Seeing the MI6 ID, the old man inside the door immediately showed a look of horror. Xia De pushed him hard, causing the old man to stagger back a step, and he also walked into the door.
He closed the door behind him with a bang, raised his right hand and pressed down his hat. Xia De stood in the shadow of the hallway. He was much taller than the old man, and at this moment, he showed an oppressive temperament:
"If there is no problem, don't bother me in the attic. I will leave after I get my things."
"You, you..."
The old man was leaning against the wall, holding his crutches with both hands. He didn't expect the young man to barge in like this.
"Any questions?"
"No, no, I don't have any, but you can take his stuff, but I won't refund the rent!"
He spoke in a hoarse voice, looking frightened but determined.
"Rent? You think I care about that?"
Xia De smiled deliberately, then ignored the old man behind him and walked up the creaking stairs.
He is very satisfied with his acting skills.
In his diary, Lemaire complained about the landlord of the house, a typical bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. When Lemaire first came to rent the house, the old man tried to rip him off, but after the crew revealed their worse and worse character, the landlord immediately gave a relatively fair price.
The old man who could be a landlord in such a relatively chaotic dock district and who was panting against the wall behind him was not a good person. According to Lemaire's guess, the other party seemed to use the workshop in the basement to smuggle contraband from the New World and produce some shady drugs.
It is really puzzling that he would still do such a thing at such an old age, but Xia De did not want to investigate further for the time being.
According to the diary, Lemaire, who was successfully employed two years ago, just entered the second ring this spring. He did not record the precautions he set for the attic in his diary, but the opponent was not a church ring wizard, nor could he be a college ring wizard, so there should not be many means he could use.
The attic door was locked, with three large locks sealing the door.
It just so happened that I got a new spell door key from a past adventure last night. This spell can open anything with the concept of "lock". The actual effect depends on the power of the lock itself and the power of Shad himself.
After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and knocked on the top black iron padlock. With the power of the spell, the padlock popped open with a click.
"Oh? It works so well?"
Xia De looked at his fingers, then hit the brass lock in the middle with great anticipation, and the lock opened automatically.
"With this skill, if I were the kind of person who doesn't follow the right path, I'm afraid Tobesk would have another skilled thief."
Xia De sighed in his heart, chatted with the smiling woman for a few words, and finally knocked on the lock on the bottom bolt inserted into the floor, but this time he encountered some resistance. He clearly felt that there was some force hindering the use of the spell, but fortunately the resistance was not strong, and after a slight touch, the last lock was also opened.
I picked up the rusty iron lock and checked it, and found that there were barely perceptible scratches on the inside of the lock. Strictly speaking, this lock was not an alchemical item, but was processed with runes so that when it was violently opened, the lock would produce an explosion effect that would blow off a person's hand.
It might work for ordinary people, but for a ring wizard, if you pay a little attention you won't be fooled.
After opening the door and waiting for a while and hearing no unusual sounds from inside, Xia De walked into the attic.
The entire attic was transparent and could be considered a large room, about the size of two Sparrow detectives' master bedrooms. The room was dim, with common furniture such as wardrobes, bookshelves, tables, and beds. There were some black-and-white color magazines on the desk, and a pile of tax receipts on the coffee table. It looked like a boring single man's room, with no suspicious items on the surface.
First, use the past echo to listen to the sounds within 48 hours. After confirming that no one has been here recently, look around:
"Can you feel the traces of the relics?"
Turning on the gas light, Xia De stood by the window, slightly opened the gap in the curtains with his fingers, and asked while looking out cautiously.
There is a strong whispering element, see left.
On the left was a closet, with some cardboard boxes on top. The elements were mainly inside the closet, so Shade put on gloves before reaching out to open the closet door.
As soon as he grasped the handle of the closet, a chilling wind that seemed to penetrate the bone marrow immediately blew in the closed room. Then he heard footsteps behind him. Xia De turned around and saw a rotten corpse rushing towards him. The horrible appearance still frightened Xia De even though he was prepared.
"Thief!"
In the corroded open mouth, the bright red gums are clearly visible.
Hallucination.
"I know."
When he let go of the door handle, the cold wind and the corpse disappeared. When he closed the door handle, the corpse and the cold wind reappeared.
So Shade bent down to study it, and sure enough, he saw the carefully carved runes on the door handle:
"This person is really good at runes, but after all, he has just been promoted to the second ring, and his foundation is not solid."
As he was thinking, a ray of moonlight flew out from his hand and split the door handle of the wardrobe into two pieces, and then he opened the door.
A musty smell came from inside. In the small closet, there were a few men's clothes, two very cool women's clothes and a white garter hanging on the left. It was not known whether they were left by technical workers or whether Lemaire had some special hobby, but they were just ordinary clothes.
On the right side there was something covered with a red cloth. Xia De stretched out his hand to lift the red cloth, but he frowned as soon as he stretched out his hand and immediately took a step back.
Judging from the shape, this thing is very similar to the mermaid statue covered with cloth that he had seen before.
“I knew there would be trouble.”
At present, Shade does not know the specific way in which this strange and fatal curse is spread, but not touching the source of the curse is definitely the best way to resist the curse.
So he didn't care if there were other valuables in the closet. He found a poker and carefully closed the closet door. He looked at the closet door and waited for half a minute, but nothing unusual happened. He felt relieved. Even if there were tens of thousands of pounds in cash in the closet, Shade would never open the door again.
After that, he continued to search, but unfortunately, there was only this relic in the wardrobe in the attic. In addition to the relic, after carefully searching the room, Shade also found 23 gold pounds and 7 crowns in cash. Crown is the currency of Carsenrick, and sailors who are active at sea and in the New World all year round really need to hold foreign coins.
The coins were just a small gain. The most important gain was actually an old book related to wind runes, The Windy Abyss, as well as Flamel's ringmaster's notes and letters.
Any ring wizard must be related to an organization. The harsh employment conditions and complex power system determine that there are no single ring wizards. And from those letters, the opportunity for Lemaire to become a ring wizard was when he met a passenger who was traveling to the New World by ship when his talent awakened two years ago, so he embarked on the path of a ring wizard.
The name of the organization they belonged to was "Sea Breeze Club". Shade had never heard of this name. Judging from the knowledge recorded in Lemaire's notebook and his usual communication with his friends, this should be a small club formed by several ring wizards. It is possible that their strength is slightly stronger than Dr. Schneider's five-member team.
In addition to his own experiences, the information left by Flamel also describes what happened after he realized he was cursed.
The curse was discovered three months after the warehouse dispatcher got the statue. The strange dream reminded him of the mermaid statue, and after realizing that it was the source of the curse, the slow-witted Flamel finally realized that it was a relic.
He wrote to the club for help, and after describing what happened to him, the club immediately cut off all contact with him. Later, like the dispatcher who had been shot by Shade, Lemaire also knew that based on what he had done, if he went to the church for help, he would definitely die, so he hoped to find a way to lift the curse through his own research.
Although he eventually died from the curse, strictly speaking, this low-level warlock who was abandoned by the organization did discover something.