The consumption of "Key to the Gate" was not much, and although the "Moonlight Wheel: Second Form" just now was not effective because it was launched in a hurry, it also did not consume much.
Compared with Shade, the three corpse ghosts were in worse condition. Shade had cracked their maze head-on. Under the backlash of the spell, the three corpse ghosts gathered together in a listless state, and did not take advantage of Shade's recovery to counterattack.
Even though the opponents were undead creatures, Shad's recovery speed was faster than theirs. After a few breaths, as the hot air rushed into his lungs, he raised his head again and looked at the three zombies huddled together.
They also noticed Shade's movements, and almost at the same time, three bodies rushed out in three directions. One climbed up the wall to a higher place, one jumped down and entered the mud like diving, and the last one rushed towards Shade.
"There are too many methods for these things, right?"
The corpse that rushed towards Shade began to swell, and black mist emerged from the cracks in its muscles. Its eyes emitted a terrifying green light, and the entire corpse drew an arc in the air, like an eraser running over a pencil sketch, causing the space that was steaming with heat to further deform.
"Black Moon Symbol."
Shade stabbed the long staff like a javelin, nailing the charging corpse to the ground. Then a huge black moon symbol slowly appeared on the ground.
With a slight bang, the corpse ghost finally exploded. But it had no power, just a large cloud of white ash scattered all over the sky. Shade pulled out the Staff of Yggdrasil and avoided the exploding white ash:
"Help me keep an eye on its soul."
None observed.
By the time Shad walked out of the burning barn and went to look for the other two zombies, they had disappeared. They had endured the damage and broke through the Moon Thorns.
However, Xia De did not bother to chase the two escaped zombies. After all, he did not think he could catch them.
Turning around and looking at the fire, he first collected the broken limbs of the zombie that he had just cut off, then entered the warehouse at the back of the building which was also on fire, then opened the door of the cellar and went underground.
The heartbeat sound underground that Xia De heard just now came from here. As for why he was able to find the door of the cellar, it was because of the bloodstains on the ground.
The farm's cellar seemed to be used to store vegetables, and its area was only about the same size as the basement of the Shade family. When walking down the stairs, I could smell the stench of the ghoul toxin.
The firelight from the cellar entrance projected into the ground, allowing Shade to see people who had died of poisoning. Most of these people seemed to be servants of the manor. They were not well dressed, but their bodies were all black after death.
The number of people who died here exceeded thirty, and it seemed that they had immediately hidden in here after being attacked by the zombies. Not all of them were poisoned when they came in. After careful observation, a man with several steel forks stuck in his body was lying in the corner, and his corpse transformation was the highest.
"He's the source of the infection here?"
Ghouls are not blood-sucking creatures, and the probability of becoming an undead creature after being bitten by them is very, very low, but very low does not mean impossible. In such a relatively closed place, even if the lowest level of "zombies" seen today appear, the threat to people is fatal.
There was only one person still alive in the entire basement, a man leaning against the wall with traces of poison on his face. He was in the deepest part of the basement, quietly waiting for death like a person guarding a corpse in a closed tomb.
Of course he noticed Shade coming over, but still didn't say anything. Shade took out a candle from his arms and illuminated the other's face:
"You are... a mole?"
This is the person Xia De is looking for, and he looks the same as the photo in the profile.
The man, who was breathing his last, still didn't speak, so Xia De said the codeword for the connection:
"Mr. Mole lived in the boot, and Mr. Rat in the boot moved to the spider's home."
The man with festering marks on his face finally had a lively look in his eyes:
"So where did Mr. Spider move to?"
"It moved to the master's stomach."
Xia De responded to the last sentence, and the poisoned man breathed a sigh of relief. He did not hesitate and told what he knew:
"No one found me. I hid well. The information I collected is in storage cabinet No. 109 of the Glass City Art Museum. The three monsters appeared about 20 minutes ago. They didn't come to find me. They took away the hearts, brains and genitals of the two people for their own benefit."
"Those two people are..."
"I have information about everyone here. The only thing those two people have in common is that they are both descendants of the residents of Green Lake Town, yes, the abandoned town on the central island of Green Lake."
He was out of breath, but still managed to provide the final information:
"Their goal is clear, but they massacred here because they don't want their purpose to be discovered. They are not afraid of bullets or fire, and pitchforks and sickles are useless. They are the kind of things that only exist in legends."
Tong Kong was already somewhat distracted, and even when Xia De leaned over to his ear, he could hardly hear the last word.
So, Xia De put his hand close to the man's chest, but the "mole" used his last bit of strength to grab it:
"what you up to?"
His eyes widened.
"Heal you. Don't worry. I can definitely neutralize this poison."
Shad said it easily.
“No, please don’t do that.”
The man looked at Xia De with eyes that were almost about to bleed:
"If you do this, the Church will know that you exist among us, and the Church will know that this matter is really related to MI6."
He shook his head hard:
"For the sake of the motherland, please don't save me, don't take my body away, don't move me, don't take any of my mementos, please let me die here."
He seemed to have a last burst of energy at this moment, and the power of his palm was amazing. Although it was not enough to clamp Xia De, Xia De did not actively break free:
"Even if I saved you, the church might not be able to find out."
Outsiders admire such people very much, so they took the initiative to remind them.
"You can't gamble with such odds. My mission has been completed, and the intelligence has been given to you. Don't make any more trouble. Please allow me to make the final contribution to the Sixth Division and to Delarion."
The Mole uttered the last words as if in a request:
"Please give me one last chance to be loyal to you, for the Sixth Bureau, for the Cavendish royal family, for Della..."
Without Shad's treatment, the toxins destroyed his brain and heart, and he just looked at Shad and took his last breath.
Although many people had died in front of strangers since coming to this world, the death of a stranger this time still made him stunned for several seconds:
"Loyalty?"
Which is more important, life or loyalty? Shade does not want to impose his own views on others. He respects the choice of his colleague. Although outsiders do not have a strong sense of belonging to Delarion, it does not prevent him from admiring those who can truly do it "for the motherland".
"It feels like everything in the Green Lake area will eventually involve that island."
He stood up with a sigh and looked at the dead bodies in the cellar again. Strictly speaking, the deaths of these people were not only caused by the ghouls, but also slightly related to the "mole". After all, if Gray Gloves had not suspected that there were spies among the servants of the manor, the servants would not have been transferred here for investigation.
Even though the negotiations between the two countries were still going on, and even though the war was far from coming, the cellar was already filled with victims in secret. The outsider had nothing to say about this, as he knew that some things were doomed to be irreversible. The secret war between Delarion and Carsenrick had already begun.
After leaving the cellar, since there were no living people there, Xia De did not try to put out the raging fire. Instead, he threw away the crystal shoes and left.
After returning home, he changed his clothes first. The action in the fire scene caused serious damage to Shade's coat and pants. Then before lunch, he wrote a document about the "mole" and then took Xiaomia to Green Lake City.
He first had lunch at the Green Lake Hotel and asked the hotel servant to deliver the information to the address left by Director Anros. Then he took the cat, who wanted to go home after having a full meal, and embarked on a journey to the south shore of Green Lake.
When Shade saw Miss Sylvia again at the manor at two o'clock this Wednesday afternoon, he did not expect Megan to be there. Before Shade arrived, Megan was asking Miss Sylvia about the use of space power. When Shade came with Mia after the maid informed him, the two witches came over together:
"Good afternoon, Shad."
The three of them went to the study upstairs together, and Xia De briefly told about what he saw and heard at the farm that morning. Then, he took out a book from the illusory bookshelf beside him and handed it to Megan:
"Please confirm, do you know these three people?"
The appearances of the three zombies from the morning appeared on the paper. Megan's face immediately turned ugly after just one look.
Xia De looked at Miss Sylvia, and the black-haired young witch asked tentatively:
"Among them is... your father?"
"Yes."
She closed her eyes, covered her forehead and sighed, pointing to the one in the middle. Fortunately, this one was not killed by Xia De, but escaped by climbing the wall.
"Do you know the other two?"
Shade asked again, but Megan nodded:
"The one on the left looks very familiar. He looks a lot like Uncle Edward. My father, Alphonse Edwards, had the best relationship with Edward Edwards, the second son of the fourth generation. In that era, there was no mature photography technology like today. The only oil paintings of other family members I have seen are those of my father and Uncle Edward. But those were paintings of them when they were young, which are somewhat different from the corpses."
Edward Edwards on the left was the one killed by Shade. But he suspected that it was not a kill at all, as he could not have killed a member of the Edwards family so easily.