Shadow Apostle

The countess finally woke up after being in a coma for many days.

Jessica's two aunts and Connor had already gone to visit.

The last coma person wakes up, which means that the strange illness that has troubled the family for many days has come to an end.

It was supposed to be a big event for the whole family to celebrate.

But Jessica and Horst couldn't laugh anyway.

Because the countess wanted to see Horst by name.

"How did mother know about your existence, Mr. Horst?"

Miss Burnt's face was a little gloomy.

He and Horst looked at each other, and both felt a chill in the other's eyes.

In the corridor of the mansion outside the door, the servants passing by all had smiles on their faces.

Compared to the first time I came a few days ago, it was as if a huge mountain had been lifted from the mansion.

The entire mansion exudes a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

However, the more this happened, the stronger the chill in their hearts became.

Because both of them knew that the old countess should not know about Horst's existence.

Every reason she could find out was strange and dangerous.

However, it can only be hidden in the heart.

No one in the mansion could understand except for the two of them.

Watching the housekeeper Louis leave with brisk steps, Jessica frowned and shook her head.

"There is absolutely no need for you to take this risk, Mr. Horst. Just sit here for a while and I will take a look for you."

However, as soon as he stood up, his wrist was pulled.

"This is a matter for the Burnt family, and you shouldn't risk it."

"Although the commission of the two Golden Georges has ended,... I have always operated with integrity and provided after-sales warranty."

Miss Burnt bit her lip and glared at him, but nodded and hummed softly.

"Actually, you don't need to think too much. In that case, can that person cheat the rules of the Kingdom of Hades? I don't really believe it. So although I don't know the specific reason, I don't think it is that person who has come back. .”

"Um."

Miss Berndt's tense expression relaxed slightly, and her body was no longer so stiff.

Horst smiled, let go of her wrist, made a gesture of invitation, and then followed Jessica out of the study.

There were many people surrounding the door of the master room on the third floor.

But the two of them didn't want to take a closer look. Jessica just waved at them and pushed in the door with Horst.

The old countess, with a gloomy face, sat on the bedside.

This was the first time Horst had seen her in a real sense. The ones he had seen before were at best skeletons.

Her facial features are somewhat similar to Jessica's, but she already looks old and doesn't look like someone who is almost fifty years old at all.

"Jessica, is that you?"

The old lady seemed to be too tired to open her eyes, and waved to the door:

"And Mr. Horst, right? Come in, everyone."

Jessica's nervous mood relaxed a little. This is indeed a normal behavior of a mother.

Looking back at Horst's face, he nodded towards Horst, but he didn't notice at all that his hand was holding Horst's wrist tightly, and he was almost sweating nervously at first.

It wasn't until Horst patted her hand that he took a deep breath and pulled Horst to the bedside.

Came to the old countess.

Old and tired, like a candle in the wind.

The two wanted to sympathize with her, but they couldn't.

But seeing her mother become like this, Jessica still couldn't bear the sadness in her heart, and gently stroked her mother's hair, which had turned gray in a few days.

The Countess reached out and touched Jessica's hair, then waved to Horst, asking him to come closer, and then she spoke in a trembling voice with a weak voice.

"I did something wrong, I'm sorry, Jessica."

"Keilin cheated on me. I just wanted to see him again and look at the fallen leaves in the backyard with him again. He told me that this would allow him to come back to accompany me again. I followed his instructions and got rid of Connor's body in half a year. I took a lot of blood and combined it with the blood of other people related to the Burnt family to create the magic circle."

"I didn't expect that he would want to resurrect in this way, let alone that he would want to take over your body, which almost killed you. I'm sorry, Jessica, forgive me."

Jessica had already burst into tears and was choked with sobs, unable to say a complete sentence. She could only sob and nodded slightly.

"Actually, he was also deceived. Haha, he was deceived by the black-robed bishop who defrauded the church. He had no intention of resurrecting Kailin. This magic circle was not intended to resurrect him from the beginning, but to unite Bourne. The power of the Te family's bloodline can open the seal. This is how the black-robed bishop wants to take out the scroll inside and give it to someone."

Horst's heart tightened. The old countess shouldn't know this information. But at this time, he could no longer think about it and subconsciously asked: "Who?"

"That depends on who he gave the scroll to."

"But the scroll was snatched by us..." Horst suddenly pointed at himself blankly, "Me?"

The old woman nodded slightly.

"Why?"

"I don't know, maybe this is the only way to achieve Lyle's purpose. Only Lyle, the Lord of Fraud, knows the inside story of the field of fraud. Apart from him, even other gods cannot see through it."

The old woman panted a few times tiredly and said weakly. :

"I suddenly invited you here just to tell you this and to say thank you to you and Jessica. If you hadn't stopped me in time, my behavior might have completely destroyed the Burnt family. Thank you, So that everything doesn’t get out of hand. Also, Jessica, I want to say I’m sorry again.”

"Mom, stop talking. What you need now is to rest." Jessica's eyes were red, "I don't blame you."

"I can rest assured that."

"Um?"

Both of them felt something was wrong and looked up at the Countess at the same time.

Just in time to see the countess open her eyes.

Just the simplest action.

However, Jessica suddenly collapsed on the bedside with a plop.

And Horst saw those eyes.

A pair of dark eyes with black vortexes spinning in the pupils.

Just like the one seen in the escape tunnel.

"This soul made a deal with me, begging me not to torture his husband's soul anymore, and to let him and her husband's soul sleep together forever. I just wanted to come over and see what was hidden in the body of the person who destroyed my altar. "

The old woman's voice suddenly changed into a male voice. The voice was thick and elegant, but extremely cold and devoid of any emotion.

The next moment, the vortex dispersed.

Horst didn't understand what he saw from the whirlpool. He only knew that countless messy lights and shadows appeared in front of him.

Twisted, majestic, majestic.

In the end everything turns to coldness and nothingness.

boom.

When Horst regained consciousness, he realized that only a second had passed.

He still maintained his original posture.

Eight thick and long tentacles had unknowingly come out, blocking the way between the old woman and herself.

"As expected, it's you. Is this the host you chose?"

The tentacles wrapped Horst tightly, with only two tips facing the direction of the old woman.

"You haven't found it yet, and how come you have almost lost consciousness?" The old woman sneered in a man's voice, "I just thought you were inside him, otherwise he would have been there when he jumped on my altar. He is already dead. Haha, do you want to confront me head-on for the sake of the host? Don’t be nervous, since he has withstood the impact of our first meeting, I will not do anything to him again, and I do not intend to use my power to affect the world."

The tip of the tentacle made a buzzing vibration, wrapping Horst tighter.

"And if I really do something to him, it won't make Lyle get his wish. What he wants to do has nothing to do with me, but since he dares to play with my sacrificial ritual, of course I have to cause him a little trouble, right? Hoss Tedrome.”

The old woman's gaze turned to Horst. Even with the package of beef soup, a huge pressure on her soul came over her, making Horst unable to even breathe.

But no matter how difficult it was, Horst had to finish his words. This was a matter of dignity, even if his voice sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"The Lord of the Underworld, Death God Lloyd."

"snort."

The vortex reappeared, a black vortex. It was getting bigger and bigger before Horst's eyes, as if it was about to be swallowed up.