At the same time, inside the castle, without the harassment of the lovelorn Tomie, the place became much quieter.
In order to prevent himself from falling asleep suddenly like the previous two nights, Kidd simply decided not to rest. After all, the few hours in the afternoon were enough to keep him energetic for the whole night.
He stood alone at the window, flipping the playing cards in his hand up and down and performing magic tricks to kill the slightly boring time.
The cards flew between his fingers, and suddenly Kidd felt himself in a trance for a second. The next second, when he woke up, the window in front of him had turned into a thick wall.
The scene changed so quickly that Kidd had no time to react. By the time he realized it, he could only accept the reality. However, Kidd still had a killer move that he didn't know whether it would be effective or not, so he didn't need to panic too much.
After turning around as if normal, Kidd found that he was now in a small house with very old decoration.
Judging from the decorations of the cottage, it looks a bit like Europe in the early twentieth century, and the owner of the house must not be a poor man, as can be seen from the candles that are always lit.
The yellowish flame emitted a light yellow glow, and due to the impurities in the candle lamp, the candle flame swayed from time to time, adding a bit of horror to this empty room.
"It's a bit rude of me to invite you here without any reason. Please take a seat first."
After hearing the voice, Kidd realized that there was a person sitting not far in front of him.
The man was wearing a half-length jacket with a fur coat over it. His face, which was carved with an axe and a knife, was so conspicuous under the candlelight. The frameless chain glasses on his face made him look even more captivating, and his bright eyes under the glasses gave people a feeling of wisdom.
After Kidd sat down, he took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with the toilet paper that was a little awkward next to him, then raised his head and folded his hands under his chin.
After this action, Kidd saw him more clearly, and the man's face became more and more familiar in Kidd's eyes.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Claude Delapore." Claude looked at Kidd and said.
After hearing Delapore's last name, although Kidd had a blank expression on his face, his slightly dilated pupils proved that he was uneasy.
According to the records in the Book of Mysteries, this mysterious and strange castle was closely related to the Delapore family from its construction to its abandonment, and he, Kidd, was at most an uninvited guest.
"Yes, it's the Delapore you were thinking of." Claude said as he bent down and picked up the black cat at his feet, stroking the black cat's fur.
Kidd keenly discovered that the black cat held by Claude was tense all over, as if it was afraid of something, but at the same time it was restraining its fear. This complex emotion made the black cat vivid, but now it just stayed quietly in Claude's hands, letting him do whatever he wanted.
After Claude picked up the black cat, he seemed to be in a trance. During the time when he was in a daze, Kidd turned his eyes to the book spread out on the table. There was a pen stuck between the pages of the book. It seemed that Claude was revising something in the book.
Kidd narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see clearly what Claude was writing. Gradually, he found that the book exuded a strange attraction.
Meow~!
A sharp cat's cry woke Kidd from his reverie. He looked up subconsciously and met Claude's interested eyes.
The black cat that woke Kidd up was crumpled and flattened in Claude's hands, sometimes pulled into long strips, sometimes pressed into a piece of cat paper, and the cat's cry was its groan of pain.
Looking at the black cat that was constantly changing shape like plasticine, Kidd felt a chill down his spine.
It’s not a good place to stay for long!
"I suggest you not to do that for now." Claude used both hands to press the black cat into the air like a balloon. The exploding black gas made a big circle and then gathered into a black cat at his feet.
"That can indeed cause me a lot of trouble, but if I get into big trouble, you will have no one to protect you."
There was a sense of prophecy in Claude's words, as well as a hint of madness.
These inexplicable, prophetic words made Kidd hesitate and he did not dare to act rashly.
When Kidd hesitated, Claude suddenly stood up and leaned forward, as if his upper and lower bodies were separated. "But you can try it, maybe I'm lying to you?"
After saying this crazily, Claude's jaw began to dislocate like a poisonous snake, and then slowly fell down, directly onto the table. His open mouth was big enough to eat the black cat directly.
Squeak!
At this time, the same sound of mice as on the first night rang in Kidd's ears. This time the sound once again had an emotional effect, causing Kidd's heart to suddenly surge with impatience.
return!
In this situation, Kidd directly released his trump card. Sunlight as bright as day exploded from his hands like rays, and then scattered in the house like a meteor shower in the universe.
When the scattered sunlight hit the surroundings of the house, pustules appeared one after another. These pustules seemed to bring pain to the walls, causing them to start to wriggle.
Meow~!
There was another sharp cat cry.
The black cat at Claude's feet stretched out its sharp claws, its hair stood up, and its sharp cries continued.
The cat's cry was like a panacea that cleared away the negative emotions in Kidd's mind. The moment he calmed down, his sixth sense made Kidd clench his outstretched right hand.
The sunlight that has not yet dissipated in the house is "stealed" and gathered into a ball, which is then stored in the stealing position.
Claude, who also heard the cat's meow, trembled a little and sat back in his seat, but the instant sunlight exposure had already brought about significant changes to his body.
The first thing was the visible expansion. The right half of Claude's body seemed to have grown a hundred pounds in an instant, and he changed from a thin and handsome man to a fat and strong man.
Kidd now knew why he felt familiar with the guy, because this guy was clearly the swineherd he saw on the first night.
"Old Nigelman, thanks to you, thanks to you." Claude picked up the black cat on the ground again.
He rubbed his cheek against the cat's body. For a moment, both fatness and thinness existed on Claude's face at the same time, which made all his movements become extremely terrifying and disgusting.
After rubbing it several times, Claude finally calmed down. As his mood calmed down, the room they were in also stabilized. The walls that had been squirming returned to being flat and stood there as if nothing had happened.