Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 598 The Mysterious Man Ya Luo

The cries of bats intertwined with the echoes in the underground palace, forming a creepy symphony, making the bloodstained narrow road even more eerie.

Listening carefully, the entire corridor seemed extremely noisy, but Claire felt an inexplicable quietness when she walked in it.

Even his deliberately slowed-down pace seemed particularly harsh.

  tread!

Tread!

  tread!

……

I walked deeper and deeper into the place, and suddenly the surroundings became brighter.

What came into view was a scene of broken walls and ruins. On the ground lay a thick layer of blood-red remains of giant bats. Flames were still lingering on the broken stone pillars, burning flesh and blood, emitting black smoke and a hissing sound. An even stronger stench rushed straight into one's mouth and nose.

"Mercy, mercy, Lord Yaluo!"

A faint sound of begging for mercy caught Claire's attention.

Lord Yaro?

  Are there any enemies left to be eliminated?

Claire stood on tiptoe and reached over carefully.

I saw a man lying in the dark corner, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to be repeating "spare me" silently.

At this moment, he also saw clearly that the person who came was actually Claire. He was stunned at first, and then his face showed joy:

"Baron Clare? It's me, Viscount Corey's deputy steward! I've received you before!"

"No need to introduce yourself. I know you too. You were the former deputy steward of the Viscountry and now the deputy chief steward of the Viscountry. But I'm sorry, I have forgotten your name."

Claire said, stepping out from behind cover and looking him up and down.

  After hearing Claire's answer, the old man used his arms to prop himself up, then coughed twice in pain, and said with a gasp:

"My name is Bolihan. Of course, Mr. Baron doesn't have to remember my name... Mr. Baron, can you take an old man like me out of this devil's den? I was captured by them and now I'm injured and can't get up."

"is it?"

Claire remained silent, but looked closely at a bright red shoe print on his chest that was as clear as a seal.

Old man Bolihan felt uncomfortable and subconsciously covered his eyes with his arms.

But at this moment, Claire suddenly said:

"This is what Lord Yaluo left for you, right? I'm curious why Lord Yaluo didn't just kill you."

"A... Lord Yaro?"

Old man Bolihan coughed repeatedly as if he was choked. "What does this have to do with Lord Yaluo? I don't quite understand what you are talking about..."

"Stop pretending!"

  Claire walked slowly to old man Bolihan, looked down at the frail old man on the ground, his eyes were cold and expressionless, and said:

"I am not afraid to tell you that I came in here at the order of Lord Yaluo. Lord Yaluo told me that there are still a few survivors in the underground palace, and asked me to come and clean up the mess. If you tell the truth, I might let you go. Otherwise, I can only interpret 'clean up' as something else, an interpretation that you definitely don't want to see."

  Old man Bolihan had seen many people, but this was the first time he felt such a strong sense of oppression from a person, especially that pair of eyes, which were glowing, a dazzling light!

There was no need to say anything, just looking at him made him feel uneasy and he dared not breathe.

He lowered his eyelids to avoid Claire's scrutinizing gaze, and subconsciously a flattering expression appeared on his old face.

"I... I don't know, but... since Viscount Yaluo did this, he must have a deeper meaning!"

Of course, it is also possible that he just didn't care about me at all, so he kicked me away.

Old man Bolihan thought of this, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

  Since you don't care, then life or death doesn't matter, right?

Claire nodded slightly and asked calmly, "What is Lord Yaluo's deep meaning?"

Under the pressure of his survival instinct, old man Bolihan suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Perhaps, he wants to find out the secret of the Viscountess's continuous resurrection from me?"

"Then you know?"

Old man Bolihan really wanted to say that he knew. If he really knew this secret, there is a great possibility that he could save his life now.

But the problem is, if he said this, no matter whether he really knew it or not, the Viscountess would never let him go!

  Yes! He firmly believed that the Viscountess was still alive and was probably watching him from some corner!

"I don't know." That was all old man Berlehan could say.

"Then you are useless..."

"Wait! Yes, there are more!" Old man Berlihan said anxiously, "Several survivors... If we talk about the ones with the best chance of survival, they must be the blood slaves in the black prison! Yes! Them! Those girls! I know where they came from, and I can send them back!"

"Where is the black cell?"

"Right..." old man Bolihan said hurriedly.

"Okay, I see. Did you kidnap those girls?"

There was no emotion in Claire's voice.

Old man Berlihan quickly explained: "It's not kidnapping! I bought them from a few gangs of robbers. I can send them back..."

"Bought them from a bandit gang? Do they have any family members?" Claire interrupted again.

“I didn’t ask them…”

Old man Bolihan was sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was because of anxiety or pain.

"Oh! So I can ask them," Claire changed the subject, "Then why can't I just ask them directly? What's the point of keeping you around?"

"This...that..."

Old man Bolihan was speechless for a moment, his teeth were chattering, his eyes were rolling around, and he was anxiously searching for a chance to survive.

"Okay, I'll think about it slowly when I get to hell..."

……

"Teacher, why didn't you kill the deputy steward? Didn't he obviously betray you?" Bevin asked puzzledly.

"Because if we keep old man Berlehan, we might be able to get a lot of useful information."

Ya Luo explained: "For example, he had been living peacefully in the Viscount's Mansion before, how did he suddenly appear here? Is there anyone else in the Viscount's Mansion who has maintained contact with Viscountess Corey like him? Many, many questions can be answered from old man Bolihan."

Bevin was a little worried: "Teacher, what if my father didn't think of this and killed him?"

Yaluo looked relaxed.

"Kill them if you want, what else can you do? They themselves are not a problem. The key is Viscountess Corey. As long as Viscountess Corey can be truly killed, they are nothing. Keeping old man Boreham might alert the enemy, so let your father decide whether to keep him or not."

According to Yaluo's current strength, the experience value of a formal knight should be around two thousand, and the stronger ones may reach four thousand.

Just now, Viscountess Corey's own experience value was only a little over a thousand.

It is obvious from the system experience value that if it is a one-on-one fight, Viscountess Corey would not even be Claire's opponent.

Bevan was worried: "Teacher, how should we place those girls? Doesn't my father still need to carve the ruins of the sky-repairing site? We can't let them stay there and watch my father carve, right?"

"Trust your father, he will make proper arrangements."

……

"Are you the hero that the mysterious man mentioned?"

In the dark and clean dungeon, a maid dressed as a girl summoned up the courage to ask. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with generous manners, without the sense of rules and regulations of the nobles, and at the same time, with slender fingers and delicate skin, she should be from a merchant family.

Behind her, several other girls around fifteen years old crowded in the corner, looking at the tall figure at the light source with fear.

These girls may come from farmers' families, but they are still young, so their skin condition is still pretty good.

"Mystery man?"

Claire raised her eyebrows.

Needless to say, the mysterious man who uttered the word 'hero' must be Lord Yaluo.

"Yes," the maid described, "He wore a skull mask, a set of gorgeous black armor, and a flaming sword in his hand. When we asked him what to call him, he told us that his name was 'Mysterious Man'."

Among the descriptions, only the greatsword burning with flames matched the appearance of Yaro that Claire had just seen.

But he didn't find it strange, because he had known for a while that Lord Yalu had the ability to take things out of thin air.

  But he didn't quite understand why Lord Yaluo used the code name "Mysterious Man"?

"Ah...what did the mysterious man say?" Claire asked again.

The girl gave a maid's salute in a slightly unfamiliar manner: "Dear Sir, the mysterious man wants us to follow your arrangements."

"Will you follow my instructions?"

Claire groaned.

Obviously, it was not convenient for him to take them away now.

Moreover, no one can guarantee that there are no problems with these people. Not only may there be Viscountess Corey's spies among them, but it is even possible that they are Viscountess Corey in disguise. We need to stay and wait and see for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Claire made up her mind and looked up and said:

"I have something else to do right now, so I don't have time to send you away. I can only ask you to stay here for a while."

"Still living here?"

The leading girl's face turned pale instantly.

Although the girls at the back didn't make any sound, it was obvious that their bodies were shaking violently.

Seeing this, Claire had to slow down her voice and explain softly:

"Of course we can't live in this underground palace. Now the underground palace is full of dead bats. There are too many of them. We can't clean them all up with the limited manpower we have. We will get sick if we live in here.

I think so.

I see the ruins of a village outside. You should first collect some daily necessities in this underground palace, and then go to live in the ruins of the village outside. When I finish the things at hand, I will come back to take you home.

What do you think? "

The leading girl's face regained some color.

She hesitated and looked back.

A faint voice from behind said "Listen to your sister", which made her make up her mind.

  He turned back, clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, and prayed with courage:

"Sir, there were many sisters here before, but now only a few of us are left. We sisters are very afraid of this place. Can you take us away from here first? We can live anywhere as long as it's not near here!"

Facing the girl's pitiful eyes, Claire shook her head slowly and firmly.

"No, you can only live outside here."

The cold words were like a heavy punch, directly shattering the girl's delusion.

The screams of my companions when they died kept echoing in my mind, and the little courage I had was like a sand sculpture hit by the waves, and was washed away completely.

  She shuddered, subconsciously performed the unfamiliar maid's etiquette, and hurriedly apologized:

"I'm sorry! Sir, please forgive my intrusion!"

"..."

Claire was silent for a moment.

They were only allowed to live in the village ruins outside because the existence of the ruins showed that the environment there was habitable.

Moreover, it is not far from the underground palace, so there will be no other dangers.

But the question is, why is the girl in front so scared?

Claire was wondering if she had said something wrong, but when she saw the girl still maintaining her maid's manners and not daring to look up, and her whole body trembling more and more violently, she suddenly remembered that she had not answered yet.

  After thinking quickly, he responded casually:

"Ah."

The leading girl then relaxed a little, raised her head, and said respectfully: "I will take them to sort out their daily necessities."

"Don't go far and don't lose my sight." Claire said coldly.

Claire didn't know whether the danger in the underground palace had been completely eliminated. As long as they were gathered together and within his sight, he could protect the girls.

  The leading girl tensed up and responded immediately:

"Yes, I understand! We won't run away, and I will keep an eye on them!"

Claire: “?”

What doesn't seem to be right?

Forget it, they are all small problems, I’m too lazy to think about them.

"Let's go."

Claire turned and walked out.

The girls looked at each other, feeling nervous, but they had no choice but to follow.

……

"Teacher, come and see, my father has come out! But what is he carrying? Why is it so huge? Oh, and there are one, two... five girls behind him!"

Bevin, staring at the entrance to the underground palace, shouted in a low voice.

Ya Luo stood up and took a quick look. He said confidently, "Your father is carrying food. Thousands of kilograms of food. I'm afraid it's for those girls."

"Teacher, how do you know?" Bevin turned around and asked puzzledly.

Ya Luo smiled slightly: "Of course, because I searched the entire underground palace, so I recognize those bags of food."

You know what, Viscountess Corey is really rich.

Although nothing extraordinary was found inside, there were several thousand gold coins, enough to fill Claire's wicker basket for the slate waste!

These thousands of gold coins greatly boosted Yaluo's confidence. In the short term, he didn't have to worry about the fuel problem for his magic fighting skills.

Bevan was attracted by Yaluo's words and asked curiously: "Teacher, did you find any treasure in it?"

"Treasure? You betcha, there really is one."

"What is it?" Bevin asked quickly.

"The Heaven-Mending Technique!"

"what?"