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Compared to the hustle and bustle in the distance, this place is even more deserted.

On the second floor of a red brick villa facing the statue, On the small balcony surrounded by iron bars, Angliel is wearing black pajamas, holding a cup of hot cocoa in his hand, and taking a sip of lightly . .

He is standing on the balcony, holding down the railing and looking down. The whole villa is only him and Tia. Tia will clean the whole villa very seriously every day. Part-time job cleaning, meals, shopping three functions, clever enough to make Angliel sometimes feel a little too lazy.

This villa, or this villa area, is the haunted villa that Timothy calls. With this as the center, nobody in the surrounding villas dare to buy. The original homeowners also moved away. Anglia simply bought this large villa area at a very low price.

A dozen villas centered around the ghost house. The whole villa complex completely belongs to Angle. There are metal railings around the community, and security patrol guards are also set up, and salaries are also paid by Anglo. Others include flower and grass trimming, street cleaning and sanitation, all paid by Anglo alone.

As for the ghost house, so far, Angele has not encountered any abnormal conditions.

Hoo ....

A cold wind blows.

Angele drank hot cocoa. Turned into the villa. This drink on your hand is actually just a plant drink similar to hot cocoa. Angele once drank it at the home of Adolf's mentor, but now she likes it.

Go back to the bedroom behind the balcony. Angell went to the table and sat down.

There is a glass oil lamp on the table, and some of the yellow flare flickers slightly.

On the edge of the oil lamp, there is a bundle of paper rolls. The pale yellow scroll tied a knot with red silk. Looks a little tight.

Angel picks up the scroll and removes the red line, which slowly unfolds.

A round glass rod is inserted on the top and bottom of the reel. Just roll gently along the glass rod to both sides to easily open the entire reel.

On the pale yellow paper, the neat text is clearly recorded with black handwriting.

‘21: In the woods of the east of the city, four unknown people disappear.

22: Three carriages disappeared on the pier road.

23: Orion found that the man in black robe passed by the logging area and disappeared.

24: The caravan heard a weird roar in the woods of the city.

27: Three white cloak men buy food in the city. Quickly left afterwards.

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November 15: The caravan of the city found a group of robbers. ’

Angele frowned as he looked at the large amount of information recorded on the scroll. This is a record of what he paid for from the mercenary union in the city. It records everything that happened outside the city in the last two months.

The average person in Lennon City would never think of it. The school that Ram answered all day with dead bodies and ghosts is actually not far from him. Therefore, the mercenary union was at least a little surprised by these news and did not cause any unusual concern.

Angel is different. He is very clear that the abnormal situation recorded above is likely to be related to the status of the college.

"It looks like the conflict over the academy is probably about to end." He carefully closed the scroll. Tied up again with red thread.

Information about these trails. In the final analysis, it is likely to be a sign of an apprentice or wizard who is out of school.

"But before that, I had to go to the Yueqin Manor on that cloth record. It would be better to get the dragon scale flower before returning." Anglia had a plan in mind.

"After all, I don't have anything worth exchanging for the water of Yasu, and the heart of the phosphorescent giant elephant is not enough. Not to mention the mental model of defensive spells." Angle frowned helplessly, "No No resources are available. Before returning to the academy, you must get enough resources to exchange the water of Aso and defensive spells. Otherwise, you cannot immediately hit the wizard.

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The sky was overcast the next morning

In the convoy outside the city, a black carriage quietly left Lennon. Head towards Carin, a remote northwestern province of the Kingdom of Ram.

Between the harvested yellow wheat fields, the black carriage slowly moved forward along the road, and two white healthy horses hissed from time to time.

Angele sat in the carriage and looked sideways at the wheat field outside the window.

Balls of golden wheat straw are standing in the field. Some are burning, red and yellow flames are rolling in thick smoke, and some are still accumulating. Some farmers bent over to pick up the scattered straw in the field. And sitting cross-legged eating on the ground.

Cyan mountains in the distance are endless. Extend into the distance. Until you can't see clearly.

"Master, it looks like it may be raining, or shall we find a place to avoid the rain first?" Tom the driver asked loudly.

"Yes." Angele responded.

"There is a mill in front, we can go there," Tom replied.

Angele heard. Leaning his head, he looked in the direction of the carriage.

In the wheat field on the right. On a taller field, a pale yellow windmill was slowly approaching.

The mill's huge windmill is spinning slowly, faintly squeaking. But outside the mill, there seemed to be a wagon parked. One is red, the other is white. It's a horse-drawn carriage.

The wind blowing from the carriage faintly faintly smelled of wheat kernels. Angele retracted his head and shouted at Tom.

"It seems that someone has gone in to shelter from the rain, look closer, Tom."

"Good master."

The black carriage is a four-seater carriage with two horses without any family marks on the body. After turning into the path towards the mill. There were also two people coming out of the windmill mill, standing outside and pointing at the rapidly approaching black carriage. Don't know what is being said.

Soon, the black carriage stopped next to the red carriage.

Angel lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. He patted the folds of his clothes. He put on the original black hunting suit, stepped on black leather boots, had a red belt around his waist, and tied a black gemstone. dagger. It looks a bit like the dress of European officers on previous Earth. Gives a simple, powerful cold temperament.

At this moment, the two men in the mill turned inside and did not say hello to him.

Angel saw from the back that there was a man and a woman, one was a middle-aged man, and the other was an old woman. The man carefully supported the old woman, most likely an elder such as his mother.

"Go, Tom. Go in to shelter from the rain."

"Unused master, I'm looking at the carriage right here." Tom smiled broadly.

"Don't worry. The carriage will be fine." Angle smiled. He reached out and patted on the carriage. A little black mist, which was invisible to ordinary people, slowly drifted into the gap of the carriage and disappeared.

"No master, I'll be right here." Tom shook his head.

Angel watched him pull out a raincoat-like dress from the box in front of the carriage. Knowing that he would not listen to himself getting off. Could not help but shake his head slightly.

"That's up to you." He moved his neck and made a clicking noise. This bypassed the carriage and headed for the mill.

In the mill, a huge gear in the middle is slowly turning. The gears link the windmill and grinder. There was a rattling sound throughout the mill.

But there is no flour, no wheat. Although the grinder, like a sewing machine, still sounds, only white flour can be seen from the gap of the machine. That's the wheat noodles that I finished before.

The mill's room is the size of a bedroom, with a window open on one side and a cruciform glass window closed. A young girl in red was lying at the window and looking out.

There are two wooden tables and chairs in the corner. The two people who came in just sat on two chairs. The man was carefully pouring black tea into the old woman with a teapot. A faint scent of tea permeates this narrow space.

Angel sniffed. The aroma of this black tea was very different from the tea that Timothy gave him before leaving. So much that he now feels a bit uncomfortable. If you drink too much good tea and change it to bad, you will feel very uncomfortable.

There are two men dressed as coachmen sitting in the other corner, whispering something.

Angele looked around. The corners of the mill were full of spider webs, and there were white flour marks on the ground.

He came in, but it attracted the attention of two people inside. However, these people only glanced at him, and didn't come to talk. The girl in red turned her face and looked curiously at Angele. She was wearing a pink dress and little red boots with a red belt around her waist. Looks similar to the children of many little nobles. But she had a thin piece of paper in her hand.

The page is turning to the middle. When Anglile glanced over, he could vaguely see the fine font on the face.

‘Grieferdo kissed affectionately, his hands clenching Philia ’s waist tightly, and he seemed to want to rub her into her arms fiercely and become ...”

This is what Ingli has accidentally scanned. Typical love fantasy. It is also the most popular thing among the noble girls now.

The girl in red seems to have found the dew on her hand, and quickly closed her face. Walk briskly to the old woman, carefully hammering the old woman's back.

Angele strode to the window and looked out into the sky.

The sound of dense raindrops gradually changes from small to loud, and quickly becomes denser. Soon, the wheat field outside the window was completely shrouded in sloping heavy rain, with some fog.

In his eyes, the chip is quickly estimating the rainfall range and time of this rain. Lines of data constantly brush the waterfall in the corner of the field of vision. Changing rapidly.

"10:12." Angle spoke softly. This is the approximate time for a rain stop, and the error probability will not be higher than 5%.

The girl in the red dress, who seemed close to her, seemed to hear his voice, looked at him curiously, and then took out a pocket watch-like thing from the waist pocket and looked at it. (To be continued ...)

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