Chapter 15 The Wind at Night
"Let's go, there is no choice now."
"This is the only way."
After looking at the crying Thomson and returning the lantern to Nassus, Ronald began to make a decision with the merchant. What to do next. Although this house is full of weirdness, entering it is the only option they have left now.
The reason is simple -
because when they came to this open space, the scenery in the distance began to take into account their eyes.
The churning black mist has actually surrounded the entire Black Mountain from all sides. Only a bird with wings can cross the chasm formed by them in the air.
The house in front of him is the only place on the Black Mountain that has not been swallowed up.
It is also the last way out for the three Ronalds.
——Unless someone considers taking the initiative to rush into the black mist as an option.
Immediately, the two of them, not intending to waste time, prepared to walk towards the door of the house.
However, after taking two steps, Ronald looked back at Thomson, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Nessos' comfort just now had some effect, at least Thomson didn't continue to scream. But even after he stopped sobbing, the middle-aged man still lost the courage to stand up and move on.
"Thomson, can you stand up?"
"If you want to stay where you are, it's best to warn us when these black fogs are approaching." "It does
n't matter if you shout loudly or destroy something."
"Anyway, please. "."
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Hearing Ronald speak to Thomson, Nessos on the side immediately gave him a rather complicated look.
There was no coercion or persuasion, but a pleading tone.
The hint of "black mist may come" embedded in the words will definitely be the biggest boost to Thomson to stand up.
Is it the blink of an eye?
Or should I say that it has been less than a minute since I started comforting Thomson.
The 'noble gentleman' in front of me has organized this?
Combined with the keenness of the man who was the first to notice that the camp was extinguished
, he couldn't be a guy who specializes in negotiation or psychological research!
Just for a moment, Nessos' thoughts were racing by.
Behind the two men, Thomson's reaction justified his shock.
Although there was still fear in his eyes, Thomson really stood up!
"I can do it."
Faced with Ronald's questions and suggestions, how could this middle-aged businessman dare to stay where he was and face the black fog that would inevitably hit him alone?
Human nature to stick together for survival drove him to force himself to stand up and follow him staggeringly.
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It was said to be a house, but that was also the result of watching it from a distance.
During this period, there were obstacles caused by darkness and insufficient lighting.
After walking closer, the three of them realized that the house actually occupies a large area.
According to Ronald's experience before traveling, this is a multi-person apartment-level residence, and surrounding the main body of the house, there is a similarly large garden.
This.
This is getting more and more suspicious.
How could such a manor appear outside a small town? It was as outrageous as building a castle in a slum.
From economic and environmental considerations, it is not a building that a remote village that can be called a town can support.
"Thomson, haven't you been here before?"
Ronald approached the middle-aged businessman behind him alertly, and immediately asked in a low voice:
"Three years ago, was there such a wealthy family in the Black Mountains?"
Hearing this question, Thomson's eyes were blank, and he looked at the manor in front of him in confusion.
"Huh?"
He didn't lie before.
Three years ago, he did come to Montenegro.
But that was just a passing moment in my business career.
Who would remember such a trivial thing?
"Tsk -"
Seeing the look in Thomson's eyes, Ronald immediately understood that he could not get more information from him, and decisively gave up putting more pressure on this guy.
Only one thing is clear now.
This place is located in the black mountains and is also a manor in the center of the black mist.
Definitely not simple!
Otherwise, why didn't the black mist slow down earlier or later, but why did it only happen after it surrounded the manor?
It's not like this thing is showing mercy and is ready to let them live, right?
Play it safe –
at times like this, it’s often worth listening to the advice of experienced people.
Ronald's eyes immediately fell on Nassos in front of him.
If I remember correctly, this guy had hinted that he had experienced a similar incident before and was aware
that Ronald was approaching him in two or three steps. Nessos was also very sensitive.
Before Ronald could speak, he whispered with an "I know what you want to do" look on his face:
"Okay, I know what you want to ask."
"But we don't have time to explain slowly here now. "."
"Just look at my face and act accordingly. Believe me, we are grasshoppers on the same rope."
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Ronald looked at Nessos silently.
When giving instructions to himself, the middle-aged man basically did not cast extra eyes on him. He put almost all his energy on the manor in front of him.
That kind of terrifying concentration, as if the black fog behind him no longer mattered.
All I can see is this mansion!
Phew—
suddenly, a sourceless wind blew around the three of them, sending chills down the spines of those who blew it.
If you listen carefully, you can still detect a strange and weird sound, like a broken bellows being torn apart.
——The above are the situations that normal people face.
——Doesn’t apply to Ronald at this moment!
Due to his previous encounters, he can now read any human text he has seen or not seen, and can also communicate without any barriers.
Then, the sound mixed in the wind turned out to be human wailing.
Just in time to be accurately recognized by him!
"Ah——"
"Help me."
"Don't die, I don't want to die!"
"Let me cross the river, Charon!"
"Damn Purgatory, I curse you!"
"."
The wind was filled with all kinds of despair and pain, as if someone was undergoing endless torture, which created this terrible roar. .
Quietly, Ronald looked at the two people around him from the corner of his eye.
Neither Nessus nor Thomson noticed the howling in the wind, and seemed to regard it as a simple chaotic wind sound.
Bang, bang, bang—
just when Ronald was about to continue listening to the wind, Nessos, who was walking at the front, had already arrived at the door of the mansion, holding a lamp in his right hand. He stretched out his left hand and knocked on the single door. superior.
A 'squeak' sound.
Almost as soon as the sound disappeared, the left side of the door opened toward the outside.
The people inside seemed to be well prepared.
A boy who looked young was standing at the door, staring at the black mist in the distance with the same fear on his face.
The child was wearing ordinary white and gray linen clothes, and his appearance looked like that of an ordinary person.
"You guys, come in quickly."
"It's too dangerous outside."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy moved to the left to make way for the three of them to enter the house.
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Under the dark and cloudy night.
Nessus, the leader of the three who held the lantern, nodded and walked into it first.
"Let's go -"
(End of chapter)