe on the back wall, and after trying to shake it, I found that it was still strong, so I climbed up the pipe. This kind of pipe fixed on the wall will be fixed with buckles and steel nails at intervals, so it is also convenient for Xia De to move.

Climbing to the second floor, seeing that the distance was almost the same, he reached for his pocket with one hand, chanted the mantra, dropped the frog leg, and then swooped, jumping to the second floor with a jumping force that normal people absolutely do not have window sill.

There were some flower pots on the window sill, but Xia De hit them and some fell. But the rain was so loud that the flower pots fell into the mud almost without sound.

According to the location of the living room, this window should be the room with blood. But the curtains were tightly closed and the inside could not be seen, so Xia De asked:

"Can you feel the elements?"

[Not yet. 】

Trying to push the window, it was locked from the inside with a brass buckle.

But it didn't bother Xia De, he swung his palm forward, and the curved moonlight precisely cut the metal window frame, and then destroyed the lock inside. Similarly, the slight shattering of glass and the cracking of metal were also covered up in the rain.

He didn't open the window immediately, but held his breath and listened to the sound inside for a while. After confirming that he was not found, he pushed lightly and opened a gap in the window.

The **** smell wafted from the window cracks almost immediately, and quickly dissipated in the moisture of the heavy rain.

Xia De couldn't help frowning, and instead of pushing the window open immediately, he squatted on the window sill and carefully used his fingers to lift the curtain in front of him.

There was actually light in the room. From the cracks in the window, six long red candles were inserted on the floor covered with fresh plasma. A huge hexagram was painted on the ground with jet-black plasma, and six candles were placed on the six vertices.

At the same time, some strange ancient characters were written in the gaps between the six-pointed star patterns, and some glass containers filled with meat **** were placed.

Inside the room behind the curtains, all the furniture has been emptied, except for the wall where the invisible window is located, on the other three walls are all prayers written in common language, and the paint is of course blood.

Looking up at the ceiling, several human skulls are nailed with steel nails on the top, and the steel nails are tied with ropes, hanging down from the ceiling. Because the windows were opened to allow the outside wind to flow in, the skulls swayed slightly, which was particularly permeating in the dim light of the candles.

"There are still no traces of the four elements or the spirit?"

【No. 】

"Then I understand."

The terrifying scene in the room made the expression behind the mask a little more serious:

"It's a cult of ordinary people."

It is not only ring warlocks who believe in evil gods for the sake of power. The worship of evil gods among ordinary people is the most numerous type among cultists.

Maybe it's because I came into contact with and joined the religious group, maybe I just saw something in the book and derived worship, maybe I came into contact with some special items, it's also because of family reasons, maybe there's something wrong with my head... But either way, according to the words of the senior priest Rat Augustus—

Any cultists should be executed immediately, there is no need for those guys to be saved.

Mr. Delall is probably a cultist among ordinary people, and the things in the room are some kind of ritual he is doing. The layout of the room looks a bit like a so-called evil ritual, but in fact, judging from Shade's shallow knowledge, this ridiculous ritual does not conform to basic ritual science at all, and is more like something made up by ordinary people.

Naturally, the ritual itself will not have any effect, but this kind of behavior is also quite dangerous. In a world where extraordinary power really exists, even if the rituals are not correct, it might attract some kind of terrifying distorted power.

The Orthodox Church strictly forbids this kind of behavior, and the contemporary Five God Church is more moderate in the eyes of the people, but if it is not Xia De who discovers this scene today, but the church, then Mr. Delal will probably be executed immediately.

"Things seem to have become a little complicated. Speaking of which, how did the crewman Le Maire die? Could it be that Mrs. Le Maire was inadvertently involved in some conspiracy? Or, the two It's really irrelevant."

Shade thought for a while, pushed the window wide enough for him to get in, and then jumped in from the window sill. The feeling of his boots stepping on the blood plasma was terrible.

Gently closed the window behind him, glanced at the wall with the window, and immediately saw a tripod placed against the foot of the wall, on which was a large book spread out.

Without hearing footsteps outside, Xia De went over and flipped through the book a little. The black leather cover, the dark blue faded ink, and the yellowed and moth-eaten pages are very similar to the so-called ancient occult books.

But Xia De flipped through it and knew that all the things inside were fabricated by imagination, not systematic, the content was ridiculous, and the terminology was completely wrong. It's okay to deceive ordinary people, but any ring magician can see through the truth of this book at a glance.

The only thing that surprised him was that the opened page of the big book with the title "Conch Text" was a ceremony to pray to the evil **** and pray for the lifting of the curse.

The pentagram ritual pattern on the ground is exactly the same as the hand-painted pattern on this page, indicating that the owner here, Jason Delall, did not worship the evil **** with a broken head, but wanted to pray for the other party to lift the curse.

Things seem to be getting weirder.

Putting his hands on the book, he let the woman's voice in his heart confirm that the book itself was just an ordinary item, and then took out the revolver from his waist. After taking a look to make sure that he took it correctly, he quietly walked to the door, and then stepped on the floor deliberately.

The silence downstairs continued for a second, and then Xia De heard the sound of a porcelain tea cup falling to the ground. There was a sound of going upstairs, but the footsteps did not enter this room, but entered the next room.

The chair was pushed away, the lock was turned, the drawer was pulled open, and then there was the sound of bullets being pressed in.

The panicked Mr. Delall pulled the safety of the cold gun in his hand with trembling fingers, and then walked out the door cautiously.

But just as he walked out the door, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead outside.

Shad, who was wearing a black robe with water dripping on it, stood in the corridor. For some reason, when Mr. Delall saw that the opponent was a human and the weapons used were guns, he was actually relieved.

He probably thought that his ceremony had really attracted something extraordinary.

"lay down your weapon."

Xia De's dull voice came from behind the mask, and the middle-aged man didn't recognize the young man who came to visit not long ago. He hesitated, and Xia De snorted softly.

"oh!"

Under the effect of the spell, flames shot up from the sleeve of the gun-holding hand of Mr. Delall, and he immediately dropped the pistol in panic and slapped the wall with his sleeve to put out the fire.

The flames were quickly extinguished~lightnovelpub.net~ He tremblingly wanted to turn around and run away, but was kicked on the crook of the leg by Xia De.

Sitting on the ground in horror, with his back against the wall, Xia De's gun was still pointed at his forehead. From the inexplicable fire in his sleeves just now, the middle-aged man has already understood what a stranger is:

"Ring Warlock."

"Yes."

"Help me, I can give you anything you want."

He raised his hands high, and even wanted to hug Xia De's arm, but the muzzle moved, and he immediately dared not move.

"save you?"

Xia De raised the gun in his hand and pointed to the room covered with plasma:

"Now, follow me into this room and tell me what happened to you."

"I can say anything, I can give you money, save me!"