Burlington Hall is a famous aristocratic estate, or at least it once was.
It was originally the residence of Marquis Lane, the former governor of Duran Province. It was a luxurious manor with an extremely vast area. However, an accident that occurred here five years ago turned it into a ghost house that no one visited.
Next to the rusty gate of the manor, a blond girl wearing a black top hat and a black dress stood quietly on the land covered with weeds. The girl had an impeccable and delicate face and a pair of jewel-like hair. Red eyes.
Her fair and tender skin is like a vessel made of white jade, and her jade feet wearing high heels are wrapped with black silk stockings.
This is a very beautiful girl, just like a handicraft carved by an artist, no one can find anything wrong with her.
"It seems the time has come." The girl said to herself while holding a dark expensive umbrella. She stared at the rusty locked door and took a slight step forward.
"Click." A crisp sound suddenly came out, and the steel door that had been closed just now was opened without warning.
Holding an umbrella, the girl walked through the gate with light and slow steps and walked into the interior of this mysterious manor.
There are many green plants built outside the interior rooms of the manor, but due to seasonal reasons, there are not many leaves and flowers still blooming on them.
In the dark moonlit night, these bare tree trunks are like devils with teeth and claws, attacking people's minds in the biting cold wind.
Unknowingly, the girl had walked to the door of the Marquis's mansion in the manor. She stretched out her little black-gloved hand and touched the wooden door of the mansion slightly, but nothing happened.
The girl waited quietly for a while, then took off the black gloves she was wearing from her palms. Her beautiful little hands were exposed, and her white and tender palms were extremely beautiful, with nothing superfluous, as if they were sculptures carved by humans.
Her slender fingers came together and lightly touched the door again, but this time, the reaction was a bit shocking.
"Boom!" The thick wooden door nearly three meters high was suddenly shattered into countless tiny slag, and countless wood chips floated on the steps in front of the mansion in the wind.
The girl patted the sawdust on her body. The original wooden door did not exist, and the grand view of the mansion could be seen before the girl's eyes.
This is a dark, silent and cold hall. There is almost nothing in the hall. There is only a sofa with its back to the door, and a furnace with a fire burning against the wall in front of the sofa. Other than that, there is nothing else. Nothing else.
The girl slowly walked into this dark hall. There was no noisy sound or extra light in the hall of this noble mansion, only the sound of the fireplace and the burning of charcoal.
The girl didn't speak. She just walked into the sofa in front of her with small steps. Suddenly, several strange green tentacles appeared out of nowhere and attacked the girl at a fast speed.
But just when these tentacles were half a meter away from the girl, these thick tentacles disintegrated into green slime and scattered all over the ground.
"Mr. No. 12, it's me." The girl looked at the sofa in front of her and said calmly.
"Sorry, I thought it was an intruder." A man's deep voice came from the sofa with his back to the door. As the voice came out, the green slime scattered on the ground began to gather and gathered around the sofa. rear.
"Mr. No. 12, it's me who should be sorry. I accidentally shattered your tentacles." The girl bowed slightly and straightened her black top hat that was a little crooked.
"It's okay, they will get together on their own." Hiding behind the sofa, the man known as "No. 12" slowly stood up.
This is a middle-aged man with an old look. He has dark green broken hair that has not been taken care of for a long time. He is wearing a light green noble robe. Although the robe looks exquisite, it is very shabby, as if it has not been tidied up for a long time. And cleaning, especially the cuffs were stained with some green viscous liquid, which was exactly the same as the debris after the tentacles disintegrated just now.
However, although he looks like a tramp, a white-gold noble coat of arms hanging on his robe proves his true identity. The white-gold medal symbolizes the title of Marquis, and in the Duran Province There is only one marquis among them, and that is the owner of this manor, the former governor of Duran Province, the legendary alchemist Ryan Burlington.
"Miss No. 10, why did you come to my place suddenly?" Marquis Lane slowly walked to the girl's side and looked at the beautiful girl carefully, "You must have been called here by No. 7 to rush the goods, right? ?The recent production capacity of alchemy potions is very low and cannot reach the estimated quantity. If we rush the shipment, it may take next month to deliver it all."
"I have a name now. The adult gave me a name called Eve. You don't have to always use the code name when you call me." Eve's red eyes flashed with a smart light, "And I'm not here to rush you. It’s okay, it’s just that the organization has new assignments for you.”
"As long as it's not a rush, it'll be fine." Marquis Lane touched the messy beard on his face, and the gloominess on his face seemed to be a little less, "What new tasks does the organization have for me?"
"The current pirate king of the West Sea, Count Ghost, is driving a ghost ship and is preparing to leave the golden sea. This is the first time he has left the ghost city directly in the past five years. You should understand his importance to the organization. Now that he is separated from the original scope, it will It’s very difficult and we need someone within the organization who can track him down.”
"What? You asked me to track down the Ghost Earl? No ordinary saint can match a guy of that level. I am a non-combatant. Asking me to do such a thing is tantamount to death."
"Mr. Lane, have you forgotten your title within the organization? With your characteristics and divine power, it shouldn't be difficult to track down an old man."
Marquis Lane was silent for a few seconds, but immediately shook his head, "That being said, I don't want to take this risk."
"I heard that the doctor is going to come back from the Dragon Dynasty recently..." Eve raised her head with a smile on her face.
"The doctor is ready to come back? This is true!" Marquis Lane's cloudy eyes suddenly burst out with a glimmer of light, as if he had returned to his youthful appearance in his twenties and thirties.
"Whether it's true or not depends on your choice."
"I understand..." Marquis Lane put his hand on the back of the sofa, "This risk is worth taking."
"It's best if you can figure it out. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Um."
Eve slowly left the Marquis's mansion holding the exquisite umbrella, and Marquis Lane also sat back to his original position on the sofa.
"Reinvention."
With Ryan's indifferent words, the door that was shattered into countless pieces by Eve began to gather together, and finally reshaped into its original appearance.
Ryan sighed softly and slowly shifted his gaze to the table in front of him.
"Do I still have time to go back?" He looked at a newspaper on the table quietly. The newspaper was very old, as if it had been published a few years ago, but a string of large scarlet characters listed in the center, But it seemed very conspicuous.
The governor of Duran Province, Marquis Lane Burlington, had an explosion during an alchemy experiment at the manor. All family members, including the Marquis himself and the Marquise, were unfortunately killed. The entire province is hereby notified.
——The 12th day of Frost Moon, Year 179 of the Imperial Calendar
