Primordial Sequence

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. The raindrops hit the roof of the building, making a crackling sound. The sky made a dull "brewing sound". The three people sat there and thought about the loopholes. As a burst of thunder sounded, thunder light flashed through the window. As they came in, several people's oil lamps swayed, and Kamius caught a glimpse of a bright light from the corner of his eye with the help of lightning.

"Um?"

Kamiao hummed, picked up the music box he had discarded, tapped it a few times with his fingers, and handed the box to the two of them without any rust.

"This box is made of iron, and it's corroded like that. The paint chipped off in this box is still brand new. There must be something wrong with it, and it seems like I feel a little weird when I see this box."

Susie reached out and took the box. She wanted to "crush it", but suddenly thought of something and looked back to the room where Camus fell."

"Why is this perfectly good house sinking?"

"basement"

The three of them said in unison. The three of them looked at each other and laughed.

"Kamiu, you have thrown out something hidden. This kind of task should be left to Miss "Three-petal Mouth", she is better at doing this."

Susie pinched her fingers, stood up, stomped on the floor, and looked for the top of the basement.

"Pah...pah...dong"

Susie stopped in front of a piano and called them over.

"Come and open the piano. There is the basement below. The "peeping" is getting stronger and stronger.

The three of them carried the old piano and moved it out. As the piano moved, an iron ring appeared under the piano, which was full of embroidery marks. The wooden floor was also infested with insect holes of different sizes. Susie looked back. The two glanced at each other, nodded, and then cautiously opened the basement door.

"Wow...quack...quack"

As the basements were opened, a wind mixed with the smell of decay blew out, some dust also blew out, and the crows in the manor also issued their "strong declaration."

The oil lamp in her hand was also extinguished by the wind, and the room suddenly became dark. Camus quickly lit the oil lamp. As the match light appeared in the hall, the music box in Susie's hand bounced open by itself and started beating with the music. Apart from this "beautiful music", the only sounds in the entire hall were the heavy breathing of three people and the crackling of lantern oil.

The three of them looked at this strange scene, then looked at the dark basement stairs, and walked down with oil lamps.

"Tap...tap"

The three people's footsteps echoed in the empty basement. With the help of the light, the three of them could clearly see the layout inside and fell silent.

The basement is very small, only about ten square meters, with some patterns painted on the stone walls. The ceiling above is still dripping with rainwater. In the middle of the basement, there are two weathered corpses wearing silk clothes. One is kneeling with his head lowered, and the other is Lying on the ground, the fingers of one hand rested on the edge of the pattern on the ground, and the other hand supported his head. His feet were bent, as if he was crawling. There were stone tables in the corner, and there seemed to be a book on them.

Susie looked at the patterns on the wall and some weathered materials, and stretched out her hand to stop the two of them.

"Don't go over there. There's something wrong. Let's go to the table and see what's written there."

Just then the music box in Susie's hand started ringing again.

"Ding……"

Susie put down the box in disgust, "It's really troublesome. Goris, your "soul scale" is high. Just take it. I want to see what kind of crap this is?"

Gauris took the box with great interest, looked at the beating "Red Lady" and laughed.

"Media? Huh..."

"Hey... I roughly know what this is. We use this thing often. It is a medium. I just don't know why it is frequently displayed?"

"Pah...pah...plop...croak"

While the three of them were talking, a crow flew in outside and stood on the stairs preening its feathers.

Seeing this continuous weirdness, Camus' scalp was numb, and he nervously squeezed the oil lamp in his hand.

Susie walked over and looked at the book on the stone table, and blew lightly. As the dust dispersed, everyone saw clearly that it was a brown cowhide book that was almost eaten by insects.

Just when Susie reached out to grab it, Goris grabbed her hand, shook his head at her, and took out two four-sided black and white dice from his arms, with the word "whether" written on them.

"Great being, I am your true "candidate", the supreme "Sequence Four", I ask "the guidance of fate" to tell me "whether" this room is safe?

After he finished speaking, Camus saw that the surroundings of Goris suddenly became dark, and the light seemed to be swallowed up. It was shrouded in darkness and could not see its expression. It gradually stretched out its hand and dropped the dice.

"Gululu..." The dice gradually stopped.

"yes"

Seeing the white-faced "yes", Susie and Kamius breathed a sigh of relief. As the ceremony was completed, the surroundings of Goris were lit up, and he looked a little tired.

"Gululu"

Just when Camus was relaxing, another die rolled again and landed in front of Camus. There was a big "No" on the front of the die.

"Gu..."

Looking at the dice divided into two sides, Camus had a bad feeling in his heart. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stood there without daring to move.

Gauris gasped and looked at Camus, picked up the dice from the ground and kicked them into his arms, shaking his head at Camus.

"It"'s guidance will not go wrong. You are in big trouble, Mr. Elf, but I don't know what the trouble is. Our sequence only has part of the "precognitive power".

Hearing this, Camus felt strongly uneasy and sweat appeared on his head. He had had enough of these weird things. It seemed that Mr. "Deceiver" was not joking.

Seeing Camus' uneasiness, Susie took the book and patted Camus on the shoulder.

"Hey, relax, Mr. Vacuum. His premonition only said that something is wrong with you and we are fine. In other words, this "unknown force" cannot affect us yet. Don't worry, I am here."

Hearing this, Camus became less uneasy and followed them closely, being very vigilant.

"Wow..."

Susie opened the book. As the book opened, a musty smell assaulted her nostrils. The book was covered with blue mildew spots, and there were only some black pen marks on it. It seemed that the first few pages could not be read.

Susie turned to the back, and after turning to seven or eight pages, the three of them saw blurred text and intermittent articles.

"The Principality of Delav, 273 years, April 15."

"I got the "method" I wanted from a black-robed man in a tavern, but...

"April 16, Year 273 of the Principality of Delav."

"After a night of tossing and turning, I decided to use this method to get back everything I lost, because he was too strong and had some "unreasonable abilities". I had to do this. I was very sad. Why did Mary Can't you see his face clearly?

"May 3rd, 273rd year of Delav."

"I have worked hard for so many days and finally gathered these materials, but I don't know its effect. I have expressed some doubts about the man in black robe. Is it really useful?"

"No... I have no choice. I don't know what I am feeling at the moment. Jealousy? Sad? Or happy? I am beginning to feel confused, and my heart is starting to hurt at this moment."

"May 6, the year 273 of Delav."

After browsing through the "Caldecott Library", I finally knew what the text the man in black robe meant. It was the text of the "United Nations of Wind Talkers" in the third era. "Wind Whisperer", I also knew what he meant. ,I need to--

Seeing the torn pages, the three of them looked at each other.

"What do you need? It seems that he has prepared the materials, as if he is going to do a ritual?"

Susie took a deep look at the two corpses over there, "Both of them are men. I think one of them contains our Baron Rolandic. I probably know what the thing over there is." After reading the diary I'm telling you."

"On May 24, the year 273 of Delav, he came with a smile that made me sick, but I had to consider Mary's feelings and smile. This made me even more determined..."

"Haha... I gave something to the food. Everyone was sleeping in the church, including my beautiful wife. I dragged the damn bastard to the basement. As long as I succeed, Mary's illness will be cured. I don't Guilt, this is the punishment he deserves, and everything is looking forward to good things."

"I tied him up and when I went back to the church, Mary woke up and said where was that damn bastard and I told her I'm sorry, my beautiful wife, you're going to be okay."

But I was wrong. Mary also had "unknown abilities." She knew everything and told me one thing. They worked together to deceive me, and he also broke away from the rope and ran out.

I was stabbed in the back, and I ran back to the basement as hard as I could. I decided that with that method, maybe... everyone would abandon me.

Just when I was ready, he chased me down, with——

Seeing the last stroke and the long scratch, several people curiously turned over the remaining pages.

"His soul was sucked, and I won, but I didn't want to cure Mary. I just wanted to die alone. The world had abandoned me... I bled too much, and I insisted on finishing the diary. This is the only trace I have left. ——”

Seeing this, Susie silently closed the diary and nodded to the pattern not far away.

"Mr. Lorandic, you must be the one spying on us, right? Or maybe the soul..."