Have you had enough, Miss Vampire? It's time to get down to business.

……

15 Oak Street.

Lor and Isabella stood outside the black iron gate, looking at the red brick house with vines covering its surface.

"The windows are all covered up. We need to clean them up later, otherwise it will affect the light!" Isabella commented. "If there is no sunlight in the room, my mood will also be bad!"

Listen, is this what a vampire should say?

And to be honest, most of the time you sleep until after noon, which means you have already wasted half of the day's sunlight.

Lor complained a few words in his heart, then took out the cross and injected spiritual power into it.

"The cross didn't react at all. There aren't any evil creatures in the house," he concluded.

"Or maybe he's hiding himself like me." Isabella narrowed her eyes slightly. "There is something in this house. I can feel it."

25. Case Solved

Since Isabella said so, it seems that there is really something in this house.

"What is it? Is it dangerous?" Lor asked while applying a protective BUFF to himself.

"It's not clear yet. We'll find out once we go in and take a look!" Isabella said nonchalantly, "Since they want to play hide-and-seek, I'm ready to play anytime!"

As he spoke, he walked to the black iron gate in front of the courtyard and raised his hand.

With a crisp click, the padlock on the door broke into two pieces.

Lor was stunned for a moment:

"Ah, this... Have you forgotten, Miss? We have the key."

"What's the big deal? We're going to have to change the locks after we move in anyway, so it might as well be removed in advance!" Isabella put her hands on her hips. "Alright, stop dawdling! Hurry up, follow me, my lord!"

She seemed to be in high spirits.

He obviously likes this house very much.

But Miss, you have too many "life hacks," don't you? You've got disguise tricks, a hypnosis app, and now you've got the secret of unlocking doors?

Lor complained in his heart and followed silently.

"Hey, this garden is quite spacious!" Isabella looked around excitedly, not seeming nervous at all. "The walls are pretty high too, so you don't need to worry about being seen when you act crazy in the garden!"

"How can praising the Holy Light be considered crazy?" Lor sighed.

Isabella ignored him and was busy imagining the wonderful life after moving in:

"Wow, there's a grape trellis over here! I'm going to put a table and chairs here, and sit here every afternoon to drink tea and eat snacks!"

"Okay, okay, miss, as long as you are happy."

Lor looked around.

This garden is clearly strange.

Logically speaking, this place has not been inhabited for ten years. Under normal circumstances, it would have been covered with fallen leaves and weeds... But this garden is quite tidy, as if someone takes care of it regularly.

"It must be tiring to take care of such a big house and such a spacious garden." Lor said thoughtfully.

"Really? Then you'll have a busy time ahead, my dear!"

The eldest lady is the eldest lady, and she has no intention of helping with housework.

...enter the house.

Passing through the foyer, you will see the spacious living room.

The wooden floor was covered with a beige carpet, and beside the fireplace were leather sofas, a small tea table, and a floor-standing kerosene lamp, making it look quite warm and comfortable. The door on the left led to the dining room and kitchen, while to the right was a guest room and stairs leading to the second floor.

"Well, it's really good! Aside from the poor lighting, there's nothing wrong with it!" Isabella clapped her hands happily. "As long as we clean up those vines outside the windows, it will be in great shape!"

Meanwhile, Lor ran his fingers over the furniture in the house.

There is not even a speck of dust.

Sure enough, this place is maintained and cared for... If that's the case, why not remove the vines on the exterior walls as well? Are they intentionally left there to maintain the atmosphere of a deserted haunted house and deter people from approaching?

"Let's go upstairs and take a look!" Isabella lifted her skirt and ran towards the stairs impatiently.

"Hey, Miss, wait a moment..."

Lor frowned slightly and prepared to follow.

But at this moment, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something...

A girl-shaped doll.

The size is quite large, about one-third the size of a real person.

It was placed on the low cabinet next to the door, and it looked like it was sitting there to rest.

Lor took a closer look and saw that the doll was exquisitely made and lifelike... The hair seemed to be made of real human hair, and the blue eyes made of glass were clear and bright. For a moment, it even made people feel that there was a real "soul" in this doll.

Quite creepy.

However, it can be seen that this doll is already old, and the fabric of its skirt has faded.

Hmm, I remember the real estate agent said that the girl who originally lived in this house and unfortunately died young often played with a doll in the garden... Could it be this one?

"Hey, Lor! What are you dawdling about? Come up quickly! Come and see, there are so many rooms on the second floor!" Isabella urged from upstairs.

"Here I come." Lor withdrew his gaze from the doll, turned around and followed.

At the same time, the doll, which had been motionless, began to slowly move its glass eyes.

In silence, he watched Lor walk up the stairs.

……

"Is this... a room prepared for children?" Isabella came to the innermost room on the second floor and looked at the obviously smaller beds, tables and chairs inside, her face flushed slightly.

"In other words, it's not available for the time being."

Luo Er, leaning against the door frame, keeping a close eye on the movements in the corridor, commented, "Let's use it as a storage room first, or as a pet room... By the way, are you interested in getting a cat?"

"Pet?" Isabella tilted her head and flicked her fingers across her cheek twice. "By the way, Lor, when are you going to bring back the dragon you're fostering with the mistress of the Dark Moon Society? Then, this place can be used as her room!"

Speaking of which, after the dragon race is promoted to the fourth level, they will gain the ability to transform into human form.

The agreement I made with the hostess was to foster the dragon in the "domain" until it reaches the fourth level, and then I would take it back... Well, fortunately, this house is big enough, so there is no need to worry about not having enough space.

The prerequisite is that the dragon must always maintain human form and cannot easily change into a giant dragon form.

"I'm not sure when, so I'll take a look at it next time I attend a tea party," Lor said. "I haven't seen it for a week. I guess it's gotten a lot bigger."

"So, we need to prepare some clothes for little girls! I heard that the appearance of dragons when they transform into human form is closely related to their actual age... Our dragon was born not long ago, so even if it transforms into a human form, it will probably be just a little girl who has just learned to walk!"

"Here you go again, how do you know its gender?" Lor shrugged.

"I named her 'Meimei', of course she's a girl!" Isabella answered as a matter of course.

"...Your logic seems a bit messed up."

Next, the two of them toured all the rooms on the second floor. In addition to the children's room, there were three other bedrooms and a study, which was enough for the whole family to live in.

However, I didn’t see the strange words written in blood on the ceiling that the real estate agent had mentioned before.

It looks like it was wiped off by someone.

"Just buy this, Lor! This house is pretty good, and it's only 500 gold coins, isn't it like it's free?" Isabella said contentedly as she went downstairs.

It was indeed a great bargain.

"But Miss, we haven't figured out what's in this house yet, right?" Lor answered cautiously.

"Hmph, what's the big deal?" Isabella scoffed. "We've been here for so long, and that guy hasn't even shown up. He doesn't even dare to make a sound. What's there to worry about?"

As they were talking, the two returned to the first floor.

In a hurry, I saw a line of words on the floor——

“Get out of here!”

The handwriting was crooked, as if it was written with chalk.

"Here, it squeaked." Lor said with his arms crossed over his chest.

"No wonder I heard some noises downstairs just now... I thought it was a mouse." Isabella frowned. "How dare he scribble on my house? I think he wants to die!"

At the same time, Lor narrowed his eyes slightly.

The doll next to the door seems to have moved...

Although it was only a little bit, he still noticed it.

So, he pretended to be nonchalant as he approached and picked up the doll with one hand: "This thing looks quite creepy, so let's not keep it... just throw it in the fireplace and burn it."

As soon as the words fell, the doll let out a terrified scream:

"No! No! Please don't!"

...The case was solved.

26. Roland "Black Mamba"

"Hey, so it was hiding inside the doll. I'm glad you found it, Lor."

Isabella came closer and carefully observed the doll that Lor was holding by the scruff of the neck, its arms and legs kicking wildly. She curled her lips and said, "How should I put it? A doll that moves is... quite disgusting."

"Disgusting? How can you call me disgusting?"

The blonde, blue-eyed doll wearing a cute dress protested shrilly:

"Let me tell you something. I'm a fourth-level transcendent, the leader of the evil group Ouroboros! Back in the day, I was a wanted criminal. You two young men, don't be so ungrateful!"

"Never heard of it." Isabella shook her head.

"Little girl, think about it again? 'Black Mamba' Roland!"

The doll seems quite shocked:

"You look only about ten years old. You must have heard a lot of legends about me when you were little. You know, ten years ago, I was used by parents to scare their children! If you don't obey, the Black Mamba Roland will take you away!"

"Oh, really?" Isabella, who was just a finger ten years ago, remained indifferent.

But Lor did have some impression.

He searched the original owner's memory, and an image of a newspaper headline flashed through his mind.

"Recently, the criminal gang 'Ouroboros' has been investigated by the Church of Holy Light"... "Leader 'Black Mamba' Roland is on the run for fear of punishment"...

Well, it’s not really an “evil group”.

The leader is only at level four, so you can imagine his overall strength level.

"So, Mr. 'Black Mamba' Roland...how did you become a doll?" Lor asked, "And a doll shaped like a girl?"

"Do you think I'm happy?"

Black Mamba Roland waved his pink little fist and said softly:

"I'm a tall man, but now I'm not even as tall as a three-year-old child, and I'm still wearing a little skirt. It's so embarrassing! And this skirt is sewn to my body, I can't take it off!

"Do you know how I've been living these past few years? I could only comfort myself by saying that a skirt is actually pretty much the same as a robe, just a little shorter... Yeah, I was actually just wearing a smaller size robe!"

"Pfft." Isabella couldn't hold it in for a moment. "A robe with lace?"

"I'm telling you about my tragic experience. Can you be serious?" Black Mamba Roland turned his head with great effort and looked at Lor who was holding him by the scruff of the neck. "Hey, young man, take care of your wife!"

"How can I care about her?" Lor shrugged. "Can you please get to the point? I don't have that much time... Well, why not burn it in the fireplace? It's unlucky to keep it in the house."

This guy isn't a good person anyway.

The doll Roland shuddered suddenly:

"Okay, okay, I'll continue! Tsk, young people nowadays just have no patience!

"That day ten years ago was the darkest moment of my life... A traitor emerged from the organization, and the Holy Light Church rounded up all of them. I was the only one who escaped, but then I fell into the hands of my enemies again...

"Fortunately, I was quick-witted and used a high-level talisman from my collection to transfer my soul into a doll, escaping!"

But I never expected it.