Soon, the servant who had returned from the beach house came outside Mary's room.

While Baron Huntington was trying to untie the second knot, there was a knock on the door outside.

"who?"

"My Lord Baron, I am Willis, Lord Constance's deputy."

"So you came back from the beach?"

"Yes, Lord Baron, Butler Xiong and Messrs. Contense have very urgent matters for me to report to you."

Baron Huntington glanced at Miss Mary, whose big eyes were filled with water.

"My dear, this is a very important matter, you have to be patient for a while"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled up the quilt to cover Mary's head and entire body.

"Come in"

A skinny man nearly two meters tall walked into the room.

He was just a very well-behaved guy. When he came in, he only had eyes for the Baron.

"Okay, you can say it"

"Mr. Baron, something very incredible happened over there on the beach..."

Listening carefully to Willis's report, the Baron's brows knitted into knots.

What happened on the beach was more serious than the Baron could have imagined.

Before he finished listening to Willis's words, the Baron knew that this matter could not be solved by lying on Mary's bed.

Serious matters were important, and he had to deal with it somewhere else.

The baron started to put on his pajamas. He couldn't untie Mary in front of Willis.

Only later will we have to deal with those challenging knots in order to rescue Miss Mary.

"Let's go to the tower"

The Baron and Willis walked out of the room one after another and locked the door.

The room was quiet. After two minutes passed, the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, and Candy walked back to the room from the balcony.

She heard the servant's words clearly outside just now.

If the servant hadn't gone crazy, this would have been nonsense.

It was on the beach that something happened that could only appear in myths.

Candy quietly walked behind the door and listened to the sounds outside.

Maybe this is some conspiracy played by the baron. When acting in the enemy's house, you must be cautious enough.

There was no sound in the corridor. No one should be left outside.

"woo woo woo woo"

Suddenly the sound of someone sobbing softly came from somewhere in the room.

Candy walked back to the bed and reached out to lift the quilt.

She heard correctly, it was her sister Mary who was crying.

"Candy, please help me untie the rope. I feel very uncomfortable like this."

Candy reached out and checked the rope, feeling that there would be no problem if Mary was tied up like this until tomorrow morning.

"My good sister, this is not possible. Aren't you afraid that the baron will be disappointed?"

"Candy, damn you, please untie me quickly, my hands and feet are numb!"

She shook her head: "My sister, this is not possible. If the Baron comes back and finds that your rope has been untied, he will definitely be suspicious. Aren't you afraid of that beautiful set of jewelry and a trip to the gold mines of the New World?

for bubbles"

After hearing Candy's words, Mary's eyes showed hesitation.

Candy said: "Sister told me something. The servant just said that the suspicious person recognized by Butler Xiong and Constance was the pianist."

The oriole looked outside the window at the scene inside.

Xie Sheng had an ominous premonition that this female killer seemed to have set her sights on him.

Maybe it's time to go to the room and make some preparations to welcome the guests.

The oriole flapped its wings and flew back to the balcony of his room.

As soon as I squeezed into the room through the curtain, I suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

Realizing something was wrong, the oriole spread its wings and was about to fly out from the curtain.

A small breath-like wind blew from beside me.

The two soft hands quickly came together and held the oriole in the middle.

The oriole bird twisted its cute little head, and Xie Sheng saw Linger's big eyes looking at him.

"Cute little bird, why did you fly here? Are you here to play with me?"

The wooden house has been surrounded by dead ghosts.

These dead ghosts are not creatures according to common sense. They will only die if they hit the head or heart.

If it hits other places, it has almost no effect.

For example, a dead goblin whose leg was broken by a lead bullet can pick up anything from the ground.

It would be best if it belongs to another dead goblin and is inserted into the interrupted part so that it can continue to move its body.

Even if both legs are broken, the dead goblin will crawl on the ground looking for suitable parts.

In the team surrounding Shipo, many randomly spliced ​​monsters have appeared.

For example, a millstone-like monster is very conspicuous among them.

This monster collected seven or eight heads and two or three arms and legs.

Seven or eight heads need to gain consensus for every action, otherwise they will have to go around in circles.

Fortunately, although these guys are very resistant to lead bullets, they cannot climb the rocky slope.

I just kept circling or jumping around the rocky slope, but I still couldn't reach the rocky slope.

From the queuing target in the past, it has become the revolving target now.

It's just that not everyone can adapt to this twisted and disgusting situation.

The young men could still joke with pale faces, but some young ladies had already lowered their heads and vomited.

Finally, Captain Jack came over riding on the head of the dead troll.

Captain Jack held a shield made of a wooden crate lid in his hand to protect his body and the head of the dead troll.

The dead troll stretched out its arms and smashed towards the wooden house.

Well, its arms are still a little short of the wooden house.

Captain Jack issued new orders on the dead troll's head.

The dead troll immediately changed his tactics, reached out and grabbed a dead goblin from the ground, and threw it towards the wooden house.

The dead troll used a little more strength, but the dead goblin was not so lucky and flew far away to the beach in the distance.

Undeterred, the dead troll grabbed another dead goblin and threw it towards the wooden house.

This time it's a little off.

With a "pop" sound, the dead goblin fell into the sea.

"Look at the good things you did!"

Captain Jack pounded the dead troll's skull hard.

The dead troll captured a dead goblin for the third time.

This time the accuracy of the dead ghost troll has been greatly improved.

The dead goblin was accurately thrown on the roof of the wooden house.

A young master was almost hit by a flying dead goblin and hurriedly hid aside.

"Pop!" The roof made a heart-wrenching sound.

The dead goblin's head looked like an egg that had been thrown hard against a rock.

Seeing this scene, even Leah, who had always been strong and like a man, lowered her head and vomited.

The life and death of the dead goblins are meaningless to the dead trolls.
Chapter completed!