Chapter 265: The Photo of the Dead (First Order Plus Update)

After ringing the doorbell, Midea stepped aside, beside Sifa. About 1 minute later, the door of the mansion opened and a lady came out. She was about thirty years old, with a relatively ordinary appearance. Her dark brown hair was fixed with a pearl barrette. She wore a common dress on the island and walked out barefoot.

"good afternoon."

The lady had a reserved and friendly smile on her face: "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Midia from the White Windmill Hotel. This is Mr. Raleigh, a wine merchant who just came to Windmill Island yesterday. I didn't mean to mention Mrs. Hilda. Out of respect, Mr. Raleigh asked me to take him to visit. .”

Midia introduced herself and expressed her intentions. Of course, this set of rhetoric was taught by Xifa.

It turned out that this was not Mrs. Hilda.

Xifa thought this lady was the officiant on the island, but now it seems that she should be Mrs. Hilda's maid.

"Oh, what a coincidence." The dark brown-haired lady looked apologetic, "In a few days, it will be the festival day. Mrs. Hilda will be very busy recently, and she has to go to the 'Holy Mountain' later, She will not come back until the ceremony is over."

"So I think she probably has no time to receive distinguished guests."

She glanced at Sifa apologetically.

But at this time, a very loud voice sounded from the mansion: "Lianna, who is it?"

The lady called 'Liana' turned around and raised her voice: "Two visitors, madam. They are the daughter of the owner of the White Windmill Inn, and a wine merchant."

"Really? Let them come in, no matter how busy we are, we can't neglect the guests."

It sounded like Mrs. Hilda was quite hospitable. Cifer hurriedly straightened her clothes, and after Lianna opened the door, he handed over the last bottle of wine.

"This is for Madam, a little thought."

Lianna smiled and nodded: "Then let me thank you on behalf of Madam, come here, do you drink coffee or honey flower tea?"

"coffee."

"scented tea."

Cifer and Midea give different answers.

The living room of the western-style building is a little dimly lit, and there are many things with witchcraft elements. Xifa saw glass bottles filled with various eyeball specimens, candlesticks in the shape of golden skulls, small bottles containing powders of different colors, and many other strange things.

Because too many things were placed, the living room looked crowded. Stepping on the thick carpeted floor, the two of them carefully avoided these utensils and sat down on the sofa.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to prepare tea and coffee, Madam should be here soon, as long as she finishes her work." Lianna smiled slightly and went to the kitchen.

Xifa couldn't sit still, stood up and looked around.

Midia seemed a little nervous, especially the unknown bones hanging around, and the glass bottle with eyeballs, which made the girl a little uneasy.

Xifa walked near a wall, where there was a display rack with many weird gadgets on it.

There are weird jewelry, but also very ordinary handicrafts, yellowed photos, and quill pens that are no longer usable. It looks like some souvenirs.

Inside, Sifer saw a red hood, much like the one on Quincy's head.

Another necklace was seen, its pendant was a silver skull with horns.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Xifa didn't stay on the display rack for too long, and turned to the other side of the wall. This is the photo wall, with large and small photo frames hanging on the wall. The frames are filled with portraits of people, men and women, young and old.

These photos all have one thing in common, no matter whether the person in the photo is lying down, sitting or standing. They all had their eyes closed and had a coin pressed over their eyes.

"Those are pictures of the dead."

The sudden sound made Cifer speed up a little, and he and Midea turned around together, and saw a middle-aged lady in her fifties.

This lady has short hair that reaches her ears, and seven or eight braids are braided in her hair, and the end of each braid has different shapes of decorations. Some are precious stones, some are teeth, and some are bone fragments.

She was leaning against the door, with one arm around her waist, and the other holding a slender bong with golden branches twined around it, and green smoke was rising from it.

"Mrs. Hilda, hello." Midea stood up quickly, with a look of panic.

Xifa was calm in his heart, but there was a smile on his face to cover up his panic. He put his hands on his stomach and bowed slightly: "Good afternoon, madam."

"Hello." Mrs. Hilda looked at Midia with a smile on her face, "I remember you. When I saw you last time, you were so young. Now, you have grown into a big girl."

She came to Xifa and looked at the photo on the wall: "This is the tradition left by our ancestors. After death, at least one coin must be left in their eyes or mouth."

"This is the fare for ferrymen on the River Styx. If you don't pay for the ferry, you won't be able to cross the River Styx, and you won't be able to enter the 'afterlife'."

Xifa tapped his chest four times, and said naturally, "Goddess is above", and then said embarrassingly: "Sorry, ma'am, I hope you don't mind."

"It doesn't matter, foreign beliefs can't take root here, so you don't have to be too restrictive. The great Asturka won't mind hearing the names of other gods here."

Footsteps sounded, Lianna came back from the kitchen, and served coffee and scented tea to Xifa and the others.

"Please come and sit here." Mrs. Hilda walked towards the sofa. "I rarely have guests here, so things are placed more casually. You have to be careful."

She sat down and looked at Xifa with a smile: "Are you a wine merchant?"

"Yes, ma'am." Sifer sat across from her.

Mrs. Hilda took a breath: "I like wine, but unfortunately our island is not on the main waterway, and there are very few businessmen who usually come to the island. Where are you from, and where do you usually sell wine?"

Is this touching my bottom?

Xifa answered eloquently: "I am from Intis, where we are rich in wine. Every year I set off from my hometown, cross the sea, and go to Bayam. Our wine sells well there. When I come back, I will bring back Baiam Yam's spices, they are very popular in Loen."

"It can be seen that you are a shrewd businessman. I have been to the Kingdom of Loen before, and Backlund is particularly impressive." Madam Hilda showed a nostalgic expression.

Midia next to her seemed a little excited, because Hilda's words undoubtedly admitted that even the residents of Windmill Island can stay away from the island without being punished by the gods!

At this time.

Boom boom boom.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound under the floor of the living room.

Hilda shook her head and said, "There seem to be more mice recently, Leanna, maybe we have to consider getting a cat."

PS: After looking at it, there are more than 500 monthly tickets for this month. First of all, I would like to say thank you to everyone for your support.

I counted, and I still owe 3 chapters of monthly pass plus change, and I will make up the monthly pass when the first order plus change is temporarily paid off!