The boy was kept silence but he was not afraid of anything. Did not even shudder.
«Do you hinted the statues of the Rosiers family that they would protect you,» said Mario straight in his ear. «How did they protect all the Rosiers before you?»
He looked around, but the blind boy behaved seriously.
«We almost came! «He exactly pointed out with his hand in the direction wherein the thickets are opened once luxurious gates of the crypt. As soon as the blind can know so exactly where it is. Mario even had a suspicion that the boy was not blind, but only pretty. But empty eye proteins without pupils were exactly blind.
«Is it a Rosier family crypt? You did not betray us, starting at another place?» He shook the boy.
«For sure! You can check yourself. Even I can take a point that their surname and emblems are carved on the door.»
Oh, yes for sure! They were damn aristocrats. How could he forget? They even had their own emblems. Well and family! Even their ashes cursed if you believe the legends. The reputation ran ahead of the terrible events that have recently happened here. The crypt was luxurious, but no robbers in it still have broken. Otherwise he knew. They say Rosiers, once selled their souls, suffer and take vengeance on alive even after their death. And Blaise is from such a family!
«Everything is much more difficult!»
Who did this say? Boy? No, he was silent. The head in the box? Mario mockingly chuckled..
«Check up everything inside, and outside!» he ordered his people. And then turned to the boy. «Are you all so easily betray secrets? Surely, those who have shown you the path here, did not want you to bring someone here.»
«No, they wished me to bring you here. To the doors.»
«Who are they?»
«The hosts of the crypt.»
«So Blaise?»
«No, the voices were male.»
«All the hosts of the crypt have long been dead. If only we are talking about legal owners, and not about those who broke open the crypt after their death.»
«But the crypt never belonged to people who are able to live and die.»
«Did you told mens voices?» asked Mario.
«Voices!» Seriously confirmed the blind boy. «They were always the only owners of the crypt.»
«And they ordered to report this specifically to me.»
«Anyone who asks? They want everyone to know that the owners are here they are.»
«And what did they give for consultation? Money?»
The boy did not answer. Mario had to shake him with all his might several times.
«They promised that I will see,» he was uncertain.
Yes, he is not only blind, but also a crazy. Mario wanted to cut him in order to quit at least on someone his bad mood, but some sounds came out from the crypt. It looks like a rustle of the set of wings.
Interestingly, at least someone is in the crypt? But Carlos has just left the crypt after a thorough search, reported that there is emptiness.
«No one, and no traces of what someone has recently had there,» he said.
«You will stay on duty at the entrance, keep the boy all night so that he does not lead here until the morning someone else who hurts us. And this item» Mario pointed to a closed box with a marble head. «Do not descend your eyes off it! Is it clear?»
The door of the crypt, it was enchanted. It seems to entrance to paradise or hell. Or in purgatory. Symbols of wings, claws, pentagrams and some ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs intertwined throughout the length of doors and walls. The only thing that was not in a difficult painting is crosses and an image of the Christian saints. But the dacies of the silhouettes of the pagan gods met everywhere. As a crypt looks like the design of that box, which brought him Blaise.
«Boss!» Carlos called him. «What do you want to find there?»
Good question! Mario and himself still did not know.
«Personally stand at the door until the morning, and do not dare to disturb me,» he threw strictly instead of an answer.
The doors covered with beautiful bas-reliefs, reminded the greedily opened mouth of some monster. He will swallow you, and there is no longer way back.
All this is nonsense! The whole thing is in the gothic atmosphere of the crypt. Blaise knew how to bully. And even better she knew how to kill. After the meeting with her no one survived. Blaise always acted alone. That is why he really appreciated her. She was one worth the whole legion of mercenaries.
«At all, as Archangel Lucifer,» the phrase surfaced in the head suddenly. Mario did not even think about the fact that someone could pronounce it aloud right in his back.
Blaise really was very similar to the Archangel Lucifer. Take at least how she loved to pervert biblical quotes. Beauty, an amazing look, crushing hatred to the whole living, the desire without end to kill all this features of the original devil, who also raised his troops to the uprising against God.
From Blaise, it was possible to expect everything anything. In addition to one against her rules it was to stimulate someone in the back. She loved to watch the victim right in the face and enjoy the horror of the enemy before his death. Someone once developed superhuman cruelty in it. She hinted that religion was to blame.