Seviras County is located in the western part of the Ruen Kingdom, facing the Intis Republic across the Honachis Mountains. In
Many people choose to settle on this street for peace of mind, and Lafft Pond was one of them.
In a street-facing house with the number 29, this baronet, wearing a flannel nightgown, stood in the warm living room, beside the closed window, gazing at the Seviras field diagonally across.
He was just over forty, but his temples were already grey, with puffy eye bags and obvious wrinkles, and he seemed to emanate the smell of alcohol all the time.
On the floor behind Lafft, some torn female underwear was scattered, and opposite it was a burning fireplace.
The baronet raised his glass, drank the remaining liquid in one gulp, and then slowly walked towards the door, intending to go to the bedroom to sleep.
Because there was no pipe attached to the fireplace to transmit heat, as soon as he left the living room, he felt the bone-chilling cold of late autumn.
"Damn it!" Lafft Pond cursed under his breath, staggering to the bedroom door and turning the handle.
Inside the bedroom was pitch dark, only a faint crimson glow seeping in.
Lafft was about to close the door and throw himself onto the bed when his gaze suddenly froze.
On the chair by the curtain, someone was sitting quietly!
The figure was wearing gray-blue clothes and trousers, with a dark peaked cap on its head, completely hidden in the shadows.
Sensing Pond's baronet's gaze, the figure slowly raised its head and looked over.
His face was smeared with red, yellow, white, and other colors of paint, just like the most clownish clown!
Lafft was about to shout and turn to flee, but he saw a revolver aimed at himself and heard two low, hoarse words: "I suggest you don't do anything unwise."
"If you cooperate well, I won't harm you or take your belongings, if you still have any."
Lafft Pond's expression changed a few times, and he very obediently closed the bedroom door, then half-raised his hands and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You, what do you want me to do?" he burped, shaking slightly as he reminded, "Across the street is the Seviras field!"
"I know, but I think I am closer to you than the Seviras field is." Klein, in his clown disguise, changed his voice and tone to warn, "And my purpose is just to ask you some questions."
——Before coming to Seviras Street, he had divined whether this trip was dangerous in that mysterious space above the gray fog, and had obtained a very safe answer.
"Questions?" Lafft's lips moved a few times, and he smiled bitterly, "Here we go again... Will I never escape this nightmare?"
"Have many people come to ask?" Klein followed up.
"No, it's not just asking! After my cousin, the respected old viscount, passed away, too many things have happened around me. The kind butler suddenly resigned for no reason and disappeared, and the servants and maids were replaced one after another without warning, becoming unfamiliar and cold. They were searching for something, yes, searching for something. I was less than 10 years old then, I could only watch, not daring to tell anyone, afraid that I would never wake up!" Lafft replied quite brokenly.
Searching for something? Are they searching for that underground structure, or the treasure of the Pond family, such as the extraordinary characteristics and magical items buried near the evil spirit? The royal family and the church should not be unaware; the high-ups must know the law of extraordinary characteristics and conservation! Since the Pond family has fallen, similar things should have been taken back? Unless the old viscount paid a great price to additionally purchase extraordinary characteristics and magical items of the same sequence to cover up the matter of the underground structure... Klein listened calmly, generating many guesses.
He appeared relaxed, but was ready to act at any moment as he asked: "How long did this kind of life last?"
"I don't know, I don't know. Surrounded by unfamiliar faces, how can I confirm that the remaining ones are not accomplices? Heh, I pretended not to notice anything, trembling through a few years, and then under their influence, I took to drinking, women, gambling, smoking marijuana, doing all sorts of things to make myself look like a waste!" Lafft Pond laughed somewhat neurotically. "They finally felt relieved, stopped watching me, and after I even sold that house, they, whew, left, I don't know where they went. No, they must still be watching me secretly, not letting me call the police, yes, not letting me call the police!"
This guy has some mental illness... I don't know if he is telling the truth. The changes in his emotional colors are very logical, but what if he just feels guilty about the old viscount and has imagined this scene as an excuse for his degeneration, then through self-suggestion, completely believed it... As a qualified keyboard warrior who knows a thing or two, Klein had seen similar cases in his past life.
He thought for two seconds and said: "What did these people ask you?"
"They asked me how the old viscount's two children actually died, and what abnormal behavior the old viscount showed in those years. I was less than 10 years old then, I simply didn't know anything!" Lafft waved his arms, unable to suppress his voice as he roared.
"Calm down, please calm down." Klein pressed down with his left hand and shifted to asking other things, trying to confirm from multiple angles whether the Pond baronet knew about that underground structure.
Through the questions and answers, time passed quickly, and Klein said in a hoarse voice: "You really seem to know nothing."
"I'm sorry for disturbing you. I should take my leave."
He stood up, bowed slightly, and performed a salute, appearing very cultured.