Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 493

[Chapter 491 The Weird Mansion]

Duncan stood at the top of the tall spiral staircase, overlooking and scanning this ancient and magnificent mansion, and reconfirmed his judgment: this mysterious mansion is the same as the former Frost Queen Leh Nora The sleeping room is almost exactly the same in style!

With a thought in his heart, he immediately turned his head and looked at the other direction at the top of the spiral staircase.

There is a deep corridor on the second floor. On the walls on both sides are weird oil paintings whose details cannot be seen clearly. Between the paintings are dark iron candlesticks like thorns. In the deepest part of the cave, between the hazy and dim shadows, there seems to be a faint door.

Is that the room of the owner of the mansion?

Duncan immediately stepped forward and walked quickly towards the depths of the dark corridor. The old wooden floorboards creaked monotonously under his feet, and the pale candlesticks on both sides of the corridor seemed to be disturbed by the breeze he brought. Shaking irregularly, the originally eerie corridor suddenly flickered, making it look more and more hazy.

Duncan stopped at the end of the corridor, frowning tightly, looking at the darkness in front of him.

There is no door here—the door that appeared in the shadows before seemed to be just a fleeting illusion, and there was only a corridor that ended abruptly in front of him, where the floor, walls and roof of the corridor were broken and broken, And on the opposite side of that fracture, there is only a hollow and terrifying dark space.

Duncan cautiously came to the edge of the fragmented floor, poked his head out for a look, then turned his head to look around the fault zone.

Outside was an endless empty space, and the corridor under his feet was floating abruptly and alone in the helpless mid-air. There was no other part of the mansion in sight, let alone the rooms and gates that should theoretically be at the end of the corridor.

Duncan stepped back and looked at the empty place silently.

There was supposed to be something here, there was a room, there was a door, but now it disappeared, as if it had been “torn” from the mansion, disappearing into the nothingness.

Suddenly, a rustling sound sounded from nearby, interrupting Duncan’s meditation.

He suddenly looked in the direction of the sound.

A headless figure in a black coat was standing by the wall not far away, bending over and carefully cleaning a marble decorative table.

Duncan thought briefly, then walked towards the headless figure.

The headless figure didn’t run away like the previous figures, but slowly straightened up. When Duncan approached, he even bent slightly, just like a well-trained butler, Show decent posture.

It’s just that the bare structure above his shoulders only makes this polite posture look more creepy and terrifying.

“Guest, who are you looking for?” A hollow and muffled voice sounded from the chest of the headless body, sounding polite.

A strange feeling emerged in his heart, but after all, Duncan had dealt with a lot of evil things in this world, so he quickly ignored the strangeness, and talked with the headless body in front of him calmly: “The end of the corridor Why is the room missing?”

“It left,” the headless body replied, “it left a long time ago.”

Duncan frowned, and then asked, “What about the people in the room? Should there be people in the room?”

“The hostess of the room also left, with the room—a long, long time ago.” The headless body replied.

“A long, long time ago?” Duncan couldn’t restrain the disobedience in his heart, “Didn’t you just leave?” “

Yes, guest, just left, it was a long, long time ago,” the headless body replied politely, “Here, Everything that has happened happened a long, long time ago—the next thing, a long, long time to come.”

The words spoken by this headless body were strange and difficult to understand, but Duncan couldn’t help but be drawn to many guesses by these strange and obscure words in his heart – discontinuity of time? Fault? The mansion is in some sort of time gap?

Duncan suddenly thought of the brass key. He came to this eerie mansion after turning the key, and the brass key came from a sane final missionary—a time-discontinuous group .

Brass key?

Duncan’s heart moved, and he suddenly felt something, and immediately looked at his hand – the cold touch seemed to have been delayed for a long time, and it suddenly spread into his palm at this moment, and a brass key lay there quietly.

And when he saw the brass key, the headless body standing opposite seemed to notice something suddenly, the body shook, and a dull voice came from its chest: “Ah, so you are holding the key.” Your honored guest—forgive me for my neglect, are you here to look for the mistress?”

“Miss?” Duncan was puzzled, “Didn’t you just say that the mistress had left with the room? And she left a long, long time ago of…”

“There are two hostesses,” the headless body said slowly, patiently answering guests’ questions like a butler, “one is the hostess of the room, she never leaves the room, and now she The other one is the hostess of the mansion—she never enters the mansion.” The

words of the headless body became more and more strange, and Duncan was confused by it, but he still quickly guessed which one “The mistress who never leaves the room” should refer to the Frost Queen Leh Nora, and then had a vague guess about another “mistress”.

“What’s the name of the other mistress?” He stared at the headless body in front of him and asked.

“This is Alice’s mansion,” the headless body quickly replied, “The hostess’ name is, of course, Alice.”

Duncan lowered his eyelids calmly, controlling the subtle changes in his eyes.

Everything was expected—I entered the mansion after turning the keyhole on Alice’s back, so how could this weird mansion have nothing to do with “Alice”?

The name of this mansion is called “Alice’s Mansion”. Alice is the mistress of this mansion, and Ray Nora is only the mistress of that room – the latter never steps out of her room , so rather than being a “hostess”, it sounds more like a special prisoner, and this is also in line with the information revealed by Ray Nora: she is to control the “ancient”

in the deep sea. The “God Replica” was bound in the “drifting place”.

Now, thanks to the “help” of a Warp shadow, this particular prisoner escaped with her cage.

The “warden” of this prison is hovering outside the prison?

Alice’s innocent and happy smiling face involuntarily appeared in Duncan’s mind, and he couldn’t connect that silly doll with the identity of “the mistress of Alice’s mansion” or “the warden of the drifting land”.

So he quickly controlled the wild thoughts in his mind, and while finishing his expression, he raised his eyes to look at the headless body in front of him: “Why doesn’t the mistress of the mansion ever enter the mansion?” “

She takes a nap in the garden,” said the headless body She replied, “She has rested for a long time, but it is not time to return to the mansion.”

Taking a nap in the garden?

Thoughts swirled in Duncan’s mind, but he kept his expression calm: “Can I go and see the ‘mistress’?” “

Of course,” said the headless body immediately. Although there was no head, Duncan felt that the other party seemed to be A “look” was falling on the brass key, “You are the guest holding the key, you can open any door of this mansion – of course including the door leading to the garden. Please follow me Come, I’ll take you to the garden.”

Duncan nodded and said “Yes”, then followed behind the headless body and walked towards the spiral staircase connecting the first and second floors of the mansion.

And on the way to the garden, he tried to chat with the other party with the idea of collecting as much information as possible: “What is your identity here?” “I am the housekeeper here, a guest,” said the headless body that claimed to be the housekeeper

. “Ordinary servants and maids don’t dare to approach you, so I’m here.”

“Are there many servants and maids here?” Duncan remembered the whispers he heard in the hall and the phantoms he saw by chance, “Listen Going up here is quite lively on weekdays?”

“It drifts to accept drifters, and all the souls who stray here, and here, everyone has no home to go-so it is at least a good shelter.” “

You What’s your name?” Duncan asked again.

“I don’t have a name, guest, you can just call me the butler,” said the headless butler. “Most of the servants and maids here don’t have names, and those who have names will gradually lose them—those who lose their homes will eventually lose themselves. This is our destiny, and I was the first to come here, my name was lost a long time ago.” “The

lost…” Duncan suddenly stopped in his tracks, subconsciously repeating the word .

“Guest?” The headless butler also stopped, turning his head to “look” at Duncan curiously.

“It’s okay, I’m just a little distracted.” Duncan reacted quickly, shaking his head and said.

But just when he was about to step out again, an oil painting on a nearby wall suddenly caught his attention.

(end of this chapter)