Hearing the angry scolding coming from the mill, the thought flashed in Gao Wen's mind that it really was so, and then he ran forward quickly with the others.
The gate of the mill was pushed open, and the outside sun suddenly shone into the dim place. Between the bright band of the sun and the shadow of the straw stack, the Knight of Byron was lying crookedly, still full of dignity. Yelling non-stop: "If you were my attendant, I would definitely kick your stupid head! You little brainless bastard! You don't want to die! You... Your Excellency the Duke?!"
Knight Byron finally got used to the sudden light. He tilted his head and looked towards the gate. There was a tall figure standing in the bright background. Then the tall figure walked in, followed by three people.
The little mute was the last to follow.
"You are quite energetic," Gawain greeted Byron Knight lying in the haystack, "We were guessing about your life and death before, but we didn't expect that you still have the energy to swear in the street here for dozens of years outside. Mi can hear it."
While talking, he walked forward, but just halfway there, he heard Byron yelling loudly: "My lord, don't come close! I'm cursed by the cultists' sorcery! I don't know if this thing will It will spread!"
Gawain frowned. Of course he could guess and see that Knight Byron was not in the right condition, otherwise the other party wouldn't be lying in this place cursing, but he didn't realize that the knight was in the dark until he got used to the dim light in the mill. The appearance of the middle-aged knight was strange.
A black-green pattern spread along Byron's skin, and it is estimated that it has covered most of his body. Those fine lines can be seen on his exposed arms, hands, and neck, and some lines have even extended to him. Near the eye sockets, it looks like exposed veins.
In addition, a lot of trauma can be seen on his body, including half of his face that is swollen.
Knight Philip took a breath: "Damn... what's going on?"
"I found the cultist, but he also found me," Byron pouted, but his body was completely stiff. It seemed that only his head was the only movable part of his body left. "The details in the middle are a long story. The simple summary is that I did not win... Your Excellency, are you also here to investigate the cult members? How did you know what happened here?"
"A serf turned into a bomb on the pier, it's the handiwork of the Death of All Things Society," Gao Wen said casually, "and before you send back any news, we know that something happened here, you should lie down and not move. It might help."
"Don't waste your time, that cultist is very powerful. I can feel that his sorcery is not only eroding my flesh and blood, but also eroding my spirit. Now I see that you all have seven or eight double images..."
Pittman came out from behind Gawain, and casually taunted Byron as he walked towards him, "Don't make up your mind, your double image is just a simple nerve curse because your eyes are swollen."
While speaking, the old druid knelt down beside the middle-aged knight, and began to check the spread of the curse power, while Gawain, who was standing behind, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it: "It can be saved, right?" ?”
"No matter how savagely everything grows at the end of the day, it was born out of druids, especially curse spells, almost can find the corresponding druid exorcism spells," Pittman took out incense from his bag He said to the ritual woodcarving, "To be honest, I'm afraid I'm no match against the person who cast this spell, but I may not be able to deal with the curse left by him. It seems that the person who did it looks down on you, Mr. Knight."
Byron was startled when he heard the words, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he sighed softly: "That guy probably started to despise me when he knocked me away..."
By the looks of it, he must be fine.
After confirming that the curse was resolved and that Pittman had the ability to control the spread of corrosion, Gawain squatted down beside Byron: "What is the situation in Tanzania now? The town is under martial law, and we can't touch it at all."
"It should start three days ago," Knight Byron took a deep breath, and said slowly, "everything was normal before that, nothing happened in the town, only Viscount Andrew bought a batch of servants, which is considered news , but three days ago there was a sudden martial law order in the castle, saying that it was discovered that cultists had mixed into the town, and everyone was temporarily prohibited from entering and leaving the town. For a group of merchant ships, the martial law ban will cause a lot of trouble, so I went to the castle and planned to find that Viscount Andrew to issue a charter. We found clues of cultists."
"The martial law was indeed issued in the castle, and the town was indeed mixed with cultists, but in fact the whole thing was a conspiracy. The cultists were in the castle and personally controlled Viscount Andrew to issue the martial law. I'm leaving When I entered the castle hall, I felt a filthy smell. When I talked with Viscount Andrew, I heard a secret whisper in his voice that did not belong to him. I realized that the situation was not good, so I prepared to proceed like an upright knight. Just halfway through the retreat of justice, I was discovered by a guy in a black robe. The cultist probably hadn't finished controlling the entire castle and Viscount Andrew, so he let me in carelessly, and Of course he can't allow me to leave again..."
Gawain ignored the shameless parts of what this upright knight said, and asked with a frown, "How did you escape?"
According to Pittman's judgment before, he knew that the person who sneaked into Tanzanian Town was most likely a fourth- to fifth-level Doomsday cultist, and this level had already reached the middle level. Although Knight Byron was the peak of the third-level knight, even It can be said that he has partially touched the power of the middle-level profession, but he is still a low-level knight. Of course he is considered a master in this small rural place, but the gap between the previous middle-level cultist is too big.
It may be understandable that he could temporarily save his life and escape in the encounter, but he was already deeply trapped in the castle at that time, and the castle had become a half lair of cultists. In this case, how he escaped from the castle is more difficult to understand.
Pittman has already started the exorcism ritual. He uses incense and druid spells to neutralize the filthy power in Knight Byron's body. At the same time, he pretends to be pious and whispers bb to the gods of nature. Byron's face is obviously better. He got up, exerted more strength, and continued: "During the fight, I was hit by the magic of the cultists and fell into a cave behind the castle. There was a pool of water in that cave, and I was able to save I found an underground passage connected to the water pool: it turns out that there is also a tunnel system underground in Tanzan Town. The cultist probably thought I fell to my death, or maybe he was busy doing other things, so he didn’t pursue it, but I drilled underground for a whole day and night before I found the right way out...the exit is right next to this mill."
Gao Wen and the others looked at each other, and Amber couldn't help but mutter: "This is really a fate... Good luck is like fake."
"There are many underground tunnel systems in the south, and most of them were built by me, such as the passage network under Cecil Territory. But I don't know about the underground tunnels in Tanzania Town." Gao Wen frowned, "... maybe After my first death, the descendants built it."
Knight Philip thought: "If this tunnel exists, maybe we can sneak into Viscount Andrew's castle along the tunnel?"
"It seems like a good idea," Gawain nodded, and then looked at Byron: "What happens next? What's going on with this child?"
The mute child who brought everyone over stood quietly near the haystack, looking at this side with curiosity and a hint of guard. Byron gave the child a complicated look, and sighed softly: "At that time, I came from the tunnel. When I came out, I found that the curse on my body had broken out. I originally wanted to go back to the territory to report the situation, but I was worried that the curse would spread. It's a problem, I can't go to the territory at all. But I didn't expect that when I was in a daze, I actually walked into this mill and was saved by this child.
"He is a mute, probably a servant of a chamber of commerce owner in the city. Because of the inexplicable martial law, he was trapped outside the town. I lay here for two days, and he went to find me food and water, otherwise I would Probably can't resist this time."
Pittman finished talking to the gods of nature, and looked up at Byron: "The first thing we heard about you when we came here was scolding people."
"I can't help it, the curse on me has begun to get out of control," the middle-aged knight showed an ugly smile, "I could barely suppress it at first, but then I felt more and more that it would infect others, but this child is not at all Don't understand this... I chased him several times, explained to him what the curse was, and once I tried to crawl out and jump into the river to die, but when I got to the river, I remembered that the leader of the river was Cecil and ended up in the river When I was hesitating, I was discovered by this child, and he dragged me back with force."
"It can't be seen that he is quite strong." Pittman completed the exorcism ceremony, and while packing up his ritual props, he turned his head and glanced at the little mute, and said casually, "Looks thin and small."
After speaking, the old Druid stood up and nodded slightly to Gawain: "The curse is no longer a problem."
Gawain looked at Byron: "Can you still stand up and lead the way?"
"Although I really want to lie down again," Knight Byron moved his arm, "but it seems that solving the threat of the cultists is the most important thing at this time. No problem, I feel that I have recovered 50% to 60% gone."
Gawain nodded: "Okay, you take a break, we can use the underground passage you found to sneak into the town."
"But there is still a problem," Amber suddenly said at this time, she pointed to the mute child standing by the haystack, "What about this child?"
"I definitely can't bring him in," Gao Wen frowned, "but just leave it like this..."
He thought for a moment, and felt that he couldn't just put the dumb child aside like this, so he came to the side of the little boy and squatted down.
The latter took half a step back in fright, but still raised his head and looked straight at Gawain.
"We are going to do something," Gawain said slowly, looking into the child's eyes, "Can you wait here for three days? If we come back within three days, you can go with us. If we don't come back, you Just go south along the river, to a camp near the river bank, and seek refuge with the people there."
Then he took out a talisman from his arms and stuffed it into the child's hand: "Take this, and they will take you in."
The mute child took the amulet and nodded slowly.