Shadow Apostle

Passed by.

Horst turned around and showed an apologetic smile to Viscount Star.

Star shook his head generously. Withdrew his hand.

Then one walked into the mansion and the other continued to greet the guests.

Both sides went their separate ways.

Horst felt that his back was soaked.

Just now when I saw that twisted existence, I just had the idea that I couldn't look at it, and my brain had already started to automatically try to understand everything it saw.

It was an extremely weird existence. Its body was shaped like a huge squatting frog, and its whole body was covered with short and thick bristles. Although it seemed to be sleeping, it exuded a weird and twisted aura from the inside out.

At the moment of understanding, Horst felt countless negative emotions rising from his mind.

Madness, despair, fear, anger, hatred, pain.

The chaotic emotions tightened Horst's will like a noose.

Relying on his remaining calmness, Horst immediately dispersed the consciousness condensed on his spiritual sense.

The last thing I saw was the huge strange thing slowly opening its eyes.

Then the weirdness in front of him faded away instantly, and his vision returned to normal.

Horst felt his mind go blank.

He has no ability to think at all, and his thinking is as solid as welding.

Horst just instinctively smiled at Viscount Star.

He couldn't even tell whether he was smiling at Star or at the mysterious being crouching behind him.

Then he followed the others stupidly, like a puppet on strings.

I don't know how long I followed, but my scattered consciousness finally came together again.

Only then did Horst feel nervous.

What the hell is this?

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he saw the entity directly.

I can't even imagine what would happen if I was seen just now.

It seems that I bumped into a big guy this time.

Is this thing behind this thing?

Tugging at the soaked shirt on his back, Horst took two quick steps to catch up with Jessica.

It seemed like a long time in my mind, but in reality only a few seconds passed.

Not long after the group of people entered the Star family's mansion.

Miss Berndt glanced back at Horst with worry in her eyes, but Horst didn't say anything more and just shook his head slightly.

Because the servants of the Star family were still leading the way.

Horst did not feel any mysterious aura from the servant, but he did not dare to let down his guard.

Stepping on the smooth floor and entering into the mansion, it is magnificent and feels no different from an ordinary mansion.

The only special thing are the paintings on the walls.

They are all ordinary oil paintings, including portraits, landscapes, objects, and various types of oil paintings.

Horst didn't know the level of the painting. It would be okay if he dared to hang it up, but the texture looked very new, as if it had just been painted not long ago.

Horst glanced at it casually for a few times as he walked by, and then frowned.

Looking at these paintings more often will give him a strange feeling.

From above, one can vaguely sense a crazy emotion that wants to destroy everything.

Horst turned around and found that Jessica happened to be looking at him as well.

Looking at each other, they could see each other's surprise.

The mental state of this painter is very problematic.

"These paintings... I haven't seen them since last year." Jessica asked casually, "Are they the new works of His Excellency the Viscount?"

"Yes, this is the master's new work during this time." The servant puffed up his chest, and it was obvious that he was really proud. "The master painted a lot and changed the paintings in the entire house."

"Um……"

Jessica nodded noncommittally, and both of them stared at the oil painting in trance.

"Miss Burnt, Miss Burnt." The servant waited for a few seconds, then an impatient look appeared on his face, and said harshly, "Please come with me, the reading room is over here. Uh, what are these paintings? Problem?"

"The painting is fine, it's quite beautiful. Miss Berndt just feels strange that she suddenly remembered that she had changed all the paintings. It's such a big project. It couldn't be something happened."

Horst and Jessica looked at each other, feeling the servant's strange impatience. However, the two of them remained silent, and Horst explained for Jessica:

"Miss Burnt's mansion has encountered a lot of problems recently, so it won't happen here too."

"I just thought the new paintings were more beautiful, so I replaced them. There are no other problems. Nothing happened."

"That's good, that's good." Horst asked seemingly unintentionally, "I see that you seem quite anxious and worried about something happening."

"Urgent? I'm not in a hurry." The servant was stunned, and the inexplicable impatience instantly faded away, and he said with a normal expression, "Do you want to continue admiring it?"

The two sighed, shook their heads noncommittally, and followed the servant for a while. The reading room on the second floor was already in front of them.

Looking back at those oil paintings, the weird style makes these paintings seem like indescribable mysteries, entrenched on the wall one after another, coveting the creatures below.

"Carmen, go and guard the door." After the servant brought the tea and closed the door to leave, Jessica immediately said to the maid, "You are not allowed to eavesdrop. This is for your own good."

The little maid nodded in understanding, ran out of the reading room and closed the door obediently.

Jessica poured the tea on the desk, dipped her fingers in the water, drew a simple ear-like pattern, and then tapped the side three times with her fingers.

Horst felt the air around him suddenly shake, and there was a faint explosion.

"It should be that no one was eavesdropping." Jessica looked Horst up and down and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your situation just now was very abnormal. Fortunately, you recovered quickly. Did you find something?"

"A very strange existence, I almost couldn't understand it." Horst thought for a moment, "It's a bit like a hairy frog. It's hard for me to describe it specifically."

Jessica recalled it for a while, then shook her head regretfully and said: "Sorry, I have never heard of similar mysterious aliens. But the phenomenon you described is very much like he was so deeply entangled with some kind of mystery that you directly Through the entanglement, we looked directly at the mystery behind him."

"Well, in this case, it would be inappropriate to contact Viscount Star directly. It would be too easy to be exposed." Horst frowned and said thoughtfully, "How can he be so entangled in mystery like him?"

"The biggest possibility is that frequent and in-depth contact with the mystery can accumulate and form a deep entanglement."

"If there is frequent contact, there will be a problem." Horst suddenly raised his head, stared at Jessica and asked, "With his status as a viscount, will he be very eye-catching no matter where he appears?"

"Of course."

"That's the problem. He has been exposed to the same mystery many times, and he probably went to the same place. And he has never attracted the attention of the outside world. Then there is only one possibility. He chose a place that will not attract attention. Place. All I can think of is home and company."

Halfway through, Horst hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said:

"According to what the foreman just said, Star, as the big boss, is actually rarely known by people in the company, which means that he rarely goes to the company, so the company can exclude it, and then the most likely location is the only one left. one."

Miss Berndt always bit her lip gently, holding her chin and staring at Horst who was thinking, her eyes as gentle as water.

Upon hearing this, her eyes lit up and she pointed at her feet.

"right here?"

Horst nodded and said: "At least it can be reached directly from home, so it won't attract anyone's attention."

The two fell silent at the same time and looked at each other for a moment. Jessica whispered: "Since we are already here, why not look for it? Otherwise, we will waste such a good opportunity."

"Yeah, it's here."

"Um?"

"No, it's nothing." Horst said hesitantly, "But there are so many people here today..."

"The reception period is quite special. No matter where you see someone, you won't be surprised and won't attract anyone's attention. Even if you are really discovered, I can still get away with it."

"Okay, let's go."

The two looked at each other.

It seemed that at the same time, he thought of the experience of visiting the villa at night the night before yesterday.

Although I was nervous, I was also slightly excited.

"Carmen, come in and stay in the room. If anyone comes to see me, just say that I took Mr. Bodyguard to visit some young ladies."

After arranging cover, the two smiled at each other and quietly slipped out of the reading room.