At No. 2 Daffodil Street, Klein nodded to Azik, walked quickly to the front of the house, took out the key and opened the door.

Melissa, who had already returned home, heard the sound of the lock turning and hurried from the kitchen to the living room.

Seeing Klein, she spoke with bright eyes:

"I bought some vegetables. I have chicken, potatoes, onions, meat, fish, turnips and peas. I also bought a small jar of honey."

Sister, have you gotten used to the occasional little "luxury"? Klein chuckled and said:

"You have to prepare dinner today. Don't consider my share. I have something to go out for. I may not be back until the early morning. Well, do a favor for Professor Azik, a teacher in the History Department of Khoi University."

As he spoke, he half turned and pointed to the carriage waiting outside the door.

Melissa opened and closed her lips twice, then pursed them and said:

"OK."

Klein said goodbye to his sister, walked out of the gate, and got on the rented carriage hired by Azik. It took him two hours and forty minutes to reach the town of Ramde.

It was nearly nine o'clock and the sky was completely dark, with only the occasional crimson moon and tiny stars that broke through the clouds to illuminate the places where there were no gas street lamps.

After instructing the driver to wait in the town, Klein led Azik on the road to the abandoned castle.

As he walked, he found that Azik was getting faster and faster, so he had to jog to keep up with him. In the end, it was even Azik who was leading the way.

Klein wanted to say something, but when he saw the other person's silent face and tightly pursed lips, he wisely swallowed the words back into his throat.

At this speed, it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in front of the abandoned castle.

Almost turning into ruins, it stretched its body in all directions in the thick darkness, with its spire pointed towards the sky. It looked desolate, wild, gloomy and dim.

Azik gazed at the abandoned ancient castle and slowed down his pace.

He stopped there, his eyes sometimes deep and sometimes blurred, as if he was always wandering between dreams and reality.

Suddenly, he groaned in pain, raised his hand and pinched his forehead, the muscles on his face twisted into a hideous shape.

"Mr. Azik, what's wrong with you?" Klein asked cautiously while activating his spiritual vision.

A quick divination, performed covertly by the manipulation of a coin, on the way back to Daffodil Street in the cab, had predicted that a return to Ramde would be almost harmless.

But he believed that divination was not omnipotent, and he was always on guard against misinterpretation or problems with the organization of the divination sentences. In addition, Instructor Azik was a powerful man with a strong sense of mystery. No one knew what his past was like, and no one knew how he would react once he encountered any stimulation. Caution, vigilance, and worry became Klein's normal emotions.

Azik did not answer immediately. He took two steps forward with a painful expression, loosened the hand that was pinching his forehead, pointed forward, and said in a dreamy tone:

"I have seen this castle in my dreams."

“At that time, it was still intact, with solid outer walls and a tall spire.”

"I remember there was a stable, there was a well, there was a barracks for the soldiers, and there was a field there to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes..."

"I remember there was a training ground there. My child, a boy, was only seven or eight years old, but he liked to run around dragging a broadsword taller than him, saying that he wanted to be a knight in the future..."

"My wife always complains that the castle is too dark. She likes the sunshine and the warm feeling..."

…

Klein, who was examining the other person's aura, felt his scalp tingle, but he was also slightly moved, as if he was experiencing a supernatural story himself.

This ancient castle is indeed related to Mr. Azik... Could he really be the first Baron Ramde, a supernatural being who has lived for 1,300 to 1,400 years? Is he a human or an evil spirit? No, there is no evil spirit running around in the sun and having contact with the Nighthawks... Klein couldn't control his thoughts and let them collide with each other, inspiring more ideas.

At this moment, Azik stopped mumbling and walked into the door.

He walked all the way inside and found the mechanism without Klein's guidance, and opened the secret door leading to the basement.

Holding the cane tightly, Klein lagged behind the other man by two steps, walked down the stairs, and returned to the place where the coffin was placed.

Unlike what I had seen before, the lid of the coffin was closed and the feeling of warmth and purity disappeared.

The coffin was closed... It should have been done by Frye. This is the professional ethics of a "corpse collector"... Klein nodded thoughtfully and used his spiritual vision to watch the emotionally confused Instructor Azik walk to the front of the coffin.

Azik reached out and pushed the lid of the coffin, creating a gap.

He stared at the headless skeleton inside for a long time, and suddenly let out a wail that sounded like sadness and pain.

Azik stepped back with heavy steps. Before Klein could react, he stumbled and fell, sliding down the wall.

He covered his face with his hands and sat there decadently, the surroundings suddenly becoming darker.

Klein took two steps forward and was about to reach out his hand, but then he pulled back and didn't dare to disturb her.

At this moment, his inspiration told him that Mr. Azik was now very scary, so scary that the basement became cold and eerie again.

Klein moved silently and approached the stairs.

He believed in Mr. Azik's character, but was afraid that he might lose control.

He waited for a few minutes in this anxiety, and finally saw Azik put down his hands and slowly stand up.

Mr. Azik seemed to have changed a little... This was the answer my inspiration gave me... But in my spiritual vision, the color of his aura had not changed significantly, and his mood was just as gloomy, lost, and painful as before... Klein made a quick judgment and felt that Mr. Azik had become more profound and more majestic.

"I remember some things, but only a small part." Azik said in an emotionless tone.

Then, he looked around and said:

"I sense here the force that makes your destiny uncoordinated."

"Ah?" Klein was stunned at first, then he asked in surprise, "Can you trace its source?"

In addition to secretly creating coincidences, the mastermind living in the red chimney house also came to Ramde Castle and took away the head of the knight in black full armor?

What exactly does he want to do? What is his real purpose?

"It's been too long, but I want to give it a try." Azik's deep voice seemed to contain a volcano that was about to erupt.

"How to try?" Klein asked curiously.

Azik walked back to the coffin, stared at the bones inside and said:

"He took my child's skull, and I want to find him through the blood connection."

Your child? Mr. Azik, are you sure that the black-armored knight is your child? You are really an old antique... Do you really lose your memory every once in a while? And this is the price of a long life? Klein took a deep breath, feeling as if he was in contact with a mythical creature.

At this moment, Azik stretched out his right hand and cut his index finger with his suddenly sharp thumb nail.

A drop of red blood fell and stained the white bones accurately.

It quickly seeped inside, instantly turning the entire corpse blood red.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Klein suddenly heard a baby crying and felt like someone was staring at him from behind.

He pulled out his revolver suddenly, pointed it backwards, and then turned slowly, but as far as his eyes could see, there was nothing there.

Even the stairs leading to the ground no longer exist!

Wow! Wow~!

The baby's cries entered Klein's ears. He looked towards the coffin again and was shocked to see a series of invisible or distorted faces mixed with black mist rising up, forming a strange door.

squeak!

The illusory door opened, and pale arms stretched out one after another, but in front of Azik, they all evaporated into black mist.

Through the crack in the door, Crane saw a white skull that had been casually discarded under a dark brown tree, rotting into powder in the wind.

Bang!

Countless pale arms were pinched by the suddenly closed door and fell to the ground one after another.

At this moment, Klein heard a long sigh, a sigh from Mr. Azik, a sigh that seemed to penetrate the heavy history.

With this sigh, the black fog suddenly disappeared, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, and everything returned to normal, but it was a lot colder.

Klein gritted his teeth and shivered as he looked into the coffin. He saw the red bones had turned back to white, a crystal white.

“I’m sorry, we couldn’t find him…” Azik said in a low voice, with his back to Klein.

At the same time, he reached out and closed the coffin lid.

"It's normal if you didn't find it. It's a surprise if you found it." Klein comforted the other party.

Anyway, I have been disappointed many times about this matter... he added silently in his heart.

Azik looked at the coffin in front of him again, turned around slowly and said:

"I will continue to investigate and hope to get your help."

"No problem. This is exactly what I want to do." Klein resisted the urge to tell Azik about the Red Chimney right away.

Because it's no use telling him, he can only confirm the target by himself.

However, this also solved a big problem for him, which was how to bring in the Night Watchmen after finding the red chimney house - he didn't believe that he could kill such a mysterious and terrifying mastermind by himself.

And now, he can seek help from Mr. Azik!

Azik opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He just sighed and walked towards the stairs in silence.

After leaving the basement and closing the secret door, the two walked along the road covered with weeds and thorns towards the outside of the abandoned castle without saying a word.

In the thick night, Azik suddenly spoke:

"Once this matter is resolved, I will resign and leave Tingen to pursue my lost past."

"Mr. Azik, do you understand what happened to you?" Klein asked, unable to hide his curiosity.