Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

The tombkeeper was old and looked dim. He carried the lantern until he was only four or five meters away from Caus before he discovered it, but he didn't seem to be frightened at all.

"Are you coming to visit the cemetery in the middle of the night?" He squinted at Kausi and recognized the young man who planned to borrow tools in the evening. "It is always a good thing for young people to be energetic, but you must also pay attention to safety. "

"The cemetery looks eerie, but I don't think any gangsters or robbers will come here in the middle of the night." Kausi said very reasonable words seriously, "So I think that the cemetery is in the most dangerous place. It’s safer than the city most of the time.”

"Theoretically, this is true, but devils and ghosts prefer to wander in cemeteries - as long as you are not targeted by them, you will indeed be very safe."

Kausu became slightly interested: "How long have you been here?"

"Thirty or forty years?" The tombkeeper thought for a while, then shook his head in disinterest, "I don't remember very clearly, but I'm sure that it was a long, long time ago..."

He didn't say any more, he just raised the lantern and said, "Sorry, I have to continue my work."

The old tombkeeper walked staggeringly towards the depths of the cemetery - this was a night watch that every tombkeeper had to do, once before going to bed and once after getting up early and having breakfast. He has been doing this kind of work for many years in this small, inaccessible cemetery.

Looking at his back, Kausu's eyes narrowed.

There is nothing wrong with the appearance, and the soul looks normal, but why do I always feel a strange feeling? It seems that his death aura is too strong...

"Is it because you are too old and approaching the end of your life that the death energy is getting worse?"

The older the elderly are, the more they will have a lot of corruption due to the decline of their body functions. As a result, the skin color is dull, the movements are sluggish, the vitality is gloomy, the fire of life is also shaky, and the essence, energy, and spirit are almost exhausted. From the perspective of the soul, it will be filled with a rich gray-black color, commonly known as "death energy".

Kausu felt that he might have been overthinking it, so he took a walk in the cemetery and prepared to return to the campsite.

The nights in the suburbs are always very dark. He had just taken a few steps when he kicked a hard stone, almost knocking over someone's tombstone.

There was a soft sound of "Peng", and a bunch of flames ignited in Kaus' hand. He looked around, picked up a branch and lit it, intending to make a temporary torch to light the way out.

The light of the fire flickered, and he could clearly see the inscription on the stone tablet under his feet.

"Carter Shirey is a poor fellow buried here, God bless him!"

"Don't blame me..." Kausu was about to apologize to the tombstone, but suddenly his movements stopped.

Carter Shirey?

Hmm... It seems that something terrible has been discovered!

This is a very inconspicuous and old tombstone, located on the periphery of the cemetery. The stone railings surrounding the cemetery exclude this tomb. Those buried here are generally homeless people, undocumented immigrants, and nameless corpses that have not been claimed by the time limit. These people generally cannot be buried with the named dead, and the government will give them to the cemetery manager. For a certain fee, the corpses are then dragged to the cemetery and handed over to the administrator for exhumation outside the cemetery.

The tombkeeper came back from the night patrol and saw Kaus holding a half-burnt branch and looking at an inconspicuous small tomb in ecstasy.

"This guy..." The old man glanced at the stone tablet and quickly recognized it.

"What? Are you interested in this guy?"

"I think so!" Kausi raised his head and looked at the old man guarding the tomb in front of him with a smile. "This name reminds me of a lot of things. I am very interested in hearing his story."

"Well, I knew this guy, it was... a long, long time ago!"

"Carter Shirey was a Texas Ranger!"

"He punishes evil and promotes good, fulfills his duties, and is respected by others, but he lives a very poor life. When he sees his beloved dying but is unable to do anything, he finally gives up his morality and accepts bribes from gangsters without knowing everything. It's all a trick of the enemy.

When his bribery was made public, he ended up in ruins. The respect and love he had in the past suddenly turned into disgust and criticism. He was imprisoned because of this, and finally died alone in depression. "

At this point, the old man paused and continued, "The prison guards took the body out, sent it to this cemetery, and gave me a sum of money. So I built this tomb for him so that he could sleep forever. it's here."

"Do you think this guy is stupid?" The old man guarding the tomb chuckled, "I don't want to be poor, but I also want a good reputation. How can anything be so easy in the world? In the end, Carter Shirey only He is just a poor man who lost to the greed in his heart."

"You know him very well..." Kausi stared at the old man guarding the tomb playfully, "If Carter Shirey lived to this day, he would be over a hundred years old, right?"

"Yes!" The old man stared at the deep night in ecstasy, as if he was trying his best to remember, "That was really a long time! If history is repeated again, I think..."

"Do you regret it?"

"No!" The old man gave Kaus an unexpected answer, "I think he will still do it. After all, this guy is a very stubborn guy, even if he is wrong - besides, is he really wrong?"

"He's wrong!"

Cauvus's voice seemed to come from a far away place. He threw away the nearly burned branch, lifted the Balrog Hammer with his backhand, and swung it into the wind. The raging hell flames ignited on the head of the hammer, illuminating the nearby area. scenery.

"If Carter Shirey were standing in front of me, I would give him sound advice."

“Never…seek the skin of a tiger!”

Thousands of thunderbolts fell from the sky, illuminating the huge cemetery in white.

The expression of the old man guarding the tomb suddenly became one of great surprise. Before he could react, the violent thunder had swept through the entire cemetery. Then there was an earth-shattering thunderclap, and a long-haired young man fell out of the air in a state of disgrace.

"I've noticed something is wrong since I left New York State, but after investigating, I found nothing." Kausi said coldly, "A guy who can turn into water, a ghost that can hide in the air. Shouldn't it be done next? Is there a demon that can hide in the earth?”

"But it doesn't matter now. The moment you reveal your flaw, your death will be declared!"

"Wind Demon——"