The Devil Inside

Cornflower continued: "Merlin came out, he blasted the entrance to the crypt, but it didn't go as you guessed.

Go and get some information."

Han Solo asked, "Where did he go?"

"Employee community. Merlin is heading to the employee community. Contrary to what you might have guessed, he is a qualified and standard "villain."

Chapter 134 #133 The Violinist

The wind was howling on the roof of the residential building.

Han Solo's expression remained unchanged and his heart was calm. Merlin's choice was too conservative. His intention of going to the employee community at this moment was obvious.

He was acting like an ostrich, making a choice that he thought was safe but was actually leading to his own destruction.

Han Solo shook his head and said, "What's the point of being steady? It's like playing League of Legends. If the jungle is occupied and the bottom lane is surrounded, the mid laner is dead. If you don't make any moves in the top lane, it's 15 o'clock. This Merlin lacks the spirit of cruelty."

"???

Cornflower had no idea what he was saying, but she could roughly understand the meaning, which was amazing.

She said: "Regardless of whether his choice is appropriate or not, in short, he has brought us some troubles - what should we do now?"

"Well, Han Solo hesitated, already planning to attack by force.

Seeing him hesitate, Cornflower thought he was worried about casualties, so he said, "I have a plan. Time is urgent. I'll go first. You go to the employee community as soon as possible."

As soon as she finished speaking, she evaporated on the spot!

Lady of the Night recruits her subordinates not by making empty promises but by providing real benefits.

As Zethlia's chief of staff, Cornflower has some "privileges".

Not like Viola.

Viola’s privilege is inherent, peculiar, and driven only by her;

The privileges of Cornflower are more like cadre benefits.

As long as you become the chief of staff of the union, even a dog can use the same ability.

The first privilege.

A short period of virtual world action.

Cornflower travels between the material world and the virtual world, and can move very quickly. It only takes her half a minute to walk a distance that would take an ordinary engraver half an hour.

The second privilege.

Space storage.

Each chief of staff has a "personal space", a small room of 30 square meters where any props can be stored.

When needed, it is at your fingertips with just your mind.

It takes time.

Cornflower appeared at the gate of the staff community. At this moment, Merlin was still on his way.

There were two guards standing at the entrance of the community. They looked at the short-haired pretty girl who suddenly appeared.

Cornflower carried a cello case on his back and said with a smile, "I came here to play at the request of the City Hall." "Perform, perform?!"

The guard was shocked.

Cornflower took down the violin case and said with a smile, "Music has the power to soothe people. The outer city is under martial law, and the masters of the floating city are worried that the people will become restless, so they specially dispatched musicians to perform in various communities. That's why I came here."

"ha-...."

The two guards looked at each other, puzzled in their eyes.

What's so artistic about it? The key is that I didn't receive any notification.

If you think about it carefully, it does make sense.

From the perspective of the outer city area, the high and mighty floating city area is used for this purpose. Without some fancy and useless operations, how do you know that the floating city area has severed its ties with the world and its golden sea has dried up?

"go in!"

The guard waved his hand and let him go.

Merlin walked along the deserted streets, feeling extremely uneasy.

He would rather believe that what he just saw was an illusion.

The entrance to the factory's underground cave was not covered with magic, but only with dead leaves and weeds. The best defense was to take no defense. No one would have thought that behind the factory building of an ordinary factory, there was a shocking secret.

Someone accidentally found the entrance by pushing aside the weeds - it doesn't matter.

When he pulled open the stone slab, the real test had just begun.

The entrance is indeed unguarded, but the interior of the crypt is well-defended!

Behind the stone tablet is a magic trick to disturb the mind, an abstract rune with strong symbolic meaning.

Ordinary people and low-level engravers will suffer severe mental shock when they see the runes.

They will become demented, lose the ability to think and speak, and immediately move to the "safest place", eventually dying within three to seven days.

As for where the "safest place" is, it is most likely your own home or your parents' home. In any case, you will not stay at the scene.

If the person who lifts the slate is an expert against whom abstract symbols have no effect, the situation will become serious.

The worst-case scenario was that he evacuated the scene and notified the guards.

With the official situation at stake, Merlin had no choice but to activate his plan ahead of time and fight to the death;

It would actually be a good thing if he chose to go deeper and see with his own eyes what was going on underground.

The alarm will sound in an instant, and Merlin and the officiant will get the news immediately.

The spiritual pressure formation allows entry but not exit.

It will trap the invader until the evil god's followers arrive at the scene and kill or bury the invader.

Now-·

"Who lifted the slab?"

Merlin frowned in distress.

"Arendelle is under martial law. No one is allowed to go out on the streets without permission. It is unlikely that ordinary people and low-level engravers will appear in my factory and accidentally discover the entrance to the crypt;"

"So he is an expert? If he is an expert, why did he sneak into my factory specifically? Why didn't he explore further?"

It’s hard to understand!

As you think about it, the employee community is already before your eyes.

Merlin specially funded the construction of apartment dormitory buildings to "improve the living conditions of employees."

It is six stories high and has a U-shaped structure. It is home to more than 300 households, most of whom are employees and their families.

Arendelle is not a small city and housing prices are high.

With such a bold move and such a kind heart, after the building was completed, Mr. Merlin gained great praise and reputation, especially in the old town.

There were many people in the community compound.

Arendelle was indeed under martial law, as was the outer city area, with people not being allowed to leave their homes or go out on the streets.

But not leaving the community is the same as leaving home.

The guards standing at the gate of the community are all our own people, who grew up under the care of the grandpas and aunts.

As long as they don't take to the streets, they will turn a blind eye and not care about anything else.

"Mr. Merlin!"

"Mr. Merlin, why are you here?"

Merlin, wearing a tall hat, holding a cane, a white suit, and pointed leather shoes, had just walked into the door when someone immediately noticed him.

They greeted us warmly and gathered around us.

Merlin was gentle and bookish. He saw several children standing in the front of the crowd, looking at him eagerly.

He smiled slightly and took out candy from his pocket and gave it to the children as usual.

"Thank you, Uncle Merlin!"

"Uncle Merlin is the best!"

The child got what he wanted, and Merlin felt satisfied.

He stood up, looked around at everyone with a smile, and said, "I don't know what happened, but martial law was suddenly imposed. I'm worried that you are not well prepared, so I came to see if anyone needs me to buy food for them? Rice, bread, or oil, salt, sauce, and firewood are all fine.

"Mr. Merlin, you are so gentle——"

"Mr. Merlin! Don't worry, the City Hall has done a good job. They asked us to select a few representatives to purchase supplies for others."

"It is such a blessing for us to be able to work for Mr. Merlin!"

Merlin heard endless compliments, and looking at the simple and down-to-earth smiles of these people in front of him, he just felt -

ridiculous.

Is it blessing?

It is indeed a blessing. It is better to become food for the devil of great sin than to die in mediocrity and worthlessness.

The deep and clear sound of the piano rang out.

Merlin paused, turned around, and saw a short-haired woman wearing leather hot pants sitting against the wall.

She was sitting on a round stool with the cello upright between her legs, testing the sound.

The manager of the employee community heard the news, squeezed through the crowd and stood at the front.

He rubbed his hands and said, "Mr. Merlin, you are here? Why didn't you say hello in advance so that I could greet you."

Merlin looked at the short-haired woman and said, "Is this————-a family member of an employee?"

"Oh, no, that's not the case. This is someone sent by the City Hall. The City Hall is pretty good! The official was worried that we would be too bored, so he hired a violinist to play for us. Lady, when can you start? This is Mr. Merlin, our boss."

The woman heard the voice and looked up.

She said nothing, just smiled, put a hat at her feet, and began to play officially.

Music is something very special.

No matter what the audience's level of education is, or what their background or culture is, music can always accurately convey emotions.

The short-haired woman has outstanding skills.

The deep and rich melody touched Merlin's heart. He stopped where he was and after listening to one section, his inner anxiety was suppressed.

He felt genuinely at peace.

Slowly, he walked forward.

He first took out a few copper coins, thought for a while, and then changed the copper coins into silver coins and put them in the upside-down hat: "You pull it very well. You must have practiced for a long time, right?"

"Thank you."

The short-haired woman pursed her lips and smiled, seeming a little shy.

Merlin nodded at her and said to the manager, "I'll be staying here these days. If you need anything, you can come to me."

"This is really————-Mr. Merlin, this way please."

The manager was extremely attentive and accompanied Merlin to a room on the 14th floor of his residence in the community.

The staff community had poor sound insulation. Even with the door closed, Merlin could still hear the noises from the community compound.

And the pleasant and melodious sound of cello.

He walked to the window and looked down at the short-haired woman leaning against the wall.

Next, Merlin will stay here until definite news comes.

There are more than a thousand residents in the employee community, which is not a small number.

If the truth is revealed, these people will be hostages, human shields, and ghosts. The officials of Arendelle and those poor souls who want to be just will not kill easily, which is their weakness and can be exploited.

As long as he delays for a moment, Merlin can go to the underground of the factory through the secret passage and directly merge with the inverted tower.