The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Well, I'm a little confused." As the footsteps get closer, Zelin followed the black dog to the stables: "Can you explain it to me?"

"I said." The black dog didn't look back: "We'll talk later."

After entering the stable, Zelin closed the outer door smoothly. The cat squeezed in through the gap. Zelin leaned against the door panel, slightly narrowed his eyes and stared at the place where they stood just now.

The fog was thick, and in the fog, a two-meter-tall figure appeared within the sight of the demon hunter. It was wearing a loose linen robe, carrying a shovel on its back, and limping to the door. He stood at the door, as if looking at an opened metal door.

"Damn it, I forgot to close the door." Zelin frowned, he hesitated, and stretched his hand to the silver sword behind him: "This is the guard hired by Ogild? No wonder he dared to leave without locking the door. A manor."

"We call him the gatekeeper." The black dog's voice reached Zelin's ears: "He takes care of the garden, cleans up weeds and foreign intruders."

"In other words, he can fight very well? Does he know about Ogild?" Zelin asked: "To be honest, I just want to inquire about Ogild. I don't want to offend anyone, just because I want to do it. Know the identity of someone, and this person has something to do with Ogild."

"The janitor can't tell you any news." The black cat walked to Zelin: "You can ask the mistress."

"It's not like going to visit a hostess who lives alone in the middle of the night..."

Before Zelin finished speaking, he saw the janitor turn around and look around, as if looking for an intruder. As he glanced across the stables, Zelin saw the gatekeeper's appearance. Under the brown-green linen hood, there was a smooth face, with only the lower mouth and a crack across the entire cheek above, as if someone had stitched a piece of skin on the face with a needle and thread, leaving only the mouth exposed.

"...... Not a bad choice. What is this? How did this thing survive? Undead creatures?"

While in Azeroth, Zelin saw many strange undead creatures. They are not only alive, but also self-aware.

The gatekeeper found no trace of the intruder. Maybe it has no eyesight at all. Zelin didn't know what kind of world could give birth to such a terrifying creature. It was not alive at all, but some kind of magic supported this body. It stands to reason that such creatures cannot be born naturally.

"Well...philosophers usually have different definitions of being alive." The black cat scratched his cheek: "Usually, at this time, the janitor will go to the garden to sweep the weeds. You can walk in directly from the front door. , Don't knock on the door, he will hear it. The door is unlocked, and the hostess is in the bedroom on the second floor."

"You are also the guards in this manor, why do you want to help me?" Zelin was curious. He didn't believe that the summoned creature would help a stranger who had no meaning to him for no reason: "What do you want?"

"We signed a contract and came here." Black Dog said.

"But we realize that there is a problem with the contract." The black cat appeared on the haystack beside Zelin, looking down at the demon hunter. The faint oil lamp cast a sharp shadow on the wall: "Not to protect, but to accompany you."

"You don't like this master?"

"For protection." Black Dog said: "We can leave if the owner dies. But company..."

"We have to stay by the corpse until the corpse turns to dust." Black Cat added: "So we need to find a way to terminate this contract. Ogild has left here, and there may be no one coming again in the future. . So we want you to help terminate the contract."

"Is your mistress unwilling to terminate the contract?"

The black cat and the black dog looked at each other: "Ogild is the one who signed the contract."

"Ah, I understand." Zelin moved his shoulders: "Well, I can't promise you anything. I don't understand how dark magic works. I can only try to tell your masters about your requirements. Persuade him to terminate the contract. But before that, can you tell me where you are from?"

Chapter 2585 Demon Contract

The two-story attic of the manor is the only place where there is light.

Standing under the outer wall, Zelin raised his head and looked at the window with a little candlelight coming from above. A corner of the second floor of the manor collapsed, and the collapsed beams and external walls showed signs of being burned by flames. No one came to repair it. Obviously, the owner of the manor seems to have paid no attention to the manor. The second floor is the bedroom. In winter, the cold wind and snow will destroy the entire building.

But Ogild summoned the envoy and the janitor to guard the manor and protect his wife who remained in the manor. This sounds contradictory, but contradictions often mean that things may not be as simple as they appear on the surface.

Pushing the door open, the smell of rotting inside the house rushed over.

"It's terrible..." Zelin raised his hand, waved his arm, and waved away the rotting smell lingering on the tip of his nose: "Did Ogild really just left this manor?"

"A few months ago, the owner stopped taking care of the manor and the house." The black cat passed by Zelin: "Go here."

"Is Ogild trying to avoid anyone?" Zelin asked suddenly.

The black cat turned his head: "Why do you think this way?"

"Because I saw a person who was looking for Ogild and kept telling me about debt." Zelin looked around. This is an exquisite villa, and the falling dust cannot conceal its luxury. Mahogany furniture and gilded carvings can be seen everywhere, and expensive art paintings, exquisite vases and small sculptures are hung on the walls. A huge vertical clock is placed in the corner.

"Ogild does have money." Zelin said with emotion. In places like Tamoria, Kodwin, or Aden, many noble castles and manors can't compare here: "He doesn't seem to be someone who owes money."

"When signing a contract, sometimes you will find that some terms are not payable by gold." The black dog lowered his head and walked by Zelin: "Hurry up, wait a while, the janitor will bring the dinner to the living room. Gone."

"Ah, I know, you didn't read the regulations clearly when you signed the contract? I've never heard of the time when the envoy made this kind of mistake."

Zelin sighed, followed the two envoys with his nose, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

When he walked to the candlelit bedroom, Zelin stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, is it Mrs. Evric?"

After a few seconds, no one responded.

So Zelin knocked on the door a few more times.

"Is anyone there?"

"You don't need to knock on the door." Black Cat said, "Go straight in."

"I'm afraid that's not good." Zelin raised his eyebrows: "I'm the master who came to visit here, and I want to inquire about Evric, not kick open the door and break in like a robber."

"Then you can wait at the door forever." Black Dog said.

Zelin heard an unusual meaning in their words. So he reached out to hold the door handle and pushed hard.

Squeaky

The door opened to the inside.

The smell of roses still remains in the bedroom

A woman in a black tight dress was lying on the bed with black gauze on her forehead. No response to the sound of pushing the door open.

"Madam?"

Zelin walked slowly to the side of the bed, and he stared at Mrs. Evric. After a while, he reached out and pressed the opponent's arm and pushed it.

Mrs. Evric lay on her back on the bed. She is a pretty woman. The black hair wrapped around her head is decorated with tulle, and the corners of her mouth and eyes are smeared with black ointment. With sharp and thin cheeks, she looks quiet and unique. Fan beautiful. The black ointment in her eyes has worn away a lot, as if she had cried for a long time, so that she cried and dressed up.

Zelin stretched out his hand and placed it under the tip of her nose.

"She is dead?"

The demon hunter raised his head and looked at the two envoys: "What's the matter? Who killed her?"

"No one killed her." Black Dog said, "She died herself."

"Why?" Zelin frowned, "You never said that she was dead."

"You didn't ask either." The black dog walked to the bed and dangled his tail: "Her heart exploded."

Zelin looked at them puzzled.