"The last evil spirit was wiped out, and the explorers searched the vicinity. They found an iron door at the back of the stairs, and the footprints also extended here. A blackened skeleton was sitting in front of the door. What do you want? deal with it?"
"That's not right. Since someone has entered behind the iron gate recently, it's impossible for them not to see this skeleton! It can't be someone from the church who moved the skeleton here, right? This is really outrageous!"
Mr. Hood objected, but Mr. Corpse told him that was the case, and his rebuttal was useless.
"But so far, we have encountered inexplicable wild wolves, ghouls, inexplicably broken stairs, and this inexplicably appeared skeleton... Since Mr. Corpse said that their appearance is reasonable, then there must be someone in this hospital Manipulating all this on purpose, or someone knows that our story is going to take place here, and arranged all this in advance, just to lure us into the trap!"
Jenkins said.
"Mr. Candle, is this speculation a little too bold?"
Mr. White Cat couldn't believe it.
"But is there a more reasonable guess than this? I dare say that what is waiting for us behind this iron door must be something more terrifying than the five evil spirits just now, otherwise there is no need for the planner behind it to lure us to here."
"Are you hinting at me, Mr. Candle?"
Mr. Corpse looked at Jenkins. He was now acting like a talking corpse, staring at Jenkins with terrifying eyes, which made him feel a little terrified.
"This is what you said yourself, I just expressed my inference."
Jenkins looked at him without fear on the surface, but he was actually a little panicked. He then pretended to be calm and said:
"My friends, I'll bet that behind that iron door is the morgue, where the final battle of this story will take place. I know each of you is hiding something from your explorers, and there's nothing wrong with that. But here's Now, I think everyone should share their secrets and work together to complete the story and save Nolan. I can tell you that there is actually a small fragment steam bomb on Miss Noble. Although it is small in size, it is enough to blow up the The flimsy buildings of the Nolan slums."
He said this in order to let Hathaway use Mr. Writer's character without any scruples in the future, and not be afraid of revealing the secret.
"Since this is the case, then I can also disclose some things. But at the same time, I hope everyone can strictly keep everything they heard today... The Viscountess has a gift of class C."
Miss Magic said quite seriously.
"In this case... Well, although the sailor is indeed an ordinary person, he is just a side job. His main job is to be a spy placed by the [Church of Ocean and Exploration] under the Pirate King. Not only does he have a Take the pistol that has been processed by the bestower, and some spells that can be used by touch."
Judging from the tone of his voice, Mr. White Cat seemed to have made a lot of determination to tell everyone about it.
"Since there are secrets, I won't hide them. The merchant's daughter I know... is actually a murderous man who fled from the Kingdom of Cheslan to Nolan."
"Um?"
Everyone looked at Mr. Hood, what he said was really surprising.
"She was once possessed by an unknown strange creature... Well, it was the mark of killing, and she did a lot of wrong things during that time. I picked her up in the sewer in the autumn half a year ago and was defeated by her kind. I contacted her The businessman's father only found out about this later, and has kept her by his side for the past six months, providing psychological counseling for her. So although the killing mark has faded, she is just an ordinary person, but her fighting power is actually not weak."
Mr. Hood explained with difficulty.
"In this way, only noble girls are real 'ordinary people'? My luck is really bad."
Jenkins said in a sullen tone, he was really lamenting about it.
"Since you know that your explorer is not good at fighting, please protect her and don't hurt her because of being involved in our affairs. The writer I manipulated also has a secret, and he also has a gift, that is, the cane .”
This was something Jenkins had told Hathaway once, and he thought the red-haired girl would tell other secrets.
"So what are you going to do with that skeleton? You don't have much time left."
Mr. Corpse warned that he "kindly" didn't disturb the exchange of information just now, and he didn't seem to worry that this would affect the progress of the story.
"The skeleton is not processed. The writer wraps the skeleton with a coat and carries it on his body. After the curse erupts, he decides whether the explorer will bear it or let the city bear the last curse."
Hathaway said quite firmly, and everyone supported her judgment, which is the best way at present.
Nolan outside the window was turbulent, and the lower and lower black clouds turned the city into night. Dirty fog has unknowingly rushed into the city, which looks like the product of the combination of the black fog around the city and the strange white fog of the hospital. The strong wind whizzed through the city carrying the branches, and the big raindrops crackled on the ground and the window.
This is an extremely rare weather in Nolan in spring, and it also means that the city is becoming a little bit abnormal.
"After putting away the bones, what are you going to do?"
"Get ready for battle."
said Mr Hood, and added:
"That's true of everyone."
"Then what?"
Mr. Corpse asked again, with his damn monotonous tone, he couldn't hear what was going on in his heart at all.
"Open the iron gate."
Miss Magic said.
"You don't have a key."
"The Viscountess can pick locks. She is good at opening locks on any physical structure."
"Please roll the dice... Pass, the door opens, and behind it is a step down. There are no lights here, and you can't tell what's down there."
"The writer goes ahead, uses the monocle, and gets darkvision."
Hathaway spoke first, and then everyone followed, forming a formation where the Viches was at the rear, and Britney was protected among the explorers.
The scenery on the table was covered with clouds and mist, and the intermittent lightning strikes outside the window could barely illuminate everything in the mist. Now the wood carvings are located underground. In order to show this, the set specially recessed a piece of the tabletop. The players at the table are watching a group of five people walking down step by step through the wooden frame representing the building.