The storage room is in the kitchen. Arthur and the others came to the kitchen. Through the keyhole, they saw that it was brightly lit and steaming, as if the chefs were preparing a dinner.
This strange and busy scene could not help but make the three of them feel horrified.
Arthur bent down and quietly opened the door. In the hot air, he saw four or five sturdy maids, waving machetes.
They were frantically cutting up a corpse. Some were responsible for disemboweling the body, while others were skewering the meat on iron spits and roasting it in the fire. Everything was working together in an orderly manner.
The smell of cooked meat and the blood covering the walls made this place look like Hell's Kitchen.
If there was any other choice, Arthur really wanted to leave here right away.
He had to endure the pain and squeeze out some more blood from his red and swollen arm.
"Hi! What are you doing?"
Arthur's sudden shout immediately attracted the attention of the female chefs. The chef who was closest to him and was a head taller than him immediately turned his face.
Seeing Arthur, his green pupils shone with excitement.
Arthur didn't wait for her to raise the machete again, and poured his blood over it. In an instant, white flames began to burn on the female chef's body.
Arthur then sprayed his blood on the remaining female chefs, and immediately saw four firemen, starting to roll around in the kitchen.
The shrill screams from their mouths were like the wails of demons from hell.
Jabi entered the house and saw such a terrifying scene. He immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.
Even Sher, who had always claimed to be a tough guy, began to lie on the ground and vomited non-stop.
"What we have been eating these past few days must be the same..."
When Xiel said this, Arthur, who was trying to hold back, almost couldn't hold it back and couldn't help but glared at him fiercely, "They were tempted by the devil. How could normal people do this?"
With that said, Arthur committed a professional habit again, walked to the four female chefs who were lying on the ground, and measured their pulses with his hands.
They are still alive.
Arthur looked at everyone's pupils again, but there was no reaction at all.
Arthur speculated that these people should have made a deal with the devil with their souls, and the flames of his own blood had turned them into demon souls and burned them up, so at this moment these people had become a A soulless body.
To confirm his theory, Arthur poured a drop of blood on Sher's face.
"What are you doing Arthur, I'm normal, I'm not a devil."
As expected, his own blood has no effect on normal souls.
"It's okay Sher, I think this can better protect you."
Sher was doubtful, but he knew that Arthur's blood was a good thing.
"How about you give me a little more."
Arthur looked at the red and swollen arm and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.
At this time, a round object fell from the chopping board and rolled to Arthur's feet.
Arthur picked it up and carefully identified it, and it turned out to be the head of old Basel.
"So the one these cooks cut into pieces just now turned out to be old Basel."
Seeing Arthur holding the head and observing it carefully, Sher couldn't help but admire him sincerely: "I consider myself a tough guy, but Mr. Doyle, your courage has definitely exceeded my imagination."
Arthur put his head aside and replied calmly: "It's nothing. I've seen it too much, and I'll naturally get used to it."
"what did you say?"
Arthur immediately discovered the flaw in his language and hurriedly changed the subject: "It's getting late now. I think it's best for us to leave here as soon as possible."
Arthur helped up the still unconscious Jabi, came to the storage room, and then closed the door tightly. Finally, they could no longer smell the smell of barbecue, and the two of them couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Sher woke up Jabi, who was still in a coma, with a gentle pat.
Jabi touched his red cheeks and asked the two of them blankly: "What happened?"
"Nothing, you just fell asleep again."
Sher said sarcastically from the side.
Arthur envied Jabi's skill. If he had it, he could choose another method of exorcism.
Arthur was the first to sit on the basket, and then he was pulled up to the third floor by Sher and Jabi from underneath.
It was extremely quiet on the third floor, which gave Arthur another bad feeling, but the roof was now their only way out.
Jabi came up second, and then Sher, he was the strongest, and he was almost always in front blocking danger today.
On the platform on the third floor, the dim candlelight always gives people a chilling feeling down their spine.
The three of them came to the middle, and the portrait of Earl Fraser, the first family who built the Rose Castle, came into view.
When Arthur saw this portrait for the first time, he felt inexplicably strange. Now when he looked at it again, he finally found something wrong.
"Jabi, look at the colors on this painting."
As Arthur spoke, he drew a pentagram shape with his hand.
"Have you noticed that there seems to be a five-pointed star hidden in this painting? Maybe the secret of the Fraser family is contained in it."
Jabi had seen this painting since he was a child, and he couldn't see anything wrong with it, let alone the five-pointed star that Arthur was talking about.
The same was true for Sher, but when it came to the five-pointed star, he couldn't help but curse: "That's a symbol of pagans and the devil. If it's like you said, maybe we'd better destroy it."
Arthur was stunned when he heard this. Although he had the ability to roam the soul, he really hadn't done much in-depth research on religion.
I couldn't help but think, "Looks like I really have to go to church and take a walk."
Although Sher said he wanted to destroy the oil painting in front of them, the height of the frame made them feel that it was out of reach.
At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Arthur's guessing, "Gentlemen, you are welcome to my castle."
The voice echoed in the empty third floor. Arthur and the others immediately looked at the portrait and saw that Count Fraser did not move. This made them let out a long breath.
They encountered so many weird things today that the three of them couldn't help but subconsciously think about horrible things.
But the next moment, Jobani was wearing a crown and holding a scepter in his hand, like a nobleman from the early Middle Ages, walking out of the darkness.
His outfit is almost exactly the same as the first generation Fraser head in the portrait.
After Sher was frightened, he couldn't help but cursed angrily: "What on earth are you Fraser family doing?"
Jobani had an arrogant smile on his face. If that livid expression proved that he was already dead, Arthur might even think that his guess was wrong.
"It is magic, gentlemen, that has given us the Fraser family power and prosperity."
