Old Keeper Parshar was leaning against the window, smoking from his pipe. He had quit smoking long ago, but due to the recent refugee crisis, many things were taken away from him. He was too anxious every day, so he started smoking again.
Recently, the war had calmed down. The refugees were sent back. Parshar's mood was better. His anxiety was gone, but he couldn't quit smoking.
In the past, his old friend Tim would ask him to quit smoking. However, after the miraculous rain of light created by Padt, most of the people in Grue Town had recovered from their ailments. So, Tim started smoking again.
So, neither of them tried to persuade the other.
Parshar breathed out a mouthful of smoke while feeling the warmth from the stove. He looked very comfortable.
This was how it should be in the winter!
While Parschal was enjoying himself, he suddenly looked out of the window.
The house was full of smoke, and the snow was blowing outside. He couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely saw a group of people in the corner of his eyes.
Parshar frowned in confusion. "George warned them many times. Why would they come out in the middle of the night? Furthermore, it's already late at night and the weather is cold. Who would be wandering around the streets? "
Perplexed, Parschal put down his pipe and blew at the window. Then, he wiped the foggy glass with his old sleeve.
When he looked outside through the relatively clear window, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Three people walked by outside. These three people all had a strange aura, and they were filled with a strong sense of existence in the snow and dust.
"Why does one of them look like Young Master Padt?" Parshar stood up, opened the door, and looked outside.
However, when he tried to take a closer look, he found that the three people had already walked to the end of the street, leaving only faint shadows in the snow.
"Did I see wrongly?" Parshar rubbed his temples. He picked up the oil lamp on the bedside table and was about to follow them.
However, when Parshar was about to leave, a small figure suddenly jumped down from the ceiling. It stepped on the wall and landed on the table on the other side.
"Old Parshar, it's fine if you smoke in the house. We've planted trees that absorb smoke. But you opened the door at night. Do you want to freeze us to death?" A sweet voice complained.
Parshar turned around in annoyance. "How many times have I told you? Don't follow Tim's example. Call me grandpa. Do you understand? You're so rude. "
Parshar was complaining, but his eyes were full of tenderness. He looked at the girl on the table, who was less than the size of his palm and wearing a floral dress.
Parshar looked outside. After making sure no one was looking, he closed the door. "Go to the attic. It's so cold down there...."
Facing Pacha's concern, Gold Cancan was too embarrassed to yell. "I'm not asking you why you opened the door with an oil lamp. Are you going to go out? Leader Kumiao warned you not to go out at night. It's dangerous out there. Why don't you believe me? "
"I know, I know." Parshar locked the door. "You keep saying it's dangerous out there. What is it?"
Kumiao was the leader of the self-proclaimed Krakoks. Half a month ago, the viscount brought them here in person. They lived in Sheriff George's and Parshar's attics in two groups.
After spending half a month with them, Parshar had become very fond of these "fairies in the attic." Perhaps it was because he had lived alone his whole life. Now that he was old, he was happy to have someone to accompany him, even if it was just a chat. Plus, these fairies in the attic were very considerate. They would help him with his family affairs and were very trustworthy friends.
However, Parshar still had a few questions about his new friends. First, these Krakoks were brought back by young master Padt, but he didn't know why the viscount sent them out of Padt Manor. Second, Leader Kumaomiao always told him not to go out at night because it would be dangerous. Even Sheriff George was patrolling the streets and telling the townspeople not to go out at night. Why?
Parshar had asked these questions several times already, but he didn't get any answers.
Every time he asked, the Krakoks would show a frightened expression. None of them said a word.
Today, when he asked again, Gold Cancan had the same reaction. Her eyes were absent-minded as she said, "You don't have to worry about this matter. Curiosity will kill the cat."
With that, Gold Cancan turned around and prepared to go upstairs.
Parshar sighed and said, "Didn't you ask me why I opened the door? I looked out the window and saw Young Master Padt coming back, so I wanted to go out and confirm it. "
"Young Master Padt?" "Are you sure it's Mister Padt?" Gold Cancan turned to Parsia and asked anxiously, "Are you sure it's him? He, he, where did he go? "
"I'm not sure, but three people passed by on the street. One of them looks like Mister Padt, "Parsia recalled." Judging from the direction they're heading, I think they're heading to the manor. "
"Young Master Padt, the manor, it's nighttime!" "Open the door! Stop Mister Padt!" Gold Crunch yelled as he jumped down the stairs and landed on Parchal's shoulder.
"What happened?" Parshar was confused.
Gold Cancan hesitated for a moment. "It's not safe in the manor right now."
…
They stopped about ten meters away from the manor and saw the boundary of the red light. Mortals couldn't see the red light, but Parshar and Angor could clearly sense it.
"Is that our destination? It looks a bit dark. " White Bear was much calmer now that he knew he was about to meet his family.
From what he could see, there were buildings in the Padt Manor, but there was no light. Grue Town behind him, on the other hand, was brighter and brighter.
Angor was sure that when he left, Padt Manor was the brightest place in Grue Town at night. Because of the clan's motto, "The Flame of the Lion's Heart Shall Never Be Extinguished", all the street lamps in the manor were lit up throughout the night. If any of them went out, the servants would immediately go and relight them.
Now that the manor was pitch-black, it was obviously abnormal.
Angor looked at Sunders.
Sunders' expression was calm, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. His deep eyes were looking ahead as if he was staring at a giant monster hiding in the darkness.
"Did you find anything, professor?" Angor asked.
Sunders didn't answer right away. He pressed down on the brim of his hat and looked ahead.
Angor followed his gaze and saw a small tree outside the manor. It was covered in snow and didn't look very eye-catching. However, a gust of wind blew away some of the snow on the tree, revealing its dark trunk.
"A tree burned by fire?" Angor sensed that the tree didn't seem to be a natural fire. He could still sense some residual fire energy on the tree.
Since the elements on the Old Earth were almost non-existent, the fire energy on the tree was more obvious.
"Who would burn a tree here?" Angor wondered.
"No, it's not the tree. Someone fought here."
Sunders' eyes glowed as if he could see the battle that took place not long ago through the thick layer of snow.
Could it be that Thewis could no longer suppress Eureka and had started a fight here? "It's a fight between two apprentices. Both of them are level-3 apprentices," Sunders explained.
Level-3? Angor was a little confused. Why would there be level-3 apprentices here?
As Angor wondered, Sunders suddenly turned around and looked at the path they came from.
Someone was running toward them, panting heavily. It was an old man with a pipe in his hand. His steps were slow, and he was puffing white smoke out of his mouth.
"Wait! Wait! Is that Mister Padt? "Someone called out to him.
The next second, a clear and melodious female voice suddenly said, "Didn't I tell you not to shout? Are you trying to get us all killed? "
A moment later, the newcomer appeared in front of them.
"Parshar, and —" Angor looked at the young man wearing a flowery dress who was standing on Parshar's shoulder. "Is that Goldshine?"
"Why are you two together?" Angor was confused.
"Oh, it's Mister Padt!" Goldshine's eyes lit up with joy. But he quickly realized something and asked, "Mister Padt, are you going back to the manor? Don't go in there now. It's dangerous! "
Angor and Sunders looked at each other. "The manor is dangerous? Do you know anything about it? "
Goldshine nodded. "It's Miss Eureka. About half a month ago, she suddenly lost her mind. That night —"
Goldshine took a deep breath and looked at Angor in fear.
"That night, I saw many servants lying in pools of blood. I heard that even Mister Viscount Leon was almost killed by her. Luckily, Mister Thewis arrived in time and stopped her. "
Angor's expression turned grim when he heard Goldshine's words. When Goldshine mentioned that Leon was also attacked, Angor's expression darkened even further.
"So? How's Leon doing?" Angor quickly asked.
"Mister Viscount Leon is fine. He sent us out of the manor the next day, along with the other servants. Only a small number of people stayed in the manor, including Mister Viscount Leon. " Goldshine quickly explained, "Mister Padt, Mister Viscount Leon left the manor a few days ago. He said that Mister Thewis is protecting him, so he should be safe now."
Should be? Safe for now?
Angor wouldn't allow such vague words to be used. He nodded. "I see. Grandpa Parshar, please take Goldshine back to the manor. "
"Mister Padt, are you still going to go in?" Gold Luminosity asked in panic. Please don't! Mister Viscount Leon said that nighttime is the most dangerous time! "
"Don't worry. I know what to do." Angor smiled at Goldshine and asked Sunders if they should go in right now.
Only then did Gold Shine notice Sunders on the other side. She didn't know who the other people were, but she had seen Sunders before. According to Papaya, Sunders was known as the War God of Southern Wizardry, a super powerful wizard.
Thinking of this, Jin Cancan's suspended heart finally began to calm down.
If Mister Sunders was here, he might be able to solve the problem.
On the other hand, Angor was still waiting for Sunders' explanation. Suddenly, Sunders turned around and looked at the manor.
"She's here."
Angor followed Sunders' gaze and saw a flash of red light coming from deep inside the manor.
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