"Recently, it has become more and more chaotic. I heard that a night serial killer also appeared in Rhodesburg County. The last time I saw this news, it happened in the Kingdom of Cheslan... Speaking of it, it seems that it started in October, from mainland China. Rumors like this pop up everywhere."
The big businessman looked at the fire in the fireplace and said, but he didn't seem to care very much.
"It seems to be..."
Jenkins lifted his glass to his mouth to hide his expression. He had also heard about this matter, and the Orthodox Church had suspected that this was a preparation for some kind of large-scale ceremony a few months ago, because killings were usually related to sacrifices. However, due to the scattered locations where the midnight serial killings occurred, further investigations took a long time. At least before leaving Nolan City, I haven't heard any follow-up news.
"Beldylan City should be very safe. After all, this is the capital of the king, and it is one of the few cities on the mainland that can shine brightly at night."
Jenkins said.
"But it's still not as good as Loen of the Hampawo Kingdom. The palace where the royal family lives is lit all night."
As he spoke, the businessman didn't know whether he laughed mockingly or enviously.
"This is different. Loen's light is for the royal family, and Beldyran's light is for ordinary citizens like us."
"Oh, that's true."
With that said, the businessman raised his wine glass and touched Jenkins: "To ordinary citizens."
Mr. Rodriguez's valet quickly found the carriage, and Jenkins said goodbye to his business partner and left.
The coachman drove him through the city towards the suburbs, perhaps because he was too tired today, he leaned on the carriage and was about to fall asleep in a daze. But there was a sudden cleverness in his heart, coupled with the tail being swung by the chocolate, he suddenly felt that the sleepiness just now was a bit abrupt.
Carefully looking out at the street through the wooden window grilles, Jenkins really felt something was wrong. Although he is not a local, at least he can tell the direction. If this continues, the destination is definitely not the Holy See.
"Excuse me, are you going the wrong way?"
He poked his head out to ask the coachman, the extremely low temperature caused a white mist to blow out of his mouth. But the coachman held the reins and remained motionless, all he could see was his back trembling regularly due to the bumping of the carriage. Frowning, he turned back to the carriage and grabbed the sleeping cat, took out the pistol, and grabbed the cane.
Blinking his eyes, he confirmed that the coachman was just an ordinary person, and there was some shallow yellow aura on the horse.
Stretched out of the carriage with a cane and poked the coachman, he was still sitting still like a wax figure.
"Chocolate, don't sleep, we're in trouble!"
He hugged his cat and jumped down the car, who knew that just as his feet left the edge of the car, a yellow magic light lit up from the bottom of the car, and one person and one cat were bounced back.
"Oops, someone arranged a ceremony in the carriage in advance, damn it, I can't leave!"
Howson Manor is located on the outskirts of Beldyland, walking out from the edge of the royal capital, you have to walk through a large area of farmland to get there. There is only one small road connecting the manor to the city of Belduran, and the manor itself relies on this path to purchase food and daily necessities.
Howson Manor was established more than 30 years ago, but whether it is now or in the past, few people know that there is such a large house in the valley. It is so low-key that almost no one knows about it, so no one can tell who the owner of this place is. Normally, there would be no lights here even at night, but tonight was a bit different. Two old men holding candles stood in front of the manor's imposing iron gate, looking at the end of the winding muddy path from a distance.
"It should be here soon, I hope to find enough sacrifices."
His voice was hoarse, like a snake spitting out a letter.
"There will be no problem. The carriage we have tampered with can find ordinary people with strong souls more easily. The spell on the chassis of the carriage also ensures that the hooked fish will not escape."
The other person's voice was even more strange, as if he hadn't talked to humans for a long time, so much so that he forgot how to speak.
The slight sound of horseshoes and wheels came from the end of the road, and with the sound of rattling, the three carriages came to the gate of Howson Manor one by one.
The coachmen jumped down while maintaining a stiff posture, while the two old men held up candles to see if there was any harvest.
"I have someone here."
A young man wearing glasses was roughly pulled out from the second carriage, and he was thrown on the ground.
"Lucky, this is the fifth tonight. Enough, let's go in too."
The coachman returned to his carriage and returned the same way. The candles in the hands of the old people could briefly illuminate their dull eyes.
The young man was dragged into the manor like a dead dog, and the path was quiet again, only the sly moonlight was still watching here.
A few minutes later, a few frightened birds flew out of the dead woods on both sides of the path, and then the air seemed to fluctuate twice, and more than 20 men appeared out of thin air from the woods.
Standing at the front is a middle-aged man with serious eyes and a monocle, holding a miner's lamp with a blue flame, which can help them hide their figures; standing behind him on the left is a young girl with beautiful long hair , holding a purple gemstone, the shimmering light on the surface of the gemstone flew into the air, this gemstone can help them resist the detection ability of divination and prophecy; The bell, which can help them silence the sound of their actions; and the young man in the center of the crowd is holding a black and white kitten, which can help them... This cat was just brought by Jenkins, it is a little It doesn't work either.
Just now, Jenkins almost became the victim of the midnight urban legend "The Carriage That Can't Leave", but he was very lucky. Discovered the anomaly of the carriage—the driver was kicked down by Jenkins, so he and Chocolate were rescued.
The third carriage that came to the gate of the manor just now was the one that Jenkins was riding in. The captain of the team originally disagreed with Jenkins' participation in the operation, but he followed him forcefully under the pretext that he was a precious healer.
It's not that I feel that I have nothing to do at night, so I recklessly want to use my life to explore. I just think that since this matter involves me, there is no reason not to continue. He lacks actual combat experience now, and this kind of opportunity to participate in large-scale operations is very rare.