Each of the twelve witches stood under a hazelnut tree and began to sing an ancient ballad. The seven stone pillars on the grass in the forest suddenly broke out of the soil quietly, and a huge piece of soil rose from the middle of the stone pillars. The holy white rock, there is a crack in the rock, and the black hole is like a gate to hell.
It is easy to see that the stone gates and stone pillars were artificially carved from natural rocks, and there are some crooked characters on them, which are eroded and blurred. Brando can only barely distinguish that they should be ancient Text of the dwarf.
"My lord, this door can only last for half an hour. Please decide who you want to take." As soon as the white rock appeared, Barbasa said in a hoarse voice.
Brando had already decided on the candidate in his heart, "Barbasa, you choose five reliable subordinates to go in with me. Earl Odin, you lead the knights to enter afterwards, and the rest, protect the princess, I want you Swear to the goddess of Purgatory Pillar."
"Don't worry, Mr. Brando." Earl Odin replied with a chivalry. It seems that his relationship with Brando has naturally become a relationship between superiors and superiors, but Lord Earl is not narrow-minded, knowing that Brando is far more qualified to give orders here, so he didn't feel anything wrong.
The witches followed their words obediently, and seeing Earl Odin sighed again. Although the witches occasionally made some transactions with secular power, they would never behave so respectfully. He didn’t really believe that the old witch said Brando had helped them, but he doubted Brando’s other experience: he already knew Brando was a descendant of the swordsman Darus, and he also knew Brando. Duo once learned the knowledge of wizards under a very powerful "reclusive wizard". Earl Odin doubted that it was Tulaman, so he subconsciously attributed the relationship between the witches and Brando to the fact that they might have benefited from it. With the fort master of the Mithril Fort.
"Mr. Brando—" the half-elf girl was interrupted by Brando just as she spoke, "Your Royal Highness, please stay here to make me feel at ease. Because whether it is you or me, Eruin always needs someone to know. How it should go in the future, I may be a little arrogant to say this, but I don’t want my efforts to go in vain."
Princess Griffin looked at him carefully. "Then I order you to come back, can you do it?"
Brando did not answer. How to tell him to answer, he didn't know what to do. Perhaps Qiao Gendigang came from a bunch of mindless cavemen, they did not expect a secret passage leading to the hills north of Ampersel. So they came out in full force, or only left behind a reserve team, allowing him to easily dismantle the flames.
Of course, he hopes so. But he knew in his heart that the opposite was more likely. The demons guarded the portal heavily, and they only had a chance to succeed. He didn't know what he was going to face, even when Bucher broke through the siege, he had never been so unsure.
History has completely changed, and for the first time he couldn't see the inevitable result behind the fog. But there was surprisingly no fear in his heart, his mind was clear, and he knew exactly what he was going to do.
"Then it's agreed," Brando smiled slightly, "If I'm not lucky enough to die, I will let Count Ouding send my body back."
This joke was not very clever. Her Royal Highness frowned as she watched him and said only two words: "Alive."
"... I will do my best, no one will want to die, Your Royal Highness."
Princess Griffin just glanced at him quietly, which surprised Brando. He thought this ambiguous answer would be reprimanded, but he had already made a decision anyway.
Barbasha had chosen a candidate, and she brought the five witches to meet him. One of the five witches is said to be Barbasha's niece, a skinny middle-aged woman in her sixties. The other three are also closely related to Barbasha. Brando was slightly surprised by the last person. It was a little girl holding a honey jar, less than half his height, some faint freckles on the tip of her nose, and a pair of amber eyes looking at him curiously. Barbasha introduced that she was her adopted daughter. Although she was only fourteen years old, she already possessed the strength of the silver rank.
Brando asked what her name was, and the little girl replied crisply, "Sugar bowl."
Good name. Brando couldn't help but glanced at the honey jar she was holding, thinking that this little girl must be very fond of candy, but she didn't know if the witch would have cavities, maybe she wouldn't.
After bidding farewell to the princess, he led the witches into the cave, and the twelve knights followed behind. In the gap between the rocks is a small space, about only three people can stand side by side, and the traces of artificially carved steps can be clearly felt on the ground. At this time, someone lit a torch with flint, and a scent of pine nut oil immediately filled the cave, but everyone could see the surrounding environment clearly.
The rocks on both sides are cut like knives, and a ladder cut out between the rocks leads directly to the ground. It is not much different from Brando's memory, except that the dust is very thick. He stroked the wall with his finger and made a line. With traces coming, Brando thought to himself that the player who first discovered this place must feel the same way.
But then suddenly there was an exclamation from behind. Brando hurriedly turned his head, and then he saw a familiar slender figure walking in from the outside. The cracks in the rock were closed behind her, naturally forming the appearance of the surrounding rock walls without leaving a trace.
That was Princess Griffin.
"His Royal Highness, you..." Brando was so hung in darkness. He finally understood the meaning of the princess's last quiet glance. It turned out that he wanted to relax his vigilance, but the tragedy was that he really ran into the trap.
"Mr. Brando, you are not very clever."
"Well, I admit that I'm a fool. But I will order Barbasa to take you out of another secret path, your Royal Highness, can't you trouble me." Brando replied angrily.
"Unless you kill me," Princess Griffin replied coldly. "Otherwise, no one can take me away. You can give it a try, Mr. Brando. I dare to use my actions to practice every word of mine. talk."
"Your Royal Highness... Don't be like this..." Brando wanted to say stubbornness, but he suddenly remembered that in history, the princess was famous for stubbornness. She might really do what she said.
He was suddenly one or two older, and he suddenly missed Antitina who obeyed his words, or that Akane and Medissa were at least much more worry-free than the princess.
"Mr. Brando, I said that you are not smart, not because I lied to you," the princess saw the hesitant look on his face, and her tone softened: "Have you ever thought that if you fail, still Will there be Eluin? The devil will destroy all of this. Haven't you already told me. I want to be with you and see you personally save this ancient kingdom."
"If you fail," the princess looked at him quietly, "I will die for this kingdom with you. I will at least bury our ideals in the dust with my own hands. I will die by my knight."
Brando felt his heart skip a beat.
He didn't know if the princess said this intentionally, he saw the half-elf girl's extremely serious eyes, and suddenly felt that he was seen through by the other party.
But I have to admit that he did not expect this. If he fails, Eruin will disappear under the invasion of the devil. After losing him and Valhalla, can the Eruin rebuild a kingdom on top of the ruins, and will the rebuilt kingdom carry it? With the same belief, everything is still unknown.
Even whether the Eruin can survive the disaster is still a question. After losing those familiar names on the land, is this kingdom still the Eruin he is familiar with
I'm afraid not necessarily.
The princess saw far more clearly than him, perhaps this is the difference between him and her. She is an aboriginal of this kingdom after all, and no matter how he understands the history of this ancient kingdom, he only bears half of Brando's feelings.
He sighed, "His Royal Highness, you are with me. Since you admit that I am your knight, then I will take the responsibility of protecting you. You must not do it this way in the future." He half complained and half admonished. One sentence.
Princess Griffin's eyes softened slightly.
"Barbasa, you lead the way." Brando said grimly.
"Yes, Lord Lord." Barbasha glanced at the princess, smiled mysteriously, took the torch and walked forward.
The light of the torch extended along the downward corridor, and the air quickly broke away from the moist atmosphere outside and became dry. Occasionally one or two sparks from the pine resin torch fell on Barbasa's witch hat. Other than that, it was difficult to hear other sounds in this silent underground.
Of course, except for the rustling footsteps of a pedestrian.
Brando felt that the princess next to her was a little nervous. It is not surprising to think about it. Although she was born with various noble educations, she must remain calm and calm at all times; but after all, she was still an aristocratic girl born in the royal family. , I’m afraid I’ve never had the experience of exploring in the wild in my life, let alone exploring the underground of the castle, anyone will inevitably have some strange illusions in their minds, and the princess will be no exception.
"Mr. Brando, who are these tunnels built for?" Princess Griffin was curious when she saw this mysterious tunnel underground in Ampersel. As if to get rid of the faint anxiety, she asked in a low voice.
"It should be a dwarf, but I don't know which one it is." Brando replied casually.
"It should be a rune dwarf, Lord Lord." The old witch Barbasha replied in front.
So, Brando didn't expect this to be the remains of a rune dwarf. However, there are hardly any details about the authentic background here. It seems that the core key is still in the secret passage that the players did not discover.
After a brief conversation, the surroundings quickly fell into silence. The corridor began to become narrower, allowing only two people to run side by side. Brando and His Royal Highness had to get closer. The knights also noticed that the underground stairs began to seep, and the traces of artificial carving had become very blurred from here, and the surrounding stone walls were washed back to their original state by the groundwater seeping from above.
After walking in this way for about a quarter of an hour, the artificial tunnel disappeared completely, and a cliff appeared in front of it. A slant inserted gap cut off the tunnel, and when you raised the torch, you could see a smooth natural stone wall in front of it.
Brando motioned to Barbasa to put out the torch, and then he took out a crystal for lighting. This crystal is basically the kind of bargain that can be seen everywhere, and the light emitted is very dim.
But it's not that Brando didn't have a better choice, but deliberately. He hadn't forgotten that under the cliff was the spider mother's old nest, and going down with a heat source would be a snare.
After changing the light source, Brando blessed everyone with the spell of Wind Wings. The wind wings of his elemental enabler in his early 20s were not enough to make people fly, but it was completely enough to use as a slow fall technique. A group of people slowly fell from the cliff, and it took a few minutes to descend to the bottom.
Below the cliff was a completely different landscape, and the knights soon discovered that there was an underground river below. The pebble beaches on both sides of the river bank are covered with layers of white spider webs, and countless spider eggs are clearly visible under the webs, and even a fist-sized spider can be seen crawling between the spider webs.
Brando looked up subconsciously, and saw that the sloping cliff was full of dense black fleshy balls of spiders, piled on top of each other, and his scalp suddenly exploded. He couldn't help but cried out for a lifetime, which was exactly the same as in the game.
When they first ventured here, he just glanced at the top of his head subconsciously, only to yell out of fright. At that time, the spider mother was brought out, which led to the destruction of the group. This incident was once fixed by the senior sister, but now he still blushes.
But this is really disgusting. There is a dense floating wall of insects above your head, and it feels as if it will fall on your head at any time. Even if he was mentally prepared, he was terrified.
"Listen well, everyone, don't look at the top of your head." Withdrawing his gaze, he immediately exhorted.
The knights did what they said, but because Princess Griffith was very keen, she seemed to have guessed what might be on her head. Brando felt her face a little pale, and touched his hand several times, but immediately put it back.
He didn't expect that the princess would be so afraid of spiders. He had known that maybe she should have a look at the top of his head, maybe Princess Griffin was scared and hugged him directly. Brando inevitably thought about it so badly, of course, that was just thinking about it.
"Mr. Brando, these spiders must have some origin." Princess Griffin asked with a pale face. She knew that so many spiders could not gather together inexplicably, the only possibility was that there was a den of monsters here.
Brando nodded: "It is said that the owner here is the mother of a spider named'Annalons'. That monster had already had the terrifying power of civilization and even the side of truth one or two hundred years ago. According to legend, Its element is the "net". The "net" has both the meaning of binding and the meaning of connection. It can control every thread here—"
"By the way, don't touch those nets, no wires are allowed." Brando reminded. He didn't come to buy a copy, so it would be better not to provoke the terrible female spider.
Hearing what he said, everyone was stunned. But at this time, Brando heard a rustling sound from one direction.
It didn't sound like the voice of a spider.
"Huh?" He was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head in that direction.