Hearing the scream, Lex abruptly charged forward. Before Malz and the others could react, he had already reached the door from which the sharp cry had emanated.
Ignoring politeness, Lex kicked the door, sending the entire door flying from its frame and crashing to the floor, making the ground seem to tremble.
Malz's wife, the young woman, had eyes filled with a strange light, and her breathing subtly deepened by three points.
Inside the room, Lex was astonished to see that the owner had drawn all the curtains, and they were the kind of thick drapes that let in very little light.
This made the room incredibly dim, but Lex still saw that the mirror on the dressing table was covered with a white cloth, as if to prevent something bad from being reflected within.
And in front of a single bed with velvet sheets, Lex, who had already activated his Spiritual Vision, clearly saw a blurry, white human figure.
It seemed to be a woman, but he couldn't see her head, and she was only wearing a long white dress.
Without hesitation, Lex took a pewter flask from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and forcefully splashed the liquid inside onto the blurry white figure!
What splashed out of the flask was water, not wine, but it was holy water, holy water that Lex had created with ''Devil May Cry'' before leaving!
As soon as it touched the blurry shadow, Lex immediately heard a sizzling sound, like water being poured on charcoal.
The shadow quickly emitted a wisp of green smoke and let out a series of illusory, layered screams.
The voice sounded feminine, and it sent a chill through Lex, but the feeling quickly disappeared.
By the time Malz and the others arrived at the door, the shadow had already vanished.
Malz gasped, ran in, and threw himself by the bed, embracing the girl on the bed: "Isabella, how are you?"
Lex screwed the cap back on the flask before looking at the girl on the bed. She was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with brilliant golden hair and delicate features that made her look like a beautiful doll. Her incredibly elastic skin exuded a youthful aura.
However, the girl before him looked very unwell. She was huddled in Malz's arms, trembling, like a helpless kitten drenched in the rain.
Lex cleared his throat and said, "Miss Isabella, you don't need to be afraid. That thing won't appear again for now."
It had been doused with holy water, so whether it was a Phantom or a Wraith, it should be unable to act for a short period.
Hearing Lex's words, the girl named Isabella excitedly pushed her father away and looked up at Lex: "You saw it too, you saw it too, didn't you? I'm not crazy, I don't have delusions, am I right!"
How terrible. It seemed that not being understood during this time had caused her a great deal of stress.
Lex knelt down and looked intently at the girl, at her beautiful, unique golden eyes: "Yes, Miss. It was right by the bed just now, trying to do something to you. Fortunately, you called for help in time, which allowed me to temporarily drive it away."
Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, and she began to cry: "Thank you, thank you."
Lex knew that she was not thanking him for expelling the entity, but for understanding her.
However, ordinary people should not be able to see spirits.
From this, it seemed that the girl's spiritual perception must be quite high, which is why she could sense and see the existence of spirits.
After Isabella calmed down, Lex smiled and said, "To better help you, I hope you can talk to my assistant."
He turned his head and looked at Kaven, who had taken off his classical robe and changed into formal attire.
The Seer stepped forward and nodded.
"He is?"
Malz asked with some unease.
"He is my assistant, and also a psychologist," Lex said with a straight face.
Malz nodded: "A psychologist is good. Not like that doctor a few days ago, who actually told me to pray at church. How absurd."
Lex gave him an unexpected glance, thinking, 'Are you an atheist?'
But Malz misunderstood and said, "I am a Feynapotter native. There is no Earth Mother church in Tingen."
So that's how it is.
Lex stood up and said, "Mr. Malz, for the conversation to be more effective, could we give Miss Isabella and my assistant some private space?"
Malz frowned: "I just said—"
"I know," Lex came over to the banker, "but you saw Miss's condition just now. If too many people are present, I don't think the effect will be ideal."
Malz hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, but don't talk for too long. Isabella needs to rest."
Lex turned around and winked at Kaven, then accompanied Mr. and Mrs. Malz back to the living room on the first floor.
After they left, Kaven struggled to lift the door from the floor, barely propping it against the doorframe, when he heard the Miss on the bed say, "I don't think a psychologist can solve my problem."
"Please let the gentleman from just now speak with me. I feel he can better understand my situation."
Kaven pulled up a chair and said unhurriedly, "That was a spirit, wasn't it, Miss?"
The golden-haired, golden-eyed Miss was slightly taken aback: "Didn't you say you were a psychologist?"
"That was just a pretense to reassure your father. In fact, I am a Seer."
Kaven sat down, his smile warm: "My purpose here is to find out what exactly happened to you."
"Now, Miss Isabella, please tell me in detail what exactly happened to you?"
Isabella seemed encouraged. She sat up from the bed and nodded gently: "At first, I just had a feeling..."
The incident happened about a week ago.
Initially, when the Malz family was still living in their suburban manor, Isabella felt someone watching her at night.
But no matter what Isabella did, even having a maid watch her, she couldn't find anyone watching her.
She thought it was just her imagination, but the next night, she kept seeing fleeting white shadows around her.
Over the next few days, this situation gradually intensified and worsened.
"The night before we came to Tingen City, I saw it in the mirror. And just now, it was standing right in front of me!"
Isabella's eyes were filled with terror, and her expression was extremely frightened.
Kaven poured her a glass of water, then tried to speak in a calm tone: "Did you see what it was?"
"Was it a woman? A man? An old person or a child? Or an animal?"
Isabella shook her head: "No, none of those."
"It was a wedding dress, a wedding dress stained with blood on the chest. When it was by the bed just now, I heard it say to me..."
"Put me on!"