Chapter 1041 Diary of the Ancient Era

Huang Yi could hear their prayers, as if they were coming from another world, hazy and slightly echoed.

After the prayer was recited, the maid at the head suddenly stretched out her white wrist, took out a knife, and said to the rest of the maids: "Quickly pour the blood of our holy maiden into the Holy Grail, Lord Bloodhoof is already urging it!" ”

With that, she brandished her knife and slashed at her wrist.

Suddenly, the wrist was bleeding profusely, and all of it dripped into a golden cup.

The rest of the maids also took out their knives and began to cut their wrists and bleed.

It didn't take long for that golden cup to be filled with blood and spill some out.

The maid at the head immediately picked up the cup and hurried out of the room.

At this time, Huang Yi's stealth time was just over, and he was completely exposed in front of them.

But they didn't seem to see Huang Yi at all, so they directly omitted him, and the maid who was the leader even passed through Huang Yi's body.

These maids are indeed an afterimage, disembodied.

From this point of view, the "ticking" sound that Huang Yi heard in that bell tower before should also be an echo of this kind of historical afterimage. It used to be the sound of the bell tower turning, but it has traveled through a long history and echoes in the present time and space.

Judging from the words of this maid just now, the other party wants to sacrifice the blood in this chalice to the blood hoof. Huang Yi simply no longer explored aimlessly, but followed the image of the maid.

The maid skillfully walked through the castle, through small gardens, cloisters, cemeteries, and countless dense roads and corners, and gradually led Huang Yi deep into the most central area of the Scarlet Castle.

After walking for a long time, the maid came to the top of the mountain, and there was only one building in front of her, which was a large hall, standing at the very top of this mountain, with a proud and independent atmosphere.

The maid walked directly into the hall, and Huang Yi quickly followed.

As soon as he entered the hall, Huang Yi was slightly startled.

The interior of the hall is richly decorated, the carved windows on the walls, the chandeliers on the ceiling, the closets, the furnishings, and even the oil paintings in the picture frames are all intact, and have not been eroded by the years like other buildings seen before.

The maid hurriedly took the cup of blood and walked up the spiral staircase in the main hall to the top floor, where it came to a place that resembled a study.

The house has bookshelves filled with books and literature, and an astronomical telescope by the window, with the camera pointed at the sky outside the window. Next to it is a wooden desk with a few books on it.

At the end of the study was a closed door, and the maid carried the cup of blood and went straight to the door. She seemed a little nervous, took a deep breath, and then stepped in, and the figure directly penetrated the door and disappeared into Huang Yi's sight.

At this time, Huang Yi's way was finally blocked, and if he wanted to go in and take a look, he had to open the door.

Huang Yi came to the door and looked at it cautiously.

The door was closed so tightly that not even the crack in the door could be seen, and the silver handle was as luxurious as a work of art, making people want to turn the handle and open the mysterious door to see what was inside.

At this time, Huang Yi tentatively reached out and touched the doorknob, then took a deep breath and turned his wrist.

However, the doorknob didn't move, and Huang Yi added some force again, but he still couldn't turn it.

It seems that this door cannot be opened, and those who were lucky enough to come here to explore in history are likely to be the last to stop here, unable to enter that door to find out.

Huang Yi had no choice but to wander around in this study.

He came to the closet, on which were some silver teapots and cups, delicate and small, and at first glance they were high-end items only of the top aristocracy. He reached out and opened the lid of a teapot, and several cockroaches and spiders crawled out of it.

Although this hall still retains its former magnificence, it has not decayed with the passage of time. But these cockroaches and spiders still exposed the barrenness of this hall, like a gorgeous tomb.

In the end, Huang Yi came to the desk, and there was a chair next to him, and he sat down directly.

In the center of the desk, there is an open leather notebook, which seems to have been read by someone once, but when they saw half of it, they left, so they had to turn the notebook upside down, keeping the original page number, so that they could continue to read it next time.

Huang Yi simply picked up the cowhide notebook and looked at it in turn. The current page number of this notebook is page 38, and the notes are handwritten, with the texture of a quill pen, and the writing is neat.

Huang Yi looked directly at what was written on it-

“…… Bloodhoof-sama hadn't been out of the room for three months, but in the dead of night, there were always strange sounds coming from the room, sometimes with Bloodhoof's exaggerated smile, sometimes with an eerie 'hiss', and even with strangers. But the door had been closed, and no one had been in for three months, so who was Bloodhoof talking to? Every time I passed his room, I could only look at the closed door and imagine what was going on inside......"

After reading this diary, Huang Yi was completely attracted by the contents. It seems to have been written by a servant such as one of Bloodhoof's butlers, and records some of Bloodhoof's daily life.

Huang Yi turned the next page and continued to look at the diary behind-

"Today, the door to Lord Bloodhoof's room has finally been opened! After a few months, I finally met Bloodhoof again. But Bloodhoof seemed to be a little different, his face was pale, there was no light in his eyes, and he didn't know what had happened to him in his room in the past few months. However, the most noticeable change to Lord Bloodhoof is in his dress. In the past, he liked to wear crisp breeches and a pair of riding boots, so that he could go horseback riding outside the castle at any time, but this time, when he came out, he wore a red floor-sweeping robe, like a woman's skirt, which completely covered his lower body. As soon as Lord Bloodhoof went out, he made a strange request, and he asked the holy women in the church to present their blood to him in the chalice......"

After reading this diary, Huang Yi suddenly remembered the maid he had just met. The maid had bled from her wrists in the church, poured it into the golden cup, and sent it into the closed door. This corresponds to the description in this diary.

Huang Yi continued to lean back in his chair, turned another page, and looked at the next diary.

"During this time, a lot of weird things happened in the castle. Ever since Bloodhoof had been out of the room, the whole castle seemed to have become gloomy, and the sky was constantly swirling with dark clouds, and the sky was clear at the bottom of the mountain, but it was dark in the castle. Bloodhoof's temper has also become more irritable, and the slightest mistake of our subordinates will be executed by him. Lord Bloodhoof no longer led us to ride horses in the plains below the mountain, as he had done before. Now, every day he hid in his room, rarely went out again, and every morning and evening, he had to offer a cup of blood to the saint. More and more of his subordinates were executed, and there were not enough people in the castle, and everyone was panicked, not knowing when they would be executed. ”

"Last night, the Church's chief saint, Kasari, was a little late in delivering her blood and was executed by Lord Bloodhoof. Today, I'm sending blood into Bloodhoof-sama's room. It was the first time in months that I had entered Bloodhoof-sama's room. In the past, Lord Bloodhoof would open the curtains to let the sun shine in, but now, the curtains in the room were tightly closed, and there was no light to penetrate, and it was as dark as night. Bloodhoof sat in a chair in the middle, wrapped in a tight robe, and I couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness, except for a dim silhouette that almost blended into the darkness. I had some heart palpitations inexplicably, and I trembled and took the cup of blood and put it in front of him. Lord Bloodhoof seemed to be deep in thought, ignoring me, and I slowly retreated hunched over. As soon as I stepped out of the door, I realized that my back was already drenched with sweat, as if I had just experienced a life and death. I suddenly felt a little tempted to leave the castle, and Alocid had told me yesterday that he wanted to go back to his hometown, and perhaps I should consider his proposal......"

In this way, Huang Yi was in a study room in the empty and barren blood-colored castle, looking through the diary handed down from ancient times page by page, and his thoughts seemed to have flown to the ancient period and experienced the things that happened here back then.

In this diary, some things about Bloodhoof are recounted. Bloodhoof spent a period of time in retreat behind the closed door, during which a lot of strange things happened, but when he finished the retreat, he seemed to be a completely different person, and his daily behavior and habits were the same as before, with a faint dark smell.

It was at that time that the Scarlet Castle began to take a turn, and it is clearly described in this diary that some of the servants even escaped quietly, and the castle became more and more deserted day by day.

After reading more than a dozen diaries, Huang Yi looked at the time and was about to go offline for breakfast.

By this time, he had seen page 56 of the diary, which he had placed upside down on his desk as before, but the page number had changed from page 38 to page 56.

Then he got off the line and disappeared into the Scarlet Castle.

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