I played the world alone

Chapter 411 The Master of the Basement ([-]-in-[-])

"I?"

Flair was stunned, she was a little at a loss.

"How can I be a witch? Are you mistaken..."

"No, I have already confirmed that your sister is just an ordinary person who was wronged. It is you, who has the potential to become a witch in your body, but it has not yet been activated."

The witch's ghost spoke slowly while helping her up.

"I will help you become a witch, so that you can also have the power that others fear. You can save your sister on your own, instead of kneeling down and begging others like this."

"I..." Flair couldn't believe it, but after hesitating for a while, he still mustered up the courage and his eyes were firm.

"I...I want to become a witch! What should I do?"

No matter what price she has to pay, she is willing to accept it, as long as she can save her sister!
"First, you have to get out of here." The witch smiled, and then slowly flew up and floated in the air under her shocked eyes.

"Take what you need to bring, put on clothes that can hide your face, and leave here within 3 minutes."

"Why?" Fryer was confused.

"Do as I say, and remember you have two minutes and 50 seconds left." The witch didn't seem to want to explain, but simply reminded her of the remaining time.

Fryer didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly took the time to pack the things he could use, especially some clothes, and most importantly, a black robe to hide his face.

Fortunately, there were not many usable things at home, and when I finally packed them all, there was only one small box.

And now her clothes have all changed. She is wearing a loose black dress. After putting on the hat, it is guaranteed that even people close to her will have a hard time recognizing her at a glance.

"Good job."

The witch clapped her hands gently: "There are exactly 10 seconds left. Open the door now."

Flair opened the door cautiously.

It's the dead of night and it's pitch black outside, with almost no light visible. The darkness in the distance is like an abyss that can swallow people up.

"Go out and close the door, then keep your head down and walk to your left. Remember, no matter what you encounter, don't be surprised or make any noise. Just keep your head down and walk your own way."

Flair still looked confused, but still obeyed.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly heard the rapid footsteps of many people in the distance, and at the same time there was the sound of the friction and collision of metal armor.

It sounded like a group of soldiers were rushing towards this direction.

Her heart tightened for no reason, but remembering what the witch had just said, she didn't raise her head and continued walking forward with her head down.

After a while, he happened to pass by those soldiers.

The distance between the two parties was very close, and the light of the torch held by the other party seemed to be floating over her head, and their whispers and curses could even be clearly heard in her ears.

"Everyone, hurry up, don't let that woman escape!"

"Damn it, we are asked to come out to perform a mission so late..."

"Have you forgotten how terrifying the witch that was burned to death just now was? We must find a way to solve this matter!"

After hearing this, no matter how stupid Flair was, he realized that these people might be here to catch him!

It's just that the witch happened to help him and predicted this incident in some way in advance, so that he could escape.

Thinking of this, she was shrouded in extreme fear, and her legs were almost weak and she couldn't walk.

Fortunately, the longing for her sister deep in her heart made her walk on, trying her best not to reveal any suspicious flaws.

Those soldiers may have been careless and the night was dark and windy, or they may have been tricked by a magical witch, but they didn't realize that the target they wanted to catch passed by right in front of their eyes. !

After walking a certain distance, she cautiously stopped at a corner and glanced back furtively.

Just in time to see those rude and hateful soldiers kicking open the door of her house and filing in.

Then, a flash of fire flew into the sky from the window.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to look any further and continued to walk forward in a hurry.

But it was such a dark night that she didn't know where she should go.

"If you don't know where to go, go to the most dangerous place. Sometimes the most dangerous place is safer."

Although Fryer didn't quite understand what she meant, now he could only choose to believe what she said and continue to work hard to walk alone into the depths of darkness.

……

"Father Beaufort, I have to trouble you with this matter! The church must have a way to deal with those damn witches!"

At this time, in an official residence in the city, several local nobles and several military officers looked at the old priest with hope.

"That's right! We donate so much money every year, the church must think of something!"

Father Beaufort was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer.

He knows better than others whether he has what it takes.

Not to mention anything else, this was the first time he saw a real witch today.

Although he had killed so many witches in the past, none of them had any abnormalities. If he were not a clergyman, he would almost have to bear to question the decisions of these powerful people in public, wondering if some people took this opportunity to eradicate them. alien.

Therefore, he has no experience at all in dealing with these things.

"Perhaps we can find a way to influence her and make her listen to the gospel of God..." He tried to come up with a way.

"No, no, no, Mr. Father, you don't understand what we mean." An officer knocked on the table at hand and shouted, "That damn witch must go to hell!"

"How dare she threaten us? This is making everyone question our authority! If we let her get a good ending, can others follow suit and go to heaven in the end anyway?"

"Especially these witches! They must be severely punished!"

His voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more angry. He spoke so confidently that it made the old priest's ears hurt slightly.

His hands were shaking, but he couldn't say no.

Because he knew very well that although these people respected him on the surface, in fact, if he dared not obey their orders and cooperate with the actions, they would not mind replacing the person in this position at all.

As for the replacement, they have too many ways to deal with it that will never allow him to speak.

After all, in this era, it is not uncommon for a person to disappear suddenly.

……

"Then it's all down to you, Father Mister."

Several people escorted him out of the official residence very politely. As they walked, they did not forget to remind him: "Please don't forget our agreement. We must make that damn witch regret provoking us!"

The carriage stopped at the door of the church, and a young man who had been waiting for a long time, his assistant priest, immediately greeted him and took the initiative to help him get out of the carriage.

"Sir, how did today's discussion go?" the young man asked eagerly. "Oh, let's talk after we go in."

Father Beaufort waved his hand, looked back at the carriage that turned around and walked away, and slowly walked towards the interior of the church.

After narrating what happened, the young man immediately stood up in shock, waving his hands in disbelief.

"Damn it! Are those people crazy? That is a real witch! How should we deal with her..."

"No, I think there will be a way."

Father Beaufort shook his head.

"God will bless us..."

"I will also talk to other priests tomorrow. Maybe they will have some different opinions."

Unable to persuade, the young man could only sigh and nod.

After the old priest fell asleep, he quietly came out of his room and returned to the empty church.

There were bright candlelights all around, swaying slightly in the night wind.

The shadow of the statue reflected on the wall seemed to be shaking, as if there was a silent devil hiding, waving to him.

He skillfully took out a shovel from the backyard and went to the church. He counted the bricks on the ground and finally stopped on one of them. He tapped lightly and heard the empty echo inside, and his face lit up.

Use a shovel to pry open the bricks, and an iron door appears in front of you.

However, the iron gate at this time did not have any special pattern, it was just a bare iron plate.

Not long ago, he accidentally discovered a secret map in a book in the church. Out of curiosity, he secretly tried it while the priest was away. Unexpectedly, he actually found this mysterious basement.

However, it turned out that it was filled with some sundries stored inside. It was dirty and messy, and the air was blocked and filled with dust because it had not seen the light of day for a long time. There were even a few disgusting bugs and venomous snakes hidden inside!
When he first entered, he was unprepared and almost frightened.

Soon after he ran out, he began to prepare for the second expedition, and prepared enough props. He successfully cleaned the inside and repaired the holes that had been dug.

What's a little regretful is that there is almost nothing valuable inside, they are all the most common sundries, the type that no one would take a second look at if they were thrown on the roadside.

He simply threw out everything inside and burned it all on fire.

But at the end of the process, he found a few strange books in a mezzanine.

The content written above seems to have been privately collected by previous priests or collected from some evil sects.

He looked through it curiously, and found that it actually contained a treacherous method of summoning demons!
He was so frightened that his expression changed on the spot, and he almost wanted to throw these books into the fire and burn them!

However, after some careful thinking and some clever tricks, he kept these things and threw them together in the basement.

And he thought that as long as he didn't tell anyone, these things would be sealed underground forever and never see the light of day.

Usually I would secretly do some things in there that the priest did not allow me to do, which was quite interesting.

However, since he started getting busy recently, he has gradually not been in it for a while. If it hadn't been for what happened today, he might have forgotten that there was such a place.

Just thinking about the trouble they would face next, he could only choose to take risks.

"If praying to the gods does not get any response, then asking the devil for help can be regarded as the last and worst solution in this case."

He quickly got in and closed the iron door. He took out the oil lamp he had prepared in his hand and illuminated the passage down.

What was a little strange was that he vaguely seemed to smell a faint fragrance in the air.

He thought it was just an illusion, but when he walked into the basement, he just pushed open the wooden door and saw an unexpected girl inside!

He was instantly shocked.

Isn't this my secret base? Why would anyone else come in? !

The girl didn't seem to expect that someone else would come in. She was so frightened that she subconsciously picked up a book at hand as a means of defense.

But compared to the young man holding the shovel, this is really insignificant.

The young man glanced at the book with a familiar cover. His eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Put that book down quickly! It's very dangerous and you can't touch it!"

That was one of the few books in my memory that recorded evil spells!

How could the girl believe it? Seeing him approaching step by step, she thought that the other party had some evil intentions, and she also stepped back step by step until her back was against the wall.

"Don't come here!"

"Put that book down first!"

The two argued endlessly, and the young man approached menacingly with a weapon in his hand.

However, at this moment, the young man's eyes suddenly blurred, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

"thump!"

It fell hard and there was no reaction.

The girl was also shocked by this scene, and her hands trembled: "He... is he dead?"

"not yet."

The witch's calm voice came from overhead.

"You tie him up first, we want to interrogate him properly."

Lu Chen didn't expect that he would meet the real owner of this basement so quickly.

Originally, I just wanted to take the girl to this secret basement to take refuge and teach her some things, but it happened to happen.

I don't know how long it took for the young man to slowly wake up.

As a result, he found that he was being tied tightly to a chair with hemp ropes, and other parts of his body except his head could not move.

There was even a ball of linen stuffed in his mouth, and he was whimpering and unable to speak.

He looked up with wide eyes in horror and saw the girl who broke into the secret base standing in front of him.

Looking carefully, he found that he seemed to know the other person.

His name should be Fryer, and he would usually come to church to worship, so we were just acquaintances.

But he never imagined that this seemingly helpless girl could be such a terrifying robber. He didn't even know how he fainted just now!
"No yelling! We just want to ask you a few questions."

Although Fryer was shaking with nervousness, he still tried to speak word by word according to the words the witch taught him just now.

The young man could only nod.

Fryer carefully took off the rag stuffed in the other person's mouth, with a sullen face.

"Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)