Chapter 17 - Invitation

(Earl Carlisle’s First Death)

Edited by Silver Wind

Everyone tacitly agreed not to bring up the question again.

They quickly finished the food on their plates and all of them had the intention of exploring the other parts of the castle.

The housekeeper inclined her body: “It’s getting darker, and we would like to request the young ladies to not walk around arbitrarily as it would be unfortunate if the Earl’s rest was disturbed. If you wish to explore the castle, please do so in the morning. Additionally, do not miss the afternoon tea at three and the evening banquet at night.”

It was rare for games to issue certain death conditions.

The death conditions the female housekeeper mentioned were as such: leaving the rooms was permissible in the morning but not at night, and they could not miss the afternoon tea and evening banquets.

If you acted carefully, you would not commit any mistakes.

Under the NPC’s reminders, no one would go seeking their deaths with iron heads, and they returned back to their rooms.

When the last door closed, the candle lights on the wall extinguished one by one, leaving only the light in the housekeeper’s copper lamp lit. The light was dim and when it was reflected on her face, it looked a little distorted.

The housekeeper’s eyes were cold and indifferent as it swept across each door before it finally locked in on one of them.

A gust of wind suddenly blustered through the long and closed corridor, extinguishing the last light.

The figure of the housekeeper seemed to melt into the darkness, and she stood there, utterly still, for who knew how long. When the dull bell rang, she walked forward soundlessly.

Zhou Wenyan looked at the painting on the screen and consoled him: “You should still be able to eat it for two more days.”