Chapter 228 Dungeon

"Haha, Trelinka, hurry up, has the delicate princess forgotten how to walk?"

After the old soldier Bei Ge'an left, several soldiers approached Trelinka and said teasingly, and one of them touched Trelinka's waist while pushing and shoving.

The soldier turned his head and laughed to his companion behind him and said:

"Hahaha, as expected of Her Royal Highness, the body is well maintained, isn't it..."

But he fell silent in the middle of his words, because he saw Trelinka turned her head and stared at him indifferently with lifeless pupils without any luster.

I don't know why, but Trelinka is just an ordinary person who has lost her fighting spirit, but this fourth-level apprentice fighter still feels cold all over. He feels that he has never seen such a terrifying look in his life. This kind of dead silence and indifference that penetrated into the bone marrow was more terrifying than a ghoul he had ever met.

The soldier who was just taking advantage just now shivered involuntarily. Instead of making a mocking laugh, he shoved Trelinka hard with fear on his face.

Trelinka, who had no protection from fighting spirit, fell to the ground, her head hit the eaves of the door, and drops of blood flowed down her white face.

But the injured Trelinka didn't make any sound. She stood up without feeling anything, and walked out the door completely ignoring the blood flowing from her head, because Patriarch Dolan once took Trelinka to visit the castle. So she knew where the Green Vine family's dungeon was.

This night, the castle of the Ivy family was filled with an unspeakable dignified atmosphere, but there were unprecedentedly few servants and maids in the huge Ivy castle. In fact, except for a few loyal old servants who had followed the Ivy family for several generations In addition to people, hundreds of other maids including the chef have been dismissed, so now the Lvteng City bag is not only empty but also extremely lifeless.

Walking through the stairs of the castle until you reach the dungeon below the castle, neither the soldiers escorting Trelinka nor the surrounding guards said a word, only the sound of the huge iron gate being opened reverberated in the empty dungeon among.

This dungeon, where more than a dozen prisoners are held on weekdays, is also extremely quiet. If a new prisoner is escorted into the dungeon in normal times, the other prisoners in the dungeon will definitely make loud noises. The dirty jokes that cannot be collected on weekdays will appear like a blowout in the cages with dirty air, especially when the prisoner who arrives is a beautiful girl. At least for a few days, the prisoners knock on the iron. The noise of the fence will not stop.

But today, there is no sound in the entire dungeon, and the cages that are usually packed with at least a dozen prisoners are now empty, only the large bloodstains on the haystacks inside seem to be a response to this unusual silence. out explanation.

But neither the guards of the dungeon nor the soldiers escorting Trelinka, including Trelinka who was about to be imprisoned in the dungeon, didn't care about the smell of blood in the air.

A few soldiers gently pushed Trelinka to the side of a relatively tidy cell, and without a word a guard took out a big key that had been prepared and opened the rusty iron chain.

"Clatter!"

Accompanied by the sound of the iron chain being picked up, the iron door made of solid iron rods was slowly opened, and Trelinka was pushed by the guards into this small cell that could barely make people lie flat, and she accidentally fell down on her seat. On the dry grass on the ground, the sharp blades of grass from the haystack quickly scratched several small wounds on Trelinka's delicate hands.

Behind her, the guards had closed the iron gate again. The arm-thick iron fence was wrapped with black iron chains, and the two guards stood meticulously at the door of the cell without any intention of leaving.

Trelinka, who had lost her battle qi protection, shivered from the cold, but she didn't say much, she just slowly crawled to the corner of the cell, and curled up into a small ball in that small corner.

"Maybe... death is my only destination"...

Trelinka thought so.

The icy coldness of despair devours the girl's body temperature bit by bit, and the flickering candles in the dungeon can't bring any warmth. It cannot be touched, nor will it reach itself...

Trelinka stared at the candlelight outside the cell with her sapphire-like eyes in confusion. The little flame was burning little by little in the darkness. She seemed to see the faint light of the fire slowly enlarging in front of her eyes. Yes, the warmth like being in the boudoir of the palace is also reaching me little by little.

"Is this... an illusion, or my imagination"?

At some point, Trelinka stood up, and a small palm-sized fireball floated in front of her. The brilliance of the fireball was not only not scorching, but warmed like the afternoon sun. The golden light filled the entire cell, Even the thick walls show a translucent white color under the extremely penetrating brilliance.

The brilliance of the small fireball not only illuminated a prison cell, in fact, every brick and stone in the entire dungeon was as bright as daylight under this strange penetrating light, but what was strange was that all the soldiers including the ten soldiers The guards with two spirits turned a blind eye to this strange light, even if the light directly shone on their faces, they didn't feel anything at all.

It seems that only Trelinka in the entire dungeon can see this glow, and other "irrelevant personnel" are forcibly "turned a blind eye".

Staring at the small fireball in front of her, Trelinka knew instinctively that it would not hurt herself. She stretched out her hand and gently picked up the gradually shrinking fireball. As Trelinka closed her hands, the flames on the small fireball Also slowly extinguished.

In the end, there was only a shining white crystal ball left in Trelinka's hand. After the flame was extinguished, a light golden thin paper full of metallic texture slowly emerged beside this small ball. , At the same time, a reserved message was also transmitted along Trelinka's spirit.

An old and hoarse voice recalled in Trelinka's mind:

"Her Royal Highness Princess Trelinka—the last member of Dylan's royal family, yes, when you get this ball, Dylan's kingdom has already existed in name only... I am a message left by Sangers, and that The Great Master Protector named Sangers has disappeared into your dust... All the choices that follow will be up to you..."