Tris followed Ms. Salina with some tension and entered the somewhat deserted courtyard.

"Come with me."

After entering the door, Salina closed the gate in Tris's somewhat nervous sight.

"Okay, OK." The other party did not do anything like Tris thought, but walked ahead and led her into the somewhat old mansion.

Tris, who breathed a sigh of relief, did not completely relax his vigilance, but just followed the other party slowly, observing the surrounding scenes, and preparing to escape in time when encountering something.

......

If it weren't for the quiet, Tris would even think that a grand dance was being held in the room.

After the dance party, will the crystal lamp be replaced and saved? It has been hanging on it all the time, and there is no dust.

Standing in the hall, Tris looked at the quite brand new crystal lamp on the ceiling with some confusion, saying that it was just taken out and hung it.

But...this room is not very suitable for a dance party.

Although he had been separated from his original identity for a long time, Tris did not forget the requirements for the dance arrangement.

Her eyes swept across the contents of the hall.

The hall is divided into three parts.

One is a staircase leading to the upper floor, located on the innermost side of the hall, with different plaster statues standing on both sides of the escalator, and are statues of knights in armor.

There are two front and rear empty spaces separated by screens. In front of the screen, there are bookshelf and several seats.

From the escalator carved with complex patterns, the somewhat worn-out decoration on the wall, and the patterns on the empty scenery pots of potted plants placed at corners, she could roughly realize the value of these things.

This room should have been owned by some wealthy businessman or nobleman, right?

That Miss Salina is a member of a noble or wealthy family?

As she thought about it, she came to the side of a somewhat wide escalator, and her eyes were raised along the stairs and handrails in the hall, and she saw the walls with traces.

It seems that there should be a large oil painting hanging, maybe like her before, she had an ancestor with the title of the greatest noble or the earliest portrait of her ancestor?

Judging from the knight statue, the original owner of this house should be a family of military knights?

Of course, it may also be landscape paintings, or paintings that depict the Knight's battlefield.

Then it may be that some enthusiasts who are addicted to knight's works cannot be identified as identity.

Leaving from the handrail of the stairs, Tris walked around the hall.

When she arrived at the corridor near the door, she tiptoed to look at the end of the dim corridor.

Well, that's right, it should be a similar layout to her home, with a circle leading to the dinner room, underground warehouse, and hot bathroom corridor.

But, is there a balcony on the first floor?

Touching his cheek, Tris thought for a moment.

I didn't think of myself holding a wine glass in front of the railing at a dance party, avoiding men who were holding not just a simple purpose and approaching me for talking.

I don’t miss the leisurely scene of being able to stand on the balcony with a monster thief and watch the servants build flowers and plants in the huge courtyard.

She was not a small dance party and fencing competition that was held occasionally at home, and only her family and people close to her relationships could participate in. This kind of complicated social interaction that required a fake smile on her face at all times. She was very disgusted since then, and until now.

What she was thinking was that when she was addicted to the novel of the Monster Thieves, she tried many times to flip into and out of various balcony windows.

Although the original intention was to imitate the strange theft method written in the book, in fact, it also brought her a lot of experience.

For example, it can be used to escape in a crisis.

Tris's vigilance and practical exploration of the novel "Strange Thief" made her not let go of any details that could protect herself from safety.

After confirming that Miss Salina had not returned yet, she tentatively walked towards the corridor on the left.

There are several spaced windows on the outside of the corridor, and one door after another on the inside, but the doors and windows do not correspond directly, but are spaced apart.

Why do you need to make this layout?

After recalling the different arrangements she made were from here, Tris couldn't help but think.

She didn't let her feet go, and from time to time she lowered her head and glanced at the ground, trying to find some clues.

At this moment, she saw a figure approaching from the corner of her eyes, quickly slowed down, and acted as a civilian gesture that she had never seen such a quaint big house, and also had an expression to manage.

Soon, Tris saw the person coming, not Miss Salina, but a tall man more than one head taller than herself.

Tris's gaze suddenly solidified and his body tensed.

giant.

Tris had seen the statues in the courtyard of his home at this height, so he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and look surprised.

When the man saw him, his eyes were frozen for a moment, and he didn't make a sound, and he looked at her carefully.

Could it be that I was treated as a thief?

This scrutinized look immediately made Tris understand something.

At the same time, she also remembered that the man appeared next to the bookshelf and was on the photo she looked up and looked at.

"I, I am Triss, Ms. Salina invited me to come..."

She originally wanted to speak in a civilian tone, but when she met someone, she looked like she had never seen before. She subconsciously used a ritual tone in the oppression of the other party's tall body, and even put on the aristocratic accent in etiquette classes.

"Hello, Prophet."

The tall man said to her with Tris' unexpected title.

This title made Tris stunned for a moment, and also came back from the shocked tension.

It was also at this time that she felt that the other party was a little different...

Like a burning flame?

No, something is wrong.

Although Tris has denied her past experiences and the feeling of "burning flames" and considered it an illusion, she still remembers its specific details.

This feeling is different.

She swallowed, and her heart suddenly lifted, as if it was about to stop beating.

In her extremely nervous mood, she did not wait for the expected follow-up response. After that, the tall man did not even speak, so he bypassed her and walked towards the door.

as if.....

She doesn't matter.

Tris did not think that her inexplicable feeling was an illusion.

She just looked at the other person's tall back and frowned.

And at this moment, she saw the tall man looking out the window.

But at this moment, Tris felt the scorching heat surge.

It seemed that the flames had surrounded this old mansion.
Chapter completed!