Chapter 684: Xia De's Sin

Crossing the fence gate, one is officially considered to have entered the interior of the relic.

The concentration of whisper elements has an abnormally huge difference inside and outside the fence gate. There is naturally no such unbearable feeling here as the fishbone pirate ship, but the range influence unique to location-type relics still makes Xia De feel very uncomfortable.

It is not a severe headache or nausea, nor is it the constant harassment of fragmented whispers. He feels a kind of... desire, and his own chaotic thoughts are very easy to stand out here. Even, Xia De actually thought about retreating at this moment, and this thought of running away absolutely could not appear on him.

"Oh, I need to concentrate my mind."

With his back to the fence gate behind him, Xia De closed his eyes and patted his head a few times. Beautiful memories and thoughts can expel those distracting thoughts, but the problem is that beautiful memories will also stimulate more strange thoughts. For example, thinking of Mia the cat makes him think that it is better to be cautious and turn around to leave, and thinking of Luweiya, besides the sweetness of feelings, there is also...

As Xia De realized the unusualness of these chaotic thoughts, standing inside the fence gate, he felt the surrounding daylight dim in a trance. Dark clouds surrounded this forest clearing, followed by a pitch-black lightning bolt streaking across the high sky, and it was only a few seconds later that he heard a rumbling sound.

The building that appeared clean and tidy in the autumn sun also became gloomy as the light weakened. Large areas of shadows wrapped around the outer walls of the building like crawling monsters, and strange figures appeared at the glass windows. In the courtyard inside the fence, the golden fallen leaves rotted into mud, and the tree with a swing in the courtyard also lost all its leaves within two seconds, and the trunk and branches seemed to have completely lost their vitality in an instant, but the withered appearance looked like a gray giant hand reaching out from the depths of the ground.

A rustling sound came from behind, and turning his head to look, at the black iron fence gate, the black metal crawled like a snake, hooking and connecting until it completely blocked the gate, like a spider web. The common characteristic of location-type relics is that it is absolutely impossible to leave without achieving specific conditions, which was proven on the 【Fishbone Pirate Ship】 that Xia De had experienced.

The light was dim, a cold wind with a foul smell blew on Xia De, and everything around was dilapidated. When the relic fully displayed its interior, Xia De finally felt a headache and a strong sense of discomfort. Whisper elements will affect any physical and non-physical entities; this element is the enemy of civilization.

"Although it's very uncomfortable, it's still bearable. It seems my sin is not particularly severe."

Xia De frowned and pressed his head. He now has a feeling of breathing deeply ten times in an alley full of garbage and feces, and then turning twenty circles on the spot.

But besides the uncomfortable feeling, he also felt his strength increase. All biological creatures entering the 【Sin Mansion】 will gain an increase in strength according to their own sins, which can be considered the unique "field effect" of this location-type relic.

"The feeling now is no less than wearing those witch accessories. Do I have so many sins?"

He was very puzzled, but shook his head again:

"Let's leave here quickly, I hope Grandma Cassandra's information is not wrong."

Glancing at the broken swing under the withered tree, Xia De walked toward the entrance of the building that looked like a haunted house, and then reached out to knock on the black door. This is not a metal door, but a hardwood door. But the surface of the wood has not been finely processed, so the texture of the bark is still clear.

But looking closely, those twisted textures are clearly a language that can be translated. It's just that when Xia De tried to interpret the words on the door, the severe headache almost made him unable to stand steady.

Holding the wall and relaxing for a good while before it got better, he thus understood that the power possessed by the words on this door would not be inferior to most of the words he had come into contact with in this world.

Without hearing footsteps, the door in front opened silently. An old man with a hunched back and gray-white skin, carrying a horse lantern, appeared inside the door.

He looked at Xia De with drooping eyelids, and Xia De felt a stronger whisper element on the other party.

"Are you a lost traveler?"

The other party used Delarion language, and the voice was exceptionally hoarse.

"No, I am a guest who came here to trade."

Xia De said according to the information provided by Grandma Cassandra.

The 【Sin Mansion】 itself was a mountain mansion belonging to an unknown noble in the Third or Fourth Era. Later, something extremely terrifying happened here. The limited information in the Witch Council shows that the owner of the mansion studied the knowledge of original sin, to the point of attracting the fire of sin to burn everything, forming this terrifying 【Sin Mansion】 relic.

And once outsiders are identified as playing the role of lost travelers here, they will be permanently imprisoned by the mansion itself as prey. And guests who claim to be traders can enjoy courtesy. From experience, as long as one does not show hostility toward the 【Sin Mansion】 itself, the relic will not easily exert malice toward entering traders.

"Please come in."

The old man with the lantern said in a hoarse voice, moving away from the doorway so that Xia De could enter. And Xia De, who entered the foyer, noticed that the faint light on the foyer wall actually came from a gas lamp, and there were even gas pipes on the wall.

"This is a gift brought by a guest more than twenty years ago; we used his soul to decorate this place."

The old man laughed hoarsely, leading Xia De toward the interior of the building in front.

Outside the window is a terrifying sky with black lightning flashing from time to time, and the dilapidated courtyard makes it easy to think of the plot of a horror story. And although there are dim gas lamps as light sources in the room, the atmosphere here is still extremely terrifying.

It was the old, broken glass-covered horse lantern in the old man's hand that was slightly brighter. Xia De, following behind him, while looking at the traces like cracks on the wall, tried to ask:

"Excuse me, is this lantern of yours for sale?"

This lantern, if taken to the outside world, can itself be regarded as a relic.

"For sale, three complete souls, or bear the sin of killing for me for a moment."

The old man said in a hoarse voice, and then suddenly stopped and looked back at Xia De:

"Guest, don't be too anxious, the trader will have everything you want. I can see that the sin on you is very sufficient."

The two came to the deepest part of the foyer, from where they could choose to walk to the left and right corridors, or walk to the second floor via the stairs. But the old man stopped again:

"Guest, according to the rules, we must verify the amount of your sin before trading."

"No problem."

Xia De nodded, followed the old man to the right corridor, and entered the first room on the left. This room is very spacious, and there is only a gas lamp with weak light in the deepest part of the room.

Under the gas lamp is a table, and behind the table sits a man with a blank face, clutching a quill in his hand. His dress is like an old-fashioned noble, but the workmanship of that red coat is not fine, making people wonder if his family has long since fallen.

The old man stood at the door and signaled Xia De to walk over, so Xia De stepped over the threshold, and the uncomfortable feeling was even more severe than just now.

Passing through the dim room to the table, the man clutching the quill spoke, his voice extremely stiff:

"Place your palm on the paper."

There was only a piece of parchment on the table whose edges seemed to have been scorched. Xia De pressed his hand over. A few seconds later, the man behind the table suddenly grabbed the quill and was about to stab Xia De's wrist, but Xia De dodged it nimbly.

The other party glared at Xia De, took back the parchment, pierced his own wrist with the quill, and then wrote on the parchment with the blood-stained pen. After writing, he threw the paper to Xia De, without any intention of communicating with Xia De at all.

And on the parchment, written in twisted characters like earthworms, was recorded the "financial power" possessed by Xia De:

【Complete Soul (Powerful · Flawless · Holy · Balanced · Dark)】

【Gluttony (Rare) 10.5 units】

【Greed (Perfect) 9.9 units】

【Lies (Ordinary) 8.9 units】

【Promiscuity (Ordinary) 2.6 units】

【Lust (Ordinary) 1.3 units】

【Bloodlust (Flaw) 0.7 units】

【Blasphemy (Flaw) 0.6 units】

【Infidelity (Flaw) 0.1 units】

【Chain of Sin】

"Hiss, my sins are even more than I thought."

His eyes lingered on the middle two lines for a moment, then looked at the end:

"The Chain of Sin actually counts too?"

Xia De was a bit surprised, and the other items were recorded in Grandma Cassandra's information.

The soul is something everyone has, and those descriptive words describe the characteristics of the soul. Among them, 【Powerful】 and 【Flawless】 represent the quality of Xia De's soul, and 【Balanced】 and 【Dark】 represent the characteristics of the soul, which probably has to do with Xia De participating in the Chosen One ceremony and also achieving the ceremony requirements.

It was 【Holy】 that was very unexpected to Xia De, because it is said that only the most devout believers, in the case of doing good deeds throughout their lives, can obtain such a description.

"Perhaps my 'life' is too short, and the number of ants I stepped to death is less than others. And, although I am not a good person in the standard sense, the number of bad things I have done is indeed not many."

He thought to himself, and the sins listed after the soul description only extracted those more obvious characteristics, rather than listing all of them. The sins worth listing for a normal person will not exceed 10 types, otherwise, that person would need to rest in a mental sanitarium or prison.

"Units" is the evaluation of the quantity of sin here, and "Flaw", "Ordinary", "Perfect", and "Rare" are the evaluations of quality.

Although Xia De possesses both "Gluttony" and "Greed" Spirit Runes, the former was drawn from the divinity of the 【Lord of Blood Feast】, and he drew it twice, so it is normal for the former to reach the highest quality "Rare" evaluation.

"Besides Gluttony and Greed, Lies are helpless, Lust is something that normal people with healthy bodies and minds will have, Bloodlust is just a flaw and doesn't need to be cared about, Blasphemy can also be understood, Infidelity probably refers to the fact that I completed the task of passing information to an enemy country for money."

Xia De made a summary of his "physical examination report". The parchment in his hand should be considered the deepest secret of everyone. After leaving here, he will not tell anyone about this result.

【You alone did not analyze "Promiscuity".】

A murmur sounded in his ear, Xia De pursed his lips, and his eyelids drooped slightly:

"This, is indeed my sin."

She just chuckled and didn't express any more opinions.

So Xia De returned to the corridor covered with red carpet and pasted with gold wallpaper with the parchment, and showed it to the old man with the horse lantern.

The latter looked at the parchment by the faint light, and on the gray-white face like a corpse, finally revealed the color of emotion:

"10.3 units of Rare Gluttony? How do you maintain your current physique?"

He was incomparably surprised.

"It's 10.5 units, I can understand this kind of text."

Xia De reminded. The latter didn't show an awkward expression, stuffed the parchment back into Xia De's hand, and suddenly approached. He raised the horse lantern in his withered right hand, and those turbid eyes carefully examined the young man holding the sword in front of him at a very close distance:

"Can understand? Are you... an Original Sin Scholar?" ===== CHAPTER 685 =====