Stephen's breath froze slightly.

If Edward had died more than a month ago, who had taken them to the castle half a month ago?

The crowd apparently heard the voice on the phone, and before Stephen could ask again, the other side hung up.

"What's going on? How could he have died? I saw him take us ......."

"Could it be that I misremember the time?"

Stephen shook his head, "No......"

At this moment, he was completely confused, and even began to doubt his memory and mental state.

"Them?"

"Who else was there besides Edward who was with you last time to that castle?" Henrik asked.

"Call them."

Stephen seemed to have grasped the last straw.

After 10 minutes, the room fell silent.

"No way, I remember that everyone set off together, how could they say they had never been to that place?"

In the last 10 minutes, Stephen made a total of six or seven phone calls, but without exception, all of them said that they had never met Edward and had never been to the so-called castle.

When everyone said no, Stephen began to examine his mental state.

"Where does that Edward live?"

Roger asked suddenly.

"We should go there and see."

A person who has obviously been dead for half a month, but after half a month, he will take the living to an ancient castle hidden in a remote mountain village.

Henrik glanced at Roger, "Although the wraith can disguise itself as a living person, it can move freely in the sunlight for a long time. ”

Henrik shook his head, "It's too hard. ”

"What if it's a spirit above the demon spirit?"

"Demons?"

"Or a higher-order being?"

Gervay added.

"Let's wait until we go to that Edward's house and investigate."

Roger had thought it would be a simple temporary mission that might involve some evil spirits or ordinary cursed items.

However, from some of the characteristics that have been displayed so far, he has already noticed something unusual about the incident.

A castle that is more than 100 years old, dead people, participants who have lost their memories, and Stephen, a special being whose soul has been divided.

In a sense, if it weren't for Stephen's specialness, I'm afraid this would never have been known.

In this way, there may be a big thing hidden behind this ordinary extraordinary event, and perhaps, it is not the first time that the people behind the scenes have been doing this.

Roger suddenly thought of the Kuroshio that everyone had been talking about at the Alien Spirits, could this matter have something to do with the so-called Kuroshio?

Edward did not live in the Fog City, but in another city 80 kilometers north of the Fog City.

After a brief breakfast, the group drove directly to Edward's house, Edward's family was well-off, his ancestors were once nobles of Ingman, and even now Edward's father still retains the honorary title.

After explaining his intentions, Edward's family did not have any rejection of Roger and the others.

They told Roger that Edward's death was a complete accident, and that Edward was much more insane than Stephen because of family reasons and lack of discipline.

He is a big drag racing enthusiast, and even secretly participated in a few underground car races, and also achieved good rankings, but one day a month ago.

Edward was on his way back to the mansion after leaving the bar when his car crashed into the guardrail near the cliff due to human negligence.

There was no suspense, and none of the three people in the car survived.

In addition to Edward, there is a model and a small star.

Because it was a traffic accident, Edward's family quickly dealt with the matter, and his body was buried in the cemetery.

Without any information from Edward's home, the group drove to the cemetery.

On the tombstone was a handsome young man with short blond hair, his eyes were a little narrow, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Can you be sure that the body buried down there is that Edward?"

Roger asked suddenly.

Gorvy nodded.

"This guy is indeed dead."

"If so, what did Stephen see half a month ago? Ghosts? ”

Veronica asked, a little uneasy.

"If he's seeing a ghost, it's much easier." Henrik smiled wryly.

He glanced at Govi and asked tentatively, "I've heard that the High Witches have mastered a forbidden spell through which they can summon the souls of the dead. ”

"As long as their souls live in the world."

"Concerning the soul and death are taboo in any transcendent profession." Gorme didn't say it directly, but it was clear that she should know something about this spell.

After a moment's hesitation, she let out a long sigh, "I can give it a try, but I'm not sure it will work." ”

"The method I have mastered comes from a family tradition, and it requires some preparation, and it's not very convenient here."

"If the ritual succeeds and we do summon Edward's soul, and his soul has evolved into another state, then we may be able to get a little bit of information out of it."

"But if the spell fails......"

"It's going to be a tricky situation."

"Maybe it wasn't Edward who took Stephen and the others at all, but other creatures disguised as Edward."

"This Edward has been dead for half a month, but Stephen doesn't know anything about it, which shows that the relationship between them should be extremely distant."

"And that's perhaps one of the criteria for those behind the scenes to choose their targets."

Hearing this, an idea popped into Roger's mind.

"Veronica, you can try your luck in this area and ask if anyone has organized a so-called castle expedition or a castle party recently."

Veronica also understood what Roger meant.

After Veronica left, Roger and the others began their preparations.

The materials for the launch ceremony were not hard to find, Edward's body had already been cremated, and they could only get their ideas on certain items that he had used during his lifetime.

Once everything was ready, they made their way to a villa where Edward often lived, and Govy drew an intricate circle on the ground using a black liquid mixed with unknown materials.

In the cage in the middle of the circle was a pitch-black crow.

The white candles around them were lit and the juice of the celandine flowers was sprinkled on the candles, and there was a crackling sound when the water and fire collided, followed by purple smoke rising above the candles.

The energy in Germe's hands emanated and mixed with the purple smoke, and then the smoke mixed with energy was poured into the crow in the center of the circle.

"The raven represents death."

Gorvy explained.

"Its cry will help us summon Edward's soul."

As he spoke, the crow's body in the cage swelled, but soon its swollen body was restrained by the surrounding iron cage.

In the repeated friction, the crow let out a terrible cry, and as time passed, the crow's flesh was embedded in the cracks of the iron cage, and its voice became weaker and weaker.

Until the end, nothing unusual happened around.

"The spell failed."

Gorway shook her head and sighed.

But just when she was about to give up, a sudden change occurred.