Chapter 1263

Miss Mason wanted to avoid her husband's gaze. Mr. Enrikes looked at his wife very seriously and recited his wedding vows again:

"In sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, I will always be by your side. Knowing you is the greatest luck of my life."

If it were any other time, Miss Mason would feel she was the happiest person in the world, but at this moment, she only hoped her husband would be quiet and not say another word.

But clearly, Mr. Enrikes did not know how to read minds, so he said the most critical sentence:

"From now on, only death can separate us—yes, only death. Miss Maggie Mason, thank you for always loving me, loving me since childhood. I will also..."

He could not continue. A cold wind from nowhere swept through the entire room. The curtains that had been pulled open closed automatically with a *swish* without anyone touching them. The light from the gas lamp on the room's wall flickered a few times and then gradually extinguished. But the room was not pitch black, because a sickly green light lit up the next moment, and the evil-spirit-transformed man's soul appeared completely in the room.

That green light illuminated Miss Mason's desperate face, illuminated Mr. Enrikes's terrified face, illuminated Xia De's gloomy face as he prepared to attack at any moment, and also illuminated Stone Ossenfort's expressionless face.

Perhaps to Mr. Enrikes, all of this was without warning, but to the other three, it was undoubtedly that he had used his own words to provoke this soul into its current state, one sentence at a time. Of course, the process of becoming an evil spirit was a bit too fast—Xia De had already confirmed the soul had been polluted.

As an ordinary person, Mr. Enrikes's terror seemed very normal, but he still blocked in front of the bed, in front of his wife:

"Maggie, you go quickly."

Because of excessive terror, even his voice was trembling, but the woman behind him did not think of leaving, instead hugging Mr. Enrikes from behind:

"No, I can't leave. If I'm here, he won't hurt you."

Sure enough, when the two hugged together, that terrifying soul did not launch an attack immediately, but the situation did not get any better, because once the transformation into an evil spirit was complete, he would likely lose all reason.

"You know him!?"

Mr. Enrikes asked in disbelief, his confusion even diluting his slight fear.

"Sorry, I... during the two years I studied in Willendale, he was my classmate. At that time, although you and I corresponded frequently, studying alone in a foreign place... Willendale's towering lighthouse, the cathedral, the Royal Opera House, the Civic Square, the social life of high society, the clubs where noble ladies played—these dazzled my eyes... For a period of time, my mood was very low, and I spent some time with him, only three months, and then we broke up... Before I was about to graduate, he died suddenly of a serious illness. A week before our wedding, he suddenly appeared near me... Sorry, really sorry."

Miss Mason hugged Mr. Enrikes and sobbed on his back. Her intermittent description basically let Xia De know the general story.

The expression on Mr. Enrikes's face was exceptionally rich at this moment, even the fear of facing the legendary undead was diluted somewhat. He originally really did not know about these things, let alone imagine that his childhood sweetheart wife had such a past.

And just as Mr. Enrikes tried to turn around to look at Miss Mason, the restless soul was finally completely enraged. The negative emotions within the soul completely destroyed him. The evil spirit pounced toward Mr. Enrikes. Amidst Miss Mason's desperate expression, they saw some strange silver halos, then saw large patches of flying flowers, and then fell into a deep sleep.

【Imprisonment Halo】 restricted the evil spirit's movements, while 【Flying Flower Curse】 caused the bride and groom to fall into a deep sleep.

The figures of Xia De and Stone Ossenfort appeared in the room. Although the evil spirit could only float slightly at this moment, it still looked at Xia De with a ferocious face. But when looking at Stone Ossenfort, it revealed a terrified expression again.

"What a pity. As an audience member of this play, why did you step onto the stage and interrupt the performance without waiting for the ending?"

In my opinion, it wanted to possess Enrikes and achieve its goal in another way. If it wasn't discovered by the Church later, this would actually be a pretty good ending, although neither of them would likely live past thirty."

The burly man said, and Xia De asked:

"If this is really a play, then you are the director, right? It's not that I haven't seen souls transformed into evil spirits, but this is too fast. Mr. Ossenfort, may I ask, does this soul doing such things have anything to do with you?"

Stone Ossenfort did not deny it:

"I just discovered a wandering soul some time ago and had a talk with him."

The demon's power influenced the unknown soul. Although it was not a direct fall, it at least accelerated this process.

Xia De shook his head and made no comment on this. He reached out, wanting to deal with the evil spirit, but did not expect that the pitch-black airflow inside the spirit would spread toward his 【Imprisonment Halo】, and that bright silver halo actually shattered.

The evil spirit gained the ability to move freely almost immediately, but it neither attacked the two unconscious people nor pounced toward Xia De and Ossenfort, instead passing directly through the wall and fleeing outside.

Thus, Xia De and Stone Ossenfort chased after it. Although the two still needed to go downstairs, the latter seemed to know where the soul was at all times.

Thus, they arrived at the back of the manor courtyard, passed through the crowd of people having fun, passed by the guests watching a clown blow a trumpet, and left from the fence gate in the backyard.

The back door of this manor led directly to the farmland attached to the manor. Under the moonlight, they stepped on the ridges of the fields and walked toward a small hill not far away, and under a tree on that hill, they finally caught up with the fleeing evil spirit.

Compared to ten minutes ago, the spirit's external visual features had become even more terrifying. At the same time, it had somehow obtained a rusty longsword and turned around, controlling it to fly and stab toward Xia De's chest.

Xia De, who possessed the 【Nightwatcher】 heritage skills, had long been a master of swordsmanship. He nimbly dodged the sword, his left hand even grabbing the hilt to prevent it from flying off the hill, and then the pitch-black chains in his sleeves shot out like long snakes.

"Oh? Sin?"

Ossenfort, following behind Xia De, saw the 【Chain of Sin】 and frowned slightly.

The evil spirit still wanted to dodge Xia De's chains, but upon contact, it completely lost the ability to act. Although 【Light of Imprisonment】 was more convenient to use than 【Chain of Sin】, the latter was actually more effective.

"What should go, do not stay."

Xia De muttered as he walked over, directly touching the severely deformed spirit with his hand;

"Guide to Death."

Under the winter starry night, the scenery under the tree on the hill disappeared. Originally, Xia De should have seen this man's most profound memory, but the scene before his eyes had only just formed inside a classroom before everything became chaotic.

Some kind of extreme malice stared at Xia De from those chaotic scenes. Without "her" reminder, Xia De took the initiative to withdraw his hand.

Looking again at the undead restrained by the 【Chain of Sin】, it was prostrate on the ground, basically no longer recognizable in its original shape.

Black particles drifted continuously from the surface of the spirit toward the sky above the huge dead tree, and the spirit became thinner and thinner as a result. The soul was collapsing, and its only remaining normal hand tried to reach toward Xia De:

"Save... save me."

But it was a bit too late. The corruption of the demon's power had occurred before this wedding banquet was held; this was not a reversible process.

"Vision of the Demon."

With his back to Ossenfort, Xia De used the supernatural art again. In his normal vision, as the black particles drifted away, the soul gradually became intangible. But in the special vision of the supernatural art, what Xia De saw was the soul petrifying. In the process of petrification, things like rose vines forced their way out from the loose cracks in the gray stone.

Those vines were just dancing simply, and the soul prostrate in the snow under the tree, its hand reaching toward Xia De, ultimately did not touch him. Starting from the fingertips, the petrified spirit crumbled into dust and soon left only invisible fly ash in place.

Of course, these were all seen from the perspective of the supernatural art 【Vision of the Demon】.

What Xia De saw with his normal eyes was the spirit directly becoming transparent and then disappearing, leaving a pitch-black stone covered in runes on the ground.

"How pathetic."

Stone Ossenfort came to Xia De's side from behind him, bent down to pick up the black stone left after the spirit collapsed, and put it away. Xia De retracted his chains, and the two stood together under the tree, looking at the lights in the manor below the hill.

"Why do you say he is pathetic?"

Xia De asked.

"Not fighting for the woman he loved before he died, only to come back and haunt her after death, and finally ending up like this—isn't that pathetic?"

Ossenfort asked back. Seeing that Xia De did not want to express his opinion, he changed the question:

"I thought you would want to return to the manor now and give tonight's bride some small punishment to chastise her for her infidelity."

"Do you misunderstand what kind of person I am? What does this have to do with me?"

Xia De snorted, frowned at the manor hosting the banquet, and casually stabbed the rusty longsword into the snow at his feet:

"The sheep in the east village ate the grass of the west village, the village chief's wedding ring was stolen, the old woman's cat at the village entrance went missing last night, a woman I don't know admitted at her wedding that she had been unfaithful... These messy things happen almost everywhere. Do I have to manage all of them? What does this have to do with me?"

"I thought you were the kind of guy among knights who had to manage everything unfair he saw."

There was a hint of mockery in Ossenfort's tone:

"I really should have insisted on betting with you just now, betting on the ending of this story. If you had agreed, I would have finally been able to win against you this time."

"Gambling always has a day when you lose."

Xia De turned to look at him.

"And the only gamble we can be sure of is that all mortals must die."

He had an extraordinary understanding of this matter.