Not long after the funeral at White Stone Tower, Richard left White Stone Tower in a depressed mood.
My mood has to be depressed. Earlier today, first the Golden Mask died - very likely to die, and then Macbeth died - 100% dead. People are dying one after another. I really don't know who will die next. Who is in a good mood
With this mood, Richard called a carriage and went to the residence of the great scholar Surades.
When we arrived at the place, it was already dark, and the rain had lightened a lot, but it continued to rain, hitting people with a pitter-patter sound, which made people feel chilly.
Richard straightened his clothes, jumped out of the carriage, and walked towards the door of the great scholar Suradi's residence, preparing to knock on the door and explain his intention. I was thinking that if I visited so late, I wonder if I would be rejected.
Just thinking about it, as soon as my hand landed on the door, the door opened with a "squeak".
Richard looked towards the courtyard gate and saw a dead silence, like a ghost house. There was a vague and strange smell floating in the air. He sniffed hard and it seemed to be blood.
Richard's eyebrows rose, and the muscles in his body tensed instantly, sensing danger.
"call-"
Richard took a deep breath and kept scanning the darkness with his eyes, thoughts racing in his mind: What is happening here? Is a university scholar getting revenge for offending someone? Or is it…
Thinking about various possibilities, Richard quickly used the "shadow cloak" to hide his aura and walked quietly towards the depths of the yard.
In several corners of the yard, Richard found several corpses, all of which were servants of the great scholar Suradi's house that he had seen before. The cause of death was that their internal organs were shattered.
If the guess was correct, these servants fell to the ground and died the moment they were attacked, but they did not show any injuries, as if they were asleep. After a long time, something was wrong, and blood with visceral fragments flowed out from the seven orifices, exuding a bloody smell. This method was simply done by the most powerful master stealth assassin. Of course, from Richard's perspective, it looked more like it was done using magic.
A wizard? !
Richard thought to himself, became more vigilant, and moved forward more carefully. Afterwards, he walked through the garden, entered the house, and arrived at the door of the great scholar's study with some familiarity.
"If the great scholar is still alive, he is most likely to be here. If he dies, he is most likely to be here." Richard thought to himself and opened the door tentatively.
The moment the door was pushed open, Richard quickly saw everything in the study and his eyes suddenly shrank.
In the study room, Heidi, the cat slave girl and the granddaughter of the great scholar, was knocked unconscious and lying softly on the ground, while the great scholar was sitting on a chair with a pale face. A slovenly man wearing blue aristocratic clothing, with bloodshot eyes and unkempt appearance, stood behind the scholar, holding a dagger in one hand and placing it on the scholar's neck.
The door opened with a "squeak" and Richard appeared. The man in blue was obviously a little surprised. The scholar's eyes lit up, and a light called hope burst out from the depths of his eyes. He shouted with all his strength: "Richard" , take Heidi away quickly..."
The next moment, the voice of the great scholar Suratis stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, because the man in blue held a dagger and quickly passed across the neck of the great scholar Suratis. With a strong lift, the great scholar Suratis's The head was separated from the body, and the fracture was extremely smooth. Under the influence of some strange force, all the blood vessels were closed and no blood flowed out, which looked extremely strange.
The man in blue put Sorades' head on the table in a demonstration, looked at Richard, glanced at Heidi who was unconscious on the ground, and said softly: "You can't take him away."
"Uh..." Richard asked, "What if I leave by myself?"
"I'm afraid that's not possible." The man in blue said, "Although I don't know how you sneaked in, I'm sorry, you showed up and you have to stay here."
"Did he die the same way as the people who died outside?"
"If you have special requirements, I can accommodate you."
"Well… "
Richard responded, looking at the man in blue, his eyes narrowed, and he realized something in his heart: the man in blue was probably not a simple person, maybe he was a member of the mysterious organization behind Solmen and Mu Keni. Look at him His style may be more powerful than Solomon and Mukoni. This is not easy to deal with.
Then, how did the great scholar Surates provoke the other party
Could it be that, as he suspected, the identity of the great scholar Suradis was really extraordinary, so he was targeted by the other party
Or is it…
Richard's eyes twinkled...
…
Move forward a little bit in time.
"Wow, wow..."
The rain was still falling, and the great scholar Surades was studying something in his study. A large number of books were opened and placed on the desk, and he was constantly checking them. At this time, there were faint knocks on the door outside, one after another.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
After a while, the knocking on the door didn't stop. The great scholar Surades was a little upset and shouted to the door of the study: "Felik, go and see, what's going on?"
Surades spoke, but no one responded.
"Huh?" Suradi frowned and called to the other servants, "Mukula? Kazakh? Ross..."
After shouting for a long time, Suradi did not hear any response. In the end, only his granddaughter Heidi ran into the study with the meowing cat in her arms and asked: "Grandpa, what's the matter?" ?I heard you keep calling the others, they..."
"Um, it's nothing." Suradi waved his hand and said to Heidi, "Just go and take care of your cats. Don't let them go hungry. You don't have to worry about the rest."
"Oh." Heidi nodded, hugged and walked out quickly.
When Heidi left the study, Suradi's face instantly turned gloomy, his brows furrowed, and he looked very ugly. He could clearly hear the knocking on the door coming from outside, continuously.
"call-"
Suradi took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out of the study. Outside the study, he caught a glimpse of his granddaughter Heidi running out of another room chasing a naughty cat.
"Heidi, take the cat to the kitchen and close the door." Suradi said, "It will be safer there..."
"Huh? What's wrong, grandpa, why are you going to the kitchen?"
"Um, go to the kitchen and boil some water for me to make tea. There may be guests coming." Surades quickly changed his words.
"Oh, is that so?"
"Go quickly, take your cat with you, and close the door to prevent the cat from running around." Surades said.
"Oh, yes." Heidi responded, obediently grabbing the naughty cat, hugging a few more cats from the room, and transporting them to the kitchen.
Suradi withdrew his gaze, calmed down, slowly walked out of the house and walked towards the courtyard gate.
When he reached the courtyard gate, Surades stood across the courtyard door and asked the person knocking on the door: "Who is it?"
"A strange visitor."
"What's up?"
"Something's wrong."
"Can't you come tomorrow?"
"Time is limited, I would like to talk to you tonight, respected Master of the Council - Mr. Surades."
After hearing this, Suradi shrank his eyes and fell into silence. The next moment, he reached out and opened the door, and the person outside the door was revealed.
Then he saw that it was a man wearing wrinkled blue noble clothes, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked a little slovenly, and... a little dangerous.
To the God of Preface, the steward of the East Coast region, Gibran!