Adina didn't know what was in that room, but if she wanted to escape, she had to go and try it out.
"I'll take advantage of tomorrow's free day off to check out the exact location of the room."
Adina thought to herself.
In the dead of night, the guards in the castle were still patrolling diligently. If she ran to the top floor of the castle late at night, she might encounter the guards, so Adina chose to have a good rest to prepare for tomorrow's adventure.
Abel sat on his bed, staring at the moon outside the window in a daze.
A pitch-black crow flew to Abel's window and looked at the dull-looking man with curiosity. After a while, it felt that the man was too boring, so it flapped its wings and flew away, leaving a feather on the windowsill.
"He should be back soon. Miss Adina seems to be fine these days. Oh, I hope she can remember what I said and not check that room." Abel thought to himself.
Abel, who usually behaves in a gentle and polite manner, covered his face with his hands and took a deep breath.
He didn't want the same thing to happen to him again. The previous ladies were not missing.
Abel knew this very well; they all lost their lives because of curiosity.
Abel knew all about that key, that room, and that magic circle.
But he couldn't say it, because as soon as he said it, Hohen would sense it.
It was a kind of "Word Spirit" type of spell. As long as Abel mentioned something in the room, it would be sensed.
Abel understood that Hohenzollern, his childhood friend, had changed a long time ago. He became cruel, cunning and hypocritical.
If I disturbed his plan, Hohen might kill me.
Abel was very resistant to this feeling of helplessness, this feeling of knowing the truth but not being able to say it out loud, this feeling of watching young girls die one after another.
Abel did not put his hope in God, he just hoped that this time Aitina would be smarter and understand his warning.
The magic circle in that room can only be activated when an underage girl with a special physique holds the key made by Hohen himself and opens the door; if Adina does not open the door and goes in, she will spend her coming-of-age ceremony safely in the castle, and she will be free or can choose to stay and become a real mistress.
Before Hohen had carved the magic circle, Abel made a bet with Hohen.
The bet was simple: freedom or death.
If Hohen's ritual failed, Abel would be free and would no longer stay with Hohen.
On the contrary, Abel will dedicate his life to Hohenzollern and become part of his power.
The term of this bet is fifty years.
Hohen laughed when he heard the bet, exclaimed it was funny, and added two rules;
First, Abel needs to help collect girls with special physiques.
Second, Abel must keep a close eye on the girl and not let her leave.
Abel agreed, but also proposed two additional rules;
First, Hohen cannot use inductive methods to interfere with the girl's thoughts, including using external forces such as magic;
Second, if the girl does not take the initiative to use the key to enter the room before she reaches adulthood, she must be given the power to choose whether to leave or stay.
Abel has realized that the first five girls have failed, and Adina is his last hope and the key to his freedom.
If Adina failed, he would become food for Hohenzollern.
The reason why Abel made this bet was simple, that is, he had had enough of the darkness of Hohensaloniki. Although death was terrible, Abel felt that this might be a relief.
For Abel, who impulsively proposed the bet at that time, it would be best if he could leave. Otherwise, if he died, he would not be able to see the darkness, so both options did not matter to him.
But this time when Hohen proposed that Aitina undergo the trial, Abel felt a little regretful.
He was very conflicted. Even though he was not afraid of death, he was a little frightened by the feeling that his fate was in the hands of others.
He somewhat regretted the bet he made on impulse.
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"You big fool, you are so stupid. You can't even remember such simple words! You're making me so angry! Humph!"
Lori curled her lips and said coquettishly.
Silas smiled foolishly with embarrassment. In fact, in this afternoon, Silas had memorized seventy or eighty words from the hieroglyphics, but he felt that his head was about to explode and he could no longer remember any more words.
"Hehe, Teacher Lori, please let me go." Silas smiled innocently and tried to please the cute little wolf girl in front of him.
"Hmph! It's almost dark, I won't teach you anymore, get out of class is over! Let's go back and eat."
After a quick trot, Lori turned back and said to Silas,
"Come after me, you big idiot!"
"Ouch, wait a minute, my legs are numb from squatting." Silas has been squatting since the afternoon, and it is now dusk.
The sun sets, and the afterglow of dusk shines on the canyon. Lori's cheerful voice and smile in front of him are reflected in Silas' heart.
This lively and lovely girl stroked the hair by her ears, looked at her silly lover and smiled.
The breeze blew through the jungle, making a rustling sound. A dandelion seed flew from a distance and landed next to Silas.
The girl's skirt fluttered in the breeze, creating wave-like folds. At this moment, she was as delicate and lovely as a petal.
A pair of colorful butterflies flew through the jungle, chasing each other. They flew to Lori's side, circled around her, and landed on a flower that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.
It was a wood chrysanthemum. The sunset glowed on its petals. The center of the flower disk was filled with golden cores, and the white petals were scattered around the flower disk.
She plucked the wood chrysanthemum with her slender fingers, scaring away the pair of butterflies that were resting on the flower.
Lori put the flowers in her ears, making her pretty face look even prettier.
The evening at this time is beautiful, without the sorrow described by the poets, but only picturesque scenery and beauties.
If the old man was here at this moment, he would definitely say something sour, "It's great to be young."
Back in Baideng Village, the villagers have already started their bonfire party.
They seemed to have put aside their sorrow and were drinking and singing.
They don't have pedantic customs, they only know how to cherish the present life.
The old man was drinking wine, which was a rare occurrence for him, at the long dining table.
This is indeed a day worth holding a banquet. As long as Loli is protected, the clan's heritage can continue.
When the villagers saw Silas and Lori walking in from the village entrance, they cheered loudly.
Silas and Lori were pulled into the crowd for unknown reasons.
The crowd lifted Silas and Rory, throwing them into the air again and again.
They cheered and laughed, but no one noticed the fallen chrysanthemum.