Under the leadership of the blacksmith apprentice Berry, Victor and others walked to the south of the inner city of Jingyao. It was far from the Mithril Blacksmith shop, and it was at the junction of the two areas of nobles and civilians. This area was the former village site of Jingyao's predecessor. The buildings were mostly disrepaired for many years, and the confusion of public security was reduced to a gathering place for the poor and beggars more than a hundred years ago.

Among all the buildings, a building with a spire is particularly eye-catching. The ferocious beast-shaped stone sculptures squatting on the roof have further aggravated the gloomy feeling of the old house. The crooked wooden fence is extremely decayed and has lost its original function. You can see that the courtyard inside is covered with half a person-tall yellow weeds. With the darker sky, the atmosphere is as weird as it is.

"The location of this branch is really good..." Reina sighed. Although there are signs of people living in this area, the situation is not optimistic. The slums are the dirtiest and messy areas in the city, such as riots, diseases, gangs, evil people... Oh, now they are no longer qualified to say that the words "disease and evil people" are dangerous.

Anyway, no one would want to open a store in such a place.

"Don't underestimate this place. The destruction is just an illusion. In fact, this place is not only a slum, but also a stronghold of various underground forces. Master Ulman has been thinking about this area for a long time, but he has no chance to open a branch. Therefore, he has been idle for many years."

"Just hire a priest to solve the problem of ghosts. What else is there in the old house?" Du Nan felt that it was not just a problem of ghosts, but perhaps there were more terrifying and trickier troubles than that.

"Uh..." The apprentice couldn't answer, and his eyes were rumbling and rumbling.

[You will know what you have when you go in.] Victor just pushed it lightly, and the fence that was no longer out of the original color fell down immediately.

"I'm only responsible for taking you here, I...I don't want to go in." The apprentice ran away and left Victor and others behind.

"Is it really okay?" Hawke looked at the apprentice's panic and fleeing, and felt more and more that the old house was terrifying.

[Stay outside and wait for me to come out. If anyone is curious, don't imagine that I will take care of him.] Sensing a strange magical energy coming from the house, Victor told me not to enter casually before it came out. Waiting for it to enter the dark old house, Hawke and others who were standing outside waiting immediately began to guess what was in the old house, and the light church in the city ignored it.

"Do you think it's another lich?" Hawk's inference was lingering.

Duke shook his head, disagreed with him.

"I think it should be something more advanced than ghosts, such as skeletons or ghouls. The possibility of a lich is not high..." Reina didn't think there were too many lichs that could be encountered at will. They met one, but they would not meet another in such a short time: "Well... What's wrong with you, Elu, your face is so ugly?"

Feeling Alu's face a little pale, Reina squatted down and looked at her.

"No, nothing." Alu minded looking back in the blacksmith shop. Although her vision was blocked by a mask, she felt like she was being targeted.

Perhaps she had contacted Victor directly, and Elu was very afraid of it. A look or a sneer could make her nervous for a long time. In contrast, she had basically no fear of Klein.

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There is no furniture in the empty hall except for the columns supporting weight. Strangely, there is not much dust on the ground, and it is completely different from a abandoned house that has been idle for many years.

After a circle of eyes, he locked on a portrait hanging on the wall. The person in the painting is a middle-aged man. His frown and dark tones add a gloomy temperament. The drooping corners of his mouth make him look very unhappy.

Generally speaking, portraits are not painted like this, especially for nobles.

Just as I felt strange, the man in the portrait suddenly moved. Yes, he moved, as if there was life, and the oil paint frozen on the canvas cursed at Victor standing in the hall.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my private residence!"

The whole building began to shake, as if it would collapse at any time, but the lich stood still as if a nail was standing under her feet. Such changes naturally caused panic among the few people standing outside the house.

"Victor?"

"Deputy Commander?"

Reina and Hawke shouted twice, but neither saw the lich coming out. Just when they were not sure whether to go in or continue waiting, a few ragged people ran out of the nearby alley, cursing at them with anger.

"It's enough, how many times a month will it take to calm down?"

"I can't look at the time. It's dark. If I have to make trouble, I won't come during the day?"

The three adults looking at each other didn't know what these beggars meant, and they were embarrassed to ask. Just as they were worried, a black shadow jumped over his head and went straight into the hall without a door.

"That shadow just now..." Hawke's eyesight was not as good as Reina and Du Nan, and the other two saw clearly the black shadow just after they passed away.

"It's the leader."

Du Nan told the shadow of his identity, but he was thinking in his heart that if both the lich and the dark elves died in this weird old house, would their soul contract be lifted?

"Haha... It's really strange that happens every year, and today there are a lot." As soon as I entered the old house, I saw the portrait of anger and cursing on the wall. Klein quickly understood the reason why the house was "haunted".

The house shakes not because it triggers the impact of mechanisms or spells, but because the old house that others call is haunted by others is living.

"You are the nobleman whose ancestors have sold their ancestors. Tsk tsk~ This is the first time I have seen someone move their souls to buildings."

In order to obtain a longer life or a stronger body, many magicians like to move their souls to something strange, and the lich is like this. However, this is the most peculiar one he has ever seen.

"Shut up! Get out, this is my private property! The land deed is very clear, you have no right to invade my private land." The previous tricks did not work, and the soul using architecture as the carrier immediately changed its strategy. The house that originally seemed to collapse returned to its original appearance.

"Let me remind me that your unfilial descendants have sold this house. If you still have to make trouble unreasonable trouble, then I have to ask my wizard friend to destroy you and this building. Anyway, as long as there is land, I can build any new house anyway." When building the scabbard, Klein, who was very sensible, asked Ulman for the relevant procedures for the house. Because he was a nobleman, even the land deed was attached. Coke broke Klein. Anyway, there would be money in the future, and this ugly building would sooner or later rebuild.

"Stop, stop, you rogue!" Hearing that he was about to destroy the house, the soul who was staying in the old house was panicked. He could only scare ordinary people, but if he met a mage and a priest, he would have no choice.

"Don't touch him, keep it useful. You can let this guy guard the door when you go on a mission in the future." Victor, who had been silent, spoke, and actually wanted to keep this strange soul.

"Aren't you serious? This soul has no power." Soon, the demon overturned what Ulman said about "a wizard with a noble title."

Although the program is very similar to a lich, this soul is simply attached to the building and does not possess much magic.

"I never joke. What is used to leave him is that this old house has existed in Jingyao for so long, so there must be a certain reason." Victor casts his spell and uses "soul imprisonment" to trap the soul attached to the building, which not only prevents him from escaping, but also curbs the noise that has been clamoring.

"Where is the knife?" Seeing that Klein was empty and not having enough time, Victor did not think that Ulman had the scabbard so quickly.

"I'm still in the blacksmith shop. I rushed over to see the apprentice running back in a panic." Klein thought there was a fight to fight, but he didn't expect it to be just a strange soul.

"Hold this, and make a good one if you have free time." He handed out a ring, and Victor made a simple magical process for the cheap crystal inlaid on it, turning this originally ordinary ring into a contact tool. Although it is convenient, because the crystal itself is inferior, it is used for a limited number of times and is easily disturbed by other spells.

"No, you didn't go with me?" All the contact tools were given, and Klein was sure that the lich would not go north with him.

"It remains to be seen that the newcomer will be joined, and there will be a spell test every six months at Jingyao Academy. I can't get rid of it for the time being. If you don't show your strength, how can I feel at ease to cooperate with you? Don't forget that in addition to temporary allies, we are also competitors."

"What you put in your skull is definitely not brain matter, but molten iron." After a moment of silence, Klein answered with his chin on his back.

He can't stand it so rigid. He explained from the beginning that the mission is just an excuse. His purpose of entering the human world is just to gain more battles. There are too many constraints in the demon world, and he can't let go of his fists. No one cares on the ground. As long as he is not discovered by the light camp and is not driven back to the underground world, he can do whatever he wants.

"Stop wasting time, guys with muscles in their heads. Go and call those outside in. I will spend a lot of energy explaining the truth about this haunted house to them." Ignoring Klein's provocation, Victor shook the staff in his hand and pointed to the portrait hanging on the wall: "I can let you talk, but if you still talk nonsense like you did just now, I will let you never talk again."

The man in the portrait nodded, and Victor unraveled the silence that was accompanied by the soul confinement.

"I need you to explain in full why your soul is attached to this building. Please remember that it is a complete explanation, don't want to deceive me."

Nodded, the man in the portrait looked pitiful.

"I am Alpha Parrot. I am not a mage, but an ordinary nobleman. When I was alive, I like magic very much and made friends with mages everywhere. One day, a mage who claimed to be Monte came to me and said that he knew some very strange spells..."

When Hawk and others entered the old house under the leadership of Klein, they happened to hear the soul who claimed to be Alpha began to tell his life experience. They showed great curiosity about how a painting could be spoken and moving.

In this way, when the demon finally returned with the temporary scabbard, the nonsense of the alpha as he hadn't finished nagging.
Chapter completed!