quicksilver blood

Chapter 226
"is it here……"

The three young wizards were stuffed in heavy clothes, standing furtively against the house on the corner of the street.

They looked up at the dilapidated house in front of them, with obvious hesitation in their expressions.

Even in the Iron Curtain City, which is like a garbage dump, such a house is too dilapidated.

——No, it might be better to say that houses like this are even rarer because it is the Iron Curtain City.

Just looking at the wall full of holes, one can tell that it completely lacks the most important windproof function of houses in Iron Curtain City.

And if the ubiquitous magic dust in the city can't be kept out, just relying on the household exhauster in the house can't reduce the magic dust at home to a safe range.

Unless you are still wearing heavy clothes at home.Otherwise, living in such a house would not last more than a week.

It was late at night, and even ordinary people should have gone to bed long ago.

But herein lies the weirdness.

The detection results of the astrological witchcraft clearly showed that there were people inside and were in a state of consciousness, but the small broken room that had almost been broken into a sieve was still pitch black, and no light could be seen stealing from it.

A taller wizard clutched the crude astrology device tightly in his hand, and swallowed: "Tony, do those female wizards you mentioned live here?"

Let alone a witch... Even if an undead emerges from here, they won't be surprised at all.

Rather, it would reassure them.And at this moment, standing in front of the small black room that was silent, with no light shining through the cracks and holes, the fear called the unknown gripped their hearts tightly.

According to the original plan, the three of them should break in directly, and then set up the enchantment immediately.

But let alone breaking in now—just looking at the black crack like a devil's eye, they dare not even knock on the door.

For a moment, the sense of crisis gripped their hearts like this.They could only freeze at the door, not daring to act rashly.

But it was hard to pass from the second ring to the sixth ring, and it took a lot of effort to come here. All kinds of preparations and plans were made, and now they are a little unwilling to go back.

So they had no choice but to suppress their voices, squatting at the door and whispering——

"Don't be so wordy... It's obviously the two of you who insisted on going to find them at night according to the address. It has nothing to do with me... I told you all, I can cheat one out in a month at most. At that time, you can't play anything...you have to come to Iron Curtain City in a hurry..."

The shortest wizard whispered anxiously and impatiently.

A slender figure patted him on the shoulder: "Don't bring me in too, Tony. I'm different from Tom, who only has women's thighs in his head... The reason why I agree with Tom's plan to come in the dark is because I Another possibility came to mind."

"what?"

"That is to say... have you considered that if you were not the only one who received that letter, it means that they should have many replies by now—"

The slender wizard said in a long voice.

The bigger astrology wizard replied blankly: "... so what?"

"...I think what Pete means is that they're going to have a lot of money."

Tony replied thoughtfully.

Pete snapped his fingers excitedly: "Exactly."

"However, there are other situations to consider. For example, because they were afraid that their group would not be able to defend against gangsters, they sent the letter to a place far away from their house, and we followed the letter. What I found back was just the sending point.”

"Of course, there is another situation..."

However, before Pete finished speaking, an old man coughed from the small black room beside them.

The three of them were startled.The voice fell silent for a moment.

After watching for more than half a minute and still seeing nothing, Pete lowered his voice again, and quietly analyzed: "There is another possibility. It is that there were no witches in the first place. Tony was just deceived by a liar."

"This possibility can be ruled out."

Tony replied quietly without hesitation: "I can't even tell the font and letter writing style of a woman and a man. The person who wrote the letter is definitely a very confident and elegant woman. Besides... even if So what if she's really a liar? There are three of us... As long as we can get in, we have the final say on what to do?"

"And, if it's a liar, she probably has more money on her."

Pete clicked his tongue: "It's a pity that the city of wealth has been blown up by that Orlando, so the nightingales I knew were all killed together. Even if I get some good stuff now, I have no place to sell it... ...After all, if there is no Nightingale Tune.Teaching, no matter how beautiful a woman is, the price will be greatly reduced."

"Tom should also know. There used to be a few warbler halls where you could occasionally see nightingales, but now there are only a few wandering warblers who don't know if they are sick or not."

"Let's forget Liuying. At least Nightingale can sing and dance. Even if sometimes it's late at night and I don't give a fuck, I feel comfortable chatting with them. As for Liuying... I'd rather go find them." Ordinary people without a job don't want to touch those things that have been stabbed."

Tom tried his best to lower his voice, but his already thick voice still broke several notes and suddenly sounded in the silent air, startling the other two people.

Seeing that there was indeed no one around, the voices of the three people gradually let go.

Tony taunted Tom without any concealment: "You stupid bull, what are you talking about? Ordinary people can't bear the body of a professional..."

"But witches can."

Pete's indifferent words brought back the topic that had just escaped.

Suddenly, the three fell into silence again.

"Seriously, Tony. It doesn't matter if they're using a fake address or what, we'd be too cowardly if we didn't even knock on the door. It's just a matter of saying hello to them, and asking them out for a cup of tea by the way— "

"You just come to greet them at night?" Tony sneered.

Peter hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed the curse words that came to his mouth.

Then he let out a deep sigh: "It would be great if Brother Robert came."

"...Robert seems to be in a bad mood today. We'd better not bother him."

The two were still talking, but Tom finally got impatient.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just knocking on the door?"

Having said that, Tom immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

He knocked on the door with dissatisfaction on his face: "Isn't it just to fuck a few girls at night? Do you have any ideas? Since they dare to send such letters, it means that they also like to play, or are you afraid of yourself?" I don't have the ability to serve—"

Before Tom could finish his sentence, the door was slammed open.The cold air gushed out suddenly.The three young wizards shivered suddenly.

In the pitch-black air, a man in a heavy cloak, cotton coat, cotton gloves, and a mask stood quietly at the door like a sculpture.

That aging demeanor was so conspicuous that the three couldn't help but cast respectful glances at him.

"...Old man, may I ask if you have seen some beautiful girls? They should live nearby."

Tony stepped forward and put a smile on his cute doll face: "The three of us are their classmates. I heard that one of them is sick..."

"Ah, I've seen it."

An extremely lazy, lifeless voice that seemed to be about to fall asleep in the next second squeezed out of the mouth, abruptly interrupting Tony's words: "You mean the one behind you?"

The next moment, bright red splashed obliquely in an instant, leaving a red mark on the man's face.

"It's dirty... Forget it, I won't wash it."

But unexpectedly, the man didn't scream or collapse, not even trembling.

His chin is as smooth as a teenager, and his pupils are as clear as a child's.

He just stared at the person at the door, and asked very softly in a voice full of exhaustion and powerlessness: "Who are you?"

The glamorous guest just smiled, without saying a word, he put the five fingers that were stained with white turbidity together and deep into his mouth, and gently painted it on the tip of his tongue.

"I am, Elcardo."

She spoke word by word in a proud, soft and pleasant voice.

(End of this chapter)