"Esch?" he shouted, "is it you?"

The stairs are usually old but very strong when they come. Uriel picked a candle and climbed the steps. The fire illuminated the distance of about three yards in front of him, revealing the mottled traces of the wooden ladder.

It was impossible for someone to climb up one step ahead of me. The apprentice concluded that I did not notice footsteps here. It was not that he was confident in hearing, but that for a broken, old wooden ladder, it was simply unimaginable to remain silent when someone passed by.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Footsteps. Uriel is not deaf, and insects and rats can't escape perception even if they crawl, let alone such rapid and powerful, terrifying heavy steps. At this moment, everything is silent, and this may only be the sound made by the ghost.

I'll catch you, he thought, and then figure out all the secrets.

He stepped up the stairs lightly. Uriel had no knowledge of ghosts as Dra Sinsenado. He once thought that this was a dead soul transformed from the soul of a mortal after death, able to penetrate matter freely and hide his whereabouts. The last time the apprentice saw ghosts was in Four Leaf City, they were not smart at all.

But Ms. Ech is definitely not an ordinary ghost, even if she was just a mortal during her lifetime.

This is all due to Dela Sensena. Miss Psychic's mysterious path has been around for at least two years. In the year of the lamp, she wanted to change to a witch, but the whereabouts of the selected mentor Magdalena was unknown, so she had to continue to study her soul. Now, the Highland Witch was assassinated by the demon, and the news has spread throughout the seven fulcrums. Dela's plan was completely shattered and she had to deal with the ghost. If she had a way to change some of the characteristics of the ghost, Ulier would not be surprised at all.

At the end of the stairs is a room without doors, with no chandeliers or candles inside, and only a round glass skylight. The moonlight shines through the stretched skeleton and casts on the thick carpet with a musty smell.

Apart from that, there was nothing in the room. Uriel stopped to look at it, a little surprised by the emptiness. He rarely saw the vacant attic, and in Four Leaf City, people like to pile up debris here.

"Is anyone?" the apprentice shouted hopelessly, "or ghost? Hey?"

The mansion quietly listened to his echo. The air was filled with the strange smell of moisture and decay, and the smoke of burning candles. Somehow, there were very few mosquitoes here, most of the walls were well preserved, and only cracks were visible in the corners.

The apprentice searched carefully and found no abnormalities. Maybe it was just a prank. The ghost that screamed was completely missing. It seemed that it either existed only in imagination or was very wise and knew the consequences of scaring people. "Please come out."

He continued to wait for a while, but nothing happened. Outside the skylight, stars and the broken moon were moving, making the waiting more meaningless. Compared with the simple adventure, the waiting moment was even more difficult: the Silence School chased like a wild dog, and Uriel himself was in a slump. In the end, he finally lost his patience.

"I'm leaving, hey?" Uriel pulled out the card that determined his fate. "Is anyone?"

The apprentice sighed. "If you don't come out again, don't talk about me, this house will not be preserved." Shania is not a fool. After the school battle, she will never be deceived into a narrow space and have a fair fight with the apprentice... If it were me, I would have used witchcraft to tear the buildings apart. "The gods are above, I'm telling the truth. Is anyone?"

No one responded. Maybe his truth didn't impress the other party, maybe it had already escaped. Even Esch, he didn't know whether she would respond. Since Dera revealed that she was the villain in the story of "Locksmith Luge", she ran away angrily. In any case, Uriel had no time to chase. He leaned against the railing and sat down and tore off the card.

"Sacrificial Word Arouses" gives a spell of witchcraft, but obviously, this is an empty realm magic that the apprentice cannot use smoothly. The power of destiny breaks free from the bondage of witchcraft, and gradually merges into the atmosphere, becoming a hidden factor that cannot be perceived by the fire.

But at this moment, Ulier suddenly found a little fluorescence in the corner of the room. This was not the light that could be observed by the naked eye, but the bright little star dots in the tactile field of fire. It shines in the cracks at the corner of the wall.

The power of fate. He immediately recognized the essence of "fluorescence". After the witchcraft was removed, some of the mystery did not disappear, but gathered abnormally and attached to a gap. What?

Uriel thought he had seized the clue. The magic caused a mysterious light and quickly investigated the entire wall. However, disappointingly, there was no imagined mechanism inside. The apprentice was reluctant to explore the depths and had to use one hand to dust. He began to consider prying the floor along the gap or scraping the surface of the wood.

The wrong attempt. Ulier could only watch the fluorescence dimming and could do nothing.

What should be the reason here? The apprentice stared at the light intently and rubbed his joints with his fingers. In the final analysis, why did something change happen here? He picked up the wreckage of the card.

Ulier is not the first person to find strange things in the mansion. In fact, another witch specially spent the night here. She has extremely distinct commonalities with the owner of this card, His Excellency Helen. Now, the answer is obvious.

"You are not living for death..." Uriel recited the spell as slowly as possible. He wanted to let the power of fate appear here, but avoid casting the magic completely to avoid overdrawing the fire.

Even so, he still didn't think about it carefully. The remaining magic quickly came to the bottom, and the exhausted feeling of fatigue surged into his heart. Uriel was about to look up and observe, but the wound behind him was severely painful. I should deal with the wound first.

Fortunately, the mystery successfully came, and his fire sensed a wonderful, invisible binding force. In a vague way, the apprentice saw countless rune strings passing through the attic, which lingered like morning smoke.

As he watched nervously, the witchcraft on the edge broke away from the subject and rushed into the gap.

Very well, as expected, harp witchcraft really works. Uriel stared at it without blinking to avoid missing any changes. Dera's guess is correct, Magdalena came here before her lifetime, which means she could also discover clues with witchcraft.

"What did you find?" the apprentice said to himself, "A piece of fragment?"

What shines is a piece of repair brick as big as a palm. Uriel carefully removed it and took it to the moonlight to look at it. The moment he touched the natural light, he noticed the sudden loss of magic power.

"Shortcuts to Know" quickly dissipated and the power of witchcraft was consumed. But the gravel still had an extraordinary sense of existence, which made Ulier feel very familiar. The sacred and pure magic is full of temptation and danger, like the division between life and death...

"Broken Moon." He remembered.

According to legend, the Harp Witch and the White Moon Witch and the Ice Land Witch have a common source of inheritance. No wonder Magdalena and Helen's witchcraft were noticed, and Uriel suddenly realized it. Even though they had excellent skills and a wonderful realm, they probably didn't need to put clues in their hands like apprentices, so they left the stones.

Ulier did not have the means of a harp witch, but fortunately he was born in Chloita and learned simple relevant knowledge. "Silver Cross" Lord Osvid Sidney, who personally taught the apprentice astrology and taught him how to use object divination. Ulier was very grateful for his seriousness. Unexpectedly, I still had a day to solve puzzles by relying on astrology.

After the fire broke out, the stone melted in the flames, and the light emitted was like another candle. But compared to the feeling of the fire, this light was nothing. Uriel "sees" a spark rushing into the air, spewing out half a person high, which is the strange magic contained in the stone gradually causing mysterious phenomena.

"The things, things, and human aspects all have trajectories." The "Silver Cross" told him, "and these trajectories can all be manifested by the trajectory of the star. Yes, strictly speaking, there is no specific law in the movement of the starry sky above our heads. They have different changes from time to time... In fact, the rotation of stars depends on the development of the world, that is, the fate of order."

He reached out to touch, the flames had only color but no temperature, as Mr. Osvid taught him, because the stone did not really burn. What astrology ignited was its past trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, the particles pulled from the harp witchcraft were also thrown into the flames.

A wonderful and shocking scene, Uriel looked at the illusory bonfire and thought. "The phenomenon of fire and light is not exclusive to the divine light council." This is the record in the textbook. "The reason we use it to show our destiny is because it has no shape...continuous changes are undoubtedly a good carrier for presenting prophecy... Similar to it, there are natural winds, ripples and clouds... etc., but the most in-depth research of Chloita is still the trajectory of the star... because it is very uncomfortable to interfere, and the results obtained are accurate and reliable. But is the uninterrupted astrology the best? Here we give a counterexample: prophecy dream."

The memory of the following text is no longer verified. As a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Uriel does not need to understand astrology too much. He is waiting for his own attempt to give the result. In fact, this attempt itself proves something. For example, Magdalena's departure is indeed related to the mansion.

Her experience is worthy of reflection. The flames are burning, and suddenly a thud is blew up somewhere downstairs, awakening Uriel. He stood up and looked behind him vigilantly. Am I successful? Or is the Cross Knight coming to the door?

Let's see a conclusion. He thought to himself, just as he was about to see, a scream suddenly rang in his ear: "Corn!" The apprentice staggered, but the other party shouted again: "Stop it! Oh my God."

Uriel calmed himself down. "Esch?" was the voice of the ghost woman. It was really her trick. "Where are you?" He called and suddenly saw a strange man crawling into the gate.

The apprentice was surprised. A local person who mistakenly entered the game? Or a desperate homeless man? No matter what, this person's appearance was really unexpected. I remember that I locked the door.

At this moment, the man raised his head and showed a completely unfamiliar, nervous face. Uriel looked at him, and no one had time to hide himself. They stared at each other until the man lowered his head.

He didn't see me, and Uriel realized that the stairs were too dark, and maybe mortals could not see the mysterious light. So, did this person break in by mistake?

The moment he thought, the man had already run into the room. When he appeared again, he had an extra hammer in his hand.

It was just a study room. Uriel frowned. "This gentleman." He spoke, "May I ask..."

The man turned a deaf ear and walked out of the door.

Uriel's second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. He opened his eyes wide and found that the other party was directly penetrated the door panel. It was so clever. Now we don't need to wonder where the hammer comes from.

He rushed down the stairs to chase the man who picked up the hammer, but there was no one on the street. This once again confirmed his opinion: mortals could not have such speed. The apprentice turned around and broke into the study. There was nothing that was contrary to his impression, but when he got out of the dusty study, Uriel found new handwriting on the loom at the end of the corridor.

『Did you hear it?

A character is sewn with silk thread, with bright colors and smooth touch. It is by no means the handwriting of a brown elf. In fact, the whole loom is full of new looks, unlike real things.

Uriel read the sentence and felt a chill rising from the bottom of his feet. It was not like the intuitive threat brought by the law wizard Shania, but it was even darker, like the sound of footsteps coming from behind in the middle of the night.

The apprentice gasped in a hurry. Something was about to happen, he thought, or, it had happened a long time ago...

"Did you see it?"

A whisper came from behind.

Uriel turned around suddenly, waved his arm, and the blade swept past behind him with a bright glow. Esch looked down and his body, which was cut off in the waist, was slowly bonding. She grinned exaggeratedly.

"Madam." He recognized her, "You scared me. Sorry."

"No. This is nothing, I died even worse than this. In the story, my body was chopped into pieces by the killer, and when the sheriff discovered it, they were scattered on the floor of the hall."

Uriel's throat was dry and he didn't want to discuss her death. "You said you saw it?"

"Corn." Ms. Ghost told him, "You saw my husband, right?"

"I did see a man. He is also a ghost? Your husband?"

"No one else."

"Don't be so sure." I've never seen him, Uriel thought to myself, I'm not the locksmith Luge. "What's the situation? I mean..."

"He came back here and found me." She pointed to the top of her head.

"Are you summoned by Sensena?" Ulier understood.

"I don't know. Cohen... unlike me, he was very kind to the girl, and they seemed to have become familiar with it earlier." Esch hesitated for a moment, "It seems that someone had come here before her and summoned Cohen with some mysterious power. Later, the Knight of Silver Song—oh, Paladin—was searching in the mansion, and he had to leave the house first and hide outside."

There is something like this? Uriel raised his eyebrows and felt that it was probably Magdalena. Dela said that her secret instrument had not succeeded before awakening Ech. This is not a lie. "Did your husband just come back, ma'am?"

"I didn't see him, at least not just now, so I asked you. Cohen's return is after you left."

Three days ago? "I saw a man grab a hammer from the study and went out." Uriel glanced at the loom while speaking, and the line was gone, and what was left on it was "Letter to Darash". He withdrew his gaze. "What do you think about this?"

"What do you think?" the ghost frowned, "Cohen? No. I don't know, in fact, I didn't see him coming home. He always stayed at night before his death." She pulled her mouth in annoyance. "At that time we had many enemies to worry about."

In the story of Locksmith Luge, Luge is the protagonist, so the writer's narrative has a clear tendency. But after listening to the details of the words of this "supporting character", Uriel began to believe in the author's fairness. Judging from experience, it is unlikely that ordinary people will make enemies everywhere, and Ech did not deny that her husband was trying to seize other people's ancestral homes.

"I can imagine." I am also in a situation where everyone is shouting and beating, and we are sympathetic. "I heard you screaming before, what happened?"

"Scream?" Esch repeated suspiciously.

"I'm telling Cohen. You want him to stop."

The ghost stared at him. "It's really wrong with you, boy. I dare say something happened to you." She waved her hand, "Yes, I will tell you the truth. I've just been praying in the garden, and you've been running up and down, making noises, and I have to come back and forth."

Ulier nodded thinking.

"As for Cohen, this guy didn't show up in front of me, but you said he had been back? I'm his wife, and I'll know as soon as he got home. Do you understand? I had this ability before I was alive, and death was no exception."

"Maybe I'm hallucinating," he said. "Your husband is a businessman?" Uriel asked instead.

"It's not a repairman, carpenter or other profession with hammers." The ghost mocked.

"Of course, ordinary people also have relevant tools. There is nothing strange about it."

Esch stared at him unhappily.

"What about the stonemason?" Uriel spread his palms and showed the strange stones still burning. "Does your husband's business have anything to do with the stonemason?"

Ms. Ghost was very angry: "I've had enough! Could it be that you can't understand me? You are the same as that woman, both..."

Her voice disappeared.
To be continued...