The red moon returns

Chapter 425 Let’s Take My Head Together (Two Chapters in One)

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not crazy yet. Don't pinch here, and don't pinch there. Stop it. I said I'm not crazy."

"Tsk, what a pity, he actually came back alive." Lynch patted Terry's shoulder with a look of regret, and he was actually a little happy in his heart, "What thrilling story happened? Tell me in detail."

Not thrilling actually.

Mr. Knight went into the City Lord's Mansion to report on his work, just like he did every time he did so.

In order to avoid eating in the City Lord's Mansion, he deliberately chose seven o'clock. He waited until the smoke from the Wan family's cooking had dissipated before he entered the City Lord's Mansion.

As usual, he met with the other two knights who were responsible for the security of the City Lord's Mansion. The two knights were drinking and wanted to invite him to have a drink with them.

Following Lynch's instructions, Terry rejected the invitation on the grounds that a madman might wreak havoc in the city at any time. He had a brief exchange with his two colleagues, informed them of the situation in the city, and repeatedly reminded them that if someone was found to have suddenly gone crazy, no matter who it was, even if they could not kill him on the spot, they must be controlled as soon as possible and must not be allowed to hurt anyone.

The two of them had also heard about the situation outside from the soldiers, but what a joke, they had heard of corpses resurrecting, but they had never heard of them being contagious and making people crazy. They wanted to laugh, but when they saw Terry's serious face and thought about how he usually behaved, they also murmured in their hearts and dared not disbelieve it.

However, the situation in the City Lord's Mansion was relatively stable, like a safe haven in the raging sea. Nothing had happened in the past few days. Even though there were rumors of zombies outside the city, the butler Mr. Rocky still arranged the work in the City Lord's Mansion in an orderly manner without a trace of chaos.

Forget about the corpse and the culprit behind the scenes. I am here to report my duties as usual, just to report the plague in the city and to confirm the safety of the mansion.

Knight Terry reminded himself repeatedly in his mind and resisted the urge to ask further questions. After confirming that there was no madman in the City Lord's Mansion, at least on the surface, he went directly to pay a visit to the City Lord.

As soon as they met, he realized that something was wrong with the city lord today.

He is particularly happy today.

Not only did he gather the whole family together for dinner, but he also specially called in musicians to play and sing, adding a bit of joy to the mansion.

This is the first time that the City Lord has been so interested since the death of Young Master Jack half a year ago.

This should have been considered a good thing, but the possibility hidden behind it made Terry feel cold in his heart, and his ominous premonition grew stronger.

The city lord Jackson's family is not large. His younger brothers and sisters are all in the capital, and only he, the eldest son, lives in Norfolk.

He is fifty years old this year. He used to be energetic and strong, but since the death of his youngest son half a year ago, he has aged a lot and his hair has turned gray.

The owner of the City Lord's Mansion has passed away, and there are three daughters, two sons-in-law and their children left in the family. The family atmosphere is quite harmonious. Except for more than a dozen failed assassinations against several boys in the past six months, no major conflicts have broken out.

The family dinner tonight was a joyful one. Although the family members didn't know why the city lord was so happy, it was at least better than having a gloomy face. Everyone was very happy. When they saw Terry coming in, the two sons-in-law personally moved a chair for him and asked him to sit down. The city lord even happily poured him a glass of wine himself.

If everything was normal up to this point, then what happened next made Terry feel a little worried.

He was going to report the epidemic in the city to the city lord first and then come up with some countermeasures, but the city lord was not interested at all and interrupted his report before he finished listening, asking him to handle it himself. This made Terry quite embarrassed, and his suspicions grew stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but mention that four soldiers at the South Gate were also infected with the plague, but the city lord had no reaction to this, as if he didn't know who the four people were, and just said that Terry would handle the military affairs himself.

Terry wanted to say something when the butler Mr. Rocky came in and whispered something in Mayor Jackson's ear. The Mayor laughed out loud on the spot, unable to conceal the joy on his face. He repeatedly asked Rocky to invite the person in, and then turned his eyes to Terry.

Terry knew when to act and when to retreat, so he stood up and left immediately. However, the city lord, who was in a good mood, regained his usual wisdom and repeatedly said that he just had other things to do tonight and really didn't have the energy to listen to his report. He simply arranged a room for Terry to stay overnight, and after tonight's affairs were dealt with, he would listen to the report tomorrow morning.

The armed knight was actually a little reluctant, as he already felt that it was a little dangerous here. But when he thought about not exposing himself and that he could stay and observe the situation more, he agreed.

Just as the knight stood up to leave, Rocky had already invited the visitor in.

There were two mysterious men covered in black cloaks, one tall and one short, and their specific figures and appearances could not be seen at all.

The taller one was about two meters tall, a head taller than Terry, while the shorter one was only a little over one meter tall, which made Terry feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

Young Master Terry was only ten years old when he died, and was about this tall.

A strange, pungent smell was quite obvious coming from the short man. Terry had never smelled it before. It was not a foul smell, but a bit like wine, but more pungent than alcohol.

When they passed each other, the short man raised his hooded head slightly. His features were still unclear, but Terry remembered his two blood-red eyes clearly. When their eyes met, the other man lowered his hood again and followed the tall man towards the city lord.

Terry's heart was pounding and his back was covered in sweat, but he didn't dare to show any unusual behavior. He walked out with stiff steps, only to hear the city lord's hearty laughter behind him.

"So, you think that's the city lord's youngest son?"

Lynch handed Terry a glass of water, and his slow voice calmed the armed knight's nervous mood a little.

"Yes, I still remember the young master's height. They are so similar. I suspect that is the young master." Terry drank it all in one gulp and said hoarsely, "His eyes are red, exactly the same as those lunatics' eyes, but he can move around like a normal person. Even when he passed by me, he didn't pounce on me and bite me. He is completely different from those lunatics. I am a little suspicious. Is the young master really resurrected? Has he become a normal person instead of the lunatic who was bitten?"

"So you didn't see clearly whether that was the city lord's youngest son?"

"Yeah, very similar."

"Then are you sure that he has become normal and doesn't want to bite you, or that he was temporarily under control and didn't bite you?" "This..." Terry was speechless for a moment, and after hesitating for a while, he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."

Lin Qi nodded thoughtfully: "Go on, what next?"

"I didn't dare to say anything, but I was worried about going back to the lounge, so I just wandered around the restaurant. After a while, several family members of the city lord came out. They didn't look happy, as if they were kicked out. The two sons-in-law were cursing, and I didn't know who they were cursing at. They didn't stop until they saw me, said hello, and left."

"It seems that my guess is correct." Lynch shrugged at the ladies. "What Mr. Knight saw should be the young son who was pulled up. As for whether he was resurrected or infected, I prefer the latter. Judging from their performance, the city lord must know about it, and he was waiting for his son last night, but the other people in his family should not know about it. But that's right, if they knew, there wouldn't have been a dozen assassination attempts. As for the butler..."

After running into the mayor's daughter and son-in-law, Knight Terry felt too embarrassed to hang around the door any longer, but just as he was about to leave, he saw the butler, Mr. Lodge, also leaving the mayor's restaurant.

When the butler saw Terry, he did not avoid him. Instead, he happily pulled the armed knight to have a drink.

Terry was almost scared to death. After seeing what happened to his subordinates and seeing something that looked like the young master's, how could he dare to touch the food in the City Lord's Mansion? He quickly declined the invitation to drink, saying that he had to stay in the best condition to be prepared for the outbreak of the plague at any time.

However, he was still pulled to Mr. Lodge's room by the excitement. Terry didn't drink, but the butler could drink by himself. After a few glasses of wine, the middle-aged butler began to talk in a rambling manner.

He didn't know who those two people were. The city lord had ordered him to bring them out from the basement, but the short man looked familiar.

As a result, when the city lord saw the two people coming in, he was so happy that he almost lost his composure. The two sons-in-law wanted to ask who they were, but the city lord shouted at them and drove them out.

It was the first time in half a year that the butler saw the city lord so excited. He thought that the city lord had finally gotten over the pain of losing his son and was happy for him. The city lord was a little too proud of himself and praised the butler highly, saying that he had helped a lot. The butler was puzzled by the praise, but was also very happy. He kept talking to Terry for a long time until it was almost midnight, when the butler was summoned by the city lord.

Terry didn't hear anything useful. It was basically just trivial matters in the mansion, all of which Terry knew. He felt drowsy after listening to it. As soon as the butler left, he immediately fled from the butler's room. But before he could return to his lounge, he saw the tall cloaked man leave alone. His steps were so fast that he disappeared from Terry's sight in the blink of an eye. Then he found that the butler and the city lord had left the mansion with someone who looked like the young master, and they didn't know where they went.

Terry wanted to follow immediately, but he was still wearing metal ring armor, and he walked like he was leading a whole symphony orchestra. He stopped after taking just two steps, pretending to meet them by chance, and greeted the city lord and the butler who turned around to look at him.

At this moment, he saw the short man looking up at him again, and inadvertently met his blood-red eyes.

He seemed to see a ferocious beast, crazy, yet calm, looking at him as if it was staring at a tasty prey.

After only one glance, the city lord coughed softly, and the cloaked man lowered his head again, hiding his bloodshot eyes. But just this one glance made the brave knight shudder and stiffen all over, standing there for a long time without moving.

When he calmed down, he felt his heart still beating violently. He looked up and saw that the three people had already gone far away, leaving only three vague silhouettes.

However, as soon as Terry closed his eyes, those eyes seemed to reappear in front of him and stared at him, making him feel like he was being targeted by a predator.

He just felt it was too weird, his mind was in a mess, Knight Terry instinctively fled back to his lounge, locked the door, and got into bed.

The warmth of early summer could not resist the coldness that seemed to come from the soul. He covered his head with the quilt, and his body trembled like a leaf in the wind. Even with the protection of the quilt barrier, he still felt that there were countless pairs of blood-red eyes staring at him, as if they would pounce on him and tear him into pieces at the next moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Knight fell into a sleepy state.

He had countless nightmares that night. In his dreams, he was dismembered by the infected again and again. The fear made him struggle desperately to wake up, but he couldn't do it.

"When I woke up again, it was already this morning." Knight Terry exhaled a breath of cold air with lingering fear and relief on his face. "I couldn't even believe that I could see the sun this morning. I quickly left the City Lord's Mansion, but before leaving I asked the guard. The City Lord came back in the early hours of yesterday morning, but the butler Rocky was not. I don't know where he went with that thing."

When Terry finished his narration, the four of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

An ordinary person might not understand this situation, but the four of them were definitely not unfamiliar with it.

They have all come into contact with evil gods, either fighting against them or following them. It is not that Knight Terry is timid, but that when mortals face the Supreme, the ancient memories engraved deep in their souls arouse their instinctive fear.

"No, it's not the evil god." After a moment's silence, Officer Natalie immediately corrected, "If it was really the evil god, he wouldn't be able to regain consciousness so quickly. No, it's impossible for him to regain consciousness at all. With his willpower, he would probably go crazy on the spot."

"But this reaction is indeed very similar to the feeling of facing the evil god." Miss Diana blushed, as if she remembered something indescribable. Under Natalie's fierce glare, she bit her lip and whispered, "I felt the same when I faced the evil god."

As he spoke, he looked at Knight Terry's still frightened eyes, handed him a cigarette, and motioned for him to light it and take a smoke.

"It's definitely not like facing an ordinary mysterious creature." The wise version of Judy added, "It should be stained with a trace of the aura of the Supreme Being, which was revealed when they looked at each other and was captured by him. In other words, that thing is close to being a follower, and can even draw on the power of the Old Ones."

The other three shuddered, feeling a premonition of an uncertain future.

But soon, Lynch regained his composure: "Don't worry, Terry, an ordinary human, can get rid of mental pollution. Even if the other party is contaminated with the aura of the Supreme, it should not be fully mature yet. We still have a chance of winning if we confront him head-on. Besides, even if he really becomes a follower, what can we do? We still chat and laugh with our followers every day. Worrying can't solve any problem. We must face any difficulties head-on."

In fact, Lynch was not saying these words to his own people. The three girls around him were more terrifying than the other, and no one needed his counseling. He was saying this to comfort Dr. Swain.

"Then according to the information brought back by Knight Terry, the body has been taken away from the City Lord's Mansion and its whereabouts are unknown. But we have successfully caught up with the other tall man. I think we can definitely find the body by following him."

Lynch clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention back:

"Ms. Swain, please make the medicine as soon as possible, and we... hey, today is the day of harvest. Let's go pick my head together."

(End of this chapter)