Chapter 48: Before Dawn

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A dead man.
Looking at the body in front of him, Viscount Byrd sullenly said nothing. He did not know why the maid appeared in front of him, but now these questions were meaningless, she was dead. Moreover, he killed it himself.
"Oh my god!"
At this moment, Thomson also walked to his master's side, clearly saw the corpse under the steps, and couldn't help shouting with a pale face.
"Master, you, you killed?!"
"Okay, this is not my fault!"
Viscount Bird frowned and whispered angrily. He had no idea what was going on in this castle. Perhaps he should not have left the room at all, but now? Now he has no choice. In the hallway on both sides, the endless hallway was dimly lit. This place was obviously a bit wrong. And now the Viscount Bird is quite confused himself, and what should not have happened happened one after another. None of this is a coincidence, and until now, except for his own servants, Viscount Bird has never seen another person in the castle.
Could it be that the lord wanted to avenge himself?
Viscount Byrd thought for a while, then shook his head. He was also a low-level swordsman, and he was still sensitive to his surroundings. He could feel that there was no trace of anyone around him at this moment. There is no breath of living people. In fact, even the maid didn't feel her breath at all, as if she suddenly came out at the moment she appeared.
Although it was said that the person was killed, the other party was not a person with identity. The maid was just a civilian in the end. After that, he would lose some money, but the situation was very worrying for Viscount Bird, and he looked up Looking down, I only saw the darkness. After all, it was late at night. Even in the castle, no one walked at will.
Now, the Viscount Bird is faced with a dilemma, whether to go to the lord or leave the castle?
From the noble's self-esteem, he was naturally going to ask Yulian to give him an explanation. After all, he was the host here. As a guest, he was shocked by such a shock but did not receive any reminder in advance, which is definitely a The big problem. But instinctively, Viscount Bird hoped to be able to leave the castle immediately. He stood next to the stairs, looking at the stairs hidden in the shadows below. He was in a trance, and the stories he had heard as a child suddenly appeared. In his mind, those terrible stories, those horrible rumors, those fantasy bodies, the doubts and fears that had been dispelled had returned to him now.
How to do? go away? No, it is a shame for the nobles that they cannot leave and flee without fighting. Besides, the Twilight Castle is located on the high mountain. Even if you want to go to the town below, you must pass the mountain road. And in the middle of the night, it is obviously very dangerous to go down the mountain. Besides, who knows what dangerous things are hidden in the woods on both sides of the mountain road? By comparison, the castle is much safer.
Then, only to find the lord.
Thinking of this, Viscount Bird sorted out his bow tie, then snorted, clenched his long sword, and slowly walked down the stairs.
Heavy footsteps sounded again.
As he walked past the body of the maid, the Viscount Bird couldn't help but glance at her. To be honest, he felt a trace of regret in his heart, after all, this girl is also very beautiful, just died like this What a pity. Moreover, he is also a member of the Bird family anyway. If this matter is spread and publicized by intentional people, the reputation of the family will also suffer. This is definitely not what I want to see.
However, I will only talk about it later.
Viscount Byrd looked away and looked back at the stairs under his feet, then he leaned back against the wall and walked slowly down.
"Ok?"
After turning a corner, Viscount Bird widened his eyes in surprise, which was supposed to be a corridor, but now it has become a wall, where decorative flowers and mirrors are placed, and There is no difference between the platforms I just passed before. How is this going? Shouldn't it be the first floor here? Why did a wall suddenly appear?
The Viscount Bird frowned, and if he believed his memory before, now he no longer dared to rely on his memory. Although he is very confident, his memory is very clear and obvious. But in the reality of this old castle, there are always all kinds of errors. The Viscount Byrd subconsciously wants to look up to confirm his position, but Thomson’s footsteps have been heard behind him at this moment. So he could only give up this idea and continue to go down. No matter how frightened he is, he must maintain aloof calmness in front of his servant, otherwise, it will be difficult to maintain the dignity of his master.
Turning around the corner again, the bright light dispelled the heavy darkness. After seeing this bright brilliance, the Viscount Bird also secretly relieved his breath. It seems that he really remembered it wrong, and now this is really the first floor. . Thinking of this, he turned around and bowed his head subconsciously-then, standing stiffly, mixed.
The body of a maid was lying on the steps not far from her feet, with her godless eyes wide open, her beautiful face had sunken and formed a weird twisted shape, a wound from shoulder to chest was slowing Slowly holding blood, blending with the deep red carpet, regardless of each other.
What a joke!
Viscount Byrd gritted his teeth, he could be sure that this was the maid she had just killed on the platform on the second floor, but shouldn’t she be on the platform above her head at the moment? This is definitely not someone deliberately fooling. After all, even if someone wants to do this, it is definitely too late in terms of time. So, did you remember it wrong? This is even more impossible!
A heavy breathing sound came from behind, which could be recognized without looking back at the Viscount Bird. This was exactly Thomson's voice. Obviously, he also saw the corpse and was very nervous-perhaps, he also remembered about this Horrible rumors of the castle, after all, he was by his side since he was a child, and naturally heard those terrible stories, so what now?
In the face of this scene that has completely exceeded his own cognition, Viscount Bird was really a bit uncertain. He wanted to go back to confirm the corpse-but what's the point? What if the corpse is really confirmed on the landing above him? So how do you explain the same corpse below? And, what if the body is gone? What should I do? Viscount Byrd was a little confused about where he was now, and he was not even sure whether he was still in the castle.
Damn it!
And at this moment, a nameless anger suddenly rushed into the heart of Viscount Byrd.
I am a noble! I am a member of the Bird family! How can you be intimidated by this curse? No, you can't scare me!
Thinking of this, Viscount Byrd strode down again. He never looked back at the body of the maid, but kept going down. He had made a decision. In any case, he must find this exit. There must be an exit here!
Level 10, Level 50, Level 100...
The Viscount Bird no longer remembers how many times he stepped down, he felt a little tired, but whenever he turned the platform around the corner, he could always see the body that fell down not far, she still kept the previous Form, motionless, the mentality of the Viscount Bird has begun to change gradually, he is tired, until now, he has not remembered how many steps he has fallen, but he is very clear, this has already exceeded what he should have At the moment, he is like a rat trapped in a round cage, running helplessly, trying to reach an end that never exists.
With all this, Viscount Bird's mood also became anxious and uneasy. This emotion reached the apex after he saw the body of the maid again.
"you again!!"
This time, the Viscount Byrd did not cross her body as before. Instead, he yelled and walked to the side of the corpse, raised his long sword high in his hand, and his face was fierce and irony.
"Okay, you want to follow me, I will see if you can follow me!!"
A cold light flashed.
The sharp sword easily cut off the head of the maid, and then the Viscount Bird clenched his teeth, kicking hard at his head. Soon, the deformed head flew down the stairs like a ball, disappearing into the endless In the dark.
"Come on again! You cheap!"
The Viscount Bird raised his long sword again and pierced into the body of the young girl. He was crazy and vigorously stirred, cutting open wounds on the corpse.
"I cut off your head! Cut off your hands! Cut off your feet! See you follow me again! Let you follow me again............!!!"
The Viscount Byrd shouted frantically, as if venting the fear he had accumulated, he had almost lost his size, and under his sword, the corpse gradually blurred, and the blood was full of blood. The wall, and at this moment, suddenly, the Viscount Bird heard a slight noise on the stairs behind him.
"Da da da………"
Along with the sound of rolling, a twisted and deformed head slowly rolled under the foot of Viscount Byrd and lay down beside the corpse again, just as it had just been cut off.
After seeing this scene, the Viscount Bird raised his sword with a stiff body, and he stared blankly at the head under his feet. The godless eyes had no expression. Only the Viscount Bird's own fear.
"Thomson...you go and see what is going on."
Strongly enduring the fear, the Viscount Bird gave the final order. He always walked ahead in order to maintain the dignity of his master, but now, Viscount Bird no longer wants to do this again.
"................................."
No one responded, heavy breathing still appeared behind him, but there was no response.
"Thomson, didn't you hear what I said?!"
The Viscount Bird turned angrily, but then he was surprised to find that the one who had been following him was not his servant at all...
"the host?"
Looking at the back of his master, the loyal servant could not help but be puzzled. After seeing the body of the maid, his master seemed to have lost his soul. He had been standing on the stairs for a long time. , What happened to him? What was he thinking about?
Thinking of this, Thomson was a little uneasy.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Please answer me!"
The terrified Thomson pulled the shoulder of Viscount Byrd hard, forcing him to turn to look at himself. Then, as if he saw something terrible, he screamed and fell back, then his eyes rolled, Completely lost consciousness.
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