Indescribable tarot cards - #359 - Chapter 359 The beginning of the final chapter
When Aaron lost his supernatural powers for the first time, on the other side was Leden City in the Kingdom of Algrant.
It had only been a day or two since the discovery that the noble cemetery had been dug up by ghoul cultists. For the Lord of Horace, the noble cemetery could only be regarded as a trivial matter.
Moreover, what happened has happened, and now Horace can’t find a better way, so he simply symbolically sends a few more ordinary people as night watchmen to resume the operation of the noble cemetery.
Of course, many small noble families have noticed something is wrong, and a few more powerful nobles have begun to contact the other small nobles in the city, preparing to unite to question the Sogetos family.
In this matter, they were naturally on the side of truth. No matter how proficient Horace was in speaking, he could not avert the responsibility of the Sogetos family.
When the Noble Cemetery was originally built, although it was built jointly by many minor nobles, its daily repair and maintenance work still fell on the Sogetos family.
This can be regarded as a kind of convention, a way to calm the minds of these young nobles.
But I’m afraid the people who set this rule back then would never have imagined that one day, there would be such a group of crazy ghoul cultists who would not only risk their lives to steal corpses from noble cemeteries, but even take advantage of a special period to completely destroy the whole body. The cemetery was almost turned over.
You know, there have never been such arrogant ghoul cultists since the fall of Leiden City!
If it weren’t for the fact that the things Horace had to deal with at the moment were far more important than the theft of corpses in the noble cemetery, and he had no intention of dealing with it, otherwise, he would definitely have a good fight with these jackal-like nobles.
A lot of things are indeed happening to the Saugetos family right now, but that doesn’t mean that their family will decline like this.
At this time, in the long-forgotten noble cemetery, countless talisman inscriptions slowly appeared in a tomb somewhere.
There was a new night watchman patrolling the cemetery boredly, gaping at the vision in front of him.
According to the above requirements, the night watchmen now have to patrol in shifts.
If the night watchman could be considered a fat job before, now it is just a hard job.
Not only do we need to patrol at night, but we also need to patrol during the day. Sometimes we have to deal with a group of nobles who are so angry that they turn blue in the face.
Those aristocratic gentlemen who were trembling with anger didn’t know how to be particular about anything, and they might even become their punching bags.
Therefore, this person who was pushed out to patrol during the day was even more unlucky among them.
Just now, he walked nearby and seemed to hear a strange noise coming from here.
He was naturally afraid.
Maybe some cultist has left and returned!
But he didn’t dare to escape rashly.
During this period, relevant inspection measures were extremely stringent and even harsh, leaving almost no room for mistakes.
If someone discovered that he noticed something wrong during patrol but did not report it or ran away directly, it would not be as simple as scolding him.
His superior certainly didn’t mind sacrificing his life to teach other Night Watchmen what rules to follow.
Therefore, he could only hold the torch and stick in his hand tightly, and moved over cautiously and cautiously.
I can only comfort myself silently in my heart.
You have to take a look first, just one look.
Maybe it’s a little mouse or something.
If something is really wrong, run away immediately without looking back and inform others.
Of course, as an ordinary person, he has never been exposed to extraordinary aura.
This meant that by the time he saw the tomb with the talisman and inscription flashing, it was already too late.
The instinct to survive urged him to leave.
But his calves refused to obey, trembling slightly, and he couldn’t move.
Although the inexplicable flickering pattern was unremarkable, it had an inexplicable attraction that attracted his eyes.
He looked horrified at first, but then his expression became dull and dull, then became peaceful and peaceful, and finally he even smiled, as if he had gained some kind of satisfaction.
Pong.
The wooden stick and torch in his hand for self-defense fell to the ground.
He didn’t pick it up, just stared blankly.
He was the only living person in the huge cemetery.
The rest of the night watchmen had already fallen on the bed and slept soundly, or they had gone somewhere to play, eat or drink.
No one can save him.
After another moment, the talisman and inscription in the tomb were quietly extinguished.
Everything seemed to have returned to calm, and no one could see anything strange about this tomb.
However, the smiling night watchman silently put away his smile.
He lowered his head, briefly glanced at the clothes on his body, closed his eyes and felt it again, digesting the poor man’s memory completely in a short period of time, and then calmly opened his eyes.
Calm, calm and indifferent.
Such a look was definitely not possessed by the night watchman.
It was a look that looked down from above, almost looking down on all living beings.
In other words, the current night watchman is no longer him.
He was taken away from his body.
“Well, just average.” The night watchman raised his head, looked at the sky, and seemed to be sensing something from afar, and finally uttered these two words coldly.
I don’t know whether he is evaluating the body he chose, or whether he is judging something else.
“I just didn’t expect it to come so quickly… It seems that not long has passed, Tu Antiwan…”
Eventually, the murmurs of the night watchman died away.
Well, to be precise, his name at this time is Rick, a member of the Albert family and Aaron’s cheap dad.
“The plan seems to be much smoother than I imagined. His plan back then was considered a success. Now, it is almost coming to an end…
In that case, it will have to be adjusted again.
Who intervened?
The Hanging Sword should always be staring at Tuantiwan…”
With that said, Rick adjusted his clothes a little and slowly left the cemetery.
Halfway through, he thought again, turned back, and picked up the torches and sticks lying on the ground.
He didn’t see any movement, and a crimson flame climbed onto the two things silently.
But within a few seconds, the violent and silent flames turned it into ashes that dispersed in the wind.
Rick waved his hand casually, and the strong wind that came from nowhere completely blew the warm ashes to all directions and even further away.
A few ashes falling to the ground won’t attract anyone’s attention at all.
Now, the traces of his visit have been completely cleared.
Even if someone discovers the disappearance of the possessed Night Watchman, that will happen later.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if someone discovers it, it won’t affect the plan.
This is just a habit of Rick’s.
He was going to find Aaron.
Well, to be precise, it’s another self.