What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 301 -300- Nyx Cunningham
After the Black Prince flew away, the two set their sights on the entrance of the villa.

From the gate, it looked deserted inside.

The fountain and pool in front of the mansion were overgrown with weeds and extremely dirty. It was unknown how long they had been abandoned.

The only evidence of human habitation is the neat and pleasing black roses and thorns.

Their vitality shows that their owners take good care of them.

"It doesn't look like there's a curse here, so feel free to go in." Duomi said to Sia after checking the door for a while.

"Um……"

Sia always felt that Domi was too sensitive to the curse, so much so that he now felt like he was on the receiving end of everything.

Entering the interior of the manor, the sense of desolation that hits you is even worse.

If this kind of place were placed in a previous life, it would probably become a notorious haunted house, attracting people from all over the world to come and explore...

The two of them had no intention of admiring the 'scenery' beside them, and went directly to the door of the mansion, knocking on the door politely.

The sound of "dong dong dong" seemed to echo in the empty and claustrophobic environment inside.

"No one? Still don't want to drive?"

Domina was angry at being rejected, and asked Shia to step back as he spoke, and then the power called domineering began to condense on his fist.

As if aware of Duomi's intention, the door opened automatically before his fist could reach him.

“It really takes no effort at all~”

Domi put away his fists and looked at Sia proudly. Sia didn't know why he was so proud. This was obviously a bandit act...

We were finally able to enter the interior of the mansion.

On both sides of them there are two stairs and passages leading to other places on the side of the mansion, and in the middle they are connected to the entrance hall and lead directly to the spacious living room.

The two of them looked at the living room, looked at each other, and silently agreed, then walked into the living room side by side.

And the moment their feet stepped onto the neat black and white floor, the gorgeous chandelier overhead lit the candle, which spread to other candlesticks like a prairie fire until the entire living room was brightly lit.

The sofa set and coffee table made of some kind of animal fur and gemstones occupy a large area. Only dark wood chips are left in the old stone brick fireplace. Several large and exquisite paintings are hung on the walls covered with exquisite wallpapers. oil painting.

Perhaps before the owner of the villa became a legend, he was still a noble with a high status.

Sia came to one of the oil paintings with a portrait of a person. The person in the painting looked like the upper body of Mona Lisa, sitting quietly with a dull gaze.

"He looks like he should be one of the owners of this villa."

Duomi also followed, but he didn't know much about art, but Sia did, as long as she listened to her analysis.

"This painting technique is very different from today's. Coupled with the style of the clothes he wore, it is conservatively estimated to be 500 years old."

"500 years? Well, I thought it would be longer."

Sia shook her head: "This is just a conservative number that I can give, because the history before this was very incomplete, and there was very little about art, so it was impossible to conduct research."

At this moment, gentle footsteps suddenly came from the corridor in front of the living room.

The living room is the only place with light, and her appearance is as mysterious as being born from the darkness.

When the two of them looked at her, they saw a woman with black hair, black eyes, a tall figure, wearing a dark dress, who could be called a classical beauty. Her whole body seemed to have stepped out of an oil painting, and was carved hand in hand by the god in charge of art. The same.

Beautiful, mysterious, and yet attractive, people want to find out more about it.Not surprisingly, it is probably Mrs. Nyx who is the current owner of Night Villa as mentioned by Campbell.

"Black Night Villa has not welcomed guests for hundreds of years. If you two don't mind, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea and chat?"

She spoke slowly, speaking at the right pace, and her voice was clear and cold, like the tinkling of spring water in a mountain stream.

It's not a language they are familiar with, but miraculously they can understand it...

"This sounds like an irresistible request." Domi said, spreading his hands.

"That's good." A slight smile appeared on the other person's face, and he no longer looked so repulsive.

"This Mrs. Nyx seems quite gentle and easy to talk to."

Sia and Domi sat on the sofa together and whispered to each other while she prepared the tea.

"A good talker is a good talker. No matter how talkative he is, he will never hand over the mark of the gods with his own hands. Fighting is unavoidable."

"I know, but if there is a chance, I still want to have a good talk with her to see if there is any compromise plan."

Domi knew what Shia was thinking. If Nyx was really a harmless person, he would be too embarrassed to hurt or take something from him. It would be nice if he could get the mark without hurting the other person.

"I understand what you mean, try your best."

Soon Nyx came back from the side room with a tray containing three cups of tea and a teapot.

She placed the tea cup in front of the two of them, and then sat down on the single sofa next to her, her manners were elegant and appropriate.

Duomi picked up the tea cup and looked inside.

It looked like a serious cup of scented tea. A tea bag made of a mixture of various flowers and herbs was suspended in the light red clear tea. Although it smelled quite fragrant, it probably also had a lot of medicinal properties. Functional, but it just feels weird.

There is no way, the environment here is too depressing and dark, everything will look weird and scary.

If Nyx hadn't acted too much like a normal person, Domi wouldn't have even looked at this thing.

"Please feel free to drink it. I swear on the honor of the Cunningham family that there is absolutely no manipulation in it." Nyx said after seeing Domi's concerns.

"Cunningham family?" Even though he swore, Domi did not immediately trust the other party, but asked instead: "Is it a nobleman who lives here?"

She nodded her head as elegantly as a black swan:

"Yes, our Cunningham family built this Dark Night Villa and has held and guarded the Mark of Dark Night for generations. Therefore, every family head is a spokesperson who serves the law of Dark Night."

"As a family that serves the law, family reputation is as precious to us as a mark, so I will not use family reputation to deceive you, guests from afar."

Duomi thought for a moment and realized that he had a 'natural body' anyway (he would never get sick naturally and was 90% immune to various toxins), so even if he was poisoned, it would have no effect.

If you don't drink, it is equivalent to directly breaking the most basic trust between people. If you want to continue talking with Nicks, you must have this trust.

So Duomi pressed Sia's hand to tell her not to drink, but he just drank it.

pat-

He put the empty tea cup back on the coffee table: "It tastes good. It would be even better if there were desserts!"

A slight smile appeared on Nyx's face, and he immediately stood up and filled another cup for Domi:
"Thanks for the compliment, I will try to improve."

(End of this chapter)