Chapter 1257

"The second clue, the demon is related to stone."

Hattie Osenfort nodded, and after the maid left, she said softly:

"The amulet hanging on your waist is very beautiful."

"Is it?"

Xia De took off the unicorn amulet and handed it to the other party. He didn't expect Hattie Osenfort to take it directly, without any performance of being harmed.

"This was given to me by a beautiful female fortune teller when I was fortune-telling at the Prophet Association a few days ago."

He said the excuse he had thought of long ago:

"I clearly wanted to fortune-tell about love, but she said I would have bad luck recently, so she gave me the amulet she carried with her and made an appointment to have dinner with me tomorrow."

Mrs. Osenfort looked at the face of the handsome young man in front of her, nodded, returned the amulet, and then suggested:

"Mr. Watson, my husband will be back in a while. Are you interested in going for a stroll in the back garden with me?"

This was a quite strange suggestion. Xia De had never heard that when visiting someone else's house, the other person's wife would accompany the guest for a stroll in the garden. But this sentence was definitely not the kind of invitation with peach-colored implications, because Hattie Osenfort's tone was still as indifferent as ever.

Xia De guessed that she probably wanted to say something to him, but he didn't agree immediately:

"That seems a bit inappropriate."

The woman wearing the veil shook her head slightly. "I will answer some of your questions."

She stood up directly, so Xia De also put down the teacup he hadn't drunk and stood up.

When pushing the door, the maid wearing the old-era maid skirt was still standing outside. She asked softly:

"Madam, where would you like to go?" "I want to invite Mr. Watson to be my model so I can paint a portrait."

The noblewoman said, and the maid nodded:

"Then I will go prepare the painting tools."

As she spoke, she walked toward the other direction of the corridor, while Hattie Osenfort led Xia De to the first floor. She didn't immediately take Xia De out of this gloomy mansion, but stopped at the foyer.

The so-called "foyer" of such a manor mansion was quite large, with chairs for guests to sit on while waiting and decorative armor by the wall, and antique carpets laid on the ground.

Hattie Osenfort turned to look at the giant portrait oil painting hanging on the wall directly opposite the door:

"Do you know who this is?"

The oil painting was of an old man with white hair, wearing an old-style Southern Army uniform:

"Frey Osenfort?"

Xia De guessed. That "Kasenrik Third-Class Combat Hero Medal" belonged to him. As for whether blurting out this name would make the noblewoman suspicious, that was exactly what Xia De wanted to do.

The woman said softly:

"This is not the most famous ancestor of the Osenfort family, but it is the ancestor my husband admires the most."

"Because he fought for everything he had through battles on the battlefield and killing enemies!"

Xia De asked, and the woman nodded slightly, taking Xia De into the courtyard.

It was indeed snowing outside, but the snowflakes were not large and did not affect travel. The old butler also appeared when the two left the mansion, but after learning the manor hostess's idea, he also left.

Along the small path on the side of the manor courtyard, Hattie Osenfort led Xia De around to the back of the building. This was also the first time Xia De had come here.

The back of the manor courtyard was not much different from what he had imagined. The seemingly abandoned garden had traces of being organized, the evergreen shrubs were well-tended, the small pavilion was located in the center of the walkway, and he even saw the tool room and stable in the corner of the courtyard, and saw the locked fence door in the backyard. The fence door in the backyard led to the deeper forest area of Randall Valley Creek, where there was a small path.

It was still winter at this time. Although it was the end of winter, the garden was still covered by snow. No flowers could be seen, only evergreen shrubs dotted in the silver-white. Everything was quiet, and the woman in the black long dress walked quietly in the drifting snow, which had a kind of beauty with death.

Xia De knew that his thoughts at this moment were very impolite, but looking at Hattie Osenfort at this time, it was like looking at a noblewoman attending her husband's funeral.

Just as he was thinking, the woman walking in front stopped abruptly. There was no unique scenery around, only an empty dog house under the bare tree, and a shovel stuck in the snow not far away. Further ahead was the pavilion located in the center of the back garden. Xia De saw a few empty brown flower pots placed in the pavilion.

The woman turned around, her eyes behind the black veil looking at him, her soft voice with a slight accent still as calm as ever:

"You are a Ringed Shushi, right?"

This was actually a declarative sentence, not a question. Xia De shook his head slightly:

"Sorry, what?"

"Normal people cannot beat him. Even if it is a Ringed Shushi, only those who carry a special destiny can possibly beat him."

The woman said. She seemed not to care about Xia De's opinion at all:

"Do not collect those three items for him. The ring is in his hands, I think you have already obtained the medal."

Xia De took a small step back. Standing in the snow did not make him feel any cold; the God of Winter was blessing him:

"Madam, I need to remind you that I returned that ring to you. It was you who let the ring return to Mr. Stone Osenfort's hands."

He had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"I actually hate people like Stone Osenfort, but he gave a high enough reward."

He stretched out a finger:

"Everyone has desires, and my desires are especially large."

"Desire will make people fall into the abyss."

"The world itself is the abyss."

Xia De stared at the other party, but felt as if he were staring at a walking corpse:

"I don't know what you and your husband are doing, but I know that your husband gave me a high enough reward. If you want to persuade me to give up, you must also give a corresponding reward. By the way, the reward he gave is 【Origin·Earth】, I don't know if you know this, this is the original Luo De card. No one, yes, no one can refuse this."

The Outlander was not a profit-seeking person, but he needed to establish his character setting at this moment:

"Or, you want to tell me what happened to Osenfort."

He never admitted his identity as a Ringed Shushi from beginning to end, and Hattie Osenfort did not ask.

She made her request:

"I want to entrust you to defeat him, defeat my husband, Stone Osenfort."

"I have already defeated him, three times."

"Defeat him truly, let his business fail, let his ambition collapse, and finally in this manor, stab the sword into his chest. But you cannot kill him, he can be resurrected forever, so you must defeat him in the game he finally proposes."

"Resurrection is truly remarkable."

Xia De curled his lips:

"Why should I agree to you?"

"Because you have the most noble soul."

This answer was truly unexpected. Xia De looked at the woman inquiringly, but the latter did not explain:

"Please push aside the snow layer and take a look."

Xia De looked down. The snow layer by his feet automatically pushed aside to the side, revealing the soil. It was just that after the soil was scraped away by the spell 【Move Object】, he saw the broken stones in the soil:

"Is there anything worth noting?"

"My husband has many enemies. He will turn his enemies into stones, then bring them back here, and hammer them to pieces himself. Those souls are therefore permanently trapped in this land."

This sounded indeed like Stone Osenfort's style:

"Do you think that if I heard such a story, I would righteously express that I want to eradicate evil?"

The woman wearing the black veil shook her head. Xia De could see her indifferent

eyes directly:

"You know him, which means you were chosen by him. If you have already noticed his abnormality, then you should understand that you also need help. The eyes of the evil spirit are also staring at you."

This was indeed the truth. According to the doctor, when Xia De defeated Stone Osenfort at Luo De cards for the first time, the demon behind him had already cast its gaze on him.

"I won't help you for nothing, what can you give me?"

Xia De actually didn't care what the other party gave him. Even if the woman just took out any piece of jewelry on her body, he would agree.

But unexpectedly again, Hattie Osenfort grabbed his right hand and pressed it against her own left chest.

The astonished Xia De first felt not the touch, but the warm heat. "The reward is my soul." "Sorry, what do I want your soul for?" He asked back, breaking free from the other party's hand, but did not dwell on this question. His purpose had already been achieved:

"I agree to take on your entrustment, but not for any soul. I want to ensure that after I complete your husband's entrustment, I have the ability to get what I want. I need your help, tell me what I should do. Although I have some power, I still cannot deal with a monster that cannot be killed."

"She" laughed in his ear. So far, almost all the strong enemies Xia De had defeated had the label of "cannot be killed."

"Before giving you help, please forgive me, I also have to confirm how much power you have."

The woman wearing the veil said calmly. Xia De tilted his head and looked at her:

"What?"

The snow surface under the shovel in the distance trembled, and then a rotten human hand drilled out from underground. "Please defeat him, the garden gardener who once served me loyally. He was killed and buried here because he caught a glimpse of my husband's secret."

She retreated to the dog house under the tree, and the rotten human hand that stretched out from the snow had already grabbed the shovel. Wearing a black hat, wearing a rotten blue bib overalls, with a hunched body and a height of two and a half meters, the corpse ghost crawled out from the snow and soil.