Jenkins still knocked on the door first, and opened the door to enter after receiving no response. Like most unoccupied rooms, it is cold and damp, and the ground is yellow-brown, whether it is dust or other dirty things.
He stopped Miss Syluff, and motioned her to look at the bed on the left side of the room. It was a four-poster bed with curtains, and although it looked old, it was at least in a serviceable condition.
The elves couldn't see the aura, but Jenkins could see that there were people in the **.
"Hello."
He tried to ask:
"I want to kill you, may I ask?"
There was still no response, and Miss Syluff looked at each other, but the other party didn't understand what was going on. So Jenkins swung his sword to slash, and easily split the naked guy into two pieces. The bed itself was unharmed for fear of additional impact from breaking the furniture.
"So simple?"
Jenkins muttered in surprise, telling the elf to stand where he was and not to move. He came to the bed carefully, lifted the curtain and the quilt, and saw the corpse that had been split in two by himself.
However, the corpse turned out to be an acquaintance, a young human swordsman whom he had seen when choosing a helper. In addition to the swordsman's body, there was also the body of a middle-aged woman dressed in old fashioned clothes lying beside him. She died of being pierced through the heart by a dagger that was being held in the swordsman's hand.
"Oops, it turned out to be like this..."
A sense of drowsiness struck, thinking that the last young swordsman who accepted this task fell into a permanent slumber in this room after assassinating the old woman.
But Jenkins is stronger than the swordsman who came from an unknown era, so he was able to hold on and turn away from the bed:
"Go!"
He said to Miss Syluff, who reached out and took his hand, trying to drag him out of the room. But as soon as the hands of the two touched, Miss Elf also felt drowsiness welling up in her heart:
"Oops!"
She said the same, but flung Jenkins toward the door with the last of her strength before falling asleep. Jenkins was distracted by drowsiness, so he flew out without any resistance, and after hitting the door frame heavily, his head immediately swelled:
"oh!"
He bounced back to the ground due to the violent impact, and rolled twice on the carpet at the door of the room. Because of the pain, he regained consciousness for a short time. But at this moment, the whole body is weak and weak. Although the consciousness is clear, the body cannot resist the drowsiness. Except for the soul, every part of him wants to sleep, and the control of the body by the consciousness has obviously reached its limit.
In a hurry, he took the leaves given to him by the World Tree consciousness before leaving in his mouth, and the cool feeling spread from his mouth to his whole body, and he finally regained some strength.
He slapped the ground hard, jumped out of the door, and then hit his head hard on the wall opposite the corridor again. After a while, he stood up and used the hook and rope to pull out the sleeping elf inside the door. Although the other party's clothes were hooked, but fortunately, Jenkins repaired them before she woke up.
Both of them leaned against the wall of the corridor, and it took a while to completely shake off the influence:
"I feel this goal is more dangerous than the previous three."
Jenkins was still in the mood for a joke.
"Yes, as long as the first three have strength, this one will be finished if you don't pay attention."
Miss Elf isn't back to her best form yet, otherwise she wouldn't be speaking to Jenkins with that adjective.
Although this fourth treacherous realm looks easy, in fact, compared with the first three, the difficulty of this one can definitely be ranked in the top two. This treacherous situation will test force, intelligence and luck in all aspects, which is a bit like the possible treacherous realm experienced with Jessica and Miss Magic not long ago.
Jenkins was well-prepared and his own situation was special, otherwise, if someone else came, there would be a high probability that he would end up like Miss Syluff. The force must be enough to deal with the monsters in the castle, the wisdom must be enough to deal with various emergencies and tests, and even luck is needed to avoid encountering more dangerous monsters in the castle.
After all, the four monsters targeted by the quest are definitely not the most dangerous here, as Jenkins and Miss Elf are very clear about this.
"Perhaps the troublesomeness of the strange land has something to do with the size of the scene."
Thinking in his heart, he walked along the main staircase of the castle and climbed to the top floor of the castle with Syluf.
You don't need to go through secret passages or solve puzzles to reach the highest level of the castle, just follow the main stairs and go straight up. And for some unknown reason, the main staircase of the castle went from the bottom to the highest floor without any danger. Just be careful not to touch the broken handrails, and getting to the top is just a matter of moving your legs.
The layout of the rooms on the highest floor is different from that of other floors. When you come here from the main staircase, you will immediately see a hall with a red carpet in front of you. What is even more unusual is that there is actually a bonfire here, which can barely illuminate the hall. Some areas in the center.
A large number of bonfire pots are placed in a spiral shape, and a sword is stuck on the ground in the center. Compared with Jenkins' Holy Bone Sword, this sword is ordinary, without any decorations, and there are only anti-skid lines on the hilt. Besides, this sword is just a sword.
The old butler was standing beside the sword, hunched over and rubbing his hands, waiting for the arrival of the two.
"How will you be here?"
Jenkins asked while waving the sword next to the old butler, but the latter didn't answer.
"Where is the door?"
Jenkins asked again.
"You want this sword?"
The old housekeeper ignored Jenkins' question and asked his own question instead.
"If I say yes, what would you like?"
Jenkins replied, the elf had already grasped the longbow, and Jenkins was ready to draw his sword at any moment.
"I just knew that there are some annoying guys in the castle who will tell you about the sword."
The butler finally stopped rubbing his hands, straightened up and looked at Jenkins and the elf. Half normal and half brass-colored metal face, with an unusually flat expression.
"You want to kill me?"
"No, we just want to leave. We have completed all the tasks you asked for. According to the rules of the paradox, we should be allowed to leave. What I want to take away is the partner behind me, so that we will not be the same owed."
"Do you know the meaning of the test you just went through?"
The old butler asked again.
"I'm not obliged to answer your question, just tell me the location of the door now. Don't tell me, do you want to violate the most basic rules of the Paradise?"
"Do you know how long I've been stuck here?"
"As I said, I have no obligation to answer your question."
Jenkins emphasized again.
"I can't answer how many years. For so many years, I have been waiting to return to my hometown, or to enter the material world. But the lord did not recall this castle, and the adventurers who entered here did not give me a chance to leave .Ordinary deceitful realms, which have not been passed for a certain period of time. After the deceitful realms collapse, guys like us can enter the material world. But this place is very special, it will not collapse, because this is the castle of the lord."
He said to himself what neither Jenkins nor Miss Syluff was interested in, but Jenkins had already guessed what he wanted to express:
"Are you trying to say that the Difference Engine gave you the opportunity to enter the physical world?"
"Difference Engine? Its name is Great Wisdom."
The old butler pulled out the sword stuck on the floor by himself. The sword itself conflicted with the butler's power, but the hand the butler used was a mechanical arm given by the difference engine, so he could touch the sword:
"This sword is also the lord's collection. It is the most valuable sword item left by the lord in the castle. The residents here usually call it [Heart Light Sword]. Me too."
The butler pointed at the ceiling:
"The savior, the savior of the 18th century, we have no enmity, and I don't want to provoke a lucky person like you who is favored by fate. But I want to be free, I want to leave this place, I want to see A whole new world."
Some black light converged towards the sword. On the one hand, it was the power of shadows, and on the other hand, it was the power of the six tasks Jenkins defeated:
"Arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, gluttony, lust, this is the truth of the mission you have experienced. What do you think is a real phantom? Is it just a shadow? No, the most real phantom is the reflection of the human heart! It is these Power. You helped me collect six kinds of power in the castle. Now, it's the seventh kind of power. Do you know greed? Greed is so greedy that it can swallow all things, turn the power of all things into itself, and even swallow the disaster of the moon? "
The old housekeeper was laughing wildly:
"You are destined not to leave this castle, ancient moonlight, answer the call of greed, come down! come down!"
"Greed? I thought it was gluttony..."
Jenkins said something that no one could understand, and reached into his backpack and took out the flute. This flute was prepared by himself. Only with the flute can he play the [Dragon Calling Flute] tone:
"Think about it, do you really want to help the Difference Engine?"
"Now is the end of the era of the material world. As long as I am not killed by you, I will not be punished for anything I do. I took the initiative to participate in the adventure of the savior just to break this damn fate!"
Those lights converged on the sword in the old housekeeper's hand, and the beam of light pierced straight up through the ceiling, which happened to allow the three people here to see the bright yellow moon above their heads.
The moon should have been on the horizon, but now it seemed to be clinging to the roof of the castle. The gargoyle on the roof has been reduced to ashes under the power of this round of primitive moon. The moon is sinking, and both Jenkins and Miss Elf can see the majestic yellow primitive moon. See the giant black cat sleeping inside the moon.
Jenkins played the flute.